Blame The Villain For Being Too Beautiful

The person who came was Zhao Wuyou, the daughter of Zhao Lin, the new head of Xunmen.

Zhao Lin has been obsessed with cultivating in the deep mountains for the past few years. She returned to the mountain gate suddenly ten years ago and changed her past indifference to fame and fortune to become the new head of the Xunmen. Probably because she felt that she had treated her only daughter badly in the past few years, so Zhao Lin has loved Zhao Wuyou so much in the past ten years. Bao transformed Zhao Wuyou's double spiritual root into a single spiritual root.

Under Zhao Lin's connivance, Zhao Wuyou's temperament became extremely domineering, and he was the notorious little overlord in the world of cultivating immortals.

Song Xuyi didn't expect this little overlord to be so outspoken. We must know that if there is no Ning Jingyu, the current Three Realms might be devastated. Which round will Zhao Wuyou come here to act recklessly?

If it was Zhao Wuyou who insulted him, Song Xuyi might have just laughed it off, but at this time, the "old and immortal" Zhao Wuyou said was Ning Jingyu, Song Xuyi couldn't stand it anymore——

Song Xuyi frowned, and was about to go forward to argue with Zhao Wuyou that Ning Jingyu also came out of the formation.

The moment she saw Ning Jingyu, Zhao Wuyou's eyes widened, and she suddenly fell silent. She stared at Ning Jingyu in a daze, even two blush appeared on her cheeks, and she took two steps forward as if Wanting to go to Ning Jingyu's side...

"Senior Ning, I am..."

Ning Jingyu pursed his lips slightly and said "noisy" before Zhao Wuyou had time to open his mouth, Ning Jingyu had already waved his sleeves and a huge gust of wind swept Zhao Wuyou and his party to the ground. outside!

With a bang, the door closed against the wind.

Ning Jingyu didn't seem to see the astonished gazes of the people around him, and went back to the room to write quickly, and a few bright red characters appeared vividly on the paper.

— "Death to trespassers!"

Until the Xianmen Dabi was held, these words had been pasted on the gate of Xuanshumen.

I have to say that these words are extremely effective. After a period of time, until the arrival of the Immortal Gate Grand Competition, the number of invitations sent to the door to see Ning Jingyu was obviously much less. Some people came back to chat, saying that Zhao Wuyou had been I didn't give up, and often lingered by the door, but I never dared to make noise like last time.

During this period of time, Song Xuyi practiced with Ning Jingyu all day long, and felt that his strength had greatly improved.

Soon it will be the day when the Xianmen Dabi will be held.

The Xianmen Grand Competition is conducted from low to high levels.

Because the foundation-building period of the disciples in the foundation-building period varies in length, the disciples in the early stage of foundation-building are obviously at a disadvantage to the disciples in the later stage of foundation-building. The disciple with the highest strength in the group can enter the secret realm to seek the secret treasure.

Song Xuyi had only built the foundation for more than a year. Even if Song Xuyi was a genius, his spiritual power level was still the lowest among the participating cultivators.

Moreover, Ning Jingyu doesn't seem to be particularly interested in the accumulation of spiritual power. Compared with other cultivators who frantically concoct alchemy and take pills in order to improve their spiritual power, Ning Jingyu, in addition to giving Song Xuyi natural, non-erysipelas-free spiritual power melons and fruits Besides, Song Xuyi was not given any artificial pills.

Rather than blindly increasing his spiritual power, Ning Jingyu would rather let Song Xuyi train his body and train his reaction speed.

After getting over the discomfort at the beginning, Song Xuyi agreed with Ning Jingyu's education method very much: After all, the immortal world suffered a disastrous defeat later on, and it had a great relationship with the cultivation attitude of the immortal cultivators who only sought spiritual power and did not seek physical training. It's just an aid when facing the enemy, fighting steadily and steadily, using the least amount of spiritual power to bring out the strongest ability, that's the real cultivation.

Because Ning Jingyu didn't like crowded places, Song Xuyi followed the others to the venue of the Qianmen Grand Competition to test the spiritual power in his body.

It seemed that Song Xuyi didn't expect that there would be so little spiritual power in Song Xuyi's body. When Song Xuyi was testing the spiritual power, the female cultivator in charge of the test looked at Song Xuyi several times in astonishment, and even turned her head and muttered to the people next to her for a long time.

Song Xuyi didn't care about the strange gazes of others, and walked back with the disciples after the spirit root test, but he didn't expect that Zhao Wuyou would block his way home.

Zhao Wuyou insisted on talking to Song Xuyi, Song Xuyi winked with the rest of the sect, and saw that the disciple knowingly went back to report the letter, so he followed Zhao Wuyou to the side.

