Seeing this scene, the little Mengshan disciple cheered, and someone immediately greeted him. His eyes looked at Yang Xiu with pleasure. The meaning was obvious: You are dead today!

Yang Xiu curled his lips, and he still looked like he was lazy and made the other party angry. However, when the two of them approached, Yang Xiu's eyes couldn't help but be attracted.

Old man Fang showed Yang Xiu portraits of important figures in the Tianshu Pavilion, so Yang Xiu recognized the two very easily.

The woman in the lead was in her forties, with a yellow face and holding a strange black whisk in her hand. She should be Du Hongfeng, a disciple of Xiao Mengshan. When Yang Xiu's eyes moved to another girl next to him, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

What a general in silk!

The girl in front of her is ten years old, half a head taller than Yang Xiu. She is wearing a military uniform and has exquisite phoenix patterns on her red and black armor. She is unique in a group of female disciples with long red dresses. She is Lin Shuangchen, a cultivator who has never met after Yang Xiu’s reputation for a long time!

When I saw Lin Shuangchen's body was filled with a bitter temperament, which seemed not as beautiful and charming as other girls around me. But if I looked closely, I could find that her facial features were particularly standard and delicate, with her beautiful nose and mouth, and her jade face and beautiful eyes. The more I looked at it, the more I liked it, it was the most attractive category.

In addition, this senior sister Lin is elegant and elegant, and cold, making people unable to even see that she is angry or sad.

But this beautiful face alone is enough to make everyone intoxicated, just like a magnolia blooming alone in the night, and like a fairy-world female general who comes from the nine heavens and is not stained with a trace of human atmosphere, with a transcendent temperament.

No wonder so many people are fascinated by her.

Yang Xiu looked around and saw that the eyes of most people around him were on Lin Shuangchen, even the female disciples were no exception. However, Lin Shuangchen was as cold as ice frost, as if completely isolated from the eyes around him.

The two of them soon came close to each other, and the female disciples of the little Mengshan were already chattering.

"Uncle Shi, this man sneaked into our Xiaomeng Mountain!"

"He injured Senior Brother Wang just now."

"Also intended to be bad to us."

...

Yang Xiu couldn't help but be stunned as he heard the bloody and tears of these female disciples: Is this ability to turn black and white too strong?

Du Hongfeng's face was as cold as frost, and his knife-like eyes were tug at Yang Xiu. Before Yang Xiu could explain, he waved the whisk and said sternly: "Shameless man, take it down for me. If you dare to resist and kill me, you will not be able to do so!"

"Hey, I have to listen to my explanation..."

After hearing this, Yang Xiu became anxious immediately. This was too arbitrary. In fact, Yang Xiu didn't know that Du Hongfeng hated men in the world. The male disciples of Tianshu Pavilion walked around when they saw her, not to mention Yang Xiu, who was wearing the hat of "having evil intentions".

However, as soon as he was halfway through the words, Du Hongfeng waved his right hand and a white light shot in the air. Yang Xiu subconsciously turned his head, and felt a pain in his ears. He reached out to touch him and found blood.

"Oh, you are an old nun who kills thousands of swords!"

Yang Xiu was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. Cang Lang pulled out the white deer and pointed at Du Hongfeng and cursed: "I have the courage to come and fight alone! Your disciples are all mingling with the male disciples, you are blind! Grandma, wait for my master... My uncle Liu Wenzhong comes to pull out all your bird feathers!"

Most of the people present came from wealthy people before cultivating immortals, and after entering the school, they practiced all day long. They had never experienced such a standard and vicious national curse. They were stunned for a while but couldn't react.

On the contrary, the Liu Wenzhong mentioned by Yang Xiu made everyone hesitate and looked back at Du Hongfeng.

Yang Xiu is not stupid either. Now he is fighting hard, so he pretends to bring Liu Wenzhong out inadvertently, hoping that the other party will be afraid. As long as Liu Wenzhong can come over and find out the whole story, I would not dare to do anything about this group of women with a scorpion-hearted heart.

Du Hongfeng turned his head to look at the male and female disciples standing together. His face sank into the water. He paused before he rushed to Wang Gan in the crowd: "You are a disciple of Bingdaotang. Have you seen the whole story clearly?"

Wang Gan's face turned pale and was hammered by Yang Xiu on his lower abdomen and lay on the ground for a long time. At this time, he turned around and stared at Yang Xiu viciously, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Report to Uncle Master, every sentence of the junior sisters and sisters just now is true. This person snatched the sword with his intention to do something wrong in Xiaomengshan!"

