I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

The whole room was dead silent.

Knowing that Ning Yu couldn't hear his voice, Qie Yun still unconsciously held his breath, treating himself as a dead thing.

Yi Xuefeng looked at Ning Yu blankly.

Ning Yu: "Say."

This word seemed to have the power of a thousand catties, Yi Xuefeng felt his legs go limp, and he almost couldn't stand still.

He already had a splitting headache, but when Ning Yu's spiritual power pressed him like this, his whole body softened into a puddle of water, his body staggered two steps uncontrollably, his knees softened, and he knelt straight on the ground.

The bluestone floor was extremely hard, and he knelt down with a "plop" and made a dull sound, which hurt even when he heard it.

Ning Yu was thinking about how to teach the daring young man a lesson, when he saw him kneeling on the ground in fright, he frowned, and became more and more dissatisfied with him.

When Lin Fanjun was young, he dared to fight countless monsters with a single sword. Why didn't his son inherit any blood from him, and only a single spiritual power could scare him into such a ghostly virtue?

Yi Xuefeng was covered in cold sweat, he didn't know whether he was shocked by Ning Yuwei, or he was unwell, he struggled to hold on to the armrest beside him to support his body, but he still couldn't get up after several attempts, his knee fell even more It hurts.

An unknown spiritual force fled randomly through his meridians, as if it was about to burst out of his body in the next moment.

In a daze, Yi Xuefeng suddenly remembered the poisonous spirit flower in Lin Fuyu's room.

Seeing the familiar appearance of Huaichen sending flowers, the spirit flower should not be a day or two, even if Qie Yun destroyed the two days spirit flower, the meridian has already been poisoned by the previous spirit flower.

Ning Yu's brows became tighter and tighter, and he had no intention of pulling him.

Yi Xuefeng raised his head, forced a smile at Ning Yu, and said, "Jianzun, can you please... help me?"

Ning Yu said: "Get up by yourself."

Yi Xuefeng looked at the coldness in his eyes, and sighed softly in his heart, his voice was soft and soft, as if coquettish: "Jianzun, I really can't stand up, my legs are so weak."

According to his understanding of Ning Yu, this person is extremely cold and ruthless, domineering, and vindictive, at first glance, he is a difficult person to deal with, but such a strong man, the most unbearable thing is the weakness of the weak.

Anyway, whenever he made Ning Yu angry when he was young, as long as he sincerely apologized and showed weakness to him, he would be forgiven.

Yi Xuefeng was thinking about Xiao Jiujiu, when he heard Ning Yu's voice became more indifferent: "If you can't stand up, just kneel down."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Mistake, miscalculation.

Yi Xuefeng was a little at a loss, it's impossible, in the past she spoke softly to him, no matter how angry Ning Yu was, she didn't care about him.

Yi Xuefeng braced his body twice, and still knelt back straight, but that bastard Ning Yu seemed to think it was amused, watching him kneeling beside the chair with slightly lowered eyes, even letting go of Qieyunjian. side.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng gritted her teeth, wishing she could rush up and bite him.

As soon as Qie Yun was free, he hurriedly withdrew to the side, seeing Yi Xuefeng was so uncomfortable, he whispered: "Father, did someone put a spirit flower on the window sill again, I think you seem to have a problem with your spirit veins .”

Yi Xuefeng said: "I know, there may be spirit flowers placed in Lin Fuyu's room before, the poison has already entered the meridians, it doesn't make much difference if one or two plants are missing - you say I am convinced, why is he Still angry? It wasn't like this before."

Qie Yun wondered: "Ning Yu was so hard-hearted and hated before, Dad, did you remember something wrong?"

Yi Xuefeng said: "But I made him angry before, as long as he acts like a baby, he won't be angry anymore."

Qie Yun was stunned for a moment before he said bluntly: "Maybe... just treat you like this?"

Yi Xuefeng sneered: "Nonsense."

How could someone as hard-hearted as Ning Yu be special to him alone?After thinking about it, Yi Xuefeng had no choice but to believe that a hundred years had passed, and Ning Yu had become even more indifferent.

Yi Xuefeng really couldn't stand up, so she could only slightly raise her head and look at Ning Yu who was looking down at him.

There seemed to be some anger in Ning Yu's eyes. Yi Xuefeng didn't know where the anger came from at first, but his knees were pressed against the cold bluestone slab, and the chill spread up the meridians, which made him a little clear-headed.

Ning Yu is... Still remembering what he said unintentionally just now?

The more Yi Xuefeng thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. This man seemed to be indifferent to everything, but in fact he was so small-minded that he would hate even a little thing for years.

Yi Xuefeng held on to the armrest with difficulty, opened her mouth slightly, but closed it suddenly before making a sound.

No, it cannot be called out.

Yi Xuefeng thought, it's too embarrassing, if you want me to call you, you might as well let me die.

Ning Yu stared at him coldly: "What do you want to say?"

Yi Xuefeng felt extremely uncomfortable all over. Looking into Shang Ningyu's eyes, he hesitated for a long time before lowering his head with shame on his face, and said with difficulty: "Yi, foster father... I, I know I was wrong."

After he finished speaking, he didn't know whether he was ashamed or ashamed, and his face turned red to the ears.

