I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Ning Yu took Yi Xuefeng to the sword workshop. While waiting to get the scabbard, Yi Xuefeng lay on the wooden counter and looked at the small sword spikes hanging on the dead branches for decoration.

Ning Yu said, "Like it?"

Yi Xuefeng kept nodding while holding the sword: "Yeah, I want to buy one for Qieyun."

"Qieyun? The name of the sword in your arms?"

Yi Xuefeng: "Well, mighty, right?"

Ning Yu was a little dissatisfied, thinking that just now you praised me for being mighty, but now you are also praising a useless sword for being mighty?

He didn't have the face to say that he was fighting with the sword, snorted coldly, and said, "It's just a useless sword."

Yi Xuefeng shook his feet and said: "When we go back to the mountain, we will unseal the seal. Senior brother, wait and see. This is definitely not a useless sword. Maybe there will be a very powerful sword spirit inside. Senior brother will tell you You don't have to protect me all the time, Xuefeng can walk the rivers and lakes alone."

Originally, Ning Yu didn't want to be as familiar with a sword, but when he heard Yi Xuefeng's last words, he immediately said coldly: "It must be a useless sword!"

While talking, Yi Xuefeng asked the boy to bring him the sword spike, and said softly "Thank you" to the boy, then turned to look at Ning Yu, and said seriously: "There must be a sword spirit."

Ning Yu: "Useless sword."

Yi Xuefeng: "Sword Spirit!"

Ning Yu became even more unhappy, hugged Poppy with a cold face and said nothing.

Yi Xuefeng jumped down from the chair, approached Ning Yu flatteringly, and said, "Brother, buy me a sword ear."

Ning Yu said coldly: "Buy it yourself, don't you want to rely on that useless sword to walk the rivers and lakes by yourself?"

Yi Xuefeng blinked, feeling aggrieved: "I wanted to buy it myself, but aren't all the spirit stones given to me by the master are with my brother, so I gave me a spirit stone and I bought the sword spirit."

Ning Yu corrected him again: "Useless sword!"

Yi Xuefeng flattered and said: "Okay, good, waste sword, can senior brother buy a small sword tassel for this waste sword? It's just red, with two small stones falling from it."

Seeing that Yi Xuefeng finally stopped contradicting him, Ning Yu snorted and paid the money in a good mood.

After taking out the scabbard, the two of them bought some more things in the market, and only rushed back to Hongshan when the sun was setting.

On the way back from the main mountain to the side peak, all the brothers who saw Yi Xuefeng greeted him with a smile and asked him if it was fun outside.

Yi Xuefeng was very well-behaved, and answered them one by one without any impatience.

The brothers said: "Xuefeng wants to go out again next time, so the brothers will take you."

Yi Xuefeng nodded: "Okay."

Ning Yu was on the side, his face was so gloomy that he almost dripped water, but seeing Yi Xuefeng's serious answer, he forcibly held back his seizures.

Ning Yu thought to himself: He is my junior brother, even if he goes out, he will go out with me. Why do you have nothing to do to join in the fun?

When the two walked slowly all the way to the suspension bridge, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Little senior brother! Senior brother!"

Yi Xuefeng turned her head quickly when she heard the words, and saw a girl in white running towards him like a butterfly, holding a bunch of small yellow flowers in her hand.

Yi Xuefeng laughed: "Junior Sister."

The eight-year-old sparrow-sounding white porcelain face was full of joy, he ran quickly and threw himself into Yi Xuefeng's arms, calling him softly: "Little senior brother."

Before, Yi Xuefeng was the youngest junior in Gui Hongshan, and everyone he met would call him senior brother and senior sister. It wasn't until a few years ago that the head teacher of Gui Hongshan adopted a girl with rare spiritual veins outside, and he suddenly became "" brother".

Yi Xuefeng has never had the feeling of having a warm and soft junior sister calling his senior brother. He finds it very novel, and Quesheng was very cute when he was a child, so he always takes her to play together. .

Quesheng hugged the little senior brother, raised his head and looked at him with misty eyes: "Little senior brother, I heard from the master that you have gone down the mountain. Is it fun outside?"

