The first mortal in fairyland

Ren Qinghuan and Xie Xiaoyu looked at each other like two strangers.

The Wanziqianhong Grotto, also known as the Demon Cave, is the backing of Jinghua Valley in the fairy world. Even if Xie Xiaoyu did not show up when Yan Zun tried his sword, the Demon Cave would never be able to get rid of the relationship. There was a battle, and the collar of Ren Qinghuan's coat was made of fox fur, and Xie Xiaoyu's fox tail hung under the collar.

This was a very arrogant provocation, but Xie Xiaoyu pretended not to know him.

It can only be said that Xie Xiaoyu is worthy of being a demon fox.

He was too much of a fake.

If it wasn't for Aruna's advance notice, Ren Qinghuan would not have guessed that the owner of the demon cave would actually make a special trip to the world, and even had his tail nailed off with an arrow.

After all, people in the fairy world should look down on the world like Ye Qingzhou.

For example, even though they heard in advance that there would be an ambush in the sword test, the Ye family only sent one Ye Ruowei, but Yaoku went to a White Ape Sword Immortal, a Xie Xiaozhu who went to battle in person, and even a Xie Xiaoyu, When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

But why?

What are they drawing?What is there in the world?

Ren Qinghuan didn't know what would be worth their sudden re-introduction of disputes in the world that had been peaceful for a long time, what would be worth their crimes.

There was tension between him and Xie Xiaoyu.

Fang Qingyuan was very worried.

"This brother..." Fang Qingyuan didn't introduce Xie Xiaoyu much. After all, the style of the demon cave is not the right way in the fairy world, so he just walked towards Ren Qinghuan worriedly, asked him to borrow two steps, and said in a low voice, "Come here today." The people who will compete for the cup have already been decided, so it might be inappropriate to add them in temporarily, why don't I let you know earlier next time?"

Ren Qinghuan couldn't help giving him a high look.

Fang Qingyuan didn't know him, and he didn't even know his name. Of course, there was only one purpose for saying this: to give him a step up.

Everyone in the audience could see it, and many people were laughing.

Especially the group of people standing upstream, who are the closest to them, and those who can't hear clearly in the distance are still guessing. People who can get Fang Qingyuan's attention are probably not ordinary people, but those who are close, let them talk about the content of their conversation. I can hear you clearly.

"Silly boy, you don't even want your life for the sake of face."

"Xie Xiaoyu counts pennies and pennies, even if he leaves now, he will definitely die."

"Why does he look familiar to me... Hey, did he come to try Ling half a year ago, and tried three times?"

With Ren Qinghuan's hearing ability, he can recognize which word comes from which person without listening carefully, and even remember that the four words "Don't die" have appeared countless times, but he didn't take a word to heart.

In the past, it was a lie to say that you didn't care.

Because there are people I like and the life I want, I will naturally feel a little inferior and sad like ordinary people.

But now, he didn't have the energy to discern the truth of this relationship, so he naturally put these words behind him.

Fang Qingyuan was not as open-minded as he was.

"It's better than this." Fang Qingyuan also put forward a compromise opinion, took out a piece of talisman paper and handed it to him, "You can take my token and wait for me in the tower of death first. After the cup competition is over, I will go to you How about discussing with you in the Tower of Death?"

Fang Qingyuan tried to dissuade him again and again, just because he didn't want him, an unknown person, to die in vain. He not only gave him face, but also gave him a place to go, in case Xie Xiaoyu would secretly attack him.

Ren Qinghuan was very moved, and then rejected him.

"I know there are so many strong people here," Ren Qinghuan took out the unsheathed Xishui sword, "but when it comes to grabbing things, I'm pretty good at it. Even if I'm no match, I'm sure I can get away."

When Fang Qingyuan saw the stream, he was shocked at first, but then he stopped trying to dissuade him.

This time, the two young masters who were originally standing upstream of the stream came down.

The one in the red coat with a white cloak is Ye Qingzhou, and the one in the white coat with an ice-blue crocodile is Lian Liang.

"Young master Ren," Ye Qingzhou said first, "You should return the sword that Hehuanzong borrowed from my Ye family."

