long night walk

Chapter 476
Yun Rong withdrew her fingers, gently pulled up Fang Geyu's shirt that had faded to her waist, and covered her shoulders.

She pinched the center of her brows with a headache, and said, "Yun Rong is here?"

Fang Geyu got up and put on his belt, tilted his pretty head slightly, and said, "This is the Bronze Gate, is she out of her mind? She actually chased all the way here."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized that the words of 'brain flooding' were all scolding the same person.

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Looking at the cold corpse of a god servant, the atmosphere in the tribe is inevitably a little heavy.

On the open-air stone table, Yunrong got a bowl of hot roasted venison from his ancestors as he wished.

Bai Lian watched her chopsticks flying like flying with mixed emotions, and the venison in the bowl was soon empty. He couldn't help but think of the time when he delivered the little deer to her in Kongcang Mountain.

In just a few days, there was a reason why the little deer became fat and strong by her.

He thought, if he didn't go to the appointment to pick up Lu'er that day, the consequences would be unimaginable...

A group of human beings bound by the chains of the golden ring were also released one after another, and the attitude of the practitioners who surrounded Ying Xiu also changed subtly towards him.

Their fiery and respectful eyes couldn't help but slowly converge towards the child who was playing with the Xuexue Sword.

Although they haven't seen Yunrong's strength with their own eyes, all those who can fight overnight in the black tide of ghouls and escape unscathed have won the respect and admiration of all of them.

And such a powerful fourth sword actually called that little boy as his ancestor?
Ying Xiu was lowering his head and slapping the dust and dirt between his legs heavily, as if he wanted to slap away the humiliation he had just suffered.

"When did Fourth Senior Sister come to Xianling City? Why didn't I receive any news?"

If Yunrong had come a moment earlier, he would not have suffered that crime at all.

If he knows the news, he can request to act together with him, no matter whether it is to capture You Guilang or Devil May Cry Pearl in the deserted house, how can he fail.

He has only been away from White Camel Mountain for hundreds of years, so he really thinks he is not the young master of Tianxi Sword Sect?
After eating the last bite of roasted venison, Yun Rong put the chopsticks flat behind the empty bowl, and wiped the gravy on the side of his lips with a soft handkerchief.
She looked sideways at the young master Tianxi who had a bloody face, waved her hands and said with a smile: "Young master is serious, Yun Rong's visit to Xianling City is just a private matter, how dare you disturb the young master."

Ying Xiu frowned, and asked, "What's the matter privately? Is it worth the Fourth Senior Sister going to such a dangerous situation alone?"

Yunrong smiled, but did not continue to answer his question. She lightly brushed off her sleeves, looked at Bai Lian, and there was a little interest in her distant eyes: "I can meet you everywhere, little... ... Si Chen."

Baili Anxin said that she definitely wanted to call him Little Corpse Demon just now.

Ying Xiu's complexion became more and more ugly.

Although his Fourth Senior Sister is a ruthless character who is hard to get close to.

If she becomes lazy, not to mention her own young master, even if it is the sword master Tianxie, she can ignore it and will never deal with it perfunctorily.

In the sect, the other senior brothers and sisters all knew her temperament, and they had long been used to it, and the number of times Ying Xiu was ignored by her was not once or twice.

He should have gotten used to it long ago, but the foreign kid who snatched his most secluded treasure just made a big splash here, and even the fourth senior sister who ignored him took the initiative to talk to an outsider with a smile.

Ying Xiu saw it in his eyes, and felt quite uncomfortable.

Bai Lian glanced at the cinnabar sword mark on her earlobe, and said helplessly, "Now is not the time to fight."

"I know." Yunrong pointed to the Xuexue sword she had fallen into Douding Suanmiao's hand, and said, "So the old ancestor took my sword away, didn't he?"

The evil spirit of the three thousand ghouls that night not only failed to wash away her sharpness, but tempered her fighting spirit so that it became more and more unstoppable.

If it weren't for his borrowing the sword, Yun Rong might not be able to chat and laugh happily and eat barbecue here.

Ying Xiu suppressed his feeling of unhappiness, and heard her call her ancestors one by one. Although it was extremely unreasonable, he knew that Yunrong would not make such jokes, and asked curiously: "Ancestor? Fourth Senior Sister, your parents are not mundane People?"

Douding Suanmiaozai flicked the blade of the sword with his fingers, and listened to the cold and clear sound of the sword with a face of enjoyment, his eyes seemed to be sentimental, but also pleased.

Then he glanced at Ying Xiu lightly: "I am the first patriarch of the Tianxi Sword Sect, so is Shenbao Zhenren. You just called her Fourth Senior Sister, but I can't sense the existence of half a sword in your body. It is obvious that you are not One of the Thirteen Swords, and in terms of your aptitude, I'm afraid you don't even have the qualifications to become an inner disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect."

Master Shenbao frowned angrily: "You are not bad, but you are not good at swordsmanship."

When Ying Xiu heard the words "Shen Bao Daoist", Ying Xiu was shocked, and looked at the cute little Yuxue in disbelief, and his whole body fell apart.

"Shen... Patriarch Bao? It's you... how is it possible?!"

Yun Rong: "It's true? If it wasn't for the Patriarch, how could anyone else use the Sword of Washing Snow?"

Ying Xiu knelt down on the ground with a plop, and was so excited that he couldn't help himself: "Son of Baili Yu, the eighth-generation patriarch of Tianxi Sword Sect, Ying Xiu, have you met Master Shen Bao?!"

Who would have thought that the first suzerain of Tianxi Sword Sect was still alive!

Daoist Shenbao, who had had a good time playing with Xixue Sword, returned the sword.

"Baili Yu? I have seen this name on the Sword Soul Stone. The Sword Stone predicts that the Thirteen Swords will rise and shine in his hands. It is a rare and good sword embryo throughout the ages. Why..."

He glanced at Ying Xiu innocently, but the suspicion in his tone still stabbed him deeply: "A son like you will be born?"

Ying Xiu's face seemed to have been severely punched by someone, and his breathing became a little heavy. He lowered his head and said in a harsh voice: "My mother is the empress of the Zhongyou Dynasty, Ying Ji, I have ghost veins. , so above the way of the sword, the way is obstructed and long, which disappointed the Patriarch."

The petite Patriarch raised his eyebrows together and lowered his voice, and his tone was instantly stern and threatening: "You bastard! If you lack qualifications, you can make up for it through hard work. In the ancient way, there is never a shortage of encouraging people who come from behind. , do you think I am disappointed because your sword body is difficult to achieve?"

He flicked his sleeves and said disappointedly: "It's really rotten wood that can't be carved! Anyone who owns my Celestial Seal will be mortal, and the bones of the sword will not be broken! Since you are the son of the majestic Celestial Seal Sword Sect, you should be the first soldier in the face of powerful enemies. , Do my part! Do you know what you knelt down when you didn't ask to protect yourself just now?"

Ying Xiu's face turned pale for an instant, and his shoulders trembled slightly, only then did he realize that he had done something irreversible.

Daoist Shenbao shook his head again and again, and said: "I can't recognize my cowardice, and I impose my disappointment in you on your mother's karma. It will be difficult to enter the court of elegance in the future."

(End of this chapter)