Junior Disciple C

"Ahem... Can someone help me..." came a weak voice, muffled, as if being crushed under something.

Feng Ye was taken aback for a moment, then he remembered that Fang Yang was still under the dead bear corpse.

The brain was directly pierced, no matter how tyrannical the body was, the monster would die instantly.

The claw front lost its strength halfway through the swing, and the huge bear body hit the ground, hitting Fang Yang in front of him impartially.

The condensing of sword energy consumed Fang Yang's enormous spiritual power, his hands and feet were weak, and he no longer had the strength to push away the heavy bear corpse that was pressing on him.

I wanted to wait for the rescue quietly, but I didn't expect that Senior Brother Fei Chai and Brother Hao were so unreliable, and no one thought of coming to help me.

Fang Yang finally couldn't help but speak out.

Feng Ye hurried over and dragged Fang Yang out from under the bear's corpse.

Hao Chen originally wanted to pretend to help, but when he saw that Fang Yang was covered in blood mixed with mud, he couldn't bear to ruin himself and his spotless white Taoist robe like this. , so he just watched from the sidelines.

The first time Fang Yang saw the light of day again, he took a breath to stabilize his internal breath that was disordered due to excessive consumption, and then his eyes sparkled, and he said to Feng Ye like offering a treasure: "Senior brother, did I develop sword energy just now?" ?”

Is this asking for praise from yourself?Feng Ye heard Fang Yang's meaning, young people's temperament is uncertain, because they eagerly want to get approval for even a small achievement.

However, Fang Yang's performance was not bad, so Feng Ye met this requirement. He smiled and patted Fang Yang's head, which looked no different from stroking a puppy.

Fang Yang felt that it was not enough, so he turned his head to look at Hao Chen, and repeated: "Brother Hao, have I cultivated my sword energy?"

He didn't expect that he would also be the object of praise. Hao Chen was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had already used his head-touching, so he could only flatter him: "A young hero is born, and he is worthy of being a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect."

Fang Yang was pleased with himself, with a smirk on his face, and after he had finished asking the left and right, he asked again in his heart, but the mysterious big brother mysteriously disappeared again.

Just like last night, once the other party cut off contact with me, I have no way to contact him at all.

Fang Yang felt a little regretful, after all, he wanted to be praised by this mysterious man who seemed to be super powerful, rather than being praised by Brother Waste Chai and Brother Hao.

"Come on, let's pack up and go down the mountain. You have to participate in the promotion competition tomorrow." Seeing that Fang Yang had almost rested, Feng Ye suggested.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there were two breaking wind sounds above his head.

Two Lingxiao Sword Sect disciples in black and white Taoist robes came with their swords, and when they were three meters away from the ground, they jumped off the swords with neat movements.

When the two landed on the ground, they first saw a huge bear corpse, and then turned their heads to look at the three people near the bear corpse.

One of them questioned, "You killed this white-nosed demon bear?"

Feng Ye looked at the identities of the two of them. During the foundation building period, they were probably the inner sect disciples who were in charge of clearing out the Houshan monsters recently. Because there was too much movement about the white-nosed demon bear's advancement, they were attracted to check the situation.

After trying to understand his identity, Feng Ye answered: "Strictly speaking, he killed it." He pushed Fang Yang beside him forward.

Fang Yang staggered a step, quickly stabilized his figure, and then scratched his head in embarrassment.

The two inner sect disciples saw that Fang Yang was covered in blood, they only thought that he had suffered some serious injuries, they immediately went up to support Fang Yang one by one from left to right, then drove the flying sword and said as they took off: " Hold on, we'll send you to someone to heal your wounds!"

"Wait, I didn't..." Fang Yang was dragged away with a dazed expression, before he could finish his sentence, his throat was blocked by the cold wind blowing against Yu Jian's face.

Feng Ye stood there and couldn't help laughing happily.

"Friend Feng Ye, let's go down the mountain too."

Hao Chen's voice rang in his ears, and Feng Ye remembered that there was such a big brown candy beside him.

Feng Ye's joyful mood suddenly turned into a bit of depression. Today's business should have been easy, and all the twists and turns on the road were all related to Hao Chen. Although he fought back, Feng Ye still felt that Hao Chen should account for most of it. responsibility.

Despite Feng Ye's disgust, he followed Hao Chen's words and went down the mountain together.

It's just that on the way, Feng Ye suddenly found that the brown candy that had been sticking to his body was unexpectedly alienated.

This distance is only compared to usual, usually Hao Chen would stand less than one meter away from him, but now, once Hao Chen touched the one-meter warning line, he would bounce back and move a little further away.

Feng Ye rolled his eyes, and he immediately thought of the reason, because Fang Yang was also stained with blood when he pulled Fang Yang out from under the bear corpse. He thought of Hao Chen's act of pretending to help but failed in the end. Feng Ye came to a conclusion:

In addition to being stinky, this guy also has a slight obsession with cleanliness.

On a neither hot nor cold day, fanning with a fan all day long, Feng Ye felt very straightforward that Hao Chen was trying to smear his beauty.That is to say, there are few female disciples in their sect, otherwise Hao Chen's deceptive appearance of a romantic young man might be surrounded by young girls.

