Sick Beauty [Rebirth] - Chapter 131

He is climbing a ladder.

The sun was scorching, and Tianzong’s three thousand long steps, he was only halfway away, and his head was sweaty.

A gust of wind passed over his head, blowing his long hair flying. He was a little curious? He raised his head and saw someone passing by with a sword.

I heard that the powerful monks in the Yuan Ying stage can fly with swords. He has already met such a powerful master before entering the sect.

Is this the legendary fairy gate in the Middle East?

The longing in his heart was even worse, he touched Xiao? The Mo Yu hanging on his neck.

Finally reached the end of the long steps, and someone was standing there.

The man was dressed in white, beautiful and gentle, and looked very kind. When he saw him, he fixedly stared at him for a moment, from face to body accessories, and then he walked towards him with a smile.

“Finally waiting for you.”

The other party? Tell him that he is called Rong Ran.

Rong dye.

It turns out that this is the name of the person he saved in Taolin.

He was curious to observe the surroundings, everything in the sect made him feel novel.

When I walked through the outer gate Tibetan Xiufeng, I saw a very tall tree on the top of the peak, with brilliant red leaves and golden flowers intertwined, which looked beautiful.

Rong Ran noticed his gaze and introduced with a chuckle.

“That’s the Jinling tree at the outer gate. The Jinling tree blooms all year round. The Jinling tree has been in the outer gate for more than a hundred years. It has always been so lush and lush? It’s also a scene at the outer gate.”

He ignorantly nodded his head and asked, “Senior brother is going to take me to the outer door to practice?”

“No,” Rong Ran said gently, “Senior brother will take you directly to the inner door. You will follow your brother to practice in the future. The resources of the inner door are much richer than those of the outer door. You are my lifesaver, and I will not treat you badly. of.”

He was taken to the inner gate of Yanhui Peak by Rong Ran.

Rong Ran arranged for him to live and gave him the basic techniques of the sect, as well as swordsmanship. He also warned him that appearance is the most useless thing for practitioners.

The other party? gave him a mask and taught him to wear it.

He listens to Rong Ran’s words very much, and he trusts and relies on each other?

It’s like they depended on each other in the deep valley of the peach forest.

Even wearing a mask every day, aroused the strange look of the same door.

And because of this, he has been in the Heavenly Sect for many years, and apart from Rong Ran, he has not been able to have a close friend.

Rong Ran is also very good to him.

I often visit him, take care of him, and send me the pill for resources to teach him the practice of swordsmanship.

Until that secret realm fire broke out.

He sat alone in the courtyard, wondering why he brought Rong Ran back to the other party? But the other party? came to see him less and less.

As if separated from him by a long distance.

Because of his childhood experience, the cold and deep walls of the palace on the sun gave him a shadow, and he was very afraid of loneliness.

Peach Blossom Forest, Rong Ran had already left him once.

He doesn’t want to be left behind by the opponent again.

However, deliberately went to see, Rong Ran has always avoided seeing.

The resource exercises that would have been brought to him in the past are no longer appearing at all.

He was forced to learn to practice alone in Tianzong.

Go to Xingquan Peak to take up the sect mission, be surrounded by disciples of the same clan to make things difficult, there is a man with a high crown in Xuanfu? Passing by, he casually releases a sword to relieve him.

That sword light is beautiful.

With his cultivation base and vision at the time, he had never seen such a beautiful sword technique.

“Big brother.”

He heard those sect disciples? Call that person like this.

Big brother He Lanze.

He missed the other party? That time to help, missed the sword light that dazzled him, and with the mood of wanting to make each other?, he plucked up the courage to talk to the other party?

He Lanze had obviously forgotten what happened at the time.

His temperament? There is no dust at the moment, and he is very impatient with him asking questions.

After repeated attempts, all failed.

It wasn’t until the gift he prepared by himself was trampled on the other party’s birthday banquet, that he knew that he was in the other party’s heart, perhaps, there was no such good impression.

The courage that was plucked up was gone.

So he shrank himself again.

He no longer? To look for Rong Ran, and he no longer? Ask He Lanze for questions.

Eat alone, practice spiritually, and read a book in the bamboo building alone. The days? It’s been a long time, it seems to be alone, and it’s not so unbearable.

He took the sect mission and wanted to deliver the letter to the outer door.

When he came back through Shuofengya, he once again saw the lush Jinling tree.

