I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Qing Chuan Jundao: "Sword, Sword Master?"

Did he hear something he shouldn't have heard? Ning Motou wouldn't silence him, right?

Just when Qingchuan-jun was trembling, Ning Yu finally woke up from the chaos. He didn't seem to realize what he said. He frowned and looked at Qingchuan-jun in front of him, and said, "Who did you say was here?"

Qingchuan-kun: "Uh..."

Ning Yu looked at him indifferently: "How many times have I told you not to yell without evidence, don't you have a long memory?"

Qingchuan-kun: "..."

Mr. Qingchuan almost rolled his eyes. Although Ning Yu didn't say who it was, Mr. Qingchuan had been with him for a hundred years, and he knew his bastard temperament. In this world, Ning Yu could say "I like it." "There is no other person except Yi Xuefeng.

Mr. Qingchuan secretly said in his heart: Just now he was so cowardly saying that he liked him, but now he pretended to be indifferent, tsk tsk, with this kind of temperament, if the king was not blind, how could he fall in love with him?

Ning Yu frowned: "Are you speaking ill of me?"

Mr. Qingchuan immediately pointed to the sky with three fingers: "Absolutely not."

Ning Yu didn't have the same knowledge as him, so he got up on his own, called the sparrow with a solemn expression, and said, "There's something I want you to do."

The sparrow quickly turned into a pretty and beautiful girl, knelt down in front of Ning Yu on one knee, and said crisply: "I am sent by Sword Master."

Ning Yu ordered the matter down with a cold face, and the sparrow was stunned for a moment before he said, "Yes."

She flapped her wings and turned into a sparrow and flew out, while Lord Qingchuan looked at Ning Yu in disbelief.

Ning Yu said: "What?"

Mr. Qingchuan didn't dare to speak, but just looked at him with the eyes of a beast.

Ning Yu was displeased by his eyes, and said coldly, "You can get lost."

Mr. Qingchuan was about to feed the spirit beast, and he put his palms together and closed his eyes to pray for Lin Fuyu, and then he cut open the spirit power of the paper crane, and disappeared in an instant.

Qieyun's work was extremely fast, Yi Xuefeng said in the morning that he wanted fire spiritual things, and at night he brought a fire spiritual flower with petals like flames and placed it on the window lattice.

Yi Xuefeng just came back from Zangshu Pavilion, and was leaning on the small couch to read a book. On the small table beside him was the elixir sent by Song Jingsheng, which was crystal clear. Yi Xuefeng didn't move a mouthful as if he didn't see it.

The spiritual plant was a little hot to the touch, Qie Yunxiao hopped and placed the flower on the window sill, pinching the earlobe with his red hands, and hopped on the spot for a while before recovering.

Yi Xuefeng propped his head and looked at him lazily, and said, "Where did you get such a big plant?"

Qie Yun said: "It's in the back mountain of Hanhuai River, oh yes, it seems to be called a forbidden area, there are many spiritual things that no one picks, and I even pulled out a lot of them in this Qiankun bag."

He took out a Qiankun bag embroidered with gossip patterns from his sleeve and threw it towards Yi Xuefeng: "It's all for you."

For others, the forbidden area is dangerous everywhere, but for Qieyun, it's like entering and exiting no one's land. Those vicious spirit beasts dare not even approach him, let alone attack him actively.

Yi Xuefeng opened the Qiankun bag and swept it casually, and found that it was really some rare spiritual objects. He shook his head helplessly and didn't say much.

After Qieyun put the flowers in place, he accidentally swept a branch and leaf as if a bird feather fell on it, he didn't care, turned around and went to ask Yi Xuefeng for credit.

Qie Yun was extremely skillful in asking for credit. He walked forward without saying how tired he was or how hard he had put in, but rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, vaguely revealing the red marks drawn on his arms when he pulled out flowers, and quickly Yi Xuefeng dangled in front of her.

Sure enough, when Yi Xuefeng saw it, she immediately felt distressed, and pulled his head that he had touched for a long time, Qie Yun was completely satisfied.

Qieyun lay on Yi Xuefeng's lap, playing with the little sword tassel hooked in his hair non-stop - he has worn this sword tassel for more than 100 years, and he still hasn't gotten tired of playing with it.

He glanced at the medicine beside him, raised his head and looked at Yi Xuefeng: "Father, Song Jingsheng sent this?"

