"Won't you, sir?" Yang Yu said.

"I haven't learned this in my next life."

He walked towards the door.

Yang Yu sat on the chair behind him and asked again. "I'm afraid that the gentleman is here for this matter, right?"

"That's right, it's a pity, I can't bear him to die like this, so I'll come and tell you one or two, and take a look at you by the way."

This matter, what else can it be, naturally it is the fact that Deng Shilin will die.

"Hmmm! For this, I would like to thank Mr. for telling me. ”

The man smiled wryly. "If you tell each other, you should exchange your life, and you should hate me."

Yang Yu suddenly laughed. "I want to curse you into the eighteenth layer of hell and never be reborn, but unfortunately, I really can't do it."

"Now that I've made things clear, it's time for me to go. In the affairs of the world, it is inconvenient for me to interfere as an outsider, but I still make an exception every time. ”

"I still have two questions in my mind."

"Two questions?"

"That's right, my husband and I have known each other for so many years, I really don't know how old my husband is."

"Twenty-five."

"But I remember that Mr. said that he was twenty-one more than twenty years ago, and now after so many years, how can Mr. be twenty-five."

"So what, I was asked three years ago, I was twenty-four, twelve years ago I was asked, I was twenty-four years old, sixteen years ago, I was thirty."

"Mr. really likes to talk nonsense, how can age jump back and forth."

"In short, it's always changing, and every time it corresponds to a different age. Maybe I'll still be like this in a few hundred years! ”

"It seems that I don't know Mr. yet."

"No one in the world understands me, after all, I am elusive, hahahaha......, no one in the world can know me, I am more immortal than that immortal."

He laughed and asked again. "And what about the other question?"

"Mr. was abused by students all over the world, saying that he didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, but Mr. really didn't take it to heart?"

"I've always been poisonous, and it's right to say that it's reasonable for people to complain about me, but they're just addicted, so let them do whatever they can to me! I'm not like someone else's small-bellied chicken intestines, and I kill people to vent my anger at every turn. What's more, I also plan to make a book called "I Decided to Rob His Wife", and by then, I am afraid that I will become what they call shameless again, and I have long been used to it. ”

Yang Yu twitched the corners of his mouth and said. "I decided to rob his wife?"

"That's right, it's "I Decided to Rob His Wife".

As he spoke, he jumped up and went down the hill.

He landed on the courtyard wall of a young man named Deng Shilin, and squatted down to look into the house in a somewhat chic manner.

The boy was sitting on the bed meditating, but looked up and seemed to see him.

The boy walked out of the courtyard and gave a look at him, who seemed to be a young gentleman. Said. "Sir."

Probably I don't know his name, so I can only call him that.

"Deng Shilin, it's a good name."

Deng Shilin replied. "This name doesn't have any meaning, it was given by Master casually back then."

"Hmmm! Your uncle and ancestor praised you, so I came over to take a look, and to tell the truth, it was really good. ”

"Look at me? But I don't think I'm talented, just a nameless junior with mediocre qualifications. ”

The man smiled and said. "Young people know how to restrain their edges, they are very good-natured, and in the future, there will be a place for you in this world."

As he spoke, he jumped off the wall and fell into the courtyard. "You have a friend at the bottom of the mountain who ruined his life's luck, and now he is dragging a broken body and surviving for a long time, do you know?"

"A friend? But Xu Jinxin? ”

"It's him."

"But he is so talented, how can this be?"

"Young man, who hasn't been hurt by a few women. To be honest, I also look forward to the future of the two of them, but it's a pity! For so many years, I have lived as a king. ”

"What do you say, sir?"

You can ignore the latter sentence, but the previous one. You can save his life, and if you want to know, just ask him yourself. ”

"Thank you, sir."

"Hmm!" The man stretched. "I've seen it, it's time to go."

"Sir, wait?"

"Is there anything else wrong with you?"

"I just want to know the name of the gentleman."

"Hahahaha, I'm just a passerby, don't mention it." The man said. He leaped before his eyes and went down the mountain.

The sky has just dawned, and Jiugong Mountain is called the place of the blasting field.

The disciples dressed in blue and white Nine Palace robes had already begun to bury the fire thunder that had just been developed in the venue.

With a shout.

A deafening explosion erupted in an instant.

The young man standing in front of the crowd took the paper handed by his companion and pondered.

Said soon after. "This place needs to be improved and some materials added, otherwise the power will not achieve the desired effect."

This young man is a disciple of the younger generation of Jiugong Mountain who has an excellent talent for fire and thunder.

After a few twists and turns, he got the opportunity to test the team he led.

Under the premise that the senior is still staying in Jiugong Mountain, it seems extremely rare.