Trees full of bell-like flowers are swaying in the wind, very cute.

Can’t help but walk over.

However, a person was found lying down under the Jin Ling tree.

It looks like a teenager, or a girl?

Blood flowed from that person.

He walked quickly over.

Turning the man over, he took a breath.

The man’s appearance was burnt, his appearance was scarred, ugly and hideous.

If he hadn’t been used to seeing himself burned in the mirror, I’m afraid he would flee because of the shock when he saw the other person’s face.

It’s just that the man’s real wound is not on his face.

But in the waist and abdomen.

Several deep whip marks crossed the opponent’s waist, the wounded clothes were torn open, and the flesh and blood rolled, and the person who used the whip could be seen without mercy.

How could anyone deal with the Tianzong disciple? Such a heavy hand.

He frowned deeply, tore off his white clothes, helped the man deal with the wound on his waist and abdomen, and bandaged it properly.

Give the other side a few healing pills and observe the other side’s situation.

The other party? Woke up quickly.

Almost he continued to feed the medicine, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The opponent’s face is ugly with scars, but he has a pair of beautiful eyes. Only? Those eyes? The pupils are very dark and heavy, hollow.

The other party looked down at the white clothing tied to the wound on his waist and abdomen, then stood up forcibly, and did not say any thanks, then turned to leave.

He called the other party?, raised his voice and asked.

“Where are you a disciple?? Private torture is forbidden in the sect. Who on earth caused you to suffer such a serious injury?”

The man did not speak.

Still walking slowly step by step, the action? Like a stiff puppet.

He frowned, worrying more than the others, and stepped forward to grab the opponent.

The opponent’s body is thin and thin, only about his shoulders. Looking at the figure alone, I still can’t distinguish between men and women?

He softened his voice and asked, “What’s your name? What’s your name?”

The other party? Looking up at him, his dark eyes looked like a pool of stagnant water.

He said: “Do you want to speak? Or do you have no way to speak?”

The other party? Still did not speak, as if he was indeed dumb.

But even if he is dumb, he should give some reaction.

He couldn’t help being discouraged.

Again? I wondered if I really didn’t have the ability to associate with people.

The sky is dark.

Then? That’s it? Pulling and pulling can’t make it look like this.

And he heard that the outer disciples all have the rules of night restraint, and the late meeting may cause this person to be punished more severely. He can only let the opponent go back. But I couldn’t help but call the other party again? Some hurriedly organized language and said: “I…I like to see flowers. When I am free, I will come to Shuofengya for a round. In the future? If you still get lynched, then Come here? Find me. Brother will definitely find justice for you.”

It was the first time that he claimed to be a senior in front of other disciples, his cheeks were slightly red, but he was hidden under the mask and could not be seen.

The other party’s footsteps paused and disappeared into the night.

The second time I saw each other under the Jin Ling tree, it was already half a month later.

I don’t know? Is it because of the other party’s whiplash was too shocking at the time, or because of the other party? The scars on his face made him feel sorry for the same illness. He has never forgotten that thin figure, and would go to the outer door to look away from time to time. A glance? Is there anyone waiting for him on Shuofeng Cliff.

From a distance, he saw the thin figure standing under the tree, a disciple’s robe, and the wind blew through the man’s clothing, making it more and more empty. He hurriedly walked over and found that there was nothing on the man this time. There were no visible scars, and the face covered by the scars did not show the specific complexion. It was just that the bare hands looked pale, and the wrists were slender as if they were broken at one break. .

The man blinked when he saw him coming. The dark hollow in his eyes seemed to dissipate a little, and the morning light shone in, and a little light appeared.

He worried? Looking at each other?, “Are you here to find me on purpose?”

The other party finally reacted this time and nodded.

“Is someone lynching you again? Where is the injury, do you need my help?” He asked with concern.

The other party? shook his head.

Then he took out one thing from his arms.

It is a flower.

A pure white impatiens flower shaped like a butterfly. The flowers bloom beautifully, and the petals are still full of morning dew.

The other party? Hand him the flowers.

He was startled.

“Why, why give me flowers…” He paused.

He remembered well, and quickly remembered the excuse he had said before because he liked to see flowers, so he would often come to Jin Lingshu. At that time, he just said it casually, but he didn’t expect anyone to remember it.

This was the first time someone gave him flowers.

He pursed his lips, the little girl took the flower over with a heart, and tentatively rubbed the head of the person in front of him, and said softly, “Thank you, I like it very much.”

