The Biography of Fangirls and Immortals

Chapter 52
"Hmph, what are you proud of? 19 years old is only at the peak of the mid-stage pulse condensing stage. What qualifications do you have to discriminate against the 16-year-old early stage pulse condensate! When I go to Qingliu Mountain to find the fairy treasure, I will definitely beat you to the ground!" The girl said. Rebutted unconvinced.

"Xian'er, that's enough! Stop messing around and making fun of your elder brother Linxiu! You were born with a superb water-type spiritual root, and you are the most important genius in our generation. You must not risk yourself before you grow up! You Do you understand?" Yu Wenluo warned.

"I don't care! I'm going to Qingliu Mountain! If you don't let me go, I'll jump from here now!" Yu Wenxian said, moved forward, and stood tremblingly on the edge of the city wall. "I really want to dance!"

The two people behind shook their heads straight after seeing the slightly foolish look in their delicate and naive manner.

"I said, why don't you just hit your head against the wall and be serious! Water monks jump into the water! Haha, even mortals know that fish can't be drowned in water!" Yuwen Linxiu couldn't bear it. Live joked.

Yu Wenxian blushed, and was about to turn his head to refute, when he suddenly felt a movement in the moat below, so he silenced in time and stood there watching.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that there was something different here, the two young heroes came to the city wall together and bent down to look down.

After the scene was silent for a few seconds, a dragon chant suddenly sounded.Then, a ray of blazing white light quickly rose up, rolling towards Yu Wenxian with a clear purpose.

"Dare!" The two youths shouted in shock and anger.At the same time, he reached out to pull Yu Wenxian's body.Unexpectedly, there was thunder and lightning power in that white light, the two people who hit the ground trembled and involuntarily let go of their hands.

"Ah——" Yuwenxian's water system burst out with true energy, but he couldn't escape the white light's cover anyway. He clashed left and right a few times, and was soon bound by his waist and torso, and fell into the moat involuntarily.

The monks who stayed on the outer city wall and those who had just arrived in Feixian City stopped when they saw this scene, with surprised and ugly expressions on their faces.

This Feixian City has a history of more than a thousand years, how many secrets are buried in it.Even this small moat can play such a moth.Looking at this momentum and tactics, it is likely that there are high-grade monsters ambushing here.Is it because of the opportunity of the current situation, come here to find the best blood food?
"Xian'er, don't be afraid, I'll save you!" Yu Wenluo sent a family-specific signal flare into the sky, and then leaped out of the city tower recklessly, holding the thunderbolt sword, and mercilessly slashed at Bai Guang in the middle.

It's a pity that although the dragon chant is loud in the ear, the white light is not its entity.The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, but it is like piercing cotton, with nowhere to focus.

"Brother Luo—" Yu Wenxian only had time to exhale this sentence, and then sank into the moat, splashing a large amount of water, and then there was no movement, and the surroundings fell into dead silence.

"Xian'er—how could it be, how could it be like this?" Yu Wenluo stretched out a hand, his face full of grief.Immediately, the gold system's true energy burst out, and he slapped the river with palms, refusing to give up.

"Don't do that! Uncle Clan and the others must be on their way here. Xian'er will be fine!" Yuwen Linxiu also frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable.Although he comforted Yu Wenluo with his mouth, his heart was cold.

The aura of white light just now permeated people and was powerful.At the very least, it was the top-grade water-type monsters at work.Among the elders who escorted them here to practice, there was one who was at the early stage of Nascent Soul, but it was obviously not enough to put it in front of a high-grade monster with unfathomable talent and unpredictable strength.Maybe there is only a glimmer of hope for the United Immortal Cultivation Association of Qingliu Mountain.Do you know if they will make a move?Even if you make a move, is there still time?

Just as he was struggling like this, the hand holding Yu Wenluo's clothes corner suddenly loosened, and when he looked up, he saw that he, who had always been calm and steady, had already rushed down the river regardless of the danger.

"Brother, don't do it!" Yuwen Linxiu opened his eyes wide with horror on his face.Nowadays, Yuwenxian's life and death are unpredictable, if another Yuwenluo is included, even if he finds a fairy treasure in this trip to Qingliu Mountain, the gain will not be worth the loss.How could this be so?Is the sky going to kill the Yuwen family?
"Boom—crash—" At the very moment, there was a loud noise from the moat, and a wave several feet high surged.In the hazy water mist, a slender figure hugged the petite Yu Wenxian, standing on the waves and rising to the sky.Yu Wenluo, who was about to touch the water surface, was also lifted up by the strong impact water waves, and flew towards the tower.

"Clan brother! Sister Xian'er!" Yuwen Linxiu was overjoyed, what he saw was nothing less than the reappearance of a miracle.

"What's going on?" At this moment, three stalwart figures rushed over from the inner city, the leader's brows and eyes wide open, and his beard stretched out.An anxious look on his face.Compared with his awe-inspiring aura, the strong coercion is quite incompatible.

"Third Uncle! Just now..." The steam filled the sky, and the rushing sound drowned out Yuwen Linxiu's voice.

"Who are you? What's going on here? Xian'er!" After a breath, the three of them landed firmly on the tower.Only then did Yu Wenluo come back to his senses, his eyebrows frowned, but there was no sign of surprise.

According to his thinking, since the other party can take food from the tiger's mouth, it is impossible for him to be a vulgar person.Right now, Yu Wenxian is in his hands, but he doesn't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

"Third Uncle, come and save Xian'er!" After seeing the person who was coming in front of him clearly, his eyes suddenly shone with a different kind of brilliance.

About 20 years old, with a handsome face, slightly yellowed and unhealthy complexion, and a thin body.Seeing himself and other experts, there was some shame and panic on his face.Subconsciously, he took a few steps back, carefully supported Yu Wenxian to sit down, wiped his wet forehead, and nodded to several scrutinizing eyes.

"This is the person who hurt Xian'er?" The middle-aged man who was called the third uncle pointed at the young man in front of him, and asked with his glasses wide open, with an expression of disbelief.

"This..." Even Yu Wenluo didn't know how to express it.

"I recognized it. You are the one who was knocked off the moat by Ouyang Lie! You are not dead!" Yuwen Linxiu thought he was very kind just now, and then he yelled.The look in his eyes was like seeing a ghost.

"Linxiu, don't be rude!" the third elder of the Yuwen family scolded.

"Little brother, we just arrived here, so we don't know what's going on here. However, since Xian'er is in your hands and has fallen into a state of unconsciousness, I don't know. Can you give me a reasonable explanation?" Another The middle-aged man with a white face and no beard said charity.

"I... I was knocked down the moat in a daze, and met this lady in a daze. Then we came up together!" The young man scratched his head shyly and replied with a blushing face.

Hearing this, everyone is petrified.

(End of this chapter)