Yi Xuefeng was reading characters, and nodded casually when she heard the words, "Yeah".

Qie Yun didn't want Yi Xuefeng's body to suffer any further damage, he grabbed Yi Xuefeng's leg, moved forward to hold the bowl in his mouth, glanced at it with his lips, and swallowed the bowl and the elixir together into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the elixir that he suspected was poisonous immediately turned into a stream of spiritual power and penetrated into his limbs and bones, as if countless spiritual power poured into his body, making him want to lie down on the ground comfortably.

Only then did Yi Xuefeng come to his senses, holding him up dumbfoundingly to save him from falling: "This kind of thing just fell down, what are you drinking it for?"

The effect of the elixir on human beings is purely to warm and nourish the spiritual veins to heal dark wounds, but for the sword spirit, the effect is not very clear-after all, no one in the three worlds will give the sword spirit this precious elixir.

Qie Yun squinted his eyes and climbed up the small couch beside him, his eyes were slightly half closed, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next moment.

Yi Xuefeng helped him to lie on the couch, raised his hand to touch his head, and said, "How do you feel?"

Qie Yun raised his head to rub against his hand, and said in a soft voice, "I want to sleep."

Yi Xuefeng smiled helplessly, and said: "Then go to sleep."

Qie Yun rubbed against him twice more, then closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a moment of drowsiness.

Yi Xuefeng carried him to her couch, covered him with the quilt, then sighed softly, and went back to the outer room to read.

He slept for a hundred years, and the characters used in the Three Realms have changed by half, so he had to learn it from scratch.

The flame flowers that Qie Yun got seemed to be very useful, and after only an hour, Yi Xuefeng began to feel drowsy. With the book in his hand, he shook his head desperately to stay awake, but his eyelids seemed to be fighting Yes, falling down little by little.

Soon, he didn't even have time to go back to the inner room, he fell directly on the couch and passed out.

At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, Yi Xuefeng suddenly thought in a daze: "Isn't the spirit vein already sealed, why is it still affected?"

But no one could answer this question for him.

In the middle of the night, the door of Yi Xuefeng's residence was suddenly pushed open without a sound, and Ning Yu walked in with a sullen face.

Yi Xuefeng didn't like to be served by others, Huai Chen left early to rest at night, there was no one else in the courtyard, and naturally no one put on clothes for Yi Xuefeng who was caught off guard and fell asleep.

The door was open, and the cool wind after the rain passed through the hall, making Yi Xuefeng's thin body shiver, even though it was so cold, he didn't even have the slightest attempt to wake up, as if he had passed out.

Ning Yu stepped forward and closed all the open doors and windows, dissatisfied: "I don't even know how to close the doors when I sleep."

If Yi Xuefeng was still awake at this time, he would probably spray all over him with a mouthful of blood.

No one wants to sleep in the wind and be shivered by the wind, the key is that he had to have time to close the door at that time.

Evil Ning Yu complained first, and no one refuted him. He was also in a good mood. He walked forward slowly, took off his robe and put it on Yi Xuefeng's cold body.

Yi Xuefeng also frowned in his sleep, his small face was pale, and when he put on the clothes that still had Ning Yu's breath to block the cold wind blowing on his face, he trembled all over, and his body curled up because of the cold slowed down. Stretch out.

Ning Yu sat aside and stared at Yi Xuefeng's sleeping face, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this face looked like Yi Xuefeng.

"If you are really Xuefeng, why won't you recognize me?" Ning Yu raised his hand to touch Yi Xuefeng's face, and murmured softly, "Is it because I said 'hate that face' that time?"

If it was only because of that sentence, then when he first met Yi Xuefeng, he should have already taken Lin Fuyu away, why did he refuse to recognize him when he met him, and called him...

adoptive father...

Ning Yu froze, recalling the scene when Yi Xuefeng called his adoptive father softly, he was stunned for a long time before trying to keep calm.

He still had that cold-blooded and ruthless look on his face, but the tips of his ears were rarely reddened.

"It's too much." Ning Yu thought to himself, "How can he call me foster father? Shameless?"

If Yi Xuefeng was still awake, he would definitely spit out another mouthful of blood. The reason why he called his adoptive father was not because Ning Yu used the Qieyun sword to force him, so why is he now "shameless"?

Relying on the fact that Yi Xuefeng hadn't woken up yet, Ning Yu simply blamed all his faults on him. He was innocent and light, like a little white lotus that emerged from the mud and remained unstained.