Yi Xuefeng said: "It's fun, there are so many people, and there is also a market."

Quesheng showed a longing look: "Wow, Quesheng really wants to go."

Yi Xuefeng knew that she had special spiritual veins and couldn't go down the mountain at will, so she thought for a while and took off the small windmill in her hair and handed it to Que Sheng, saying, "This is for you."

The voice of the bird took it over, and said happily: "Thank you, little brother."

Yi Xuefeng said: "This is paid by the senior brother, and I should also thank the senior brother."

He pointed to Ning Yu who was impatient at the side.

Quesheng was a little afraid of him, but he really liked the little windmill that Yi Xuefeng gave her, so he reluctantly said: "Thank you, big brother."

After speaking, he immediately looked at his little senior brother, as if thanking Ning Motou for hurting his eyes, and quickly looked at Yi Xuefeng to reconcile.

Little senior brother is so pretty, Quesheng thought to himself.

The senior brother snorted and said: "Let's go, Master has to wait in a hurry."

Like a little adult, Yi Xuefeng imitated other senior brothers rubbing his head, and raised her hand to stroke Quesheng's head: "I'm leaving, I'll take you to play after morning class tomorrow."

Quesheng secretly glanced at Ning Yu, then nodded, obediently waved to Yi Xuefeng, and watched the two of them walk up the suspension bridge.

After crossing the suspension bridge, Ning Yucai said: "Don't play with her, men will go to practice swords, what's the point of mixing with women all day long?"

Yi Xuefeng was full of thoughts on Qieyunjian, she took Ning Yu's hand and ran into the yard, and responded indiscriminately: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm to go senior brother, I want to unlock the seal of this sword, ahhhhh, Sword spirit sword spirit!"

Ning Yu was dragged forward by him, still saying: "It's a waste sword."

After a while, Yi Xuefeng sat on the stone bench, blinked at the young man standing in front of him, and said "wow" after a while: "It's the sword spirit!"

Ning Yu: "..."

Failed.

Qieyun Jianling is a slender young man. He has been imprisoned in Qieyunjian for hundreds of years, and his sanity is already a little unconscious.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, it took a moment for his eyes to adapt to the strong light, two lines of clear tears slowly left in the eye sockets that were a little sore by the light, he tilted his head slightly, and his glazed eyes looked at Yi Xuefeng blankly.

After Yi Xuefeng was overjoyed, she quickly handed the little sword spike to him: "This is for you, after that you will be mine."

It seemed that Qie Yun's ears were not very good, and it took him a while to barely hear Yi Xuefeng's voice. He looked at the child in front of him in a daze, and said in a hoarse voice, "You...I, I..."

He seemed to be trying very hard to organize his words, but he could only utter a few syllables when he opened and closed his mouth, not even a complete sentence.

Yi Xuefeng pointed at himself and taught him: "I, Xuefeng."

Qie Yun: "Ah... Snow..."

Ning Yu said impatiently at the side: "Just tell him that you are his master. Why are there so many nonsense?"

I don't know if it's because of the word "master", a look of panic suddenly appeared on Qieyun's face, which was originally blank, and he took a few steps back trembling, but his body froze in place because of the sword spirit's instinctive obedience to his master. , trembling uncontrollably.

His pupils fluttered slightly, looking at the harmless Yi Xuefeng in front of him, he managed to utter a few words: "...No, hit...Qieyun..."

Yi Xuefeng was stunned, and even Ning Yu frowned, he probably guessed that Qieyun's previous master was not a good person, and was about to say something to remedy it, when Yi Xuefeng suddenly ran forward.

Seeing him rushing towards him suddenly, Qie Yun thought he was going to be beaten again, so he instinctively raised his hand to cover his eyes—as if as long as he covered his eyes and pretended not to look, the pain would not fall on him.

The next moment, a pair of warm little hands suddenly embraced him.

Yi Xuefeng hugged him vigorously on tiptoe, patted Qieyun's trembling back lightly with his hand, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's alright, it's okay."

He is not very good at comforting people, he tosses and turns "Don't be afraid" and "Okay", Qie Yun puts down his hand and looks at him blankly.

