The group of people who came from the cave stopped at the edge of the martial arts training ground and fell into silence for several miles.

Wherever you look, there is no ordinary boy, only a beautiful person with a charming appearance and every move.

Ning Runxin's eyes trembled slightly, and she had not recovered for a long time.

Never thought that the boy he met in the East Wilderness had a shocking face hidden behind his ordinary face, which was so beautiful that it was hard to take a look.

He was in seclusion for many years and knew very little about the outside world. He had not yet figured out his identity for a while, and was only shocked by his delicate face.

Zhao Lin was different from him. The moment he saw the handsome young man's facial features, a huge wave burst into his heart.

He recognized this face.

Qingling Immortal Lord, sinking and sounding.

In the past ten years, he has lifted his sword countless times to drive people out of the Sword Sect, and has made ruthless moves, never mercilessly, and even injured him several times.

Is the one who drove me to Brother Chenxiang?!

Zhao Lin suddenly turned pale.

They were not only shocked. After the disciples of various sects present were stunned, they immediately became like a pan of oil boiling. Most of them had never seen the sound of sinking.

"Who is this person?! Why have you never heard of the cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm before?"

"If it's such an amazing appearance, I can understand why Ning Runxin and others have been thinking about it for many years."

"This is Shen Liuliu?! Why do you pretend to be so ordinary? It's a waste of resources!"

"Ahhhhhhh, no, I want to join the Qingling Sect."

Ye Shi stood there dumbly, stunned.

The worried heart of Shen Liuliu was raised to his throat, but when he saw this scene, his heart was even more up.

He thought sadly: It's time to prepare for his funeral.

I still remember the story of being so naughty in the morning. Shen Liuliu listened with relish while eating melon seeds. I was afraid that he was calm on the surface, but he was already thinking about how to kill him.

Ye Shi's legs and feet were weak and almost knelt on the ground. A group of junior brothers rushed to support him.

They each had bright smiles and looked very optimistic.

"Oh, I've been so happy at once. With such a look and cultivation, our Sword Sect will not lose money whether it is matched by Uncle Ning or Brother Zhao."

"It's very reasonable. It's because my uncle and senior brother have a vision and know that Shen Liuliu is not a thing in the pool."

"Speak secretly, since Uncle Ning and Senior Brother Zhao can do it, I can do it too."

Ye Shi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and finally understood why his junior brothers and sisters turned into silly Baishen.

"Fool!!!"

Ye Shi pointed from the air and said furiously: "Open your eyes wide and see, he is the Immortal Lord of Qingling Sect, who has been chasing our Sword Lord for ten years!"

Ye Shi was so angry that he raised his voice, and the thick voice immediately resounded inside and outside the square and fell into everyone's ears.

"I chased...Sword Master...Ten years..."

This statement is like thunder trembling on the ground, shocking everyone to react.

Who doesn't know that Qingling Chen Xianjun has been entangled with Beilun Sword Master for ten years. If Shen Liuliu is him, then the other two who have been spreading the tides of the past and storms recently...

Everyone: "Wow——!"

Ye Bingran ushered in a moment of great attention.

He had a cold and handsome face, facing the sights from all directions, which looked no different from usual, but upon closer inspection, he could find that his lips were pursed into a line, and his expression was unprecedentedly stiff.

Especially when they noticed that Ning Runxin and Zhao Lin looked at each other, their faces became a little stiffer.

Ye Bingran's back felt cold.

The disciples of the Sword Sect present collectively exploded into fireworks, almost 360 degrees of spiral ascend to heaven.

The sound of grief was overwhelming and endless.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"It's him? Why is it him? Even a dog is better than him."

"Fuck, really fuck. None of the three pillars of my Sword Sect will be spared from falling on the same person. I will be crazy."

"I understand! I must have hooked up with Uncle Ning and Senior Brother Zhao because I couldn't get the Sword Master, so that they could turn against each other. It's really ulterior motives and extremely hateful!"

"No, in chronological order, the sword master is the last one."