The boy is from Yining City in the northeast and his name is Yang Zhuoran.

"Yes!" The crowd responded.

At this time, a disciple suddenly teased. "Senior brother is concerned about this, and everything needs to be done by himself. According to me, it is not necessary, although the senior brother makes a plan, we can test it. ”

"Yes! Senior Brother Yunfei was right. ”

"If I don't care, if you don't make a fuss, you won't be able to control yourself."

"Senior brother, you are a bit serious, if we see the matter urgently, we will not be sloppy."

"As far as you Yunfei likes to find reasons. In the early stage, most of the fire mines developed by the uncles and uncles were transported to the Northwest Battlefield. But everyone got the news, and it was not very successful. Putting this aside, let's take the fire thunder we developed before as an example, buried in the ground to form a formation, but in front of that senior, it is still vulnerable. So I think I must let her see before that senior leaves, the so-called way of fire and thunder is not just talking. ”

"Senior brother is right, but I heard that the senior is going down the mountain today. I've already said hello to my uncles. Senior brother, I'm afraid that senior won't see it. ”

"Where did Senior Brother Yunfei hear this, is it true?"

"Naturally, it's true, can I still lie to my senior brother, this matter has been fully known in the rear, but we have been busy with fire and thunder and have not paid attention to it."

Yang Zhuoran handed the command token to the young man named Yunfei and said. "I'll go over and take a look, and you urge everyone to strengthen research and development, remember, don't slacken."

"Good! Senior brother, go quickly! Otherwise, I won't be able to see that senior if I go late. ”

The young man hurried to the Jiugong Mountain behind him, but as soon as he arrived at the mountain gate, he saw the picture of the senior and the uncles saying goodbye.

He knew that senior, and that senior's name was very easy to remember, Zhao Xin.

Of course, it's a woman.

But this senior is not like the ladies in the house, but a person with a very high cultivation.

Even the person he had ever seen with the highest cultivation.

Although Jiugong Mountain is weaker than other sects, only Fire and Thunder are the best, but there are also two masters of the transcendent realm on the mountain.

Although those two masters did not leave a name on the rivers and lakes, compared to some sword immortals, they were not much worse.

But this senior made a move, and within twenty moves, they still couldn't help this senior, and they were even beaten back one after another.

Before Yang Zhuoran could get closer, he heard the senior speak. "Zhao Xin has been bothering for many days, there are too many offends during this period, and I hope you will be more considerate."

"Senior Sister Zhao Xin said with a smile, since you came here, the cultivation of the disciples of Jiugong Mountain has risen even more, how can you talk about it."

At this time, it was Zhu Ni, the youngest elder on Jiugong Mountain, who spoke.

Zhu Ni was a young woman, about thirty-two or thirteen years old.

"Zhao Xin doesn't understand fire and thunder, and he is only here to break the formation and improve his cultivation. As for mentioning your teachers and nephews, it's just a matter of doing your best. Senior Sister Zhu Ni said, Zhao Xin didn't dare to take credit. ”

"Senior sister is humble." Yao Ren, the palace master on Jiugong Mountain, waved his hand.

Yao Ren is about fifty-five or sixteen years old.

"Zhao Xin went to the northwest this time, if he can return with his life, I am afraid that he will come to Jiugong Mountain again, and when the time comes, I hope that all the senior brothers and sisters will remember Zhao Xin. However, right now, the mountains are high and the road is far away, so you don't have to send them. Of course, if you really die in the northwest, this time should be the last time you and I will meet each other. ”

Zhu Ni spoke. "Jiugongshan congratulates the arrival of the junior sister at any time, and in the future, the junior sister can treat this place as her home, I think the senior brother thinks the same."

"Yes, the little junior sister is right, in the future, this will be your home."

"Thank you brothers and sisters, in this way, Zhao Xin will leave."

Zhao Xin was about to turn around.

Yang Zhuoran, who was not far away, ran over and spoke. "Senior, are you planning to leave?"

Zhao Xin turned his head to look at him and smiled. "That's right, always try to chase what you like, if you stay in one place all the time, I'm afraid you'll miss out. Do you know what I mean? ”

"Something you like?" The boy said, but was visibly confused.

"It seems that you don't understand, but it doesn't matter, you will have it in the future, there are always some people and things that make you desperate, in the face of the world's major rights and wrongs, you may not be able to set off much storm."

She stepped forward and continued. "Your talent is good, it's really rare on Jiugong Mountain, don't lag behind others too much in the future."

Zhao Xin waved her hand, and the whole person jumped high, and a sword floated from the void and slowly fell into her feet.