But... this is not a shortcoming, but an advantage that Feng Ye can take advantage of.

Feng Ye suddenly turned to the right, taking a step closer to Hao Chen's direction, and Hao Chen immediately took a step back.

Feng Ye suppressed the smirk in his heart, and deliberately stretched out his hand to touch Hao Chen's shoulder. What he stretched out was his bloody right hand.

Hao Chen unfolded his fan and used the fan as a barrier to firmly separate Feng Ye from himself.

Feng Ye pretended to be injured and glanced at his hand: "Did fellow Taoist Hao Chen despise me?"

Hao Chen raised a smirk without the slightest sincerity, and said duplicity: "Absolutely not." While speaking, he put down the fan he had opened with great concentration.

Hearing this, Feng Ye stretched out his hand a little closer.

Hao Chen saw the bloody hand with the stench getting closer and closer, about to leave a mess of claw marks on his spotless white robe, his eyebrows twitched, and finally, when Feng Ye was about to put his shoulder At that time, he couldn't hold back anymore.

He suddenly dodged back, and said quickly: "That's it, fellow Taoist Feng Ye, I suddenly remembered that I still have one thing to do, so I won't go down the mountain slowly with you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Feng Ye's consent, almost as if he was escaping, he quickened his pace and went down the mountain one step before Feng Ye.

Feng Ye stood where he was, with a triumphant smile, and watched Hao Chen go away. He had found a way to deal with this brown candy.

After Hao Chen left for about a quarter of an hour, the smile on Feng Ye's face disappeared.

He closed his eyes and felt his surroundings. After confirming that Hao Chen had really gone far, he suddenly turned back.

He returned to the bear corpse and picked up the broken front half of the iron sword. The iron sword was full of gaps, and it was undoubtedly impossible to pierce the hard and thick bear skin.

But the iron sword was in Feng Ye's hands, and he didn't see how hard he exerted it, almost like cutting tofu, it pierced into the dantian of the bear corpse.

After the death of the monster, the spiritual energy in the body will slowly dissipate over time, and after the dantian is pierced, the spiritual energy gathered in the dantian immediately finds a gap, and rushes outward like a flood.

The leaked spiritual power blew a breeze, blowing the bangs on Feng Ye's forehead.

Feng Ye suddenly stretched out his hand, his movement was so fast that it was almost hard to see clearly, like lightning, he caught a trace of escaping aura in the void.

The spiritual energy of low-level monsters is mixed, but in this mixed spiritual energy, Feng Ye grasped a trace of extremely pure spiritual energy with silk.

This aura was not eye-catching, but after Feng Ye grasped it, he immediately felt the difference between it and other auras.

There was a cold feeling in his clenched palm, as if he was holding some kind of ice that would not melt for a thousand years.

Feng Ye squinted his eyes and thought, this is the reason why the white-nosed demon bear suddenly advanced, and there is no other candidate for the source of this aura except Hao Chen.

Such a cold aura... Feng Ye thought for a while, and suddenly thought of a place.

A place where the sun never shines...a sea far north.

Feng Ye's heart shuddered. If Hao Chen really came from Beiming, he didn't know who he was from Beiming.

Feng Ye didn't know much about Beiming, he only knew that the situation of the personnel there was quite complicated.The Lord of the Northern Darkness loves his younger brothers so much that he doesn't even know how many subordinates he has.

Feng Ye, an outsider who has nothing to do with Beiming, is even more unclear. Beiming is at the northernmost end of the heaven, and he lives too far away from Beiming, so he has almost never really dealt with people from Beiming.

The sea area of ​​Beiming covers a very large area. For the convenience of management, it is roughly divided into five sea areas, which are in charge of five extremely powerful sea masters.

And under the five great masters, there are also various small stewards with intricate classes, who usually do a little business with the human world.

As for the top five sea masters, it is the real master of Beiming who has lived for tens of thousands of years and can be called a living fossil even in the heavens, the legendary Kunpeng who soared to [-] miles.

Feng Ye thought about Hao Chen's name, thinking that it wouldn't be so unlucky, this is the Kunpeng whose prototype can cover the sky and the sun, right?That really deserves the name "Good Shen".

No, no, Feng Ye shook his head inwardly, probably not.

After all, the most well-known deed of the Lord of the Northern Darkness is sleeping. It is said that because he has lived for too long and feels that life is boring, he can only sleep.

Sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years is a trivial matter. Sometimes I fall asleep on the sea, because there is too much snow piled up on my belly, and people think it is a newly formed iceberg.

Such a sleepy god, how could it be such a coincidence to bump into him?

Feng Ye thought to himself comfortingly.

His current clues are only this gloomy aura in his hand, which doesn't explain anything. Apart from Beiming, there may not be such aura in other places. Hao Chen's true identity is yet to be investigated by him.

Thinking of this, Feng Ye let go of his tightly clenched hands. The cold aura had been held by him for so long, most of the coldness had gone, and it would soon return to heaven and earth like ordinary aura.

Feng Ye looked at the bear corpse with his dantian peeled off under his feet. In order not to leave any evidence, he made several wounds with his sword, making it look like he had been eaten by wild beasts.

After finishing everything, he really went down the mountain and left.