"Master, are you alright?"

Ye Fanyin walked to Ye Lingxing's side and said with concern.

Ye Lingxing waved his hand and shot a burst of energy, shattering the broken arm on the ground into powder in an instant, and said in a cold voice: "It's okay to be a teacher...... Hmph! Bird Feng is still running so fast, but he has a broken arm, and he will have to see how many layers of his strength can be left in the future. ”

Ye Fanyin proposed: "Master, do you want to catch up now." ”

Ye Lingxing shook his head lightly and said, "No, just now the bird seal burned essence blood, I'm afraid that he has already fled away at this moment, don't worry, everything can come slowly, there will always be a time when he will die." ”

Ye Fanyin asked, "Master, that person just now, is it ......?"

Ye Lingxing said lightly: "That's right, he is a flower picker." ”

Ye Fanyin said with a little surprise: "Picking flowers and sparrows! is the person who attacked and killed the head of the five states to hunt for dry rain, but wasn't he rounded up and killed by the imperial court, how can he still be alive." ”

"It won't be wrong, people won't be wrong, but what happened back then was a little wrong, this matter must have involved some people in the government, after all, the famous Kyushu Dry Rain Hunt back then was not a simple person. ”

"I've also met him a few times, and he acts steadily, how can he be planted in the hands of Bird Feng, he is not qualified enough. ”

Ye Fanyin suddenly said: "You mean ......"

Ye Lingxing shook his head and said, "It's not for us to meddle in this matter, just understand it in your heart." ”

looked at the small temple in the distance, with some confusion in his eyes, and an unknown emotion mixed in it, and said slowly: "Besides, now that your junior sister is there, you still need to see it again." ”

Ye Fanyin bit her red lip before she said: "Master, why don't you let me go to this kind of thing, although her skills are not weak, this is only the first time she has done this kind of thing." ”

Ye Lingxing said undeniably: "It is precisely because it is the first time to make a move, so there is no flaw, besides, he has seen you in Yan Jiuzhuang, and if you go like this, it will inevitably make people feel deliberate." ”

Seeing that he was still going to say something, Ye Lingxing frowned slightly, and snorted: "Also, do you think that you are still the same you used to be...... Alas, I got the news that the little monk had recently come down from the mountain. ”

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Ye Sanyin just wanted to justify, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, her face couldn't help but change slightly, and it became a little unnatural.

At this moment, Ye Fanyin couldn't help but have a figure in his mind, but it was a monk, a monk who was angry, recalling the first time he saw that day.

On that day, the sky was high and the clouds were light.

That mountain is full of greenery.

With bursts of fragrant wind, dressed in red, Tingting curls, coming from the only ramp on the mountain, it seems that a fairy stepping on the clouds and falling into the world.

On the other side of the trail, plain clothes and white robes, handsome little monks, out of the dust, walked slowly, straight to the mountain.

The red and white robes met, and at the same time stopped and stopped, looking at each other in the air.

Silent film

At the moment, the red robe spread lightly with the wind, stepping forward, and the white robe retreated.

The red robe took three more steps, and the white robe also took three steps back.

Ye Fanyin twisted the waist of the thin willow, smiled charmingly, as if there were thousands of flowers blooming, soft and charming: "Little monk, do you see, is the slave family beautiful?"

The monk looked away unnaturally, but he couldn't help but sneak a few glances, swallowed his saliva, and folded his hands and said: "Nature is beautiful, monks don't lie, and the little monk has never seen someone more beautiful than a girl." ”

Ye Fanyin pursed her lips and smiled, intoxicating, and exhaled like a land: "Your little monk's mouth is very sweet, then I'll ask you again, ...... Tempting?"

The monk thought for a while, nodded honestly and said: "The little monk has not practiced enough, and he has not yet reached the point where he has no seven emotions and six desires. ”

Ye Fanyin bent down the slender willow waist, the beautiful face approached the monk, the eyes were covered with a layer of fog, I saw pity, and said with some grievances: "Then why do you still have to ruthlessly avoid the slave family?

I saw that the monk pursed his lips, hung down his bare head sadly, his face was complicated, but he sighed very seriously: "Alas, the girl is talented and beautiful, and the little monk is shallow, so it is naturally difficult to be blushing, but ...... Compared with the beautiful and moving, the little monk is really ...... I'm even more afraid of death!"