Yi Xuefeng bent his eyes at him, tiptoed and gently tied the sword tassel in his hand on a lock of the boy's hair, and smiled softly. He grew up with Qiu Manxi since he was a child, and every time he laughed, there was always something autumnal about him. Manxi's extremely soft shadow makes people look like a spring breeze, and unconsciously let go of their guards.

Yi Xuefeng said softly: "I'm not your master, so I won't beat you."

Qie Yun stroked the sword tassel in his hair in a daze, tilted his head slightly, and said with difficulty: "But... I, and the Lord..."

What he wanted to say was that the sword spirit was connected to the monk's spiritual power, and his instinct told him that Yi Xuefeng was his master.

Yi Xuefeng bit her finger and thought for a long time before finally finding a title that was similar to "Master".

"If you're not the master, just call me..."

Qie Yun looked at him in confusion.

Yi Xuefeng said: "Call me Daddy."

Ning Yu: "..."

This kid is really brave.

Qie Yun was stunned for a moment, looked down at the little boy in front of him, and after a while he responded, "Okay."

Ning Yu: "..."

It's also a no-brainer.

Although Qie Yunjian had an extremely miserable life before, since he could devour the Lord, it meant that he was a ruthless stubble. Originally, Ning Yu was afraid that Qie Yunjian would hurt Yi Xuefeng, so he stared at him all day long.

Later he discovered that since Qie Yunjian came out, he didn't pay any attention to everything around him. He didn't even give Ningyu Qiumanxi dangling under his nose. Xidu suspected that if someone died in front of him, he might not even lift his eyelids.

When Yi Xuefeng was young, he was playful and always dragged him up and down Guihong Mountain. At first, Qie Yun was always afraid of Yi Xuefeng beating him, but after a long time, he gradually relaxed, like a dog's skin plaster, and never left Yi every day. Xuefeng.

Qie Yun put all his attention on the little daddy he had just met, even if Yi Xuefeng just shivered unnoticed, he would rush up to him in a panic and ask him if he was cold or tired, completely He raised Yi Xuefeng as his son.

In the end, even Ning Yu realized that he would not threaten Yi Xuefeng at all, so he let him go.

Qie Yun has been by Yi Xuefeng's side for so many years, even the title "father" can be called out to Yi Xuefeng who is much younger than him, one can imagine how much Yi Xuefeng holds in his heart.

Yi Xuefeng has only been dead for 100 years, no matter how ruthless Qie Yun is, it is impossible to recognize a 16-year-old boy as father again.

Ning Yu talked for a long time and finally got down to business: "...so Lin Fuyu is most likely Yi Xuefeng."

Qing Chuan-jun: "...Hey, don't grab it, it's not that you can't eat it—hey, who chewed my hair? Stand up, half of the meat for tomorrow's meal... No, why are you wronged, you still feel wronged when you chew my hair, Why haven't I seen you chewing Junshang's hair? Are you still picky about soft persimmons?"

Ning Yu: "..."

Ning Yu's face was gloomy, and he paused every word: "Qing, Chuan."

Mr. Qingchuan couldn't wait to feed the spirit beasts. Hearing Ning Yu's cry, the little paper crane looked up, and the sight of Shang Ning Yu almost tearing him apart suddenly flickered, and he quickly lay down obediently.

Qing Chuan-jun: "Ahem, I'm here, where are you talking?"

Ning Yu said: "Come here, I will tell you personally."

Lord Qingchuan didn't dare to go over, and hurriedly said: "I'm feeding the spirit beasts raised by you, Master Jian also knows that you dote on them very much, and you can't let them suffer the slightest—ah, your lord, when it comes to Yuying-jun And Qieyunjian, I remembered, then what?"

Ning Yu: "..."

Fortunately, Ning Yu was in a surprisingly good mood now, so he didn't bother to share his knowledge, so he repeated the last sentence he said just now.

Mr. Qingchuan threw the last piece of meat to Yi Xuefeng's pet who looked like a hill in front of him, and after thinking for a while, he tentatively asked: "This is... the evidence you said?"