There was no reaction in the eyes of the people before him, just let him rub, his eyelashes drooped and trembled, it turned out to be a very well-behaved little animal.

“What’s your name?” He asked again?

The predecessor blinked his eyes.

He helplessly said: “So you really can’t speak. Are you literate?”

The predecessor shook his head.

He was even more helpless, “There must be a name.” He glanced at the golden bell flowers falling all over the ground, and said: “We met under the Jinling tree, why don’t we… just call you Linger?”

The other party blinked again, and did not shook his head to refuse.

So he was the other party? Acknowledged this name.

“Ling’er.” He said the name again, feeling very cute.

Although, it doesn’t quite match the lifeless appearance of the people before him.

Linger blinked?.

He felt that the other party was really like a little animal that only moved with a poke. Those dark eyes? After looking at them for a long time, they are a little cute.

Thinking of the wounds on the other party’s body before, he felt even more pity.

Ling’er has such a personality, among the sects, there is probably no such thing as a friend.

Just like him.

After thinking about it, he took the other person’s hand, sat under the tree, and talked about some interesting things in and out of the clan.

He really doesn’t know how to speak. He stayed alone for a long time, even less able to speak. The content was dry and dry. Even he himself felt a little embarrassed. Only when he turned his head, he found Ling’er. It seems to be very serious. So I regained my confidence and continued speaking.

By the evening, Linger should go back.

After this time, he would see Ling’er under the Jin Ling tree every few days.

Linger brings him different flowers every time she comes.

Those peanuts are so delicate and pretty, and he brings them back and puts them in the vase in the study, and he will be in a good mood for a few days.

He told Ling’er about the interesting things inside and outside the sect. After finishing the interesting things, he talked about swordsmanship, practice, and his own life. Ling’er is a very good listener, no matter what he says, he listens very attentively.

He didn’t actually adapt to loneliness as he thought.

Being accompanied by someone is different from staying alone in that empty bamboo building.

He began to look forward to every time he met Ling’er.

The Jinling tree blooms all seasons and is lush and lush. It has never changed its appearance from early spring to late winter.

And there seems to be a tacit agreement between them that at the middle of each month, they will meet under Jin Lingshu.

In the deep winter, there was thin snow on Qingyun Mountain.

He finished speaking all the things he had accumulated over the past month, and looked sideways, only to find that Ling’er was asleep.

This is rare.

Ling’er was very serious and focused every time she listened to him, her dark eyes seemed to have a gleam in her eyes.

Is it too tired?

Or it’s cold in winter, which makes people want to fall asleep.

Ling’er’s clothes are a bit too thin. Although the practitioners are not afraid of the cold, but Ling’er’s cultivation base has not yet reached the foundation, more or less, she should still feel cold.

So he took out a thin blanket from the storage ring and wanted to put it on him.

When I approached, I smelled a **** smell, overflowing from Ling’er’s clothes.

He frowned.

He took Ling’er back to his bamboo building and untied the clothes, but was startled by the dense scars on his body.

Many of those scars are old wounds, but some are still new and bleeding.

How could it be so.

He clenched his fists.

These days? He didn’t find any exposed scars on Ling’er. Originally, he thought that the whip marks on Ling’er’s body were only caused by the other party’s teacher’s anger, only occasionally, and Ling’er did not ask him for help. , They didn’t want to interfere with the other party?

Unexpectedly, the abuse Linger suffered has never stopped.

Every time I saw him, did he come with scars all over his body? And he didn’t even notice it.

He took medicine for Ling’er, treated the bleeding wound with a bandage, and sat on the side of the bed, a little dull? Waiting for the other party? to wake up.

When Ling’er woke up, her eyes were still a bit misty.

The outside world was getting dark, Linger blinked and wanted to get out of bed.

He held Ling’er’s hand and said solemnly.

“Today you are not allowed to go anywhere, and treat me well here.”

Linger blinked in confusion, and looked down at the bandage on her body.

“Why? Why didn’t you tell me if you got hurt.” He said, “Those people…like this? How long has it been to you?”

Linger did not answer.

He felt discouraged again.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, moonlight poured in. He sat next to Ling’er and didn’t teach him? He left secretly, frowning, thinking for a long time.

He made a decision.

