The Villain Has Something to Say

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After many years of disappearance, Jiezi is still wearing a black suit, but his behavior has matured a lot.

When Luo gradually came to Qi Mingfeng, he honestly performed a ceremony and shouted a respectful master. When I saw it, it was very strange to make Luo gradually clear. He looked up and down the four younger brothers who had never been able to adjust. Finally, he smiled and said: "Why, have you been reprimanded by Guangling Zibo, so today is so smooth?" ”

Jie Zi’s face was black, and his mouth was pumping. He said with no anger: “Where Master has reprimanded me today.”

Luo gradually raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Jie Zixuan spread his hand: "He is abusing me every day, okay?"

Luo gradually cleared: "..."

The two said as they walked toward the home of Jiezi. There are nearly a hundred disciples in the Mingmeng Fengmen, and there are dozens of disciples in the inner door. Many teachers and sisters on the way have asked the two to say good deeds. When they came to Jiezi’s residence, Luo gradually cleared the matter.

Five years ago, when Li Xiuchen came back from Ruyan Valley, Guanglingzi Zunzi personally summoned him.

Although Guanglingzi Zunzi does not understand why this kid with no roots and four layers of refining can actually get so many flames, but this does not prevent Li Xiuchen from growing his face for Taihua Mountain, and also giving him Guanglingzi long. face. So regardless of the temper of Jiezi, Guanglingzi's sages swung a large sleeve, which brought Li Xiuchen back to the inner door from the outside disciple, and also reprimanded him.

"You are their brother, how can you treat your younger brother? I have ordered the elder Wang to heal your brother and sister. When his body is restored, it is up to you to teach him to practice. Did you hear it?"

Jiezi wants to cry without tears.

Fortunately, Li Xiuchen does not like to solve the problem, so he rarely goes to find a solution. Otherwise, Luo gradually clears that there is no doubt that his four masters will be forced to be mad by Li Xichen sooner or later, and even want to make this kid a thousand.

Jiezi said: "Senior brother, I really don't want to understand, I don't want to understand! I have never seen a monk in the world, I have no roots, and I can still practice refining in just seven years. Nine floors! He is about to build a base. Brother! Is this reasonable? This is totally unreasonable! I was at the age of his foundation and I have not broken through the medium term. He actually wants to build a foundation!"

Luo gradually cleared his face and said with a big heart: "Teacher, maybe we are really wrong. He is a wizard who has seen it for thousands of years. Even if he has no bones, he can also enjoy the aura of heaven and earth and cultivate very quickly?"

Jie Ziwei: "..."

After a while, let's go down and whisper, whispered: "Sister, since the last sect, you seem to have changed this Li Xichen. I thought you were like me, I don't like this kind of opportunism, only With luck, not a down-to-earth kid, it seems... you don't think so."

After listening to this, Luo gradually cleared his footsteps and suddenly stopped looking at him.

I saw Luo gradually smile, the black hair fluttering in the wind, the sound is gentle, but the words are like the hellish cold: "Teacher, where are you from, I am arrogant, arrogant, arrogant A long, arrogant and stupid boy, is there a little bit of affection?"

Jiezi stunned for a while, and after a long while, he slammed his stomach and laughed.

After learning about the house of the son, Luo gradually said a little about his own things in recent years, and took a pass with Mo Qiu. Xie Zikai gently decapitated, and also explained the things of Taihuashan in the past few years when Luo gradually disappeared. In the end, he suddenly curiously asked: "Senior brother, should you not ask the second brother for such a thing?" He is more familiar with the house of Taihua Mountain than I am. You ask him, he must know everything and say nothing."

Luo gradually cleared the fingers of the teacup and paused. Then he smiled and said: "The second division is not busy with cultivation, so I came to you."

Jie Ziwei: "...Senior brother, in fact, I am also very busy practicing."

Luo gradually laughed and said nothing.

When Luo gradually cleared, Jie Zhezhen solemnly said: "A year and a half later, the Zongmen Dabi, Li Xichen may not break through the refining period, then he may have to obtain the nine-layer repair of his refining. The first raise. Brother, I am so upset when I think about this."

Luo gradually cleared his face and said: "Teacher, the amount is bigger, bigger."

Jie Ziyu said nothing, said: "Well, I will not take care of this inexplicable guy. I will talk about the little sister's thing. Brother, the younger sister likes you for so many years, she is not you, if it is true later I can't be a mess with you... I can't imagine what it would be like."

Luo gradually gradually smiled on his face. For a long time, he sighed and said: "I will go to the younger sister and talk to her again."

