After Zhao He left, Gong Furui looked at Su Hansheng worriedly.

"This person will be revenged, he is deflated today, and he will try his best to take revenge in the future."

Su Hansheng was not afraid, but said thoughtfully: "Your name is Fuhui? ”

Gong Furui was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Exactly, my surname is Gong, and I am under the tutelage of Zhou Zhenren in Shangyuanzhou." ”

There was an "oh" sound.

When the news of Xu Nan's death came in his previous life, he couldn't accept it, and he read it countless times with the name book of Wendao sacrifice and martyrdom, and every name was still fresh in his memory.

A total of two people fell in Shangyuan Prefecture, and one of them was Gong Furui.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the stairwell, followed by the voices of Xu Nanzhi and Zhuang Lingxiu faintly.

“…… I have believed in your wickedness! Why did you destroy the boat and drag me to be beaten together?! ”

"No, I will live up to you in this life, and when I heal my injury, I will definitely spread the branches and leaves for your Xu family, and give birth to eight children all with your surname, ensuring that you will share the joy of family life with children and grandchildren when you are 100 years old."

"Get out."

Gong Furui was about to ask Su Han about his reputation, but when he saw that the young man who was waiting to grow up on the chair suddenly jumped down, the lotus-patterned plain robe flew like a cluster of flowers, and a smoke swept past, cheering and cheering to meet him.

"Senior brother."

As soon as Xu Nanyu walked down the steps, he was hit by a cold sound on his chest, grinding his teeth and glaring at Zhuang Lingxiu, and said coldly: "Xiao Xiao, don't pick the clouds, let's buy them all." ”

Zhuang Lingxiu: "......"

Su Hansheng looked up, and the afterglow fell on Xu Nan's cheeks, which were red, and his brows furrowed.

"Senior brother is injured?"

Xu Nan's face was blue, Zhuang Lingxiu was even more miserable, and there was some blood at the corner of his lips, but the two of them were solid, and the abrasions they suffered during the fight were heavier than this, so they didn't care much.

He said casually, "It's not a big deal—this thing in your hair is covered by clouds?" Look, it's not bad. ”

Su Hansheng still stared at Xu Nanzhi's injury.

A branch of the associated tree slowly spread on his shoulder, and his teeth and claws were entrenched around his neck.

Xu Nanzhi and Zhuang Lingxiu were the people of the year in the Wendao Palace, and after Gong Furui recognized it at a glance, she looked at Su Hansheng in surprise.

can call Xu Nan "senior brother" so intimately, plus he bought floating clouds to hide from the light......

There is only Ying Xuzong's rumored young monarch who has the poison of tarsal bones in his body.

Gong Furui couldn't distinguish the emotions in her eyes, and stepped forward to salute: "I've seen two senior brothers." ”

Zhuang Lingxiu looks like a warm and affectionate person to everyone, and he naturally remembers such a beauty as Gong Furui, and said with a gentle smile: "Senior Sister Gong is very polite, but you want to buy magic weapons when you come to Moti Zhai?" ”

Gong Furui said: "It's almost purchased, and it's just ......."

She just wanted to talk about Zhao and Ci, but Su Hansheng, who had been standing obediently beside Xu Nanzhi, suddenly raised her eyes to look at her.

Gong Furui was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "There is no major matter, Furui will leave first." ”

Zhuang Lingxiu said goodbye to her with a smile.

When Gong Furui walked to the threshold, the hem of her skirt bloomed like a peony and took a step, and the god glanced back at her.

Xiao Shaojun was tugging on Senior Brother Xu's sleeve, happily dragging him to look at the picked floating clouds, and his every move was harmless to humans and animals.

The young monarch of Ying Xuzong must not be something that Zhao Youci and others can provoke at will.

Gong Furui sighed silently and turned to leave.