Originally, Yi Xuefeng thought that this move was useless, but Ning Yu heard him, glanced at him coldly, and mercifully waved a wave of spiritual power, dragging his waist and forcefully pulling him up from the ground, and fell directly to the side soft chair.

Yi Xuefeng was stunned and blinked.

Ning Yu withdrew his hand and said, "Next time you talk nonsense, I'll break your leg."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Sure enough, he was remembering the phrase "I am your father".

Yi Xuefeng nodded, her face was covered with cold sweat, her little face was as pale as paper, and she could tell she was in a lot of pain.

Ning Yu didn't know that his body could not help being frightened. Looking at his pale face, he frowned and tapped his fingers on the table lightly.

Yi Xuefeng was still wondering what he was going to do again, but soon, he saw a man in black robe bowing over with a wooden bowl.

Ning Yu said, "Drink."

Yi Xuefeng looked at the black bowl of medicine, hesitated for a moment, took it up and drank it down.

The bitter taste of the medicine filled his mouth, Yi Xuefeng put down the bowl, and said after a while: "What kind of medicine is this?"

Ning Yu waved the man back, not bothering to answer his question.

The medicine should be used to warm and nourish the spirit veins to sort out the spiritual power. Within a moment after Yi Xuefeng drank the medicine, it seemed that the extremely tired spirit veins soon had spiritual power flowing in it, and the strength also recovered.

Seeing that his face looked better, Ning Yu forcibly turned Qie Yunjian into a hairpin and pinned it to his girdle, and stood up slowly.

Yi Xuefeng looked at him suspiciously.

Ning Yu said: "What are you waiting for, you don't want to take me to Hanhuai River."

After such a toss, Yi Xuefeng almost forgot his purpose of coming to find Ning Yu, he hurriedly got down from the soft couch, and after two quick steps, his legs suddenly softened, and he threw himself directly towards Ning Yu's waist.

Ning Yu had sharp eyes and quick hands, turned around and grabbed Yi Xuefeng's slender wrist, and forcibly picked him up.

Yi Xuefeng smiled obediently at him: "The feet... are soft again."

Ning Yu glanced at Qie Yun on his waist, gave him a cold look, and said, "Is it soft, or do you not want it anymore?"

When Yi Xuefeng first entered Guihong Mountain, Ning Yu had already gone down the mountain to get rid of Mo Wei Dao. They said they grew up together, but it would be better to say that Yi Xuefeng was brought up by Ning Yu alone.

Whenever Yi Xuefeng went out and got into trouble, Ning Yu would always stare at him coldly and ask him if he wanted to have a leg, and if he dared to cause trouble and break his leg, Yi Xuefeng had long been used to it.

Seeing the chill on Ning Yu's face, Yi Xuefeng didn't dare to take Qieyun back by force. He struggled for his hand and whispered, "Jianzun, let me go."

Ning Yu frowned again, thinking that you are really a little white-eyed wolf if you have something to call foster father and nothing to call Master Jian.

He caught a glimpse of Yi Xuefeng's wrist that was already red from his pinch, he let go and said coldly, "Lead the way."

Yi Xuefeng responded, and ran to the front to lead the way.

It's just that the two of them went out of the courtyard together, and Yi Xuefeng suddenly thought of a key question as he looked at the unfamiliar roads around him.

This Hanhuai River...

He is also a newcomer, and he doesn't know his way at all.

Ning Yu: "Huh?"

Yi Xuefeng chose a random path, pretending to be calm and said: "Jianzun, this way."

Ning Yu put his hands in his wide sleeves and followed him slowly.

Yi Xuefeng spent a long time at Ning Yu's residence, and the disciples of Hanhuaichuan had already finished their morning classes, and they were walking in small groups on the quiet path.

Someone seemed to catch a glimpse of the two of them walking together, hurriedly elbowed his companion, and sneaked away in another way, not sure if he was afraid of Yi Xuefeng or Ning Yu.

Yi Xuefeng pretended not to see, and took Ning Yu for a stroll twice, explaining the scenery very perfunctorily.

"That's the lake."

"That's a mountain."

"Oh, that's the tower. As for what it's called, I forgot. If Master Jian is interested, we can go over and see the words on the plaque."

"That's the woods."

Ning Yu: "..."

No matter how good-tempered Ning Yu was, he would be annoyed by his apparently perfunctory tone, not to mention his bad-tempered nature.

"Lin Fuyu."

Yi Xuefeng was tiptoeing to look at the words on the stone tablet not far away, but he didn't react when he heard the name, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was calling himself.

He turned his head: "What orders does Sword Master have?"

Ning Yu said: "Is this how you Hanhuaichuan treats guests?"

Yi Xuefeng pretended not to understand: "Is there something wrong with the floating jade?"

Ning Yu met his innocent eyes and said coldly: "Do you still want your sword?"

Yi Xuefeng said bluntly: "Father, where do you want to know the origin of the ancient monuments? The forest next to it, I looked at it just now, that place is called Beixi, and it is said that there are hundreds of spirit beasts inhabiting here At the Hanhuai River, after the age of 17, disciples of Hanhuai River can enter Beixi to select spirit beasts for them to recognize their masters, if you want to go, I can go to the master and ask for a jade order."

Ning Yu: "..."

Yi Xuefeng was still there: "Huh? Huh? Foster father."

The author has something to say: There are only zero and countless times to call foster father.