The two said goodbye to Yan Mingfeng.

Luo gradually cleared and did not stop. He flew straight to Qingfeng Peak. Qinglan Peak is mainly based on alchemy. There are many female disciples on the mountain gate. When Luo Qingqing just arrived at Qingyi Peak, a female disciple said with pleasure, "The master is coming, our sisters are sure to be in a good mood today, and they will tell the sister."

Luo gradually cleared the helpless smile.

But for a long time, Mu Tianxin, who was in a red dress, ran over.

Just a face-to-face, without saying anything, Mu Tianxin directly put a few jade bottles into the arms of Luo gradually clear, complaining: "Master, you have been too hurried three months ago, I just gave you After taking the medicine, I heard from Master saying that you have already returned to Yufeng. Your injury is not bad. These medicinal herbs were refined in my few months. Although there is no master and elders refining, but It can also help you to regulate your body. You are planning to send it to you in two days."

When I came to Qingfeng Peak last time, it was too hasty. At that time, Luo gradually cleared and eager to have a clear relationship with Xuan Lingzi, so he did not talk much with Mu Tianxin. This time, he looked down at his sister and suddenly found out that I don’t know when, this **** that always likes to tie the hair into two bundles puts the hair down.

Three thousand blue silks are shaking due to the wind, and the sunset setting sun shines on the bright and radiant face. It is really beautiful and beautiful. No one can deny that in the seven sons of Taihua, Mu Tianxin is the little goddess of many teachers and brothers in Taihua Mountain.

Although Mu Tianxin's character is hot, some are arrogant, but compared with the cold three-sister Wei Qiongyin, these are the cuteness of the little girl, so many disciples are tempted.

At this time in my life, Luo gradually cleared his little sister.

The younger sister retired for ten years, and for a whole ten years, she entered the retreat from the early Jindan and went out to the middle of Jindan.

When Mu Tianxin came out, she never crossed the red dress. She wore a black robes all day, and she didn’t have much smile on her face, and she gradually separated from Luo Qingqing. It was not until after Li Xiuchen was rescued twice, Mu Tianxin officially contacted Li Xiuchen, but he did not laugh as much as he used to.

It seems that Luo’s eyes are clear, and Mu Tian’s fingers climbed onto his hair, constantly fiddling to conceal his instigating mood. She whispered: "The four brothers said that the girls still have to be gentle, so that more men like them, maybe... Masters, you also like this type of girl."

"No." Luo gradually cleared the smile. He reached out and took out two small and delicate streamers.

When these two hair bands appeared in the air, they suddenly took away the color of the haze, and burst into a crystal clear light, so that Mu Tianxin took the time to win the past.

Just taking things over, Mu Tianxin realized that it was wrong, and quickly rushed back to Luo Qingqing’s hands: "Senior brother, I just... I accidentally grabbed it, I am not such a wayward person."

Luo gradually cleared but smiled: "My little sister, even if it is self-willed, others must bear, not allowed to have a little word."

As he spoke, Luo gradually cleared his steps and walked behind Mu Tianxin, and rolled up the blue silk she put down. He gently put the black hair on his palm, combed it thinly, and then tied the streamer ribbon. One side, and the other side, Luo gradually clear the hand is unfortunate, but this hair band is too magnificent, lining the heavens and the heart is gorgeous, dazzling.

Mu Tianxin touched the two hair bands and couldn’t help but say: "Brothers... Do you really like me?"

Luo gradually cleared his smile and seriously said: "You will always be my sister."

Mu Tianxin’s body suddenly became stiff.

This time, she heard the firmness of the unwillingness to shake from the words of Luo Qingqing. She barely dared to look up at the other person's expression, but heard a gentle laughter sounding softly. The voice was as clear as the past few decades. She heard Luo gradually clear: "Sister, this Once, I have to tell you that I really have someone I like, and...he likes me too. I like it is a very torturous thing, I used to think like you, I like him is mine. Things, if he doesn't want to accept it, then I will continue my love, even if this likes to make me fly away, I still like it."

Mu Tianxin pinched the hair band.

Luo gradually said: "Sister, you make me not want to lie, it hurts your heart. But for me, if I don't want to break your thoughts, give you a little hope, then that It really hurts your heart, and I am no longer qualified to be your brother."

Mu Tianxin lowered his head a few more points.

Luo gradually said: "So today, Shimei, I want to tell you, I like you, I have received it, but this life, I am not destined to be your good person. The life of a mortal is only a hundred years old, and the life of the cultivator is long. People are exhausted, I can be your brother, you can hold your hand for a while, but I will not hold you forever."