Ren Qinghuan glanced at him.

Fang Qingyuan: "You all know each other???"

If Duan Yingzhi hadn't told her, Ren Qinghuan would have thought that Yun Xiangrong had obtained the sword, and would still be a little guilty.

It's a pity that now, he just responded calmly: "I heard that there is a sword in the fairy world. It was made from the first level. The sword body is inlaid with a mirror, and the hilt is engraved with the original handwriting of the God of War. It is called the gentleman's sword. You can choose the master yourself. The stream is one of them, so since Mr. Ye said that the stream belongs to you, why don't you ask if it recognizes you?"

Of course Xi Shuijian didn't recognize him.

Ye Qingzhou only said that the sword belonged to Ye's family, not his. Ren Qinghuan secretly changed the concept, but he couldn't refute it.

Does he have to say to himself: No, the Xishui sword has been kept in my house for many years, but he didn't recognize me?

"Hehe," Ye Qingzhou said in embarrassment, "Mr. Ren's words are unreasonable. Maybe you are from the world and have only heard the legends of the fairy world, so you don't know the inside story! The gentleman's sword selection is just a story of the fairy world coaxing children to practice swords That's all."

He aimed to ridicule Ren Qinghuan from the world, but it aroused the dissatisfaction of many gray-clothed people present.

The first level is the backing of the former Xia League. Their people are simple and plain, wearing dusty civilian clothes.

On the front of Xishui's sword hilt is engraved "I am here", and on the back is "Exercise my talents", which was written by a legendary god of war. She also created the first level. Unfortunately, in these years, the first level has been repeated There has never been a second Martial God, as Ye Zhiwei said to Jing Dan before, he has long since fallen.

But the person responsible for guarding the boundary marker of Lingtai is the first level. Although the place is cleared, the people of the first level are also mixed with the crowd, and there are quite a lot of them.

"It's not a story that a gentleman's sword will give birth to a sword spirit..."

"Ha, Mr. Ye is a businessman. He doesn't use a sword. How can he be recognized by the sword?"

"With the heart of Mr. Ye and the heart of a gentleman, the Ye family will really think that our first level does not exist?"

These dissatisfied remarks made Ye Qingzhou feel noisy.

But the dignified Young Master Ye doesn't take the words of these little people to heart, he thinks more about: What about Lian Ruo?

Ye Qingzhou can accept the sword if it is not returned, but people can't live without it!

Some time ago, Ye Zhiwei went back to Ye’s house and told him that Lian Ruo had already got the sword, but because it happened to be on the day of the full moon, the poison took effect, so he was afraid that Ren Qinghuan would see the flaw, so he ran away with the sword first, and waited. If Lian Ruo endured the poison, he would come back to him with a sword.

But now there are no swords, and no people!

Ye Qingzhou was not afraid of Lian Ruo's escape, because the poison he gave Lian Ruo was a strong aphrodisiac, and the toxicity was unresolved by anyone. The first attack was painful, and the person he used to test the properties of the drug was in the second attack. He bit his tongue and killed himself.

So if Lian Ruo didn't die, he would definitely find a way to come back.

But what if Lian Ruo died?

Ye Qingzhou keenly noticed that a small piece of Xishui sword was broken.

Could it be that Ren Qinghuan and Lian Ruo turned against each other...

No, not very likely.

Ye Qingzhou quickly came to a terrible conclusion:

Lian Ruo didn't want to die by his lover's sword, did he?

It doesn't matter if the sword is broken, the important thing is that as long as Lian Ruo is alive, he can be used as medicine from head to toe, and he can be diligent in both cultivation, and Ye Qingzhou wants to transform into a god, but Lian Ruo is just a foot in the door!

Isn't Lian Ruo afraid?

Will he burn this mortal he loves to nothing?

Or does he feel that he does, does not, does?

Ye Qingzhou once again recalled the humiliation of being put on the neck with a sword when he was in Hehuanzong, and clenched his fists.

"Do you remember that legend?"

In the crowd, people from the first level are still whispering.

"A mortal once killed a god with a stream sword..."

