I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Qiu Jiangxing was very puzzled, he frowned and followed Qiu Manxi back.

Qiu Manxi walked halfway, suddenly seemed to think of something, handed Qiu Jiangxing a valuable peace talisman in his sleeve, and said: "You give this to Xiaoxianjun, just say that I entrusted it to you before retreating." You gave it to him."

Qiu Jiang took the safety talisman, felt the faint spiritual power on it, and nodded after being silent for a long time: "Yes."

Qiu Manxi felt that he was a little strange, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

Qiu Jiangxing pursed his lips, took a light breath and said, "What is the relationship between Master and... Lin Fuyu?"

He was brought up by Qiu Manxi, and he has never seen Qiu Manxi care so much for a person in all these years, even Ning Yu has never received such treatment.

Qiu Manxi smiled and said: "He is the most important person of Master."

Qiu Jiangxing looked at the smile on Qiu Manxi's face, and his expression became even more unnatural. He squeezed the safety talisman in his hand, and after a while he gritted his teeth slightly: "Jiangxing knows."

Qiu Manxi didn't stay any longer, patted his head and turned to leave.

Qiu Jiang said: "Master, I went the wrong way, the one on the left."

After watching Qiu Manxi slowly turning into the quiet path, Qiu Jiang finally turned his gaze away. He looked down at the peace amulet in his hand, took a deep breath before turning around and walking towards Yi Xuefeng's residence.

But before he reached the door, he saw Yi Xuefeng walking out of the courtyard with a sullen face, followed by Ning Yu who kept trying to grab his hand.

Ning Yu followed Lin Fuyu, and seemed to say something, Qiu Jiang couldn't hear it clearly, only saw the beautiful young man slapped him on the back of the hand, even though he was so far away, he could still hear the crisp "" There was a "snap" sound, and I knew how much effort he had spent.

Autumn will be surprised.

Before he went to the Immortal Dao Ceremony, he heard the rumors from the outside world that Lin Fuyu, the little fairy of Hanhuai River, was an extremely violent person. It was only after getting in touch with Yunhu City that he vaguely realized that his nature did not seem to be like this, but now look at it Look, in the face of the wild Ning Jianzun, he dared to slap his paws on the ground so boldly, maybe the previous rumors were true and it was hard to say.

Qiu Jiangxing was sweating for Lin Fuyu while thinking wildly. Ning Yu's ferocity was obvious to everyone in the three realms. Save face.

He was waiting for Ning Yu to get angry, but he saw that Ning Jianzun, who was feared by the three worlds, had no tendency to breathe fire at all. Instead, he took a quick step and grabbed Xiao Xianjun's hand that hit him and rubbed it lightly. He was talking about something, but his expression was rare and gentle.

Yi Xuefeng's subordinates didn't care about the severity, so he hit Ning Yu indiscriminately, but it was as if he had hit a copper wall and an iron wall. Not only was Ning Yu fine, but his own hand was red from the shock.

Ning Yu rubbed the back of his reddened hand, frowned and said, "Beating someone when you say something wrong, who is it that you are used to? Does it still hurt?"

Yi Xuefeng was also unintentional, and suddenly Ning Yu pointed at her nose and scolded her, she was taken aback for a moment before she said, "Do I often hit you?"

Ning Yu nodded, patted his neck without knowing it, and said, "I still like to bite people, they are bleeding."

Yi Xuefeng took a deep breath and tried his best to keep himself calm. He smiled and said, "Since I like beating people and biting people, why are you following me?"

Ning Yu frowned: "What conflict does my following you have with your liking to beat people?"

Yi Xuefeng couldn't explain it to him, so she threw away her hand and walked away with a sullen face.

Ning Yu wanted to follow again, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Qiu Jiangxing who was walking slowly to the side. He paused, and his brows frowned even tighter: "Master asked you to come?"

Qiu Jiangxing looked at him inexplicably, nodded lightly and handed over the peace talisman in his hand: "This is what Master asked me to give to Xiaoxianjun."

Ning Yu took it, nodded slightly, and said in a rare voice: "Thank you."

Qiu Jiangxing was taken aback, but before he could react, Ning Yu quickly followed Yi Xuefeng who was not far away, hooking the tassel of the peace talisman and talking to the boy.

Qiu Jiang Xing didn't know why, and there was some inexplicable depression in his heart, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't know why this resentment came from.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to stand there like a fool, turned and left.

On the trail in the distance, Yi Xuefeng grabbed Ning Yu's shoulders, desperately tiptoed to reach for the peace talisman in Ning Yu's hand, but Ning Yu didn't know what kind of nerves happened again, and raised his hand high, as if Like a small animal, when Yi Xuefeng's fingertips were about to touch the safety talisman, he took advantage of his height to raise the safety talisman slightly, anyway, he would not let him get it anyway.

Yi Xuefeng got annoyed after grabbing it for a while, he said: "Give it back to me, it was given to me by Master."