Between the peaks, the hurricane blew, stirring the waves of the sea.

After a long time, I only listened to Mu Tianxin’s voice and asked hoarsely: "What kind of person is she, this time you met... is it outside? Does she look good? Is she gentler than me? Not more than me... care more about you than I do?"

Luo gradually sighed and said that he was misunderstood, but he did not point out, but replied: "I think, he doesn't have you to look good, he doesn't have you to be gentle, but he cares about me very much. I am very concerned about me. My sister is the best and most beautiful red flower on the hills of Taihua. No man in the world can deceive her. If there is, we have the life of the man in Taihua Mountain."

Mu Tianxin lowered his head and silenced for a long time. His shoulders shook slightly. Luo gradually kept looking down at him, his eyes were gentle and tolerant.

After a while, Mu Tianxin suddenly burst into tears. She suddenly stepped forward and hugged Luo gradually. She held it tightly and held it tightly, as if to remember this hug and the temperature. Not willing to let go.

Luo gradually cleared her and felt that her shoulders were getting wet.

Such a screaming crying on the entire Qingfeng Mountain Road, the heart is very high, very concerned about the image of the younger sister is no longer in charge of the disciples next to her eyes, she cried and screamed, crying as if to release the past forty For many years of love, I want to stream all my love with tears.

When the sun went down, Mu Tianxin’s crying slowly slowed down. She loosened Luo’s body and said with a dumb voice: “Brother, this is the first time and the last time... you kiss one Kiss me, okay?"

Said, Mu Tianxin raised a little face with pears and rain, his eyes had already cried into red peaches, a pitiful look.

However, in the face of this rare and fragile younger sister, Luo gradually cleared his head and smiled. "Sister, I like him, I won't kiss you, because you are my sister, and I already have it." he."

When the words fell, they listened to Mu Tianxin’s snoring and raised his chin. He did not care to say: “Oh, this is right, this is my master. The woman is so happy, mad at me. If she wants to marry me in Taihua Mountain, she must first pass the level of my enthusiasm! Brother, I will tell you, if you want to marry that person, I will give you a big gift for you, but The premise of giving gifts is... she wants to beat me!"

Luo gradually sighed and said a word, jokingly said: "You are sure... really want him to beat you?"

Mu Tianxin sighed and said: "That is! Who am I? I am Qingfengfeng Mutianxin! If she dares to move me a hair, I let my master beat her!"

After the two said a few more words, Mu Tianxin proudly raised his small chin and turned and left. In addition to the tears that were not cleaned, the beautiful and glamorous face, except for the red eyes, everything else is undoubtedly the same as usual. She is still the proud and beautiful peak of the Qing Dynasty.

However, when Mu Tianxin went to the end of the mountain road, she suddenly stopped her footsteps and did not look back. She only asked the voice weakly: "Brothers, we went to the beasts of the Beast Peak 35 years ago to play together." On that day, we had to forget the time, the sky was dark, and the monsters were picking up. At that time you held me, let me not be afraid, said that it would protect me for a lifetime. Brother... Do you remember?"

Luo gradually cleared his throat and whispered: "I remember."

Mu Tianxin's back is a stiff.

Luo gradually closed his eyes and said helplessly: "Sister, that's all the jokes of children, you... don't take it seriously."

Mu Tianxin stood at the end of the mountain road for a long time, then suddenly pointed to the ground and flew away. She was like a burning fire in the same group, quickly broke into the green woods of the green hills, and walked very decisively. There was no hesitation in the slightest, and it disappeared in front of Luo Qingqing.

Some things must be broken early, and long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Gazing at the blue-green peaks of the green sky for a long time, Luo gradually sighed and turned and left.

There is still more than a year of Zongmen’s comparison between the seven peak disciples. He has previously challenged Xuan Lingzi and said that he would lose if he lost. However, at that time, Xuan Lingzi was probably fainted, but he did not expect that he was already in the Yuan Ying period. In the entire generation of disciples, only Luo gradually cleared a Yuan Ying period, and unless someone challenges, he is the first to deserve it.

However, even at this moment, Luo gradually stood in front of the younger generation of the Taihua Mountain, and even became one of the top geniuses of the entire Xuantian continent, but his goal has always been more than that.

His goal has always been to surpass that person. That person is a sacred period, then he will become a sacred period!

From the Qingyifeng flight back to Yuxifeng, Luo gradually clears how to cultivate in the next year, and then waits until the last few months to go to Wanshiling, to exercise his practical ability, and to steal one. Some opportunities. However, he has not completely planned all of this. As soon as he raised his head, he saw his bamboo house that suddenly became a ruin.

