In the huge martial arts arena of the Shenwu Academy, hundreds of students from the same class gathered here, and they were either practicing their skills, or looking up at the tallness and shock of the Xuanling Tree in the central area.

Shout...... The excited, loud whistle dragged along the vast martial arts arena with a long aftermath, and Murong Jiu's vigorous figure rushed from a distance.

"Murong Jiu?" Gu Shilang and Huoyun stopped practicing their martial arts and looked at the passionate and excited Murong Jiu in amazement.

Rong Qing and Ruoqing were also looking at the "wandering" kid suspiciously.

Shenwu Academy is a closed academy to the outside world, and the first academy naturally has the courage to ignore any power and refuse all idle people to enter arbitrarily during the non-enrollment period. The defenders Wu Er and Feng San have stubborn personalities, naturally strictly follow the rules and regulations of the academy, and also ignore power.

Of course, cultivators with high strength climbed over the wall to enter the Shenwu Academy, and then they were out of the jurisdiction of Wu Er and Feng San, but these cultivators were often beaten by mysterious figures, and then they were thrown out of the high courtyard wall.

With the non-permission of the academy's top management, few people in the Shenwu Academy were able to enter it wantonly.

"Ha Luha, you guys are here, I've been looking for a long time. Murong Jiu ran to Gu Shilang and Huoyun and said with a smile.

"Murong Jiu, how did you get in?" Huoyun and Gu Shilang asked in surprise.

At this time, everyone was looking at Murong Jiu strangely, his short hair was scattered, his shirt was bare, he was wearing jeans and sneakers, his dress and dress were distinct and alternative, giving people a sense of novelty.

"Ha Luha, of course I came in over the wall. ”

Murong Jiu smiled to himself, his eyes quickly scanned the bodies of the hundreds of students, the climate of the ancient country of China was warm, the earth spirit was outstanding, hundreds of young talents, men were chic, women were beautiful, of course, they were all contemporary heroes.

Out of natural reflexes, his gaze was more focused on women with good figures and good looks, each of whom exuded a good handsomeness. The rolling gaze finally stopped, and he walked towards Ruoqing and Rongqing.

"The two girls are fine, my name is Murong Jiu, and I have overcome the dangers today, and I have come to visit the girls. Murong Jiu's sunny cheeks were filled with a sincere smile and said.

"You are Murong Jiu, have we ever met?" Rong Qing and Ruoqing asked curiously, thinking of the incident in the Yanyu Building.

Looking at Xiang Rongqing and Ruoqing at such a close distance, Murong Jiu almost wanted to see them as them, and explained: "I am Murong Jiu, I am from a far away place, and I met people similar to the two girls in my early years, so there was a misunderstanding the day before yesterday. ”

Under the shady Xuanling tree, the purity and freshness of the breath are more visible, and the ripe Xuanling fruit hangs between the branches and leaves, and the cultivation of ten years interprets the hundreds of Xuanling fruits to create the magic of Xuanling. The flourishing Xuanling tree, with its star-shaped leaves swaying in the wind, seems to take people into the tranquility of nature.

"It's okay, we still have something to do, so let's leave it at that. Murong Jiu faced the two women with his upper body exposed, which would have some unpleasant effects in the traditional ancient Chinese kingdom, Rong Qing and Ruoqing nodded slightly, and avoided Murong Jiu.

"Wait, I want to have a banquet in Yanyu Building, I don't know if the two girls can enjoy it, just because of the misunderstanding last time. Finally entered the tightly guarded Shenwu Academy, how could Murong Jiu be easily left behind by the two women, he took a quick step, walked closely on the side of the two women, and spoke again.

"Sorry, we still have something to do, farewell. The good cultivation made the two women still not reduce their etiquette, and politely rejected Murong Jiu.

"Wait, I don't know when the two girls will be free, I want to feast you and clear up the misunderstanding. Murong Jiu's figure was not embellished, and he still followed the two women's sides, and his face was replaced with an infinite sincere expression, joke, this time don't pass, say goodbye, who will know what day it will be next time.

"Hehe......" Gu Shilang and Huoyun, who were not far away, looked at Murong Jiu, who was not serious, with great interest, and tried their best to invite the two women to the banquet, the two of them already understood Murong Jiu's thoughts, and invited the banquet?

"No need, we still have something to do, please get out of the way!" Murong Jiu, who was stalked and beaten, finally turned cold, their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and the light in their eyes became more and more fierce.

In order to reunite before the fate is exhausted, Murong Jiu Dead Pig is not afraid of boiling water, he doesn't seem to see the frosty faces of the two women, his face is sincere, and his voice also contains sincerity, and he said again: "Girl, I am sincere, and I hope not to retreat." ”

"You ......"

Murong Jiu's face is handsome and handsome, and he does not bore Rong Qing and Ruoqing, but Murong Jiu has just entered the ancient Chinese kingdom and human society, and he does not understand the thoughts of men and women who are deeply rooted in the ancient Chinese kingdom.

Looking at Murong Jiu, who was full of sincerity, if he was angry with his affection for a while, would he still kick out the whirlwind leg regardless of the image of a lady?

"Hey, boy......"