"That's even more terrifying, which means that Chen Liuxiang had already planned to make the three of them fascinated by him and then fight in an internal battle. At that time, the Sword Sect can be dismantled from the inside without any effort."

"Is it Qingling's plan to swallow the Sword Sect?"

"Thinking carefully, if the Sword Master had not supported himself from the beauty, Qingling would have succeeded."

"It's awful now, Uncle Ning and Senior Brother Zhao...ah, it's too late."

"However," someone suddenly changed his voice, "Don't you think that if we are now paired with the Sword Lord, we won't lose money."

The disciples of the Sword Sect frowned and looked at the young man who was fighting with Jin Xiangtian.

To be fair: the immortal king is young, beautiful, or has a cultivation level in the realm of transformation.

Besides, even the sword master they are proud of is still in the Great Perfection stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

So the disciples of the Sword Sect fell into a strange silence together.

Shen Liuyue was completely unaware of the surrounding situation and focused on the challenge. While resolving the Jin Xiangtian attack, he also pinched tricks and waited for the opportunity.

After several moves, he narrowed his eyes and found an opportunity. Dozens of spirit-bound ropes formed a siege net and attacked the opposite side.

"Spiritual binding technique! How could you do this technique?!"

Jin Xiangtian looked horrified and hurriedly retreated, but was surrounded by red ropes from all directions. Just when he could not escape, a faint light enveloped the entire square. In an instant, the pressure emitted by the two great god-transforming cultivators disappeared.

"This is the Sword Sect, not a place where you and others seek revenge and fight."

Everyone present burst into cold sweats behind their backs and saluted to the phantom in the air, "Welcome to the Taoist."

The phantom appeared for a moment and disappeared again.

Shen Liuji withdrew his hand, and Jin Xiangtian opposite him was also so, he glanced at him with a gloomy face, grabbed Jin Dieshang and turned into a rainbow to leave.

The face of Taoist Jian Zhen must be given.

Shen Liuji let out a breath and his expression relaxed a little. Just then, he heard the chaotic footsteps.

He turned around and looked at it, and his face suddenly froze.

They are all familiar faces and all wonderful expressions.

"Dad~"

Chen Bubu ran over happily, hugged his legs, and rubbed his face between his robe, "So Dad looks so good."

Sinking: "..."

Finished.

Starting today, the news that he had a son who had a personal ginseng will spread throughout the world of cultivation.

Ning Runxin: "I should call you Shen Liu, but it will be a sinking sound."

In that ten years of resentment, Shen Liuji lowered his head slightly, and his slender and white fingers were tucked together, as if he had made a mistake and was accepting criticism.

It’s not me who lied to you!

The sinking sounded in my heart and shouted, the surface was like frost and beat eggplant, and I said weakly: "It's up to you."

"Brother Chenxiang, I don't know that you are Chen Liuxiang, and you have driven you out of the Sword Sect again and again,"

On this side, Zhao Lin's face was pale, "Don't blame me."

Finally, I met a soft persimmon, and the sound of the sound of regaining my spirit, curled my lips and smiled: "Don't worry, I don't blame you."

Zhao Lin was still blaming himself and said dejectedly: "Brother Chenxiang, if I had known that it was your favorite senior brother, I would not have disturbed you."

He said in a faint voice: "Senior brother, it is normal for you to admire him."

Chen Liuxiang's face changed and he repeatedly denied, "No, don't talk nonsense, there is nothing."

Zhao Lin looked at his desperately denying it, and showed a heartache expression on his face, and stepped forward and grabbed his hand.

"Brother Chenxiang, don't do this. It's all my fault. You shouldn't burn the love letter you wrote to your senior brother, and you shouldn't smash the birthday gift you gave him... If it weren't for this, maybe you've already achieved success with your senior brother."

“?!”

Shen Liuyi sensed a gloomy gaze.

"Stop talking!!!"

The Shen Liuhuo pulled his hand back quickly and looked around. Whose eyes made him feel a creepy sense of danger.

"Why do you have to mention the past again?"

Chen Liuxiang tried to save himself and restore a little reputation, "If you want to look forward, your senior brother is gone, and I will never bother you in the future."
To be continued...