Ning Yu looked down at him and said, "Call me senior brother."

Yi Xuefeng endured the humiliation: "Senior brother."

Ning Yu wanted to push Yi Xuefeng to kiss him, but after thinking about it, he felt that he was too shameless, so he handed Yi Xuefeng the peace talisman.

As soon as Yi Xuefeng took back the safety talisman, she put it in her skirt like a treasure and put it away.

Ning Yu took his hand and walked forward, saying, "Come on, I'll take you to the wild market."

Yi Xuefeng said: "Ning Jian respects every opportunity, so I don't bother you anymore, I will find Qieyun to accompany me later."

"Qieyun?" Ning Yu snorted at him, "What can you do with that useless sword? He can't even walk to the market. Do you expect him to take you to the ditch?"

Yi Xuefeng was silent for a long time, and then said in a word: "At least he won't be angry with me."

Ning Yu dragged him away, and said casually, "I won't be mad at you either, let's go."

Yi Xuefeng resisted to no avail, and was forcibly dragged to the market by him.

The wild market is not much different from the outside, this is the third day of the monthly market opening, the number of people on the street is much less than the previous two days, but it can still be regarded as a flow of people.

Ning Yu walked carelessly among the crowd with Yi Xuefeng, not even using any tricks, as if he wanted others to know his identity, very ostentatious.

The entire street has become silent since the two came, and everyone stared at them with fiery or regretful eyes: the fieryness refers to seeing the rumored adultery between the sword master and the little fairy, and regrets It's those fans of the cold-faced Sword Master and the beautiful Yu Yingjun who hate iron for being weak and disheartened.

Yi Xuefeng felt a little uncomfortable, and looked up at Ning Yu.

Ning Yu didn't think there was anything wrong. He was thinking about buying something for Yi Xuefeng. Seeing Yi Xuefeng looking at him unnaturally, he was taken aback for a moment before he remembered that Yi Xuefeng's face had always been thin-skinned. People may look shy.

Ning Yu didn't say a word, didn't even look away, just raised his hand lightly and snapped his fingers. In an instant, the entire long silent street was full of people, and everyone was doing their own things , as if the deathly silence just now was an illusion.

Yi Xuefeng was speechless for a while, but without being looked at with strange eyes, he finally stopped restraining his hands and wandered around the market on his own.

The two of them chatted and walked half a long street, Ning Yu suddenly grabbed him, pointed to the Sword Making Pavilion beside him, and asked sincerely, "Let me give you a sword."

Yi Xuefeng also said very seriously: "Thank you, Master Sword. If you don't mind that the first soul under the sword is yourself, I will be happy to accept it."

Ning Yu: "..."

Ning Yu shook his hand, and belatedly remembered what Yi Xuefeng had said before that he didn't like practicing swords, so he hurriedly took back the hand pointing at Zhujian Pavilion.

Only then did Yi Xuefeng retract her white eyes and continue walking forward.

Ning Yu followed, frowned and said, "Then what do you like?"

Yi Xuefeng paused, frowned suspiciously, and murmured: "Yes, what do I like?"

Everything he did since he was a child was arranged by Ning Yu. Ning Yu said he liked swords, so he obediently went to practice swords—although the practice was terrible; , he obediently took Qieyun and ran around behind Ning Yu. All in all, he seldom resisted what Ning Yu asked him to do, and he would obediently do it even if he didn't like it.

Yi Xuefeng frowned more and more, and after a while he realized that apart from the sword that he was forced to practice since childhood, he didn't seem to have dabbled in other spiritual ways at all, and he didn't even have any contact, let alone like it.

Yi Xuefeng was suddenly a little dazed. He had lived for so many years, and this was the first time he had the idea of ​​having no purpose in life. He somehow felt empty in his heart, as if something was missing.

Ning Yu was still expecting his answer, but Yi Xuefeng still didn't answer after waiting for a long time, so he could only pat him on the shoulder and said, "What's wrong?"

Yi Xuefeng came back to her senses, pursed her lips and shook her head, and said honestly: "I don't like anything."

When he was young, he liked to eat, drink, and play, but he lived again in a hundred years without the slightest desire for those things. With such a pure heart and few desires, he wondered if he would become a Buddha soon.

The two walked a few more steps, and Yi Xuefeng suddenly stopped beside a stall.

Ning Yu glanced at it, and was suddenly at a loss for words.

The entire long street was crowded with people, and there were groups of people picking and choosing from almost every stall, but the stall that Yi Xuefeng saw selling Buddhist scriptures, wooden fish, and beads was pitifully cold, and it took a long time until one day. Personally get up.

Yi Xuefeng looked at the Buddhist bead, not knowing what he was thinking, Ning Yu was a little terrified: "You can't..."

Yi Xuefeng didn't wait for him to be overwhelmed with horror, so she walked up to her, and squatted beside the booth with her clothes lifted, and picked up a string of Buddhist beads.

