I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Yi Xuefeng endured the humiliation: "Thank you, Master Jian."

Only then did Sword Master mercifully let go of his hand.

Qie Yun still didn't move Jian Guang away, he pinched the sword with one hand and stretched out the other hand towards Yi Xuefeng, saying: "Come to me."

Yi Xuefeng gathered up the clothes that almost reached his ankles, turned his head to look at Ning Yu, and then walked quickly to Qie Yun's side.

Surrounded by the sword light of Qieyun, he even had time to raise his hand to put on the hood for Yi Xuefeng to cover the torrential rain from the sky.

"Why did you come out?" Qie Yun said, "I was going back soon."

Yi Xuefeng took a look at Qiu Jiangxing, and said to Qieyun: "He is my master's new disciple."

Qieyun frowned, for some reason, he was even more unhappy to see the upcoming autumn.

"Not to snatch him?"

Yi Xuefeng nodded.

Qie Yun let out a dissatisfied "tsk", but he did not disobey Yi Xuefeng's words.

He let go of Jue's hand, and the white sword light that filled the sky suddenly turned into white mist and dissipated in the air, and the sword light that restrained the two sword cultivators also returned to Qieyun's heart and disappeared.

Seeing that Qie Yun withdrew his sword light, Qiu Jiangxing thought he didn't dare to provoke Ning Yu, and suddenly became even more proud. He landed lightly from the spirit beast's back and was about to go to Ning Yu's side, but Ning Yu turned around just go.

Qiu Jiang was taken aback for a moment: "Brother Ning?"

Ning Yu's footsteps stopped, and the hands hanging in the sleeves trembled slightly. He tilted his head slightly, looked at the young man not far away, his magic eyes suddenly appeared, and he uttered every word like ice.

"Don't call me brother."

Qiu Jiangxing was almost scared back by his cold eyes.

After Ning Yu said this indifferently, he took another look at Yi Xuefeng who was talking to Qieyun, turned around and left.

Until Ning Yu left, Qiu Jiangxing still felt the chill spread from the soles of his feet to all the meridians of his body, making him shiver unconsciously.

Ning Yu was very quiet in front of Qiu Manxi, and sometimes he could sit beside the drunk Qiu Manxi for a whole day, and he was never as cruel as the rumors from the outside world—except when he bumped into his master stealing wine and drinking. In addition to being so gloomy that he almost dripped water, Qiu Jiangxing still thinks that his senior brother has a good temper.

Qiu Jiangxing often played in the Qiumanxi courtyard, met Ning Yu many times, and thought he was very easy to get along with, but he didn't expect to encounter such a hard nail when he spoke for the first time.

Qiu Jiangxing was secretly humiliating, when suddenly there was a wanton laugh from the side.

Ye Fangcao: "Hahaha, where are you backing?! Come on, I thought Ning Jianzun was here to help you, but I didn't expect that he just came to save our little fairy. Autumn is coming, so keep going crazy! "

Autumn is about to go: "..."

Qiu Jiangxing didn't know whether he was angry or wronged, his eyes were red.

Jiang Jiwang fell from the tree, patted Ye Fangcao on the head helplessly, and said, "Shut up."

Ye Fangcao obediently shut her mouth, but her eyes were still flaunting provocations towards General Qiu.

The two sword cultivators who were restrained by Qie Yun had already stood up, staring at Qie Yun with a bit of anger.

The sword cultivator that Yi Xuefeng had seen before held his sword tremblingly, stared at Qieyun who was acting coquettishly towards Yi Xuefeng, lowered his voice and said coldly: "A mere sword spirit..."

What he said behind was so low that people couldn't hear him clearly, but he also knew that it was not a pleasant sentence.

Yi Xuefeng froze when he heard the first four words, brushed Qieyun away, turned his head and looked at him.

People who have the talent of sword repair are often proud and arrogant, coupled with their young and vigorous age, their cultivation base can be regarded as the best among geniuses among their peers, and they have not suffered many decent setbacks , so when he was beaten into such a ghostly appearance by an unmanned sword spirit, the boy instinctively felt humiliated and refused to admit defeat.