Luo gradually cleared: "..."

Look to the left first, then look to the right.

Well, no mistake, it’s right here.

So, this pile of broken bamboo broke the wood... Is it really the bamboo house he has lived for for decades? !

Luo gradually stepped on the front of Chiang Mai, picked it up and picked up a piece of broken bamboo and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, it was shattered by spiritual power. In fact, there is no need to observe at all, Luo gradually guess can guess, the entire Xuantian continent, in addition to the terrible demon statue and the magical demon of the Magic Palace, who else can crush him next to the eyelids of Xuan Lingzi Bamboo house?

The demon statue tears up the contract and comes out? No.

Demon statue left the Magic Road Palace and sneaked to Taihua Mountain to find death? No.

Who else can that be? Probably the master who was provoked by him for many days.

Luo gradually cleared his lips and got up and patted his robes. The white-green robes danced in the wind, and the beautiful and beautiful monks calmly walked to the side of the bamboo house. The slender and exquisite phoenixes hang down slightly. Luo gradually cleared his hand and said calmly: "Master, apprentice The house is gone, I don’t know where to rest tonight."

There is no movement in the bamboo house.

Luo gradually became not discouraged, and said: "Master, there are only you, my teacher and the teacher on the peak of Yuxi. Today, I went to a lot of places, and I exchanged a lot of things in the door with the four teachers. Yan Feng talked with Xiao Shimei, and now she is exhausted. Please ask Master to open the door and let the children take a rest."

The bamboo leaves sway gently, and there is still no echo.

Upon seeing it, Luo gradually cleared his face and shouted: "Master, the disciples don't know what the evil person is. They dare to be the first monk in the world, the elders of the Taihua Mountain, and the bamboo house of the disciples! This is In the face of my Taihua Mountain, this is playing Master's face! How can you tolerate such evil behavior? Master, the disciple will catch the wicked person, bring him to you, and bring him... ”

"Stop." The cold voice suddenly sounded, and the voice seemed calm and indifferent, but how to hear how to have a kind of gnashing, just listen to the mysterious voice, and say one word at a time: "Luo gradually clear, when are you? Become so...so rude!"

Luo gradually couldn't help but laugh.

Since his birth, his master has grown up in this cold and unmanned jade peak like him. If he said that he had gradually kept his ceremonies in his life and was regarded as a model by countless younger brothers and sisters, then the mysterious spirit was gradually set a role model by him, and all his things were learned from this person.

Because I wanted to get close to this person, I couldn't help but imitate him and wanted to be closer to him.

So you see, this person has already been so mad, even though he still can't find a word to marry him, he can only say that he is rude.

In the past, before he broke into the magic road and suffered many years of pursuit, Luo gradually cleared that he could become what he is now. But from the moment he was expelled from the division, the perfect Taihuashan master died, even now, he is only wearing a perfect mask, his heart is no longer as uninformed as ever. Things, indifferent without traces.

He has desires, he wants to get a higher level of cultivation; he wants to kill Li Xiuchen, he wants to win the heavens.

He wants to get that person!

In fact, in addition to a lot of magic repairs will always kill innocent, Luo gradually clear the envy of the magic. The sorcerers are temperamental, arrogant, do what they want to do, and where they need to be like these so-called righteous monks, always take so many things to bind themselves.

And in this life, he wanted to wear the perfect mask forever, but the world is always unsatisfactory.

This person is still standing on the top of the jade peak, not the dusty sage, but he is no longer the first singer of the Taihua Mountain.

After standing in front of the bamboo house for a long time, I did not get a response. Luo gradually sighed softly and said: "Master, the disciples understand."

When the voice fell, Luo gradually turned and walked away, and began to personally pick up the broken bamboo and broken wood on the ground. He cut bamboo in the bamboo forest. He made a bamboo house for himself. When the morning sun rose, the bamboo house was completed again.

Looking at this bamboo house, Luo gradually cleared his thoughts and could not help but return to more than 30 years ago.

Before he was ten years old, he never moved into this bamboo house, he has been living with that person. At that time, Luo gradually cleared the valley, and every day, disciples sent the rice from the mountain. The mysterious son of the mysterious spirit would eat with him. At the table, Luo gradually cleared and never spoke, and even a little voice was not issued, because his elegant and elegant Master was like this.

After using the breakfast, it is a whole day of cultivation. Xuan Lingzi sat on the bamboo couch and practiced on the bamboo couch. The little Luo gradually sat next to him. After all, the child is so determined. At the age of six, Luo gradually fell asleep from time to time. When he woke up, he fell down between the legs of Xuan Lingzi. In a blink of an eye, Master’s beautiful face.