***

Su Hansheng picked a bunch of floating clouds, Zhuang Lingxiu's lips twitched in distress, but seeing that Xiao Shaojun finally didn't have to hold the broken umbrella and swayed around, he pulled Xu Nan's sleeve and smiled like a flower, and instantly felt that this spirit stone was really worth it.

The three of them rushed to the school palace from other years.

Su Hansheng was accused of being a "Fu Er clan", and remembered that when he was on the building boat yesterday, Zhuang Lingxiu seemed to say that those people were also Fu Er clan.

"Senior brother?" Su Hansheng had doubts in his heart and asked, "Are the people of the Fuer tribe also afraid of light?" ”

Xu Nanyu: "Huh? "What do you want to do with this?" ”

"Shaojun asked, what's wrong?" Zhuang Lingxiu was like a loving mother, tolerant and gentle to solve the doubts of Su Hansheng, "The Fuer clan was a clan that obtained the holy relics of the Heavenly Dao thousands of years ago. ”

The holy relics are guarded in all directions of the mountains and protect the lives of the people.

But the holy relics of the Ke Er clan are born with evil seeds, and they will try in vain to destroy the Tower of Babel and destroy the Three Realms.

Heavenly Dao was furious, crushing the bones of the evil seed and scattering ashes, and all the relatives were sent to the Infernal Prison.

The evil race is very large, and there are thousands of tribes.

Heavenly mercy only gives the clan the soul of fear of light, and expels it to the kind of place that is not seen all the year round in the western Kuma.

There was an "oh" sound.

When he fell into the Infernal Prison, because there was no light in the eight thousand feet underground, he didn't know that the original Fuer tribe was afraid of light.

When Zhuang Lingxiu was in a hurry to solve his doubts, Xu Nanzhi had already bought a bunch of preserved fruit and was eating it with relish.

He stuffed a piece of preserved fruit into Su Hansheng's mouth, and said unconcernedly: "Don't care what the Fuer clan does, what you have to do during this time is to be obedient and don't get into trouble - even if you want to break in, you have to hold it back for me until I hear the Tao sacrifice, do you understand?" ”

Su Hansheng wrinkled his eyebrows: "Why?" ”

Zhuang Ling is happy.

Xiao Shaojun really plans to get into trouble just after entering school?

Xu Nan glared at him and immediately threatened to beat him.

Zhuang Lingxiu stopped him and explained gently: "The Wendao Sacrifice requires more than three students to enter the secret realm, and even if the Shaojun causes a small disaster—for example, if you scold a person on the street and be sued to the punishment hall, you will have nothing to do with the Wendao Sacrifice." ”

For the first time, when he heard that the Wendao Academy Palace needed three points, his eyes widened in surprise.

Xu Nan pulled his pigtails: "Remember? ”

The cold voice quietly tentative: "If I ......"

Xu Nanyu knew very well, and when he saw his virtue, he sneered: "Don't even think about it!" ”

"Shaojun hasn't said it yet, don't be so fierce." Zhuang Lingxiu smashed Xu Nan with one elbow and said gently, "What did Shaojun say?" ”

Xu Nanzhi always felt that Zhuang Lingxiu's dog was plotting against his junior brother, so he stretched out his arm to strangle Zhuang Lingxiu's neck and broke it to the side without waiting for Su Hansheng to speak, and said angrily: "He wants to ask, he doesn't get into trouble, and the associated tree will not deduct points if he gets into trouble." ”

Zhuang Lingxiu: "......"

Su Hansheng looked at him innocently.

Zhuang Lingxiu coughed dryly and said, "It's not very good, the Discipline Hall is strictly disciplined, no matter the reason, just care about the result." ”

The cold sound was completely wilted.

He originally wanted to wait for Xu Nanzhi to go to class on the second day, and secretly go to find Zhao Heci, but he was killed by Zhuang Lingxiu and Xu Nanzhi for a long time, so he had to reluctantly give up.