“In the future? You will stay with me, don’t? Go back. What’s the matter, I will protect you.” He said, “It’s just? But, you are an outer disciple? It may be inconvenient to live in the inner door. It just so happens that my cultivation base is already a golden core. According to the rules of the sect, I can choose a disciple from the outer door to accept him as an apprentice.”

He stared at Ling’er, “Would you like to be my apprentice?”

Linger’s dark eyes were open? Looking at him, her pupils were reflected in the moonlight and his figure, and there seemed to be something in the depths.

After a long while, he nodded slowly.

He breathed out slowly.

The decision to accept a disciple was impulsive, just to keep Ling’er at the inner door and not be hurt by others.

But since he entered the sect, he has not been taught by the master, and he does not know how to be a teacher of people.

Moreover, he has always regarded Ling’er as his friend, but now that he is a senior, he can’t help but blush. With a light cough, he said: “Tomorrow, I will take you to the sect to register and get an identity token. You need your name, so I can’t always call you Lingerlinger…”

I also remembered that Ling’er was illiterate, unable to speak, and even if she knew her own name? But in order for Ling’er to live a stable life in the inner door, it is better to obtain the identity token as soon as possible, so she said: “Let’s do this first? After literacy, I will help you to change your name.”

Ling’er is very well-behaved, she just nodded obediently in his arrangement.

On the second day, he held the token engraved with the word “Ye Ling” and rubbed it in his hand, as if he liked it very much.

He bought new clothes for Ling’er and made another soft bed to keep Ling’er neat and tidy.

The empty bamboo building finally gained some popularity.

He didn’t know what he should do when he was a human teacher for the first time.

As a result, many books on the way of being a teacher were taken from the library.

I finally got some understanding after reading the light at night.

So the teaching plan was set.

The first is to teach Linger to read. After that, he must teach him the exercises and lead him to practice. Teachers need to teach by precepts and deeds. They are not partial or concealed.

The teacher is like the father, the apprentice is like the son?.

Regarding the last sentence, he didn’t quite understand it, because he had never felt the so-called father-son family affection in the first half of his life. It’s just that he thinks, as a father and son, he should put all his expectations and care on each other’s body.

Linger is very smart.

There is no need to teach carefully, many things can be done at one point.

And after the injury healed, he was always busy when he wasn’t paying attention, and put everything in the bamboo building properly and properly arranged, and planted a sea of ​​flowers outside the bamboo building.

Perhaps the environment has improved, and Ling’er’s figure has also grown rapidly.

In less than half a year, he was already almost as tall as him.

In fact, when he first met with the other party, Ling’er’s thin and fragile figure made him misunderstand the other party? It was a girl? The name of Ling’er was based on his impression. Later, I found out that the other party was actually a teenager, and he was used to crying, so he didn’t change it anymore.

Linger’s cooking is also delicious.

The appearance? Exquisite, especially in the pastries? Sweets, I don’t know where? Linger learned from. Whenever he is tired from reading in the study, the other party will serve a plum soup in summer and a cup of sweet **** tea in winter. Good temperament, everything is appropriate.

Sometimes he can’t help but think.

If it’s not for Ling’er, she’s not a girl or a child…

Then? Force yourself to stop thinking.

Between master and apprentice, there is no romance and love, this is the rule of the door.

Perhaps he has been lonely for too long before he throbs with his apprentice’s company. This shouldn’t be.

Ling’er was only sixteen or seventeen, but he really shouldn’t have such thoughts about him.

So deliberately stretch the distance.

Linger seemed to be aware of it, but did not ask.

Only? When he occasionally sat in the study, he would see Ling’er standing by the door, staring at him with those faint dark eyes.

Ling’er’s throat? Was hurt by the fire.

The same? It was the fire in the secret realm a year ago.

Over the years, he has found many ways to treat the other party. With little success.

He knew that Shenhuo’s injuries were incurable.

Just like the scar on his face, he can still feel the burning pain.

He once thought that if he could return to the fire, he would not help Rong Ran find the God-Returning Pill, but would try his best to rescue Ling’er at that time, so that Ling’er would not have to suffer and be cured. Suffering from his injuries.

Therefore, he did not expect that one day Linger would be able to speak.

The voice was hoarse.

Like the dead branches in winter, the sound of being crushed. Speak slowly, every word.

The other party? The first thing he said to him was.

“Master.”

He was surprised? Looking up from the scroll, he saw a young man with a long stature standing in front of him, leaning down, his palm covering the back of his hand on the page.

The young man yelled again.