Qie Yun has heard too many words like this, and he no longer cares much about it. He was worried that Yi Xuefeng would get cold in the rain, so he urged him to leave: "Let's go back and find someone else to rob it. It seems that Manhuang has also come. Let's 'grab him'."

Yi Xuefeng turned his eyes back, glanced at Qieyun with a smile, stretched out his hand towards him, and said, "Sword scabbard."

The scabbard flew over and landed on his palm. Seeing Yi Xuefeng smiling but with cold eyes, Qie Yun knew exactly what he wanted to do.

He sighed in his heart, but he also knew that Yi Xuefeng's temper did not stop him, and his figure flashed into his true form, and Yi Xuefeng put it in the scabbard.

With Qieyun guarding them, General Qiu knew that they would not get any benefits if they fought again, so he greeted the others: "Leave quickly and make a long-term plan."

Yi Xuefeng laughed lightly, and said, "You can leave, but he has to stay."

Everyone was stunned, and they saw Yi Xuefeng tearing off his loose robe and throwing it aside, his long hair fell on his left shoulder, his long body was standing tall and holding a sword, and he was looking indifferently at Jianxiu who had just spoken.

Qiu Jiangxing frowned.

Yi Xuefeng held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, as if he didn't know how to hold a sword. He was slender, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, so after saying this sentence, the young swordsman sneered .

"You want to fight me with a sword?"

Yi Xuefeng smiled: "No, I don't use a sword either, don't you look down on sword spirits?"

The young sword cultivator sneered even louder: "I think you don't know how to use a sword. It's a big joke that the majestic little fairy of Huaichuan, the son of sword cultivator Lin Fan, can't hold a sword."

Yi Xuefeng didn't get angry, but looked at him with a half-smile.

And Jiang Jiwang and Qiu Jiang, who were screaming and screaming after being beaten by him with their scabbards, put their hands behind their waists at the same time, feeling a dull pain in the back of their hands reflexively.

Although Qiu Jiangxing didn't like this new sword cultivator, he couldn't even remember his name, but now they are forming an alliance, and they are brothers from the same school, so he didn't intend to let him humiliate himself, so he hurriedly said: "Don't fight with him, He can sword!"

Jian Xiu and another young sword repair boy looked at each other, and the boy shook his head, indicating that Yi Xuefeng really doesn't know how to use swords.

Yi Xuefeng didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, he just wanted to teach the young man with his eyes above his head a lesson, and let him know what it means to know what it means to have someone beyond others.

Knowing that Yi Xuefeng really doesn't know how to hold a sword, the young sword cultivator held the sword and said, "Come on."

Just now he was suppressed too badly by Qie Yun, almost fell to the ground by the sword light before he could draw out his sword, he lived like the darling of heaven since he was a child, this was the first time he was in such a state of embarrassment.

If you can't beat the sword spirit, defeating the master who controls the sword spirit will definitely make that damned Qieyun even more ashamed.

Thinking this way, the young sword repairman charged forward with his sword in hand.

There was a look of horror in everyone's eyes.

A quarter of an hour later, the Qieyun sword in Yi Xuefeng's hand was still not out of its sheath. He hit the hilt of the sword against the boy's lower abdomen with his backhand like a sinking water. , splashing the rainwater accumulated in small pits with a bang.

The eyes of the young sword cultivator were full of horror and disbelief, he never thought that he would be beaten into such a ghost by a person who couldn't even hold a sword.

His hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and it was already red and swollen. When Yi Xuefeng fought with him, every blow landed on the same place on the back of his hand, exactly.

The audience on the side could only hear the continuous and clear "snap" sound, and looked at Yi Xuefeng's eyes in awe and were speechless, probably never thought that someone would use a sword to attack only the back of the hand.

The young man with the back of his hand was swollen and fell straight into the mud. He was about to get up from embarrassment, but Yi Xuefeng stepped forward and stepped on his shoulder, restraining all his movements.

Boy: "You!"

Yi Xuefeng stepped on his shoulder, leaned slightly, looked at his angry eyes with a half-smile, slightly parted his lips, and said softly: "A mere sword cultivator."

He actually returned the words he had scolded Qie Yun just now.

After Yi Xuefeng finished speaking, he hooked his fingers around the spiritual jade ribbon tied around the young man's neck and pulled it off with a little force.