Rong Qing and Ruoqing's family background is prominent, handsome appearance, there are many suitors in Shenwu Academy, Murong Jiu's blatant stalking, finally aroused the anger of the young talent, more than a dozen young men with unkind faces surrounded him in the middle, and the sound of pinching the knuckles of his fingers sounded one after another, to relieve the siege of the beauty, who doesn't want to?

"Ladies and gentlemen......" was besieged by more than a dozen people, Murong Jiu obviously felt hostile, he didn't have time to sigh that it was still an era of red faces and troubles in the ancient kingdom of China, he immediately shouted righteously: "Stop! Do you know who I am? I am the deputy ......."

No one cares what kind of person Murong Jiu is! The young people who can enter the Shenwu Academy, each one is either rich or expensive, more than a dozen people beat one person, even if he is the son of the Eight Heavenly Kings, they are not afraid, because the law does not blame the public!

I don't know which fist was the first to be handed out, Murong Jiu was drowned in it by more than a dozen young people, they bared their teeth and grinned, and smashed a punch and kick at Murong Jiu in the middle, fortunately, they knew how to measure proportions and did not use internal strength to attack, but despite this, Murong Jiu was attacked by a chaotic fist, and he was still beaten without the power to parry, and the miserable snort of his mouth kept coming out.

Gu Shilang and Huoyun looked at Murong Jiu who was beaten funny, they didn't stop it, the boring cultivation life made them eager to be shocked by the playful scene, of course, they also understood for Murong Jiu that if you want to beat someone, you have to learn to be beaten first.

Ruoqing and Rong Qing also watched the scene of the group fight, they were slightly angry at Murong Jiu, and for Murong Jiu, they had already defined him as a vulgar suitor, a boy who didn't know how to be polite, and he was beaten first.

The attack stopped in the past half moment, Murong Jiu lay on his side on the ground, his curled body twitched from time to time, and a round of violent wind and rain and fists to the flesh thrashed, causing his upper body to be black, his entire cheeks swollen, his eyes purple and black, and blood overflowing from the corners of his nose and mouth, as miserable as a pig's head.

Before they could see Murong Jiu's miserable appearance, the hundred students had already reached the moment of cultivation and left in a hurry. The branches and leaves of the tall Xuanling Tree swayed in the breeze, and arrow-like sunlight shone down from the gaps in the leaves.

"Shenwu Academy, I want revenge!"

Getting up from the ground, Murong Jiu spit out a mouthful of blood with hatred, accompanied by angry words, and then he dragged his bruised body into the distance.

The passionate beating youth has laughter, and naturally there is sadness.

The thousand-year-old Xuanling Tree, the ancestor of ten thousand trees, hundreds of Xuanling Fruits are scattered among the branches and leaves, and the return to the body after the Xuanling Fruit matures soon will once again show the world the miracle of the world's first ancient tree.

"Hehe......" The whole puffy cheeks, but the only thing that made Murong Jiu feel funny was that Wu Er, the guard of the academy, was still holding the pipa and singing the love song from China affectionately - "The Girl Across the Side Look Over".

Wu Er was taught by Murong Jiu, and he sang love songs to his heart's content, although it was nondescript, but it seemed to open the door to his feelings, his amorous gaze, and his bold rap of beautiful love really made Feng San's mood fluctuate for a while.

But after a song was repeatedly sung more than a dozen times, Feng San, who no longer felt novel, was bored, and in her gaze, Wu Er had no other movements, and his amorous eyes seemed to be covered with a light of wood and sluggishness, so Feng San no longer paid attention to him.

Under the hot gaze of Feng San's eyes at the beginning, Wu Er immediately felt the blood flow accelerate, if it were not for Murong Jiu's advice and guidance, I was afraid that he would immediately lose his armor. The joy in his heart made him not abide by Murong Jiu's entrustment to "accept it when he sees it", and he was still happy to hold the unwarranted pipa in his arms.

He admired Murong Jiu's "whimsy" very much, a love song sang his unspeakable admiration for Feng San, he vaguely seemed to see a smile from Feng San, so Wu Er was more energetic, poured more enthusiasm into storytelling-like singing, and wanted to tackle key problems in one fell swoop, and fly with Feng San.

"Hey, little Jiuzi, what did you do?" Seeing the miserable appearance of Murong Jiu's pig's head dragging his body, Wu Er stopped his useless rap and asked suspiciously.

The unique Murong Jiu has a strange love strategy for Feng San, and when he sees him again, Wu Er also abandons stubbornness and stubbornness, and his not stupid mind makes him understand that he still needs Murong Jiu's guidance.

Feng San also opened her eyes when she heard the movement, she had already become curious about Murong Jiu, just the strange way of teaching Wu Er gave her a general understanding of Murong Jiu's intelligence and personality.

"It's okay, I fell a big ......" Murong Jiu didn't tell Wu Er what happened to him, he had already thought about revenge, and it was better to keep it a secret at the moment.

His bruised eyes, a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes that were trying to open to half squinting, his palms covered the corners of his mouth, and he smiled and reminded Wu Er: "Brother, music can express affection more directly, you might as well find a pipa and sing while talking." ”

He said goodbye to Wu Er, who was thinking about it, waved his hand to Feng San, and then walked out of the Shenwu Academy.

He has a flamboyant personality, he is free and uninhibited, but he was beaten by the students with a beautiful mood, he is not angry, he will come again......