“…Master.”

After the surprise? It was a surprise.

“Ling’er, can you speak?”

The youth gave a soft “um” and inserted his hand through his five fingers.

But he didn’t notice it. He continued to ask: “How do you feel in your voice now? If you are too reluctant, don’t force your voice and raise it first. We still have a lot of time to raise your voice slowly. …”

The youth looked at him with low eyes and said softly: “I really like Master.”

His voice stopped abruptly.

I even suspected that I had auditory hallucinations.

If not, how could he hear his apprentice confessing to him?

The young man leaned close, staring at him with dark eyes, and asked softly: “I am like this? I like Master, why Master…always avoid me lately.”

The other person’s breath gushes on his cheeks, the distance is so close.

He could not answer.

But the cheeks and ear tips are already stained with blush.

The young man said: “Mr. Mingming also likes me.”

His eyelashes trembled, “You…what are you talking nonsense?” “Isn’t it?” The young man held his hand and rubbed it in his palm.

Facing those dark eyes that seemed to be able to see through, he realized that he could not speak.

He turned his face, and no longer looked at each other, and said: “Between the master and the disciple, no, you can’t say love in a romantic way. This is Taoist ethics, Ling’er, I only see you as a disciple…”

Youth: “Master is lying.”

He pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The atmosphere between the two fell silent.

There were bursts of Yingming outside, accompanied by the sound of bamboo leaves and rustling, the young man had been stubbornly pulling his hand, and in the end, he was defeated.

He spoke? Want to change the subject.

“Ling’er, since you are already? You can speak, you might as well tell the teacher what your real name taboo is. As a teacher before, he will help you replace the name taboo in the sect registration when you grow up…”

The young man said: “I forgot. I only do? I like the name my master gave me, and I don’t have to change it.”

“Ye Ling’s name is too feminine after all?…” he said.

Seeing the young man get closer, he said softly, “If I were a female child, would the master admit that he liked me?”

His face was flushed even more.

“Ling’er, you…” It was too close, and the young man’s slender eyelashes seemed to fly into his eyes.

He continued: “No, not in body?…well…”

Before he finished speaking, the young man kissed his lips.

He always wears a mask outside, but in the bamboo building, together with Linger, he never hides it. They are already accustomed to each other’s appearance, and they are not as frightened as outsiders.

But now, he thought, it would be fine if he still wears a mask.

The dignified Jin Dan-stage cultivator, who was kissed by the disciple of his own foundation-building stage, was so breathless, it was really not something that could be exported.

After Ling’er kissed him?, she asked, “How does Master feel?”

But how can he tell what he is? How does it feel.

Only feel the blood flow and the heart beating fast. The face is so red.

Suddenly he got up, went out, and went to the bamboo forest.

Fled.

Linger didn’t chase him.

But he was able to feel the opponent’s line of sight, betting on his back all the time.

For three consecutive days, they did not speak again.

He is thinking about something.

It’s about the relationship between him and Linger.

Linger is still very young, and she shouldn’t know much about love affairs. The reason why I like him is probably mostly because of dependence. He is older than the other party, so you can’t make mistakes because you don’t understand him.

Besides, is he still the other party? Master. Master and apprentice father and son? It is indeed time for Ling’er to teach him some common sense of personnel at the age of Ling’er.

So he summoned Ling’er to the study, carefully discussing his thoughts with each other? To make it clear, I hope Ling’er can understand his painstaking efforts.

Linger laughed hoarsely.

“Master, I had a dream last night.” Linger said, “The only dream? There is a teacher and me. We are very close, not the closeness of the teacher and the apprentice, nor the closeness of the friends, but a deeper one. …To get close.”

“Even so, Master still thinks, I don’t understand anything?”

He blushed again.

More than blushing. Even the heart? It seemed to burn.

There seemed to be an emotion that had been ignored by him for a long time, mixed with his usual pampering and pity for young people, forming an emotion that was hard to describe, but taught him a slight dizziness.

He has no reason to refuse the young man’s confession anymore.

Linger came over to embrace him and kissed his eyelashes.

His eyelashes trembled, but after all, he didn’t push the opponent away again.

When Linger first saw her, she looked like a docile little animal.

Only now did he know that the other party was a wolf who never sat down.

If you hug and kiss, you need more.

But he always has no way to refuse the other party?.

In the process of trying, the fear of virtue has been lingering in his heart, and he trembles terribly.