Again, she bowed her hand to the crowd. "Goodbye, everyone!"

The people in front of the mountain gate also bowed their hands to her. "Take care."

She went straight to the northwest with her swordworth, but she clutched what she had in her hand. There! It was something someone gave her.

It is not precious, and it can even be said that it is rotten on the street, but it is of great significance.

She muttered to herself. "He Moqian, wait for me. If you want to save the world, let's return the peace of Xichu together. ”

Far away in the small immortal sect not far north of Quling City.

The young man named Su Wanli poured himself a cup of tea and drank it with his head up.

He put down his teacup and walked out into the courtyard, washing his hands in the small pond in the courtyard before exhaling a long breath.

The courtyard he lives in is not small, one-third the size of the three of him and his sister and Mr. Shi lived in before.

Before coming, he had also walked around the Little Immortal Sect, and in terms of overall area, it was indeed much larger than the former Forgotten Dust Villa.

Perhaps he had traveled thousands of miles to treat the senior, regardless of his physical injuries, and they had already regarded him as a guest of honour and arranged such a spacious room for him.

He stopped in front of the peach and plum tree, looked up at the plum above his head, picked one, tasted it, and it was not ripe.

He reached out and threw it away, and was about to pull out the wooden sword when a voice came.

"A traitor, a thief, a thief, a traitor, who dares to steal the fruit of his master, I will go and denounce you, so that you will not die a good death."

Su Wanli turned around, looked at the place where the voice came from, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

He thought to himself, this guy is really funny, and he will come here every day in his spare time, as if he is afraid that he will do something bad.

This thing is not a person, there are no other disciples in the Xiaoxian Sect, only Gao He, who claims to have been taken up the mountain by Wu Qing Dao Gu at a very young age. Therefore, if you talk about it, there are only two people in the Little Immortal Sect.

So what is this thing? It is a broken beak parrot raised by Wuqing predecessors in their spare time.

He didn't bother to care if the parrot had been torn out of his mouth, but walked back into the house and got busy sorting out the medicine box.

Xiaoxian Sect, although its name is not well-known, but speaking of which, its origin is not small.

The current Wuqing predecessor is one of the four masters of the Dao Immortal Sect back then, although he is the youngest one, he is still a woman, but he is the most talented among the Daoists of the same generation.

As for why he was petrified in the end, it was because he resisted the invasion of demons on the Yunqi Mountains in the east more than 20 years ago.

Later, she probably knew that her life would not be long, so she came to live in the other courtyard of the Dao Immortal Sect, that is, this little immortal sect, and so far, she has not returned to the Dao Immortal Sect.

It is precisely because of this that no one has dared to make irresponsible remarks outside the Little Immortal Sect so far.

First, they didn't dare to fight against the entire Dao Immortal Sect, and second, there was really no need to show off their might in front of a wasted person.

At night, Su Wanli stood in front of the window, looking ahead, the dozens of peach trees planted by Gao Gao He himself.

He was in a daze, but suddenly he felt something rush up from his chest and squirt out of his mouth.

He knew, it was blood.

It was the force of the rage, and the sickness in his body was about to flare up again.

He smiled bitterly, when he came to Xichu, he might not be hunted down again, but it was also possible to die on top of this illness, if it could be called a disease.

As the forefront of the fight against fate, will he really die in the end? It's hard to say.

He grabbed the edge of the window and barely managed to stand up and not fall.

But in his eyes, he jumped back and forth between black and clear, as if there was a devil fighting for his body.

A faint cloud of black smoke was already rising from his body, as if something was burning.

Step by step, he walked to the side of the bed and lay down.

Far away in Nanmu Kingdom, a few hundred kilometers west of Jiuzhou City, in the courtyard of the Tilting Villa.

A woman cut a hole in the palm of her hand, dripped blood on the short sword, and luckily poured all the aura into the short sword again.

The spreading spell slowly retracted as he injected it, and it was attached to the dagger again.

The seal was reinforced again, but she spat out a mouthful of blood and her face turned pale.

When he turned his head to look out the window, there were bats flying by in the night, and he laughed at himself. "This is retribution, or not, I always owe you nothing, and it's not enough."

Su Wanli slowly woke up, but he was so tired that he could barely stand up.

He clenched the thing in his hand, which was the ring called "Thousand Miles Sent".

This ring means a lot to him, it was given to him by his husband, and his sister also has one.

He smiled bitterly, and actually remembered his junior sister again.

He fled the world and pulled himself to the edge of fate, but he still remembered his sister and the gentleman with a serious face.

How are they doing all these years? This! It is also the one thing he has always cared about most in his heart.

But that home has probably become a thing of the past, and there is no going back.