Yi Xuefeng seemed to have a dream when he was in a daze, dreaming that he had returned to the carefree childhood in a trance.

The side peaks of Guihong Mountain are separated from the main peak by a natural moat, and are connected by a long suspension bridge. In the early morning, clouds and mist pass through the suspension bridge, just like a fairyland.

Yi Xuefeng grabbed Ning Yu's hand and stepped on his foot, not wanting to take another half step forward, her little face flushed with anger: "No, Xuefeng won't go!"

Ning Yuguan didn't care about him, anyway, his little resistance was not strong enough for a bag of rice, so he simply grabbed his slender wrist and walked up the suspension bridge.

Yi Xuefeng was staggered, seeing Ning Yu's still ruthless expression, she called him softly, "Senior Brother."

Ning Yu heard that his voice was full of tears, and stopped in a merciful manner, looking down at him: "Huh?"

Yi Xuefeng pointed at the suspension bridge with her little finger and said tremblingly, "That bridge is so high that it will fall down."

Ning Yu sneered: "I've been walking for so many years, why haven't I fallen off yet? Stop talking nonsense, you have to give me morning class today, don't you know how old you are this year?"

Yi Xuefeng snapped her fingers: "I'm only six years old."

Ning Yu raised his eyebrows: "Get rid of 'cai' for me."

Yi Xuefeng had no choice but to lower his head, and removed the "talent": "I am six years old."

He has been extremely weak and sickly in the past two years, Qiu Manxi spent a lot of energy to take care of his body a lot, even his small face has grown a little flesh, and it feels very good when pinched.

Ning Yu's parents are both mortals. His mother died early when he was a child, and that alcoholic father ignored him, sometimes punching and kicking him when he was drunk. It didn't matter whether he went to school or not. I don't know a single big character, and I can't even write my own name. I am very illiterate.

Ning Yu grew up in the market since he was a child, and he has grown up freely for more than ten years. In the small town over there, he has become a tyrant by fighting in gangs. Hooligans fighting.

It wasn't until he met Qiu Manxi and was taken to Guihong Mountain that he gradually restrained the bad nature he had raised since childhood, and tried his best to make himself the gentle, courteous and thrifty gentleman that Qiu Manxi hoped for.

But at that time, Ning Yu, who was always thinking about where it would hurt more to beat someone, didn't even know what "gentle, courteous, courteous and conciliatory" meant. He could only release his murderous aura with a sullen face and eyes.

After going back and forth like this for several years, he finally lost his ruffian-like temperament in the market, but even if he put on a layer of camouflage, the inferiority in his bones still showed from time to time, which was very hateful.

Probably because he was not well-educated when he was young, Ning Yu was very keen on taking morning classes.

Being able to punch the disciples of the side peaks and kick the elders of the main peak in the whole Guihong Mountain, it can be said that he did all kinds of evil, but nothing could stop him from attending the morning class.

Gui Hongshan Yiba, who is keen on morning classes, looks at Yi Xuefeng indifferently, trying to scare off his junior brother and make him listen to him.

"Didn't you say you would be obedient?" Ning Yu said, "You won't listen to me now?"

Yi Xuefeng struggled for a moment and looked at him pitifully.

There were two spots of bright red cinnabar on the center of his brows, making his face even paler.

Before he was dragged out by Ning Yu for morning class this morning, Qiu Manxi carefully gave him some cinnabar on the center of his brow with a cinnabar inkstone.

It's just that Qiu Manxi drank the wine all night yesterday, and woke up in the morning with a splitting headache, and her hand holding the cinnabar pen was shaking slightly.

At the first click, Qiu Manxi was stunned, said "Yeah", and said, "Is it crooked?"

Yi Xuefeng grabbed Qiu Manxi's sleeves, sat on a high stool shaking her short legs, and said "Well" in a daze.

Qiu Manxi rolled up his sleeves and deftly shook the pot: "It's you who pulled the sleeves of the teacher, and I ordered it crookedly. Don't move any more. I'll order another one for you."

Yi Xuefeng was very obedient, immediately put down her sleeves obediently, raised her head slightly and looked at her master with admiration.

Seeing his clear eyes, Qiu Manxi felt a little guilty, coughed dryly, and felt his conscience put down his trembling hands, and invited Ning Yu, who was waiting impatiently outside, to come and rescue him.

Once the cinnabar is applied, it can't be washed off until the crown is reached. Seeing Yi Xuefeng's ghostly look, Ning Yu glared at Qiu Manxi.

Qiu Manxi immediately smiled flatteringly at him, and offered the cinnabar pen with both hands.

As expected of a young man holding a sword, Ning Yu's hand was as steady as a rock, and he quickly tapped it with a cinnabar pen, right in the middle - although there were two very strange spots of cinnabar, it was much better than before.

Yi Xuefeng hurriedly jumped off the stool and looked for the mirror: "Mirror, mirror, mirror!"

Qiu Manxi made a quick decision and removed all the mirrors in the room, coaxing him: "Go to morning class first, don't look for mirrors."