The early morning is cloudy and misty, I am afraid that there will be a heavy rain in the afternoon, and the cold sound is idle, thinking of the "saint" said by the black-clothed Yuanying, wearing a pecking needle, and planning to go to the Hongbao Zhai of the Taoist Palace to take a look.

There are very few descriptions of the Fuer tribe in Ying Xuzong, and perhaps there will be records about this clan in the First School Palace.

Floating clouds are really useful.

Su Hansheng didn't feel comfortable at first, and always felt that not holding an umbrella was like not wearing clothes, and it took a long time to finally adapt to the light floating clouds.

Hongbao Zhai is not far from Xu Nanzhi's residence, and it is reached through a rockery labyrinth.

The books about the Fuer clan were alone in a building, and Shu Hansheng took the disciple seal and went in smoothly.

In the middle of the building, the left picture and the right history, the accumulation of cases and boxes, the scrolls on the shelves are piled up, faintly yellow, and an ancient and decaying atmosphere is blowing in the face.

Su Hansheng looked at the year and was surprised to find that these were all books from thousands of years ago, and they all seemed to be related to spell formations.

He randomly selected a few books about the Fuer tribe, opened them and saw that it was dark.

The unique language and writing that the Fuer people seem to use, and they don't recognize any of the words on it, so they have to borrow a few copies at random, and go back to ask if Xu Nan recognizes it.

As soon as he came out of the building with a book, the companion tree on his shoulder suddenly moved slightly, and he said something in his ear.

"Zhao and the ......"

Su Hansheng wanted to be gentle and kind, and he didn't want to be unable to listen to the Taoist sacrifice because of an abusive word, and was about to leave with the scroll, but he heard a few angry rebukes faintly from the dense shaded bushes, which were very harsh.

“…… Mixed-blood, evil seeds, God has been merciful in allowing you to survive in the world, why don't you know how to be grateful? ”

The cold sound of footsteps paused.

Whisk?

Su Hansheng became interested, and pushed aside the dense forest and stepped forward.

Hearing that the realm of the Dao School Palace is vast, this should be the martial arts formation practiced by ordinary disciples, and when he looked over from the shade of the tree, he saw the arrogant and domineering Zhao Youci sneering and questioning the young man in front of him.

"The head of the Siming Hall is really interesting, how many talented and intelligent disciples in the Three Realms don't accept it, but instead ask for a vicious seed of the Fu Clan."

Opposite everyone, the face of the little boy dressed in black was covered with a black veil full of runes, and he vaguely saw a pair of dark eyes like a lone wolf staring directly at the person in front of him, and his voice was hoarse, as if he was injured.

"I've already explained to my senior brother that the head of the department urgently summoned me yesterday, so I couldn't translate this scroll for you in time."

Zhao Youci snorted and said: "You have received all the spirit stones, and now you told me that you can't translate them, don't you see that I am easy to dismiss?" ”

The young man of the Fuer clan pursed his lips, and the dead force hanging in his sleeve: "Senior brother only gave five spirit stones, and besides, this scroll can only be translated in January, and it is really impossible to ...... it in only two days."

Zhao Youci's face sank, and he raised his hand and waved.

Behind him, a few elders stepped forward, restrained the young man of the Fuer tribe in an instant, and escorted him to his knees.

Su Hansheng frowned slightly.

The young man of the Fuer tribe could not see his cultivation, and was forced to kneel, and the black veil covering his face struggled to reveal a corner, and the scorching sun poured on it, like poison, and immediately leached out of the burning wound.

Zhao Youci forcibly snatched the storage bag of the young man of the Fuer tribe, threw the low-grade spirit stones and a bunch of tattered stones on the ground, and flipped through it for a long time before he found a book with the fragrance of ink.

On the cover is written a beautiful little block - "Zhu You".