Still continuing her style of being surrounded by stars, she led a few people to surround Song Xuyi. She frowned and looked critically at Song Xuyi, and motioned for the cultivator at the side to hand Song Xuyi a storage bag.

"I heard that you are from the human world, and your family background is not obvious."

"There are millions of spirit stones and some small pills in this storage bag, enough for you to go back to your hometown and start a small sect!"

"But it's just a deposit." Zhao Wuyou raised his head, and squinted at Song Xuyi with a little arrogance: "After the matter is completed, the other half will also be sent to your house..."

Zhao Wuyou was indeed as rich as the rumors said, and he was a big deal when he made a move!

Song Xuyi blinked.

I have to admit that Song Xuyi's heart fluttered for a moment. Just as Zhao Wuyou said, the money is enough for Song Xuyi to establish a small sect.

When Song Xuyi establishes a sect and develops his own power, he will be able to guard the Song family at all times and complete his mission to avoid the death of the hero and heroine.

However, there will be no pie in the sky, Zhao Wuyou can't show favor to him for no reason, especially if Zhao Wuyou offers such a generous reward, he will definitely pay a big price.

What does Zhao Wuyou want to do?

"I advise you not to linger on things you don't deserve." Seeing that Song Xuyi didn't speak, Zhao Wuyou was not patient either, with obvious disdain in his eyes: "As Senior Ning's disciple, I thought You are so powerful, but I never thought that the spiritual power in your body is so low! It can be seen that the natural water spirit root is not necessarily outstanding, and having a disciple like you is simply disgraceful to the lintel of Senior Ning—"

"If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to rely on Senior Ning's sect, I would have gone home a long time ago in embarrassment..."

At this time, the cultivators on the side began to chime in: "My young lady's spiritual power is almost twice as strong as yours..."

This is the bright pull step.

Song Xuyi understood Zhao Wuyou's meaning almost instantly: Zhao Wuyou probably wanted to become Ning Jingyu's disciple, so he wanted to make way for him.

If it was the first few days when he was trained by the devil, Song Xuyi might have given way to Zhao Wuyou, but now that he has been getting along for many years, no matter from the perspective of personal relationship or personal development, Song Xuyi does not want to give way to Zhao Wuyou .

But the other party is the jewel in the palm of the head of the Xun Sect after all, and Song Xuyi didn't want to be too direct, and was about to reject Zhao Wuyou's unreasonable request in a more tactful tone, when he heard a familiar cold voice from the side: "I'm a disciple!" Is your child's spiritual power low?"

Ning Jingyu slowly came out from the side, and she didn't know how long she had been listening, even though Ning Jingyu's tone was extremely flat, Song Xuyi somehow felt that Ning Jingyu was in a bad mood.

Ning Jingyu didn't look at Song Xuyi, she looked at Zhao Wuyou emotionlessly, ignored Zhao Wuyou's pale face, pulled Song Xuyi and turned away—

"I'll let you know what real waste is!"

Ning Jingyu pulled Song Xuyi back to the small courtyard of Xuanshu Gate.

Only then did Song Xuyi realize that Ning Jingyu was really angry. Ning Jingyu then set up a formation to let Song Xuyi go inside to practice swords, but she herself looked at Song Xuyi with a straight face and complicated eyes.

When fighting Song Xuyi, Ning Jingyu didn't hold back at all, and used a branch to hold Song Xuyi's throat within three moves.

"For the next three days, you will practice your sword in the formation, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Ning Jingyu spoke coldly, sat beside him and closed his eyes to meditate. For the next three days, except for going out for a short while, Ning Jingyu stayed in the formation to urge Song Xuyi to practice.

Song Xuyi seemed to have returned to the painful period when she first entered the Xuanshu Sect. At the beginning, she still had the mind to think about how she had offended Ning Jingyu, but then she was immersed in cultivation all day long, and she had no time to think about it. next thing.

After falling down and getting up again and again, Ning Jingyu did not restrict Song Xuyi from using his spiritual power, but even though Song Xuyi tried his best, he was still unable to defeat Ning Jingyu who was holding a branch without using any spiritual power.

Song Xuyi understood Ning Jingyu's intentions—spiritual power is always just a support, and the most powerful thing is his own reaction and physique.

Even though he couldn't defeat Ning Jingyu, Song Xuyi continued to train over and over again, constantly improving his swordsmanship speed.

There was no distinction between day and night in the formation, and after three days passed, Song Xuyi was still in a daze. She lay on the ground in a daze, staring at Ning Jingyu, but Ning Jingyu was still spotless, looking like a fairy.