"Okay, since you have witnessed it, I believe Senior Brother Liu will agree with my approach."

Du Hongfeng said coldly, turned to Yang Xiu, and said, "Catch him back to the prison."

Yang Xiu felt a little sad, and he said that he didn't read the calendar when he went out, so why were he unlucky one after another? Yang Xiu was at a loss. Wang Gan had already brought people around him and stared at Yang Xiu with a grim smile.

"Wait a moment,"

Yang Xiu was hesitating whether to resist. A voice like a gloomy orchid in the valley sounded in the open space. Lin Shuangchen, who had been silent, looked at Yang Xiu, opened his mouth slightly, and said, "Did you write the words on this carriage?"

With a simple sentence, everyone stopped their movements, and their eyes were full of confusion when they looked at Lin Shuangchen. Yang Xiu looked up and happened to meet Lin Shuangchen's beautiful eyes, and his heart jumped out of strength.

"Yes, I wrote it." Yang Xiu nodded and replied.

"Can I see your sword?" Lin Shuangchen seemed to be interested in Yang Xiu, walked over and said without a trace of human fireworks.

Yang Xiu didn't want to use the word condescending, but in fact, Lin Shuangchen was just looking at Yang Xiu condescendingly... Yang Xiu was seventeen years old and had not yet developed. Lin Shuangchen, who was wearing military uniform, was more than half a head taller than Yang Xiu...

Yang Xiu sighed discouraged and handed over the Bailu Sword, thinking that Lin Shuangchen had a reputation and his cultivation was infinitely close to the Qihai Period, so it would be better to be honest.

Lin Shuangchen pulled out his sword and looked down at it. Yang Xiu also seized this rare opportunity to admire the beauty up close. After looking closely, he found that Lin Shuangchen's skin was good and it made people jealous. His slender eyelashes occasionally trembled, which made Yang Xiu unable to help but his eyes straightened.

In the eyes of people around, Yang Xiu looked like a pig now, and took advantage of the opportunity to get close to Lin Shuangchen, which made everyone feel indignant and angry.

"Senior sister, leave this person to me." As if she couldn't see Yang Xiu's lustful eyes, Lin Shuangchen picked up the long sword and whispered to Du Hongfeng.

When he heard this, the female disciples from Xiao Mengshan around him could not help but speak.

"Uncle Lin, this person was disrespectful to us just now and even hit people!"

"It's obviously a disciple. Uncle Lin, don't be deceived by him!"

"It's just a chore, why are you arrogant?"

Wang Gan in the crowd flickered his eyes, and he hid behind other disciples and kept echoing and shouting, and a trace of evil flashed in his eyes staring at Yang Xiu.

"Shut up!" Lin Shuangchen didn't say anything, but Du Hongfeng lowered his face and shouted in a low voice. Seeing Du Hongfeng getting angry, everyone held their breath and did not dare to speak, but the eyes of Yang Xiu were extremely hatred.

Yang Xiu still looked indifferent, but he was already angry and laughed. These girls had been spoiled by the male disciples of Tianshu Pavilion. If the situation was not better than others, Yang Xiu would have been thrusting his mouth.

Du Hongfeng nodded at Lin Shuangchen. Seeing this, Lin Shuangchen turned around and walked down the mountain. His expression remained unchanged throughout the process, without saying a word, and was not affected by the people around him at all.

Yang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and moved a few boxes of books into the carriage, and then followed quickly with the carriage. However, the old dark horse seemed to have a special liking for the bamboo forest here, so Yang Xiu slapped it a few times before pulling a big mouthful of bamboo leaves and leaving reluctantly.

"Uncle Master, did you let him go?"

Wang Gan stared at Yang Xiu's back and said anxiously to Du Hongfeng: "A little errand disciple ran to Xiaomeng Mountain to play wildly. In the future, those male disciples will run up the mountain casually. Where is the majesty of Xiaomeng Mountain..."

"Rareless! Why do you need to judge the majesty of our Xiao Mengshan?"

Du Hongfeng's old face sank, and his knife-like eyes made Wang Gan subconsciously shrink his body, "If someone dares to talk nonsense about today, don't blame me for being rude. In addition, I want to visit Elder Situ. Why are you male disciples from Bingdaotang in Xiaomengshan?"

Wang Gan's face turned weak and he quickly explained: "Uncle Master, don't get me wrong, that's it..."

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The two walked to the gate of Xiaomeng Mountain one after another. Lin Shuangchen stopped, raised his hand and threw the sword to Yang Xiu, and turned around and left.