Zhao Youci casually looked at a few pages, hooked his lips and smiled: "Since that book can't be translated, this one is barely okay." ”

The young man of the Fuer clan froze, and immediately struggled to take it back: "Senior Brother Zhao, this is what Moti Zhai wants!" Hmm-"

Before he finished speaking, he punched him in the face according to his long follow, and a blood mark immediately flowed from the corner of his lips.

"Beggar Zhao, my patience is limited." Zhao Youci said condescendingly, "As long as you give me this book, you don't care about this matter, do you want to go to the Punishment Hall to distinguish with me?" ”

Half of the young man's face was covered with hideous scars, and his face changed when he heard this.

Su was stunned.

Begging Zhao?

Oh oh oh, this guy he remembers.

Begging Fu Zhao, a hybrid of the Fuer clan and a demon cultivator, he was raised by evil beasts since he was a child - this life experience almost accounts for the bloodline of the three types of Taoist cultivators who are disgusted, and naturally the life of cultivators everywhere is extremely difficult.

Stumbling and living to the age of seventeen is already an eye-opener for heaven.

Hearing that there is no class in the Taoist Academy, the deputy head of the academy met him when he was wandering, and saw that he had spiritual roots, and under pressure he put Qi Fu Zhao into the palace.

In order to repay the kindness of Zou Zhi, he often translated the books of the Fuer clan of Hongbao Zhai into the common language of the Three Realms.

But even so, there is a group of students in the school palace who are not used to looking down on the Fu Er clan, and they often bully and abuse him in various ways.

Zhao Youci is one of them.

Take a few spirit stones and send the beggar away, let the beggar Fu Zhao translate the obscure books for him, and beat and scold at every turn, if you lift the hem of the young man's clothes, you will definitely be able to see the hideous sunburn under him.

Qi Fuzhao's face was as white as paper, and he hesitated for a long time, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I hope Senior Brother will return the book to me." ”

He would rather offend Zhao Heci than offend the eccentric leaders of Motizhai.

Zhao Heci laughed angrily, and directly stepped forward to tear off the veil of Qi Fu Zhao, and said condescendingly and coldly: "Strip him naked and put him under the scorching sun, I will see how long he can still harden his mouth." ”

The dense forest blocked out the sun, and the pale face exposed by Qi Fu Zhao was only exposed by the speckled sunlight, and it burned like a fire.

"Ah——!h

No matter how ruthless Rao is begging Fu Zhao, he can't stand this kind of torture, and immediately screams and wants to cover his face.

The disciples on the side forcibly held down his hand and violently tore open his shirt, revealing his pale body scarred by the sun.

Begging Fu Zhao was covered in fire, screaming heartbreakingly, like a dying beast.

Several of his disciples looked at each other.

"Senior Brother Zhao...... Will there be a lot of death? ”

Zhao Youci laughed strangely: "The evil species of the Fuer tribe, who was careless and did not wear a veil to avoid light for a while, was turned into a skeleton powder by the sun, what does it have to do with me?" ”

He leaned down and grabbed Qi Fu Zhao's long hair, his eyes full of disgust: "It's the way of heaven that killed you." ”

Qi Fu Zhao was raised by wolves, and when he was dying, his eyes that were always hanging could no longer be hidden, and he looked directly at Zhao and Ci in the flames, all of them were fierce with murderous intent.

Su Hansheng tilted his head to look.

On the September Hearing Dao Sacrifice, Qi Fu Zhao was shocked, and was favored by Jian Zun because of his root bone Qijia, and was accepted as an inner disciple.

However, before the sound of the cold came to the Infernal Prison, it seemed that he heard that this son was gloomy, and after entering the demon, he deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestor, and cut the sword venerable to the top of the snow-capped mountain, stealing the sword sect and Taoism.

If you want to deceive your teacher and destroy your ancestors in the future, you will definitely not die here easily.

Su Hansheng listened to his senior brother's words, did not take the initiative to cause trouble, and when he turned around to leave, Zhao Youci, who had always turned his back to him, turned around sharply and said sharply: "What kind of person, sneaky." ”

Su Hansheng paused and looked back.