Ning Yu nodded.

Qingchuan Jundao: "If you heard it wrong, daddy or something, sometimes teenagers would call each other like a joke. I saw two teenagers calling each other's daddy when they lost a bet. You can’t just rely on this name to judge.”

Ning Yu stared at him viciously, as if he was struggling desperately in the turbulent water and finally caught a thin thread, but Mr. Qingchuan came over hatefully and cut the thread with a knife.

Mr. Qingchuan was in a bad mood, and hurriedly said: "But this possibility is not very great, after all, Qieyunjian has lived for so many years, he is not considered a teenager, but an old monster."

Only then did Ning Yu's cannibalistic eyes ease.

Mr. Qingchuan saw that the gloom that had been lingering on Ning Yu's body for many years had dissipated a lot, thought for a while, and whispered: "Didn't the Sword Master say that if the Lord came back, the first thing he would do is to find you, why... "

Why did they not only not come to you, but also conceal their identity from you?

His voice became smaller and smaller, because Ning Yu's face began to become more and more gloomy again, Mr. Qingchuan had no doubt that if he had said everything, would Ning Yu rush back to the wilderness to strangle him to death .

"Cough." Mr. Qingchuan felt that the life of a dog was the most important thing, and coughed dryly, "Your Majesty must have difficulties, I firmly believe in this."

Ning Yu glanced at him coldly, and his expression softened again.

Qingchuan Jundao: "So, what are you going to do now?"

Ning Yu said: "In three days, the Immortal Dao Ceremony will end, and I will take him to the wilderness."

"Bringing the little fairy from Hanhuai River to the wilderness is no small matter. Do you have any reason?"

Ning Yu pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time before saying, "Think it over."

Han Huaichuan.

After Qiu Manxi left, Yi Xuefeng sat on the couch by the window, propped his chin up and looked at the scenery outside boredly.

It started to rain again, and the patter of patter on the eaves made a slight sound, which made people drowsy.

Yi Xuefeng didn't know what he was thinking, tapped lightly on the window lattice with his fingers, and suddenly asked, "Where did the spirit flower go?"

There is no one else in the room, so it can only be said to Qie Yun.

Qie Yun was afraid that Yi Xuefeng would still be angry, so he said cautiously: "Probably because Huai Chen moved her away."

Ever since he came back from the Immortal Dao Ceremony, his soul had sealed off the outside world. He didn't know that Ning Yu and Qiu Manxi had discovered the abnormality of the flowers.

Yi Xuefeng nodded: "It's fine if you don't send it, anyway, Ning Yu probably already knows about it."

Qie Yun whispered: "Are you really going to follow Ning Yu to the Wilderness?"

The poison of the spirit flower has already entered into his spirit veins, as long as Ning Yu is a little more careful, he can find out. He has a good relationship with Lord Linfan, and he knows that the son of an old friend was poisoned and plotted in Hanhuai River. Naturally, it will be taken to the wild for care.

Ning Yu looks ruthless, but he actually cares about the people around him, which is why Yi Xuefeng wants to go to the wilderness with Ning Yu through poisonous flowers.

Qie Yun said: "What if he doesn't take you there?"

Yi Xuefeng turned his head and glanced at Qie Yunjian, and said calmly: "Then I will complain to Master."

Qie Yun: "..."

This kid, he can't do it anymore, since he met Qiu Manxi, he has become more and more useless.

While the two were talking, the door to the side room was suddenly pushed open, and Qiu Manxi walked in with a vine in his hand, with a gloomy face.

Yi Xuefeng said: "Master, what's wrong?"

Didn't he go to teach Ning Yu a lesson? It's over?

Qiu Manxi stepped forward, frowning tightly, and said: "Disciple, your brother seems to be crazy?"

Yi Xuefeng: "Huh?"

"Just now I went to vent your anger for you and wanted to hit his palm. Before I could say anything, he stretched out his hand without saying a word, and he didn't even get angry."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Qiu Manxi patted his chest: "I'm scared to death as a teacher. You said your senior brother wouldn't be fooled by my previous blow. I remember that one blow was aimed at his head."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

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