Before the young sword cultivator had time to get angry, he was banned by Yunhu City and flew into the sky, and soon disappeared into the dark sky.

Qiu Jiangxing and the others all looked at Yi Xuefeng in amazement. Originally they thought that Qieyun was the most troublesome, but they never thought that this little fairy who is always hidden and can't even hold a sword should be the most wary .

Yi Xuefeng wrapped the ribbon around her fingers lightly, then threw it casually, and Qieyun turned into a human figure on the spot and raised her hand to catch Lingfenyu.

Qieyun's eyes were bent, and he said happily through the voice transmission: "Daddy, you are so kind."

Yi Xuefeng didn't intend to snatch anyone back from Hongshan, but that Jianxiu's mistake was that he shouldn't slander Qieyun, and he wasn't Qiu Manxi's apprentice, so he didn't have to show mercy to him.

Yi Xuefeng looked at the other sword cultivator who seemed to be stunned, and said calmly: "Do you want to try it too?"

The young man pursed his lips and looked at him coldly.

Qiu Jiangxing rushed forward and grabbed the boy's wrist, and said in a hurry: "Forget it, we can't beat them, if we are robbed of another spirit jade, Gui Hongshan might not even be able to rank among the top few. Don’t you think we’re not ashamed enough?”

The young sword repairman didn't speak, but he had no intention of challenging Yi Xuefeng again, and was dragged away by General Qiu.

It wasn't until the four of them disappeared into the dense forest that the crowd gathered around, shouting how powerful the little fairy is.

Yi Xuefeng also became interested, raised his eyebrows and said, "Who shall we grab next?"

Ye Fangcao smiled and said: "We won't grab the next one. Yinghong said that it is at the edge of the southern border—here, there is a cave in the place where the thunder is the most dense. There are two spirit beasts guarding the cave, just like the previous one." Like the fire mirror bird, there must be treasures in the place that can be guarded by two extraordinary spirit beasts. Since we arrived in Yunhu City, we have always robbed other people's things, and we have never obtained treasures ourselves. This time we Go there and have a look."

Yi Xuefeng and Qieyun looked at each other, and Qieyun nodded.

Anyway, they are not in a hurry now, and two months is enough for them to act recklessly in the southern border.

The lower realm, Hanhuai River.

More than ten days had passed, and every day some disciples were ejected by Yunhu City's prohibition, and the great masters of various sects gathered in the large empty platform outside Hanhuai River to communicate in small groups.

Guihong Titsing and Manhuang Ningyu entered the city because of the time flow problem of Yunhu City, and the rest of the people were all here, and in the middle of the immortal ceremony, a character that no one expected came.

Song Jingsheng looked at the young man in a green shirt and tall body holding a folding fan in front of him. He was stunned for a long time before he jumped down from the stone platform, walked up to him and nodded slightly: "Elder Qiu."

Elder Qiu——Qiu Manxi has picturesque soft eyebrows, and his whole body is as gentle as spring water, making people feel like spring breeze just by looking at him.

He chuckled lightly, and said: "Sect Leader Song, this time my disciple came to the Immortal Dao Ceremony to see the world, I am a little worried and presumptuous to come here, I hope you don't blame me."

Qiu Manxi is the master of the wild Ning Jianzun. This is something that everyone knows. No one in the wild or the righteous way dares to disrespect him in the three worlds.

Song Jingsheng hurriedly said: "Elder Qiu is serious, please sit down."

Qiu Manxi smiled and was led by Song Jingsheng to the stone pavilion at the top of the teleportation tower.

At the top of the tower was one of the most powerful men in the Three Realms. When they saw Qiu Manxi approaching, they nodded slightly at him. Although they didn't want to be with him, they didn't dare to neglect and offend him because of Ning Yu.

There are small cases and drinks in the pavilion, and on the stone wall in the front, there is a portrait of a person sent by the same eye talisman moving gently. Upon closer inspection, it is the young man in Yunhu City who is fighting for treasures and spirit jade them.

There are two vacant seats in the kiosk, a small table with wine and an umbrella, but only a teacup on the other.