The newly purchased floating clouds covered his body with a mist-like veil of snow, and he looked like an immortal.

When Zhao Youci saw him, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he directly put down the begging Fu Zhao and stood up: "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be the stupid bone full of foul words yesterday." ”

He had already planned to find a time to take revenge on this person, but he didn't expect to take the initiative to send it to the door.

The senior brother told him not to cause trouble, and Su Hansheng thought that he had not rushed up to kill people, and he was patient enough, but he was caught off guard and scolded again, but he still obediently forcibly held back.

The book says that virtue is repaid.

Shu Hansheng settled down, bent his index finger and bit his knuckles, and smiled kindly at Zhao Heci with bent eyes.

- It's just that Shaojun has never tried to smirk at the person he wants to kill, so his eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and the corners of his lips are collapsed, which is inexplicably extremely perfunctory...... and sarcasm.

Zhao Youci sneered when he saw that he still dared to provoke himself.

"I suspect that this son is a spy of the Fuer clan, and he is in league with this shady star, so take off his floating clouds for me!"

The hat of "Gang Gang Traitor" is buttoned down, even if he goes to the Punishment Hall, he is considered a famous teacher, and he is not considered a private brawl.

Qi Fu Zhao was already out of breath, and he looked up at the front with a dying breath, only to see a snow-white shadow faintly.

Su Hansheng was not happy.

Obviously, he took a step back and prepared to do it after hearing the Dao sacrifice, why did this person still chase after him and rush to fight?

The disciple behind him pointed to where to fight, and immediately let go of Qi Fu Zhao, and in an instant, he came to the front of Su Hansheng, and leaned towards Su Hansheng's shoulder.

I was stunned for a moment, and the unreasonable grievance appeared in my heart again,

I just feel that the people of the three realms are working against him.

He just wants to be a junior disciple who doesn't let Xu Nan worry about it, why is it so difficult?

Zhao Heci put his hands around his arms, waiting for everyone to restrain him and tear off his floating clouds.

It's best to beat up this sweary dog before, so that even if it is found out that he is not a fanattic, but just a sick madman who loves women's makeup, he will have a reason to "investigate the spies" and avoid punishment when he arrives at the punishment hall.

After all, everyone will be punished for the Fuer tribe.

Zhao Youci seemed to have seen the tragic situation of Su Hansheng being beaten to death, and suddenly saw five or six people who went to catch Su Hansheng suddenly screamed, and the whole person flew out backwards.

Bang bang bang!

Fell around on all fours, oops,

Zhao Youci was stunned for a moment, and didn't react to what was happening for a while.

In the next moment, the branches on the wrist like a bracelet fell into the soil, turned into a companion tree in an instant, and spread into the surrounding dense forest with teeth and claws, firmly protecting the sound of the cold in an embracing posture.

The branches and vines are like living creatures, and they "look" at Zhao and Ci in unison like swimming snakes.

Zhao was stunned.

Before he could react, two thick dead branches suddenly volleyed into the air, and they couldn't stop it like a broken bamboo, and they slapped straight at his face.

Only two "pops" were heard around.

The withered branches opened the bow left and right and slapped Zhao Youci's face fiercely, even extending to the chin, and the two red marks twisted into a fork on the chin, and in an instant, the skin opened and the flesh bloomed, oozing hideous blood marks.

This rabbit made a move, and everyone present was stunned.

After three breaths, Zhao Youcicai was suddenly awakened by the sharp pain that hit his mind, and he covered his face and screamed.

"Ahh

"I've regressed, and I'm still smiling at you!"

Behind the sound of the cold sound, the shadow of the ghost withered vine with teeth and claws was shrouded, and the floating clouds moved with the wind, he seemed to be wronged, and there was a red floating at the end of his eyes, and he asked coldly.

“…… Why do you want to force me to make my brother angry? ”