With Ouyang's roar, a young man in a black suit walked out of the room holding a sword.

The young man was dressed in a black power suit, and his body was shrouded in a sword intent of slaughter, which made people feel intimidated just by looking at it.

A three-foot sword was held tightly by the young man in front of his chest, and the boyish aura was still a little disordered, but it had begun to stabilize.

The young man breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ouyang and nodded, and spit out a word stiffly: "Okay!" ”

Ouyang looked at this young man who flew off his roof with some pain, this young man was his second junior brother Leng Qingsong, and he was also the most headache in the entire mountain.

Name: Leng Qingsong (son of the plane)

Cultivation is: The Seven Realms of Yudan

Root bone: 10+1

Glamour: 10

Lucky: 10

Kendo qualification: 10+1

Exclusive Skill: I Am the Sword!

Evaluation: The son of the plane with a little bit of social phobia, the protagonist of heaven!

Every time he saw Leng Qingsong's attribute panel, Ouyang couldn't help but scold, damn, being born good is good!

Some people were born in Rome, and some people were born cows and horses!

It's really more popular than people!

But this is a cub raised by his own hands!

The scenes of that year are still vivid in Ouyang's eyes.

After getting the system by himself, he met Leng Qingsong, who was an orphan, and when he saw Leng Qingsong's panel attributes, Ouyang made a decision, and this orphan adopted himself!

Establishing a good relationship with the son of the plane early, but it is the foundation of being able to survive!

The five-year-old self took the three-year-old Leng Qingsong and wandered around.

until he met his master Hu Yun, crying and begging to accept his two as apprentices.

When I remembered when my master begged me:

In a farmland, five-year-old Ouyang and three-year-old Leng Qingsong are munching on sweet potatoes stolen from the field.

A Dao Master of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone landed in front of the two of them from the sky.

"Xiaoyou, you have a relationship with me, would you like to be my apprentice?"

The Taoist chief is the current master Hu Yun, and seeing Hu Yun falling from the sky, Ouyang subconsciously chose to refuse.

After all, he has awakened the system, and the cub he carries is still the son of the plane, what cats and dogs want to be their masters?

Hu Yun didn't expect Ouyang to refuse directly, and when Ouyang refused, Leng Qingsong subconsciously hid behind Ouyang and looked at Juan vigilantly.

"Please, let your brother be my apprentice!" Hu Yun said sincerely to Ouyang.

"Dao Chief, what about me?" Five-year-old Ouyang asked expectantly.

"I can make sure you're a rich man!" Hu Yun patted his chest and promised.

"I also want to cultivate immortals!" Ouyang immediately refused.

"It's better for you to be a rich man than your brother!" Hu Yun said with some reluctance.

"If you don't accept my brother, then I won't go either!" Leng Qingsong behind him said such a long sentence for the first time.

At that time, it was early autumn, when everything was ripening, and he and Leng Qingsong were accepted as apprentices by Hu Yun and officially embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

Since then, the two of them have been brought back to Qingyun Sect by Hu Yun until now.

And when he and Leng Qingsong came to Qingyun Sect, even the head of the sect was shocked.

It was naturally his little brother who shocked the master, after all, he was the protagonist, so shocking of his qualifications, even the head couldn't help but want to accept Leng Qingsong as an apprentice.

But Leng Qingsong still refused the invitation of the head of the house because of himself.

"Where my brother is, I'll be there!" Leng Qingsong hid behind Ouyang and said such a long sentence for the second time.

is worthy of being a cub of his own family, but he hurts himself!

Ouyang was pleased with this little brother with social phobia.

"Dusty jade! Dusty! The rejected head walked out of the small mountain in disappointment, and his master laughed proudly.

As soon as Ouyang came back to his senses, Leng Qingsong was already sitting at the table with his sword in his arms, and he suddenly devoured it after three days of not eating.

The sword intent around the body had not been completely withdrawn, and the sword aura of slaughter echoed throughout the small courtyard.

Hu Tutu's small body sitting at the other end of the table had already shaken into chaff, and Leng Qingsong's sense of oppression was too strong!

Compared to the third senior brother just now who gave himself the illusion that he didn't know when he would die, the person in front of him could kill himself completely casually!

Grandpa, is the world so dangerous? Tu me, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back alive!

Hu Tutu thought with a wail in his heart.

And Bai Feiyu next to him looked at Leng Qingsong sitting on the table with solemn eyes, but he was a teenager who gave himself such a big sense of oppression!

What a talent! It seems that I have to work harder!

Otherwise, wouldn't it be too ridiculous to be the reincarnation of an ancient sword immortal!

But Leng Qingsong didn't know what the two of them were thinking, looked at the three-eyed flowery chicken on the dinner table, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it.

Ouyang knocked on Leng Qingsong's hand stretched out to the last chicken leg with chopsticks, frowned and said, "Have you washed your hands?" Just serve the table and eat! ”

Leng Qingsong withdrew his hand and honestly washed his hands.

When Leng Qingsong came back, Ouyang looked at Hu Tutu, who was still sifting chaff, and comforted softly: "This is your second senior brother Leng Qingsong, and he is also my younger brother, don't look at him very fierce, in fact, he is unexpectedly gentle!" ”

Ouyang told the truth, although his younger brother who picked up gave people a sense of coldness that no one should enter, but Ouyang, who had been with him for so many years, knew that his little brother was just a little afraid of society.

Hu Tutu reluctantly smiled and signaled that he knew.

When he heard Ouyang's introduction, Leng Qingsong looked at Hu Tutu in surprise and spit out a word: "Fox!" ”

"What a paste, the stew is just right, eat yours!" Ouyang picked up the chicken leg and stuffed it into Leng Qingsong's mouth, blocking Leng Qingsong's mouth.

When the meal was finished, several people returned to their own rooms with their own thoughts.

Only Ouyang was left shouting at Leng Qingsong: "Get out!" Don't move the quilt here, find a place to sleep by yourself, and don't squeeze into a room with me! ”

And Hu Tutu was lying on his own bed with a sigh of relief, and what happened today completely exceeded his psychological expectations.

Tu Tu I, where the hell have I been!

Hu Tutu remembered that before he left, his grandfather said earnestly: "Child, you are an innate Dao body, others will definitely not be able to see your true body, so you must not tell others your identity, otherwise you will be killed!" ”

Tu Tu me, even a few senior brothers, can't tell me that I am a spirit fox!

Hu Tutu's delicate little face wrinkled into a bitter gourd, he came to Qingyun Sect to have a big deal to do, but after only one day here, he felt a sense of oppression from the human race.

It's just that any small mountain peak has such talents, and the Qingyun Sect and even the entire human race are not at all something that the demon clan can compete with!