Qiu Manxi directly recognized the seat of his eldest apprentice, walked over and sat down without disdain, and asked Song Jingsheng for a jar of wine with a smile, and began to drink slowly.

Seeing that he didn't mind, Song Jingsheng heaved a sigh of relief and continued to focus on the stone wall.

After a long while, Ning Yu floated down from Yunhu City, and stepped on the stone pavilion of the tower with his feet in the air as if on the ground.

As soon as he landed, everyone looked at him and said, "What's the matter?"

Ning Yu said: "All the disciples have arrived at the southern border, and they will be able to come out in a few days."

The crowd nodded.

After Ning Yu finished speaking, he walked towards his seat, and just a few steps away, he saw Qiu Manxi, who was drunk holding the wine jar.

Song Jingsheng was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "Elder Qiu said that he was worried that Qiu would go, so he came here to have a look. He has been here for a while."

Ning Yu's face was very gloomy. He walked to the Qiuman stream, tapped on the table lightly, and said impatiently, "Master."

Qiu Manxi was leaning on the small table with his arm on his pillow, his long hair was hanging down on the ground, and some strands were still wet with wine stains. He drank too much, his clear eyes were lost, and he raised his head to look at him in confusion. Ning Yu didn't seem to recognize people clearly.

After a while, Qiu Manxi smiled lazily, put his head on his hands, and said with a smile: "Teacher, are you back?"

Ning Yu whispered: "Hurry up, I'll take you back to rest."

He stretched out his hand to support Qiu Manxi, ignoring other people's probing eyes, and took Qiu Manxi to his residence in a flash.

Qiu Manxi tilted her head drowsily, resting her head on his forearm, not knowing that she had changed places, she reacted slowly and mumbled: "Go back? Where are you going back?"

Ning Yu was too lazy to talk to the drunk, and was about to push him down on the couch by force, but Qiu Manxi said "ah".

Ning Yu: "Huh?"

Qiu Manxi supported Ning Yu's hand and struggled to sit up, still muttering: "Morning class is over, I'm going to pick up Xuefeng."

Ning Yu trembled the hand holding him.

Qiu Manxi was still talking drunkenly in a daze: "I won't retreat anymore as a teacher, I'm going to pick up Xuefeng, he's so good, what if he gets bullied?"

The pain in Ning Yu's eyes flashed away, and he lowered his head to look at Qiu Manxi who had been yelling to pick up Yi Xuefeng. After a while, he let out a breath, feeling that his breath was trembling.

"Okay." Ning Yu supported Qiu Manxi on the pillow, and said softly, "Jie Xuefeng."

Qiu Manxi has been arguing to pick up Xuefeng when he gets drunk all these years. The elders of Guihongshan have nothing to do with him, they can only tell him over and over again that Xuefeng will never come back again, this is Qiu Manxi For the first time in a hundred years, Manxi received an affirmative answer.

He looked up at Ning Yu blankly, and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

Ning Yu said: "Your big apprentice."

Qiu Manxi let out an "oh" and said, "I'm going to pick up my apprentice as a teacher."

Ning Yu saw that he had changed the topic when he heard the "big apprentice", and asked Qiu Manxi with some dissatisfaction: "What about the big apprentice? The big apprentice won't answer?"

Qiu Manxi exhausted all her strength, tilted her head and fell on the pillow, not wanting to speak anymore.

Ning Yu pressed his shoulders, feeling complacent, and he said in a deep voice, "Master, Qiu Manxi, talk, don't you want to take me back?"

Qiu Manxi ignored him.

"Master? Master!"

Qiu Manxi drank too much and had a splitting headache. He wanted to go to bed when he got the answer he wanted, but Ning Yu kept pulling him and whispering in his ear.

As soon as he raised his hand, he slapped Ning Yu directly on the head, frowned and said vaguely: "I don't want to pick up the big apprentice, he always keeps me in check, not letting this or that."

Ning Yu was almost stunned by the beating, her hair crown was tilted to the side, and she looked at him in amazement.

Qiu Manxi finally felt clean after brushing away the noisy mosquitoes, tilted her head again, fell to the side and fell asleep directly.

Ning Yu: "..."

The author has something to say: Ning Yu: I want to kill my teacher every day.

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