"Woo one"

"Woo one"

As the ancient bell was struck, there was a melodious and distant sound, and all the disciples of the younger generation of the Taiqing Sect gathered on the main square of the sect, all of them were white-clothed and holding swords, heroic posture, and their faces were full of excitement, like a vigorous little poplar.

However, this does not include Jiang Yu.

He leaned on Yan Qing beside him a little cowardly, and bit his ear to the other party in a low voice: "Ziqing, you have to cover me when you try to do it." ”

The young man's warm breath sprayed on Yan Qing's ear, itchy, but Yan Qing did not avoid it.

Although the aura around him was still cold, the cold aura was only vaguely surrounded by Jiang Yu in a protective posture, and it did not invade, which was a gentleness that belonged to him alone.

Jiang Yu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions, after all, in the past three days, thanks to Yan Qing's help, he had barely learned a little self-defense, at least he could throw a few powerful fireballs, which in his opinion, he had established a revolutionary friendship with the other party.

In the last life, between men, which one was not hooked up?

But perhaps the two of them seemed too close when they were leaning together, which caused the other disciples to constantly look in this direction.

During the period, there was the sound of broken gossip from many female disciples.

"Hey, look over there, when did there be an extra pair of Taoist couples in the door?"

"I don't know, but if it's true, then I'm hopeless?"

"Hee-hee, which one do you have your eye on again?"

"What nonsense! I just think that little junior brother lying on his stomach is very handsome!"

Girls are always extraordinarily unabashed in their words at some point.

Jiang Yu was embarrassed to hear this, but at this time, Yan Qing suddenly turned his head, and the eyes of the two met in midair. He looked at Jiang Yu's reddened ears, and his tone was inexplicably a little unkind: "Do you like them to talk about you like this?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Qing seriously for the first time.

I saw the young man's eyes, nose, and mouth, all of which were considered upper, middle and upper, but for some reason, the facial features put together became a middle and lower posture, and it was a public face that could not be found in the crowd.

At this moment, Jiang Yu felt that he had the truth.

So he patted Yan Qing's shoulder and said seriously: "Don't worry, I won't leave you to take off the order first." ”

"Even if no girl has a crush on you now, you have to believe that you will always find true love in the vast sea of people. ”

Yanqing: "......" doesn't understand what you're talking about.

"Tsk, just like him, he doesn't even deserve to be a little white face!"

Suddenly, an arrogant and rude voice interjected, and a young man in a white robe and gold stripes walked out of the crowd.

The young man held a golden ball in his hand, the golden silk thread extended down the white collar, and a small golden sword was embroidered on his left chest, representing the identity of the other party's personal disciple.

As soon as Su Li appeared, the surrounding disciples all took a step back and looked at Jiang Yu and the others with a look of surprise.

How did these two juniors provoke this "little ancestor of the sect"?

Su Li is the only son of the elder in charge of punishment, born with a golden key in his mouth, and has always been spoiled lawless, but he holds that his father's duty is to supervise disciples, so he often pesters some of the brothers in the door who seem to be harmless and play side balls.

Now, the young man, whose face was still a little immature, was full of disdain, and he said in a prickly tone:

"I've never seen you before, why, it can't be through the back door, right?"