Yi Xuefeng didn't know why, she bit her finger and asked him, "Does it look good?"

Qiu Manxi said: "It's pretty, it's unbelievably pretty, my little disciple looks good no matter what."

Yi Xuefeng nodded happily when she heard the words.

What Qiu Manxi didn't know was that his unintentional perfunctory words directly led to Yi Xuefeng's strange aesthetics when he grew up, so that countless people would always use "that blind person" whenever they mentioned Yi Xuefeng. "Little Beauty" to start.

Yi Xuefeng didn't have the self-awareness of her shockingly ugly outfit, but was very confident: "Anyway, my master said that I look good no matter what."

After lighting the cinnabar, Qiu Manxi dragged him to mutter a lot of formulas for enlightening wisdom at the boundary marker of the mountain gate, before Yi Xuefeng was forcibly dragged by Ning Yu to the main peak for morning class.

For a child who hadn't seen much of the world, the suspension bridge covered in clouds and fog was the scariest thing he had ever seen, no matter what Ning Yu said, he refused to leave.

Ning Yu threatened him: "If you don't leave, I will throw you down."

Yi Xuefeng covered his ears and squatted on the ground, whispered: "I can't hear, Xuefeng can't hear what senior brother is saying."

Ning Yu: "..."

Yi Xuefeng had been tossing around by the suspension bridge for half an hour, and seeing the morning class was about to start, Ning Yu couldn't take it anymore.

He stepped forward, grabbed Yi Xuefeng's waist with one hand, clamped him around his waist, and strode up towards the suspension bridge.

Yi Xuefeng hurriedly called him: "Senior brother! Senior brother!"

The suspension bridge was too long, and as soon as Ning Yu stepped on it, the entire suspension bridge wobbled. The strong wind and clouds swept past the two of them, and Yi Xuefeng was trembling with fear.

Ning Yu didn't have the slightest fear, and walked very steadily, feeling Yi Xuefeng's body shaking strongly on his wrist, a little afraid that he would shake himself off, so he said, "Cover your eyes if you're afraid."

Yi Xuefeng quickly raised her small hand to cover her eyes.

After a while, Ning Yu crossed the long suspension bridge and put Yi Xuefeng on the ground.

Yi Xuefeng was top-heavy and almost fell to the ground. He staggered and hugged Ning Yu's leg, looking up at him with tears in his eyes.

Ning Yu sneered: "Are you afraid?"

He thought to himself that this is not good for children, and they will be scared to cry when they do anything stupid.

Yi Xuefeng reached out to him for a hug, her eyes sparkled: "Brother! It's fun, I have to walk again."

Ning Yu: "..."

This child is different.

Not far away, the morning bell in Guihong Mountain had already sounded faintly. Ning Yu's face sank, and he hugged Yi Xuefeng in his arms. With a little tiptoe, his body rushed out like an arrow off the string, but it was time for morning class in a blink of an eye. Shouzhitang.

Before the morning classes started, the Shouzhi Hall was already filled with disciples from other sects, talking in groups of three or four.

Ning Yu put Yi Xuefeng on the ground, and walked towards Shouzhitang without squinting.

Yi Xuefeng had stayed in Guihong Mountain for two years and had never seen so many people. He followed Ning Yu timidly, and walked slowly forward, pulling at the hem of his clothes.

The half door of Shouzhi Hall is open, and anyone who is not a fat ball can come here easily, but the young Ning Yu never wants to walk properly, probably because he feels that his momentum cannot be contained by the half door, so he simply lifts his foot Kicked open the other half of the door and walked in swaggeringly.

He made too much noise, Shouzhitang was quiet for a moment, and everyone's eyes were on him.

Ning Yu has done many hateful things, and everyone may have gotten used to it. After glancing at him, their eyes moved down again, and finally fell on the little hand holding the hem of his clothes.

When everyone finally confirmed that the bastard surnamed Ning was following someone, the whole school immediately erupted. They all stood on tiptoes and glanced behind Ning Yu, wanting to see who dared to get so close to the big devil and who hadn't been caught yet. throw out.

"Hey, can you see it? Why can you only see one hand? Ning Mo's head is too tight to block it. Look, there are dimples on that fat hand."

"I heard that Uncle Qiu took in a young apprentice a few years ago, and he has never been out of the mountain gate because of his frailty and illness. Could it be him?"

"Little brother! We have a little brother!"

"..."

The crowd yelled so loudly that Yi Xuefeng was so frightened that he hid behind Ning Yu.

Ning Yu didn't bother to care about this group of useless brothers who like to knead dumplings, so he took Yi Xuefeng's hand and walked towards his seat.

When he moved like this, Yi Xuefeng's thin body was directly exposed to everyone's eyes.

There are many sword cultivators on Guihong Mountain, and all of them are rough men who sweat like rain and wield swords every day, and they usually enter Guihong Mountain after they are ten years old. After all these years, it is the first time that Guihong Mountain has such a young man. younger brother.