Linger held him tighter and said to him, “Don’t be afraid.”

Spring has arrived.

The scent of flowers floated into the bamboo house with the wind, and melted into a richer fragrance.

Linger taught him not to be afraid, and then turned to call him Master.

Sound after sound.

He wanted to hide himself. Hide in a place where no one can see.

But he was dragged by the other party to fly to the cloud together.

Because he insisted, they still abide by the gift of mentoring and apprenticeship.

It’s just that the other party is holding back a lot in front of the person, and the back of the person is even more crazy.

Ling’er’s body is always hot, as if there is a never-ending fire hidden in it.

Before entering the bamboo building, he was kissed by Linger on the door.

Suddenly heard a familiar voice from a distance.

“The junior hasn’t come to me for a long time. It turned out that he actually accepted an apprentice.”

Someone is holding a bamboo umbrella and standing in the sun.

It’s Rongdan.

Rong Ran’s voice was slightly cold, but her face was still smiling softly.

“It seems that the younger brother has a good relationship with his apprentice, which is really the envy of the younger brother.”

He hurriedly pushed Ling’er away and shouted at the other party: “Brother Rong.”

Linger stood beside him, silent.

Rong Ran has not come to see him in Zhulou for a long time. So when he saw Rong Yan’s face, he felt a little strange.

He walked over.

“I don’t know? Brother Dao came here this time, what’s the matter.” After a pause, he said, “If the senior brother doesn’t dislike it, you can enter the house for a cup of tea and sit down and talk slowly.”

Rong Ran took a look? Linger beside him walked into the bamboo building.

But let him sit down, make the tea by himself, and pour it for him.

He was flattered.

He listened to Rong Ran and said, “I’m here now to invite Junior Brother to go to a secret place with me.”

He wondered: “What? What secret realm?”

A little smile appeared on Rong Ran’s face, and he said slowly: “Netherworld Secret Realm.”

The Nether Secret Realm was opened, and there was a lot of turmoil in the spiritual world, and he had heard about it.

It’s just that most of the secret realms inherited from the ancient times are dangerous, he has already suffered an injury in the divine fire of the secret realm, and he doesn’t want to take this risk anymore.

However, Rong Ran’s expression brought a little bit? Pray.

“Yunlan, Brother Helan’s retreat this time, I will lead the trip to the secret realm. It’s just you who know that although I have made many friends in the Heavenly Sect, there are not many people who can really hand over it. You are one of them. For the sake of our friendship for so many years, you can help Senior Brother with this favor.” Rong Ran took another look? Linger next to him, “Not to mention there are so many treasures in the Netherworld. The swordsmanship inherited from ancient times can be practiced for you and your disciples. You have already accepted disciples, so you should consider more for your disciples.”

He was moved by the imploring and spoken swordsmanship in Rong Ran’s words, hesitantly nodded.

Rong Ran laughed and said, “So Yunlan, three days later? See you on the flying boat.”

Saying goodbye to Rong Ran, the silent Linger next to him suddenly said.

“Master, that senior fellow, isn’t it a good thing?”

His face changed slightly.

Ling’er has always spoken directly, and she is also very keen on perceiving malicious people. What he said is not? Most people who have such a good thing are really not what? Such a good thing.

Only? He spoke in a low voice? said: “Senior Brother Rong led me into the Dao, took me into the Heavenly Sect, and took care of me a lot. It’s not something? He is a treacherous person. Maybe he invited me to the secret realm this time. There is a mind to use, but it doesn’t do anything to me.”

Moreover, Ling’er’s cultivation base in recent years has made him quite worried. It stands to reason that Ling’er has built the foundation for a long time, but the cultivation base has been slow to advance, as if there is something? Something is blocking and swallowing his cultivation base.

However, when he asked Ling’er, Ling’er was always silent, or said that her aptitude was dull, which disappointed him. After asking many times, he didn’t dare to ask again, for fear of hurting his self-esteem.

If you can find better practice and swordsmanship in the secret realm, and teach Ling’er to practice, will it help Ling’er break through the shackles?

Just for this? He also has to go to the secret realm for a while.

Linger was silent for a moment, and said, “I also want to go with Master.”

He said: “No, your cultivation is the only way to build a foundation. There are many dangers in the secret realm, and it is difficult to protect you as a teacher.”

Linger said: “I have a way to protect myself.”

But he still said: “No.”

