White clouds and dogs, everything on the mountain has come to an end, and the hustle and bustle of the sword mound under the mountain has gradually fallen silent.

The two sword lights escaped out of the sword mound before and after, crossed the void for thousands of miles, and went straight to the Yuyu Palace.

Wu Chen and Fang Jingqi stopped outside the palace gate, retracted the fairy sword, bowed to the calm young patriarch, and said in unison: "I've seen the patriarch." ”

The young patriarch basking in the sun nodded, got up and looked at Fang Jingqi, and asked, "Are you sure?"

Fang Jingqi smiled calmly, obviously in his chest, and the answer did not need to be said.

"Very good, prepare well, Xue Rou can't die in vain, this time we must catch them all!"

Nan Nuo sat on the strange stone at the top of the holy mountain, his sorrow dispersed into thousands of miles of flowing clouds, the green silk danced in the air, his apricot eyes were full of tears, staring at the magic city of Jidu under the mountain, his magnificent purple eyes lost all color, and the blank was palpitating.

Nan Li really couldn't stand Nan Nuo's gaze, and wandered in the mountain glade with his hands in his hands, to him, his daughter's dull dead eyes were more terrifying than the sword of the young ancestor.

"Nuo Nuo, Nuo Nuo, let's make a bet, you go to see the Terran, if he is angry with you because of this, you will break off with him, and you will not get along with him in old age, on the contrary, if the Terran is not angry with you, the father will never ask or interfere in the affairs of the two of you, what do you think?"

"The father laughed, the son is in the royal family, he can't help himself, and he is not worthy of pursuing his own happiness...... You can rest assured, Erchen has given up and will not go to the world to find him again, and he will never step out of this mountain half a step in the future, and his parents will decide the marriage!"

Nan Nuo whispered, the crimson dress faded and turned into a pale palace skirt, and a few tears rose in the wind and fell on Nan Li's face, full of bitter taste.

"Bastard, you're the princess of the demon race, what's the difference between this kind of behavior and those weak women of the human race?

"The heart is dead, how to live, what it is, what it becomes, does it matter?"

"You...... Fifteen years ago, in the battle for my father, Chen Yu was defeated in endless chaos and a sea of blood, how could he marry you? How could he not hate you?"

"The retainer retired. ”

Nan Nuo was committed to a salute, politely similar to the Manchu courtiers in the Golden Palace of the Demon Palace, Nan Li was angry and hateful, but he couldn't do anything.

His daughter has been stubborn since she was a child, if the demon next to her doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, then Nan Nuo will break through the south wall and don't look back.

"Nuo Nuo, it's my father's mistake, what do you say about this matter?"

Nan Nuo paused, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, he thought slightly, and said: "My father will not be wrong, but Erchen is not willing to let go, so according to my father's previous bet, if Luoyang will not abandon me, I hope that my father can be like a demon emperor and have no regrets." ”

"When did the Father lie to you?"

Nanli breathed a sigh of relief, and said it seriously, and the second half of the sentence "I will not let you know if I cheat" was buried deep in his heart, and he never revealed half a point.

"Okay, I'll prove it to you, the so-called strong person blames himself, my family Luoyang is a strong man, the first sword immortal in the future!"

The plain white dress turned red, and the Yiren burst into laughter, as bright as the sun, and her pretty face was slightly red, and her words were full of pride.

Nan Li raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but retort loudly, "When the strong are angry, they will ambush millions of corpses, and the old immortal of the Jade Emperor will move to Dragon City and besiege the Bai family, do you think Luoyang can be stronger than the Jade Emperor?"

"He's better than everyone else!" Nan Nuo replied in a loud voice, her voice was extremely firm, she couldn't be mistaken, and Luoyang wouldn't disappoint him.

Nan Li's palms behind him clenched tightly, holding back the anger in his heart, and sent Nan Nuo to Kunlun Mountain with a smile, turned around and changed his face, and scolded and went to the Heavenly Palace.

Angry, Nanli just wants to fight with the Jade Emperor now, and he can't even scare a little devil, and he is a waste.

Nan Yi sensed his father's terrifying momentum, swallowed and spat in private, seriously tied up his horse, held two copper pillars in his hands, and held them flat on his chest, without shaking at all.

The hair was lightly raised, the young tiger's eyes flashed with the flame of ambition, and he recalled every attack with Luoyang in his heart, the sword has been an enemy since ancient times, he has a double sword, Luoyang only has a single sword, and the next time they meet, he will inevitably beat Luoyang down.

Don't take my bias towards you as a capital for connivance?hehe, a person, what kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending to be this king?

The ripples of the void between the stacked greens quietly dissipated, Nan Nuo dodged into the canopy, looked down at the young and young people beside the mountain road and couldn't help but be stunned, the beggar's expression was really like Luoyang, the same ordinary, the same stubborn and unyielding.

"Tell me, thief, is this your brother or your son?"

The red skirt fluttered, Nan Nuo fell from the tree, and landed silently on the young man's side, tentatively pulling up Luoyang's palm, his purple eyes full of hope.

He said it resolutely, but in fact, Nan Nuo was not absolutely sure, people are not sages, who can never be angry with others? What's more, this disaster was caused by the demon clan, and it was Luoyang's senior sister who died......

"I want to take him as an apprentice, but I'm not qualified. ”

Holding Nannuo's little hand, Luoyang's heart was full of regret and nervousness, peeking at the moving side face from time to time, the nervous palms were sweaty, and there were worries of one kind or another in his heart.

Girls love to be clean, will sweaty palms be disliked by Nanno?

has just experienced a life-and-death battle, will the smell of sweat make her annoyed?

After being separated for a long time, but the realm is still stagnant, will it make her feel that I don't work hard and don't like it?

Seeing Luoyang holding his hand, Nan Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was peaceful, he looked at the little beggar carefully, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong with him, so he asked tentatively: "Little ghost, what is your name? Do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

"My name is Jiang Luo, is your sword as powerful as his? I want to become the strongest sword immortal!"

The beggar said softly, with a stubborn expression, as if he would turn around and leave without saying a word, even if this is Kunlun Immortal Gate.

Disciples choose teachers, and teachers choose disciples, which is also the principle of scholars.

Luoyang shrugged, smiled brightly, and didn't dare to inquire about apprenticeship, thought about it, and said softly to Jiang Luo: "You must be tired after walking so far, go over there to rest and rest, from now on, you will be my disciple of Kunlun Immortal Sect." ”

He didn't dare to accept this apprentice, and it was a good choice to leave it to the senior brothers.

Jiang Luo's eyes rolled, he threw away the wooden staff in his hand, knelt down, bowed to Luoyang three times and bowed nine times, and shouted continuously: "Master!"

Luoyang scratched the back of his head, glanced at Nannuo, smiled embarrassedly, reached out to help Jiang Luo, took out the Qiushui Sword and handed it to him, and said seriously: "Don't kill! Don't show mercy! Fight with the sword, die for the sword! Don't ask for the afterlife, stand in the present!"

"No killing, no mercy......"

Jiang Luo repeated softly, holding the Qiushui Sword with difficulty, with tears in his eyes, the past 36,000 miles of wandering, worth it!