............

Every time I think of this, Ye Fanyin can't help but be annoyed, what a monk who doesn't know how to be funny, hum, fake serious.

In the days that followed, Ye Fanyin couldn't help but wonder what kind of person this monk was, saying that he was impure in six roots, but he strictly kept the precepts.

But he is not rigid, not bound by etiquette, and has a feeling of great freedom, but in the eyes of Ye Fanyin, he is a wandering corpse, a fake and serious flower monk.

Ye Tingxing saw the expression of his apprentice, and sighed in his heart, life is also ruined, flashy world, some things have to rely on themselves after all.

Thinking about it, I looked at the small temple again, as if I saw the person and the sword through the stone wall, and my thoughts couldn't help but drift farther.

Through the starry eyes of the years, the brilliance is in an instant......

For a long time, only a faint sigh remained.

............

After a simple treatment, the woman in red was no longer in serious trouble, although there was no major problem in the first place.

Nan Tianyi looked at the woman in red and was silent in thought.

Everything that happened today is a bit too coincidental.

There was even a little inexplicable feeling, and the flower picker at the beginning, listening to what he said at the beginning, seemed to be waiting for the woman in red.

There may be many coincidences in this world, but there will never be several coincidences in one place, on the same day, if there is this fortune, Nan Tianyi should doubt whether he is the protagonist in the script.

This woman in red is also very good, although she is not

The most holy product, but it is also between the ** products, this is not derogatory, you must know that the woman in red looks like she is only in her twenties, and she has such cultivation at such an age, which can be regarded as a genius.

Since Nantian came out of the mountain, the people who have dealt with him are the top ones in the rivers and lakes, whether it is in Luoshui City or since the north enters the rivers and lakes, they have encountered the top masters.

Don't look at the people who fight with Nan Tianyi, either holy products or half-step celestials, but this is by no means to say that such masters are cheap.

In the whole world, there are only dozens of half-step heavenly realms with names and surnames, just listening to this number, some people may also think that there are a lot.

But these people include Dahua, Northern Yuan, and the grassland tribes, in this world, there are more than 10 million warriors, among these tens of millions of people, these dozens of people are standing at the pinnacle.

In the rivers and lakes, most of the sects have a few first-class martial artists, even if it is a large force, and ninety percent of the holy martial artists are over forty years old, and the sects with holy masters can already dominate the Quartet.

And those forces with a half-step heaven and human realm are all top-notch, you must know that even a big force like the Tsing Yi League, there were only two people in the past, Xiao Baiyi and Xiang Hengsha.

Therefore, it is by no means that there are masters everywhere, but that there are no weak people in Nantianyi.

Thinking of this, Nan Tianyi involuntarily touched his chest, feeling that there was still a faint pain in it, and his breath would be disturbed every time he exercised.

Even at this time, Nan Tianyi could still think of Qin Chong's knife in his mind, even if Nan Tianyi took it later, it would still hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred, and his strength at this moment was probably less than seventy.

However, after seeing the battle of Li Xingkong and others again, Nan Tianyi gained a lot from it, whether it was Li Xingkong's fist, or Xiao Baiyi, Yu Gushan and others' knives, they all gave Nan Tianyi great inspiration.

They all have their own martial arts and their own intentions, but Nan Tianyi himself is somewhat limited to the master's sword intent, and he has been unable to break through that threshold for a long time.

There are no two identical snowflakes in the world, even if Nan Tianyi uses his master's swordsmanship well, it is not his own swordsmanship, and it is even more difficult to have his own supreme sword intent.

Nan Tianyi understood that he lacked the precipitation of the sword dao competition, and only in the endless battle could he push himself to the extreme, sublimate, and be refined into steel, and the sword needed to be sharpened.

In this way, Nan Tianyi looked at the woman in red, but his thoughts had already flown away, and he didn't know where he had drifted to.

On the side, Shen Luo'er saw that Nantian had been staring at the woman in red, she felt a little surprised, pursed her lips, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Big brother, it's not good for you to stare at others like this!"

Nan Tianyi didn't pay too much attention, still stunned, just nodded and responded: "Hmm!"

Shen Luo'er's eyelids jumped slightly, rolled her eyes widely, and turned her head away angrily.

Nantian was unconscious, still in deep thought......