Ning Jingyu looked down at Song Xuyi, stretched out a hand reservedly to pull Song Xuyi up, and pursed his lips into a straight line: "I can teach you a lot!"

Probably jumping out of the situation at that time, looking back at this moment, Song Xuyi suddenly understood the reason for Ning Jingyu's anger at this moment.

"I never thought of leaving Master."

Perhaps it was because her silence when facing Zhao Wuyou gave Ning Jingyu the illusion that she was moved by Zhao Wuyou's words, and that's why she was so angry during this time.

"Master," Song Xuyi straightened his sore body, looked at Ning Jingyu seriously, and sighed slightly: "I just think that Zhao Wuyou is also the daughter of the head of the Xun Sect after all, and it would be inappropriate to reject her too directly. So I hesitated for a moment."

"My apprentice is very grateful to Master for teaching me. Even if Master doesn't say anything, I know that Master's strength is extraordinary and his talent is amazing." Song Xuyi secretly glanced at Ning Jingyu's expression, Ning Jingyu still had the same desolate look , but Song Xuyi always felt that Ning Jingyu's mood seemed to be better, so he held Ning Jingyu's hand instead and continued to speak: "But master, if you feel angry in your heart, can you tell me clearly?"

"I'm not afraid that I won't be able to learn the skills, but I'm afraid that Master will be angry because of me."

"Master has suffered a lot in the past few years." Song Xuyi looked at Ning Jingyu sincerely: "In my perception, a hero has the right to get the best in the world. No matter what others think, Master is the guardian in my heart." A great hero of the Three Realms, this disciple only hopes that Master can live freely and happily every day, and doesn't want to make Master worry because of himself..."

Song Xuyi thought that these words would definitely make Ning Jingyu let go of the displeasure in his heart, but he didn't expect that after Ning Jingyu glanced at Song Xuyi, he suddenly withdrew his hand, turned his back and looked away.

There was an inexplicable panic in his heart, Ning Jingyu never thought that Song Xuyi would see through his own thoughts, and it was at this time that Ning Jingyu suddenly realized that he regarded this apprentice as more important than he thought.

When Ning Jingyu woke up from his complicated thoughts, Song Xuyi had already stepped out of the formation.

Song Xuyi felt that he needed to give Ning Jingyu a step down, so he thoughtfully left Ning Jingyu alone, and went out first.

The Immortal Gate Grand Competition will be held in the early morning of the second day. After Song Xuyi came out, he greeted the disciples around him, and found that the disciples looked at him strangely. Song Xuyi didn't care, and went straight in after washing up. Resting in the room, after three days of sleepless nights, Song Xuyi fell into a deep sleep as soon as he touched the pillow. He didn't know that in the middle of the night, a person quietly sneaked into the room. Clenched and loosened, looked at Song Xuyi's eyes and struggled several times, but in the end he still didn't grab Song Xuyi's neck—

—Even though she knew that Song Xuyi had become her weakness, she still couldn't bear to strangle Song Xuyi to death.

On the morning of the second day, the Fairy Gate Dabi was held as scheduled.

The martial arts arena was vast and boundless, and the leaders of each faction sat on the high platform to watch the battle. Ning Jingyu sat in the very center. His beautiful face was carved out of ice and snow. When he saw it suddenly, he couldn't help but suffocate his breath.

After Ning Jingyu's appearance, the martial arts arena became quiet, and it wasn't until the competition officially started that the hustle and bustle resumed.

Along the way, Song Xuyi felt that there was something wrong with the way people around him looked at him, but because he was walking behind Ning Jingyu, it was inconvenient for Song Xuyi to ask.

For some reason, Song Xuyi consciously clarified the misunderstanding with Ning Jingyu, but Ning Jingyu still had that desolate and cold look.

After stepping onto the competition arena, Song Xuyi's strange feeling reached its peak.

—My opponent seems to have a much higher level of spiritual power than me, at least the foundation has been established for twenty years.

Did you make a mistake with the opponent?

Song Xuyi frowned, and before he had time to ask, he heard his opponent laugh: "I heard that Feng Master Ning specially asked someone to change the group, saying that his apprentice has the ability to overcome the strong with the weak, so he specially transferred you Now that we have reached the strongest group, I will come to meet you today!"

Song Xuyi stared wide-eyed at Ning Jingyu on the high platform, but before he could react, the opponent had already attacked—

The author has something to say:

It wasn't because the quilt was too warm that I didn't update it last night.

Instead, Li Jiaqi and Wei Ya...

At once…

Cover your face, everyone understands.

While I still have it in hand, I haven't paid the final payment yet.

Let's do this bowl of sad soil of "I hate Double Eleven" together! !