That night, he was tossed by Linger all night.

But Ling’er seemed to be no longer at last? He was about to go to the secret realm with him, and he relaxed his vigilance.

As a result, the Tianzong Flying Boat took off and arrived at Zhanxing City. After entering the Nether Secret Realm, he discovered that Ling’er was among the gathered team of Tianzong disciples.

“You…how did you come here as a teacher without hiding it?” He went over to Ling’er, suppressing surprise and anger.

Linger silently went to hold his hand and said, “I don’t worry about Master.”

What was in his heart? The anger disappeared suddenly.

It’s all here.

He can only protect his apprentice with all his strength.

Although it was so decided in his heart, he still threw Ling’er’s hand away and said, “It’s a big crowd, what kind of style?”

Ling’er nodded, retracted her hand, and followed behind him.

Did Xu know that she had done something wrong, and Linger was overly behaving all the way.

The danger is abnormal in the Nether Secret Realm.

He encountered danger several times, but he was always at the last moment, as if there was something helping him.

It’s just that he didn’t think much about it.

Tianzong and his party successfully arrived at the third level of the secret realm. After passing through the forest of ten thousand steles, they could see the bright beam of magic weapon in the sky.

They are not the first team to enter the third tier of monks.

There are already many monks from the five continents and four seas around, and most of them are scarred. They have suffered heavy losses in the previous two floors. The expression looking at the magic weapon is full of greed, and many of them are already immortal.

This atmosphere made the surroundings very heavy, as if a precursor to a melee.

As the mountain wall separated, the uphill road of Fuyou Mountain was revealed, and the monks in the secret realm fell into madness. Countless people swarmed toward the mountain road, some were submerged by the killing array, and some were cut into blood clots. The mountain road covered with maple leaves couldn’t tell what happened to maple leaves and which ones were blood.

“Yunlan, let’s go up the mountain too.” Rong Ran smiled at him.

So up the mountain.

They are considered to have been exploring the way, all the way to the top of the mountain, but suddenly encountered the impact of a meteorite, he rushed to push Rong Ran down, and the two entered the killing formation, but when they turned around, they found that Ling’er had also followed into the killing formation.

The killing array was dangerous. In order to protect the two, he was seriously injured. When he was about to fall, he was hugged by Ling’er.

Linger said to him, “Don’t be afraid.”

When she was speaking, there was a dark shadow floating behind Ling’er. Although Ling’er’s cultivation base was only used to build a foundation, at this moment, with those shadows, he blocked the ultimate move in the secret realm.

They broke through the killing formation and fell into the cave under the ground.

Ling’er’s breath became extremely evil, with a gloomy and hostile spirit.

——Is it what he has never seen before?.

Rong Ran fell with them, jealous? Looking at the darkness on Ling’er, I don’t know what? What did he think of? He muttered: “What the man said is true. There are monsters in the Tianzong…”

“I advise you not to do anything to me,” Rong Ran said suddenly, “Your Master’s body has been killed by me, and now it is in my hands.”

The shadow that had extended to the back of Rong Ran stopped.

He was seriously injured and was held in his arms by Ling’er, unbelievably wide-eyed, when did Rong Ran poison him? Why do you want to poison him? Aren’t they friends, brothers and sisters?

I remembered the cup of tea that Rong Ran had made for him when he came to the Zhulou to find him.

Linger said hoarsely: “The antidote, hand it over.”

The soft smile on Rongran’s face has disappeared, and he said coldly: “Do you think I’m a fool? If you want your master to live, please do what I say.”

Linger was silent.

The surrounding shadows are about to move.

Obviously he didn’t believe in Rong Ran’s words very much.

Rong Ran sneered.

He suddenly felt a tingling in his heart, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood is pitch black. It smells of rotten.

Ling’er froze in her hand holding him.

“Explore the way ahead.” Rong Ran urged.

He felt that Ling’er hugged him and walked forward. The young man’s arms were steady and strong, but his heart seemed to be clenched.

Poison Gu pain and serious physical injury made him half comatose and half awake, trying to stop, want to talk, it was very difficult.

Rong Ran, why?-And Ling’er, what did you hide from him before? Why is there such a thing? A treacherous power…

The cave was winding around. I don’t know how long it has been before I suddenly heard the sound of bats flying by.

There is a pool in front of it.

The sound of wind came from the cave behind the water pool, and it was not far from the exit.

Rong Ran said: “You go first