"Oh, Lin...Master Lin,"

When Yang Xiu saw that the other party was leaving, he quickly followed and said, "That...thank you."

Lin Shuangchen turned around, his face was indifferent, and his cold eyes made Yang Xiu furious and said lightly: "If you want to thank me, go and thank Senior Brother Liu."

Yang Xiu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but he didn't understand what the other party meant for a moment. However, seeing Lin Shuangchen was about to leave after he finished speaking, Yang Xiu suddenly thought of the problem that had bothered him before, and quickly stepped forward and said with a smile:

"That... Uncle Lin. For the sake of Uncle Liu and "Shanyuan Xiaomei", can I ask you a question?"

Lin Shuangchen stopped and looked at Yang Xiu with a cold expression, with a hint of impatience between his eyebrows.

In the past, there was always a disciple who came to Lin Shuangchen for excuses, and in the end they were all to see the beauty's charm. Over time, Lin Shuangchen had no good impression of such a male disciple.

What's more, Yang Xiu still wrote "Little Plum in the Mountain Garden". Lin Shuangchen looked at him with some admiration when he killed people with a passionate teenager who ignored his life and future for the sake of his relatives.

So now Yang Xiu's way of doing this made Lin Shuangchen feel a little disappointed. If it weren't for the fact that Yang Xiu said that for Liu Wenzhong and that poem, Lin Shuangchen would have left long ago.

But Yang Xiucai ignored this and continued with a thick smile: "If I want to break through the bottleneck in the early stage of body quenching, when should I take the Fire Spirit Pill?"

Lin Shuangchen was already ready, but when Yang Xiu spoke out, he turned around and left. However, after hearing Yang Xiu's question, a hint of surprise appeared in Lin Shuangchen's eyes.

In fact, Yang Xiu thought very simply. He had not seen a master in the Book Hall for a hundred years. Now there is a recognized genius in front of him. How can he not seize the opportunity to ask for advice?

"In the early stage of body quenching, it is best to take medicine two hours before breaking through the realm. If the level of the elixir is high, you must be in advance."

Lin Shuangchen thought for a moment and said word by word: "Because you have to deal with illusions and many other difficulties when breaking through the bottleneck, you can accumulate the effect of medicine in advance and be prepared for any trouble. Taking medicine temporarily will easily be distracted and may fail."

Yang Xiu nodded repeatedly, keeping the other party's words in his heart without missing a word, and then bowed solemnly to thank him: "Thank you, uncle!"

When Yang Xiu raised his head, the other party had already taken off the wind and flew towards the forest of Xiaomeng Mountain. Yang Xiu could only see a light and elegant back in the setting sun.

"This girl should only be found in heaven, and it is rare to see her in the world~"

When he accidentally saw Lin Shuangchen and received crucial information, Yang Xiuxin felt sad and said, "I looked back and took great effort to pull the old dark horse that was chewing bamboo leaves away from the bamboo forest, and then hummed a small song to Liushu Hall."

"My master, I'm walking on the mountain road and I met a beautiful girl. Girl, are you tired? Get on my carriage and I'll take you to fly..."

At the same time, Yang Xiu reached into the carriage for a while and soon took out three crystal clear small stones that emitted colorful light, which were the three low-grade spirit stones that Wang Gan threw in the car before!

"Haha, this stupid thing~" Yang Xiu held the spirit stone in his hand and played with it carefully. He was happy and did not forget to say a few words to the king. He was in a very good mood.

...

Yang Xiu naturally didn't know that when he reached Lin Shuangchen's realm, his vision and hearing from all directions was just the most basic ability. In the sky full of sunset, Lin Shuangchen stared at the carriage on the mountain road in the distance, with a strange expression.

Lin Shuangchen has always regarded men as earth and rocks, but the previous sentence "This woman should only be found in heaven, and it is rare to see her in the world" still made Lin Shuangchen's heart slightly moved. After all, this was being praised secretly, and it was still a wonderful poem.

But later when he heard the song, Lin Shuangchen frowned slightly, glanced at Yang Xiu, who was lying on the carriage halfway, and looked proudly, turned around and flew towards Xiaomengshan with a expressionless face.

"Do you know that errand disciple?" Du Hongfeng sent a group of disciples away. Seeing Lin Shuangchen returning from the sword, he asked with a doting smile on his face, "How could he have the style of Master Miejue just now?"

"Yes." Lin Shuangchen slightly pointed his moth head, still looking calm and didn't say much.

"It's fine, let's go and see the master." Du Hongfeng did not ask much, and rushed to the top of Xiaomeng Mountain with Lin Shuangchen.
Chapter completed!