At that time, Luo gradually cleared his mind and wanted to touch the hair of the man who had fallen down in front of him. Then the mysterious spirit would sigh and helplessly: "Get rid of it, let go."

If Luo gradually clears it, the Xuan Lingzi will not say anything.

In the evening, Xuan Lingzi could have meditated and practiced, but Luo gradually cleared but had to rest. I don't know which day, when Luo gradually cleared the legs of Xuan Lingzi countless times, and made an unsatisfied mutter, Xuan Lingzi picked up the child who was carving the jade and slumbered with the clothes.

Since then, Luo gradually cleared into the arms of Xuan Lingzi every day, and found the most comfortable place to sleep.

In the small and cold bamboo house, the mentor and the companion both sleep and sleep. This sleep is four years.

At the age of ten, Xuan Lingzi’s sleeves made a bamboo house for Luo Qingqing, and he lived in it since then, and he devoted himself to cultivation. At that time, Luo gradually cleared the five layers of refining, but it was still a child's heart. He had to leave his favorite master at once. He was naturally unhappy.

So that night, he sneaked into the room of Xuan Lingzi and wanted to get into the warm embrace again.

Waiting for him is the ruthless sleeves of Xuan Lingzi, Luo gradually sitting on the ground, just listening to the mysterious voice: "For the commander, you live in the bamboo house, devote yourself to cultivation. Gradually, you are not When I heard the words of the teacher, I still have no respect for myself, but dare to violate the teacher’s life?"

Under the moonlight, Xuan Lingzi's face is indifferent and his eyes are severe.

I rarely saw the indifferent appearance of Xuan Lingzi. The little Luo gradually became scared. I couldn’t even say a word. Later, Xuan Lingzi sighed helplessly and hugged him. The bed, while holding him into his arms, whispered: "Only this time, the next is not an example. Gradually clear... sleep."

After that, Luo gradually cleared up and never went back. He was really scared by the stern spirit.

At this moment, standing in front of this new bamboo house, those memories all came up. Luo gradually read for a long time, and finally could not help but said: "Master, this house is too new, I am not suitable for a moment. Since the house has been changed, is there still ... only once, the opportunity is not an example?"

No one answered.

Luo gradually cleared the eyebrows between the eyebrows and gently flashed the blue light. He did not say more, directly took out the frost floating sword, turned and went to the bamboo forest, began to practice the sword. A cold and fierce sword light forms a virtual shadow. In the green bamboo forest, the white monk constantly dances, like a ghost, every move is like dancing, drawing a perfect arc in the air.

Before Luo gradually cleared the sword, the bamboo leaves would shake silently; he would start with the sword and the ground would be dusty.

The frost floating sword was thrown in the air and kept spinning. Luo gradually cleared his hand and began to print his hand. When the fingerprint was formed, his finger was a little, and the fingerprint was embedded on the frosted sword to form a horrible and savage sword.

Jianguang masterpiece, radiant, but when Jianguang is about to flood the entire bamboo forest, it suddenly blew down. Jianguang countered, forced to gradually clear, but at this moment, a golden sword pierced the space, a move in the sword light that shot to Luo gradually clear, crushed it.

Luo gradually cleared his chest, and the defeat of the sword recruited him to make his blood stagnant. He hurriedly turned back and said, "Master!"

However, looking back, I saw the bamboo forest that was empty.

Luo gradually shook his head helplessly, and picked up the frost-fighting sword that fell on the ground, and returned to his bamboo house. He officially began to retreat and practice. In addition to trying to break through the realm, he also tried to consolidate his cultivation, refine his spiritual power, and try to cross the realm to make the sword.

On the peak of Yuxi, the two bamboo houses were simple and plain, and both the master and the teacher were closed. No one went out.

Within a year, Jiezi had come three times, Zuo Yunmo had come twice, and Mu Tianxin and others had come once again, and they did not get the answer from the teacher and the teacher. Probably guessing that the other party is retreating, everyone will have no choice but to leave. When the Zongmen Dabi is about to begin four months ago, Luo gradually clears his eyes and flashes an eye.

At this moment, in the Ming Dynasty, an ordinary disciple of ordinary looks also packed up his bags, intending to go out in front of Zongmen Dabi to find opportunities and improve their strength. And he naturally did not know, in the not far from the Yufeng Peak, Luo gradually cleared the front of the bed, looked at the direction of Yan Mingfeng deeply, whispered: "Time is about to come, it is going out."

That person