Ning Yu held the sword all year round, and his hands were not heavy. He thought he was "softly stroking Yi Xuefeng's cheeks", but in fact, the calluses on his fingers had already pressed Yi Xuefeng's fair face into redness—if Yi Xuefeng If he hadn't been drugged to sleep, he might have woken her up directly.

Ning Yu also realized it belatedly, and quickly withdrew his hands, and tucked them into his sleeves guiltily, pretending nothing happened.

"Just wait." Ning Yu said, "If you are really Yi Xuefeng and you are not the first to recognize me, I will never end with you."

Yi Xuefeng was still asleep, not knowing what kind of abuse he would suffer in the future, so he slept very soundly.

Ning Yu sat beside Yi Xuefeng and watched for a long time, without feeling bored at all.

He rarely has such patience, no matter what he does, as long as there is a little bit of dissatisfaction, he will scold others impatiently.

It wasn't until the fourth watch, when the croaking of frogs outside became much weaker, that Ning Yu raised his hand to radiate a few strands of spiritual power, and went towards various parts of Hanhuai River.

That spiritual power quickly entered the room, regardless of whether others were awake, it directly entered through the window, and suddenly exploded into a firework in the room, followed by Ning Yu's gloomy voice.

"Song Jingsheng, come."

Just a "come" word, arrogant.

There was no extra emotion in these words, Song Jingsheng was woken abruptly, his first reaction was not the anger of Meimeng being woken up, but a chill from his heart.

Song Jingsheng put on his clothes, shook his hair, and said with difficulty: "Jianzun, where do you want to go?"

Ning Yu: "Lin Fuyu is here."

After the sound was transmitted, the fireworks dissipated in the air in an instant.

Song Jingsheng walked quickly towards Yi Xuefeng's residence with an ugly face, why did Ning Yu come to find her in the middle of the night to go to Xiaoxianjun's residence, could it be that something happened to Lin Fuyu?Ning Yu, who has always been indifferent to common matters, actually mobilized the crowd so much, she began to wonder if Lin Fuyu was dying.

It wasn't until she arrived at Yi Xuefeng's residence that she realized that Ning Yu had called Nan Zong and the other Hanhuaichuan elders over. They were standing in the inner room, and the culprit who disturbed their dreams was sitting on a chair nearby. , looked at them coldly.

Yi Xuefeng was fast asleep beside her, with a piece of clothing on her body.

Everyone looked at each other, but it was Song Jingsheng who stepped forward tentatively and said, "Jianzun, what happened, little fairy?"

Ning Yu glanced at her coldly and said, "Don't you know?"

Song Jingsheng's heart skipped a beat, and her back felt cold. She forced a smile, "Why did Sword Master say that? Xiao Xianjun has been injured twice these days, maybe it's an old injury..."

Before she finished speaking, Ning Yu interrupted her impatiently: "I just said that he was ill?"

Song Jingsheng froze all over.

Ning Yu looked at her with a half-smile, and said calmly: "Elder Song is really a supernatural power, and he knew that Xiao Xianjun was suffering from an old injury without even looking at it."

Song Jingsheng struggled to maintain a smile, and said: "I... I'm just guessing, Ning Jianzun is so mobilizing to call me here, I thought something really happened to Xiaoxianjun..."

Ning Yu sneered.

Song Jingsheng took a deep breath, changed the topic, and said: "Instead, Ning Jianzun... It's already the fourth watch. As the Lord of the Wild, why did you appear here with the Little Immortal of Hanhuai River?"

This sentence is a bit too presumptuous, but it successfully drew out Ning Yu's aggressiveness just now. Ning Yu looked at her indifferently, thinking that the person who can make Linfan entrust his son to him is really not a good person .

Ning Yu is a barbaric demon cultivator, coupled with his unpleasant temperament, everyone present only fears and fears him, and no one really likes him. Nan Zong also unexpectedly agrees with Song Jingsheng's words, echoing: "Yes Ah, Sword Master is a wild man, even if our little fairy has not yet become the master of Hanhuai River, we still have the status of young master, you sneaked into the little fairy's residence in the middle of the night without any reason, shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

Ning Yu looked indifferently at the crowd who echoed him, sneered, and said, "Confession? What qualifications do you have to ask me to explain? Does he call me foster father or your foster father?"

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