"Young people may not remember it anymore, but the older generation often say that as long as the martial arts are strong enough, Junzijian will recognize ordinary people as masters."

"But in the legend, the one who kills God is a mortal, but he is also a disciple of the God of War. What kind of sect is this Mr. Ren? He is just a nobody, right?"

"I remember him. I talked to him when he tried his spirit three times before. He seems to be from the world... the Hehuan sect?"

"? Acacia Sect??"

"No wonder you look like this..."

Ye Qingzhou was even more upset.

"Oh--"

Lian Liang suddenly turned around, as if he had heard some joke.

He clapped his hands with a sudden realization and laughed, "I said before, why is Mr. Ren's surname so familiar? It turns out that you are the Mr. Ren who was in line for three times at the Lingtai Examination and never had a fairy fate every time!"

It's not something very famous.

Lian Liang must have heard it from others just now, but he wanted to say this, and laughed exaggeratedly: "Young Master Ren of the Hehuan Sect, you said you are very good at grabbing things, are you good at grabbing popularity, or Will you grab the hydrangea?"

Several attendants around burst into laughter.

It's not funny either.

Ren Qinghuan looked at Lian Liang coldly, without saying a word.

"Hey," Ye Qingzhou stopped Lianliang pretending to be magnanimous as before, and said, "Young master Ren came to the fairyland for the first time, and he doesn't know the dangers of the fairyland. We need to treat him well, don't you think so, Xiaoyu? ?”

Since ancient times, there has been a conflict between immortals and demons. Most of the demon cultivators are demon cultivators, while half of the Danxiu and Yinxiu cultivators are medical cultivators.

But once the enemy is the same, Ye Qingzhou doesn't mind teaming up with Xie Xiaoyu.

"Hehe," Xie Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and smiled seductively, "It really deserves a special treat. I like a handsome gentleman like Mr. Ren the most. He is really rare in the world. In the past, Fang Qingyuan was in the fairy world, and Ren Qinghuan was in the human world. Today, he is both clean in the fairy world! It's just right."

The surrounding audience said one after another: "It's still a fox with a mouth that can talk!"

"Shuangqing in the fairy world, there is such a meaning..."

"What kind of character is a ghost Taoist, how can he be used to be juxtaposed with a mortal?"

"But only in terms of appearance, it's true. I originally thought that if Fang Qingyuan's stunning beauty is not half-human, half-ghost, he must be half-god. How could I expect to see a living person with this appearance this time! "

Ye Qingzhou is also a good-looking person, and he likes boys more than girls. Although Xie Xiaoyu promised to help him, but Xie Xiaoyu, a young fox demon with good looks, strength and status, praised Ren Qinghuan like this, and never gave it to him. Ye Qingzhou felt very uncomfortable when he made such an evaluation.

Ren Qinghuan was completely different from what he thought. He only closed his eyes slowly, and when he raised his eyes, he showed a look of indifference, which instantly angered Ye Qingzhou.

"Would you like to add some bonuses?" He asked, "Since you want to treat me well."

Ye Qingzhou gritted his teeth and asked, "what do you want?"

"I want you to kneel down and apologize." Ren Qinghuan thought for a while, completely ignoring Ye Qingzhou's eyes, and said lightly, "You were a little rude when you left the island last time, why don't you just go in the direction of Hehuanzong and give my master Kowtow three times, how about it?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-0114:49:09~2021-01-0223:02:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Yan Zibai 4; the exam must be passed! , 1 Heting; thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yayale; 5 bottles as yesterday; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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Qing Huan (holding grudges): Bullying my junior sister, you are doomed!

Question: Qing Huan, do you still remember the question of whether the junior sister is male or female?

Qing Huan (dementia): I can't hear what you said.

Xie Xiaoyu: Do you think that I will be like the villain at the beginning, arrange the second-level minions to clean up the first-level male protagonist, and be promoted to the second-level by the male protagonist, and then send the third-level minions to continue to help you level up?Hahaha, Grandma!I'll kill them directly with two 99-level ones!

Qing Huan (scratching her head): I started at level [-].

Grabbing popularity is just playing dice, this Qing Huan also knows how to play it in the future (I guess it can make my uncle cry)