Yi Xuefeng is small and soft, with a little baby fat face that looks extremely easy to pinch, and is completely different from Ning Motou.

All the senior brothers are rippling.

When Ning Yu first entered Guihong Mountain, he was still a half-grown boy. He had suffered so much and was extremely thin, but his eyes were as terrifying as a beast.

At that time, all the senior brothers didn't care about the boy's eyes, thinking that he was not used to it in a strange place, so they were on guard everywhere, and they all sighed, "What a pitiful boy".

In less than half a month, the entire Guihongshan seniors were beaten up by this "poor child".

Ning Yu sat on the stone platform in the martial arts arena, with one foot on the stone pillar, sitting in a proper rogue posture, looking at them carelessly, with a childish face full of sarcasm, he spat, and said :"waste."

The brothers were furious.

Qiu Manxi shouted at him from a distance: "Disciple! Don't spit! Put your feet down!"

Ning Yu was very impatient, but he still forcibly put his feet down and stood upright reluctantly.

So many years have passed, and the seniors who left a psychological shadow still can't forget the contemptuous and disdainful look that that bastard looked at them.

But now seeing Yi Xuefeng, a group of rough swordsmen reverted to their old ways again, and sighed, "What a pitiable child."

It's just that Yi Xuefeng is really well-behaved, he timidly followed Ning Yu back, and some senior brothers waved at him, although he was afraid, he would still smile and bend his eyes at them, very well-bred.

Everyone had never seen such a well-behaved child, and they held their chests and gasped.

Ning Yu took Yi Xuefeng to his seat with a sullen face, and sat on the stool with his clothes pulled up without saying a word, waiting for the morning class.

Yi Xuefeng didn't notice his displeasure, took out a few brand new books from the small cloth bag that Qiu Manxi sewed for him behind his back, put them on the table, and climbed up on the stool.

He was already thin and weak. Although he was six years old, he was not as tall as Ning Yu's thigh. He tried his best to climb up for a long time but failed to climb up.

The seniors who watched him secretly were almost melted when they saw his actions, and some people wanted to step forward to help him, but they were scared back by Ning Yu's fierce stare.

Everyone in Gui Hongshan felt that this son was stubborn and rebellious by nature, and that he would definitely go to cultivating demons in the future, so they secretly called him Ning Motou in private.

The disciple who was scared off by Motou Ning sat back on his seat bitterly, tilted his head to watch Yi Xuefeng climb up the stool with his legs still persevering.

The sharp contrast between Ning Yu's ferocity and the cuteness of the little junior brother made everyone's dislike of Ning Yu even higher.

The little junior struggled for a long time and finally climbed onto the stool. It was the first time for him to attend morning class, and everything he saw felt fresh. After a while, he lost his timidity just now, and looked around curiously.

The young man sitting behind him leaned on the table and poked Yi Xuefeng's shoulder cautiously.

Yi Xuefeng looked back, that young man was handsome, with a tear mole in his eye, his chin resting on his forearm, and he was smiling at him with his eyes bent.

Yi Xuefeng was still a little afraid of strangers, and instinctively wanted to lean towards Ning Yu.

The boy with a tear mole opened his hand to poke him. Inside was a piece of candy wrapped in oil paper, and whispered: "Give the candy to my junior brother."

Yi Xuefeng looked at him blankly, while Ning Yu frowned and flipped through the book, not looking in his direction.

The tear mole boy urged in a low voice: "Go on, don't talk to Ning Motou."

Yi Xuefeng didn't know who Ning Motou was. He hadn't eaten candy yet, so he bit his finger and looked at it for a long time before turning around and pulling Ning Yu's sleeve with his head raised: "Senior brother."

Ning Yu bowed his head: "What's wrong?"

Yi Xuefeng pointed to the candy in the boy's hand behind him, and said, "Candy, can I eat it?"

Ning Yu looked back, and the boy with the tear mole almost stood up from his eyes, and immediately withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and didn't dare to talk to Yi Xuefeng again.

Ning Yu asked: "Do you want to eat?"

Yi Xuefeng nodded honestly.

Ning Yu turned around, put one foot on Yi Xuefeng's stool, put his hand on his knee, and knocked on the table of the boy with tear mole, and said coldly: "Tang, take it out."

juvenile:"……"

Everyone: "..."

The boy dared not speak out, so he put the candy on the table angrily.

He was willing to give the candy to Yi Xuefeng, but if Ning Yu forced him to take out the candy, he wished he could throw the candy out and not give it to him.

A piece of candy was placed on the table, but Ning Yu Meifeng didn't move. He knocked on the table again, and the candy jumped twice due to his movement.

The boy was very angry: "I gave it to you!"

Ning Yu said: "I said give me all the candy."

Everyone: "..."

The author has something to say: Yi Xiaofeng: Brother, no matter how much you like sweets, you can’t steal them from others!

Ning Yu:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Who the hell loves candy? ? ? ?

Compared with when he was a child, Ning Laogou is much more mature now.

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