He was about to pick it up and take a closer look, when the man who had been squatting next to him for a long time suddenly grabbed the other side of the prayer bead, and picked it up almost at the same time as Yi Xuefeng.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng looked up at the man.

The man was wearing a monk's robe, with a handsome face, black hair reaching his waist, and a few winding magic lines on his face. He was an out-and-out wild demon cultivator.

Yi Xuefeng had never known that Moxiu still had people who believed in Buddhism, so he was taken aback for a moment.

The man's expression was extremely tired, and his whole body exuded a lazy and gentle temperament. With a slight blink of his magic pupil, and with a forceful force of his fingers, he pulled the Buddhist beads out of Yi Xuefeng's hand, and handed them to the stall owner without changing his expression. Slowly said: "I want this."

His voice is very soft, like a patient who has no strength when he is seriously ill, and like a fine spider web, as if it will be scattered when the wind blows.

Yi Xuefeng is not the kind of person who would snatch other people's things, seeing that others came first, she didn't intend to snatch others' favors.

He nodded politely towards the man and continued to choose others.

Ning Yu stood behind the two of them and watched impatiently, his hands were about to dig a hole in his sleeve.

Yi Xuefeng took a few more glances, and when he was about to pick up a Buddhist scripture, the hand of the man beside him reached out to the same book again.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng withdrew her hand directly and gave him the Buddhist scriptures, but she felt sullen in her heart.

The man took the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, flipped through them randomly, put the Buddhist beads on top, handed them gently to the stall owner, and said slowly, "Calculate the money."

The stall owner hurriedly said: "Three low-grade spirit stones."

The man let out an "oh", and fumbled slowly in his sleeve twice. He didn't seem to find any money, so he had to search for a while in the sachet at his waist, but he still couldn't find anything.

The stall owner finally got a business, and he was looking at him without blinking, his eyes full of anticipation.

The man was stunned for a long time, then suddenly he said to Yi Xuefeng who was poking the wooden fish with his finger, "Do you have money?"

Yi Xuefeng raised his head and glanced at him, looked around indiscriminately, and pointed to himself: "Me?"

The man nods.

Yi Xuefeng was suddenly speechless. This man even robbed him of two things he liked, and now he shamelessly asked a stranger for money. Doesn't he know how to write shame?

Yi Xuefeng didn't want to talk to him, and was about to get up to leave, but the man grabbed his wrist and forcibly buckled him down.

Yi Xuefeng was startled, the man's fingers were cold, and when they touched his wrist, he rarely felt a strange coldness.

The man's magic eyes seemed to be dripping blood, and he was very close, and the voice seemed to come out from the cracks in his lips: "Gods and Buddhas, you can save all living beings."

Yi Xuefeng was confused by his words, but it didn't prevent him from breaking free. He threw off the man's hand, stood up frowning, and looked at him like a fool.

The man stared at him intently, when suddenly three spirit stones fell from the sky and landed on his hands.

The man was taken aback and raised his head slightly.

Ning Yu looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly, "Liu Chao, do you think I'm dead?"

The Lord of the Six Dynasties in a monk's robe stared blankly at Ning Yu for a long while, and then slowly said: "Oh, Ning Yu, thank you, I will pay you back in another day, and I will give you back six yuan, the spirit stone."

He always speaks in a few words, like a child babbling, which makes people anxious, but can't be urged.

Yi Xuefeng frowned: "Are you the Lord of Six Dynasties?"

A hundred years ago, Yi Xuefeng was one of the three lords, but he had only heard about the Liuchao lord who was also the three lords, but had never seen his true face. At this moment, he saw, um, it was indeed like what Qie Yun said, A lunatic obsessed with Buddhism.

Lord Liuchao handed the three pieces of spirit stones to the stall owner, and stuffed the Buddhist beads and Buddhist scriptures into his sleeves as if they were precious treasures. He nodded, "Yes", and said, "This is you, Taoist companion?"

Ning Yu was pleased by this Taoist companion, seeing that Liuchao Jun was not as pleasing to the eye as before, he forced himself tensely: "Yeah."

Yi Xuefeng glared at him.

Lord Liuchao said "Oh", and after thinking for a long time, he took out the Buddhist beads in his sleeve, looked at them reluctantly for a long time, and then handed the Buddhist beads to Yi Xuefeng.

Yi Xuefeng: "What can you do for me?"

Lord of the Six Dynasties: "Joint membership, gift."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Ning Yu: "..."

Even an idiot knows that those who practice Buddhism are all disillusioned monks. If you give someone else a gift of marriage and Buddhist beads, isn't it obvious to persuade the two to split right away?

Ning Yu was about to push the Buddha beads back, but Yi Xuefeng reached out to take them one step faster: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Lord Liuchao nodded, turned around and wanted to leave, but seemed to think of something, turned to Ning Yu and said, "I will pay you back next time, three spirit stones."

Ning Yu pressed his forehead, only to feel a terrible headache.Come read the novel!So fast, dear!