I’m Not a Junior Sister For Many Years

Cough.

Junior Sister A Luo is good at everything, but she has a little extravagance in her character, and her sweet talk is as if she doesn't want money to coax people.

Shen Zhao averted his gaze a bit, feeling a little depressed that he was too stupid. He knew that he should also say something nice at this time, as if girls like to listen to it.

Moreover, let A Luo say good things unilaterally. After a long time, will A Luo find him boring?

After all, A Luo said before that his big brother is a bit like a statue in a temple, without the slightest smoke. But after staying on the idol for a long time, even if Shen Zhao wanted to try to be grounded, it seemed that he couldn't do anything about it.

"Junior Sister, I... I..." Shen Zhao is really not a person who can explain his heart very well. If he could, he would have confided his heart to Aluo long ago.

Seeing Shen Zhao hesitating, his face flushed again, A Luo already knew what Shen Zhao wanted to say.

Some people need words to make people understand, but some people are not good at words, but they will use practical actions to tell you how good they are.

Moreover, Shen Zhao lacked oral knowledge since he was a child, so he could speak only after Xiao Cang Ling was able to speak.

Such a person, if he has shown his love to you in action, and you still ask him to be no less inferior to others in words, it is a bit too demanding.

In the world, it is already rare to have a perfect person like Shen Zhao, why should he be greedy?

A Luo felt that she was particularly satisfied.

Every time she sees Shen Zhao trying to express her favor to her, she feels like that small spring bamboo shoot buried deep in the ground in spring. When it breaks through the ground, it will grow rapidly, with integrity and impartiality.

"Brother, you don't have to force yourself." A Luo is very considerate, "I know what you want to say."

It's okay not to say that A Luo, she said so, Shen Zhao feels even more embarrassed.

"Junior sister, you...you are fine too." Shen Zhao suffocated, but he could only suffocate such simple words.

Shen Zhao felt a little embarrassed, but Aluo seemed to have heard some fairy music.

She didn't speak any more.

A Luo was afraid that if she said a few more nice words, Shen Zhao would be in a hurry to smoke.

As the eyes flowed, all affection and ambiguity need not be said again.

Just when the two wanted to continue to look at each other here, the hidden little cave sky suddenly began to shake.

"Aluo." Shen Zhao hurriedly pulled Alola to his side, his face became heavy, "Be careful, someone outside wants to break this place hard."

"What?" A Luo was also a little unbelievable, "Is it possible that someone outside finds something wrong here?"

How long did they come in, is it possible that there is still the second person in this world who knows the secret of Sima Jue?

"It shouldn't be the people who came in together." Shen Zhao let go of his consciousness slightly, "their strength is far inferior to the person outside."

"How are you better than Senior Brother?" Seeing Shen Zhao's face heavy, A Luo knew that the person outside was afraid that his cultivation level was not low, otherwise Senior Brother would not put on such a look.

"If I fight him, it will only be about five to five." Shen Zhao was silent for a while, and answered A Luo's words honestly.

"What?" A Luo was really shocked. She couldn't help but looked at the top of this small cave, her voice was full of disbelief, "There are still people in this world who can share the same beauty as your big brother? "

It's not that A Luo blows Shen Zhao, but Shen Zhao is such a monk who can ascend at any time, and he may not be able to produce one in thousands of years. As long as the cultivators who can ascend, the spiritual energy of the cultivation world is far from satisfying their cultivation needs, staying in the world will only weaken their own strength, so everyone wants to go to the immortal world.

Shen Zhao was already so stupid that he kept suppressing himself with secret methods, and with the help of "Miaomiao Wuxianggong", he returned to his teenage years and escaped the supervision of the heavens. But such a fool, there is actually a second one in the world?

"That person... is the host of the Lower Blood Building?" Aluo thought hard for a while, and could only reluctantly single out such a person. The old monsters who came into this inheritance place with Shen Zhao before are afraid that they will not be able to fight as well as the big brother.

"Not bad." Shen Zhao nodded.

"Then how did he find this place?" A Luo was puzzled. Na Fuxing clearly didn't doubt this place. "This place was also obtained by Sima Jue. If he wanted to attack from the outside, I am afraid that the entire inheritance will be passed on. The land is ruined."

"...He doesn't want to attack hard, but he wants us to take the initiative to open the door and go out." Shen Zhao sighed slightly, "If he keeps attacking outside, this little cave will be destroyed directly in order to resist. We two A person in it is seriously injured even if he does not die."

"That?" A Luo couldn't help but looked at Shen Zhao, "Brother, what do you think you should do?"

At this level of monk struggle, she currently has no strength to participate.

"Open this place, let him in, and listen to what he wants." Shen Zhao hesitated for a while, glanced at A Luo, and made such a decision.

If he is the only one here, he can still fight, but A Luo can't. A Luo still hides the creation spirit fire. Once A Luo is seriously injured, the creation spirit fire may be devoured or discovered by the world altogether.

He cannot take risks.

"Big brother, if you say that, okay." A Luo felt a little aggrieved in her heart, but she was not a person who didn't know good and bad.

The big brother is willing to compromise, mostly for her.

This is the case in the realm of cultivation, as long as you are not the one with the highest cultivation level, there will always be times to compromise and to be aggrieved!

"Open Sesame—"

A Luo opened her mouth and called out the password.

This little cave sky changed in an instant.

When the voice fell, there was another person in this small room.

There is only such a person.

He has a posture of thousands of troops.

A Luo opened her eyes slightly, and she couldn't believe it when she saw the familiar and stranger.

"Brother..."

A Luo turned to look at Shen Zhao, and found that Shen Zhao's face was completely calm.

Brother found out that he was wrong?

A Luo touched the Hongchen Sword in her hand and found that the Hongchen Sword was trembling slightly.

That's right, how long did she get the Red Dust Sword, and how can she compare with this former owner who has owned it for so many years?

Hong Xiaodao.

The person who came is actually Hong Xiaodao? !

But he was completely different from the Hong Xiaodao they both knew.

The Hong Xiaodao A Luo knew was a kind and kind person, but the person in front of him was as sharp as his name, almost like a knife.

The blade's edge is cold, cold through the bone marrow.

The true essence in the veins of A Luo Jin kept flowing, and the Nascent Soul in the dantian was also echoing the divine consciousness, and the momentum was rising steadily, as if he did not want to be pressured by the other party.

This...this feeling is really...

"You are a ruthless Taoist monk?!" After A Luo blurted out, he knew the identity of the other party.

If it weren't for the utterly opposite road, how could she have such a weird stress response to the person in front of her?

"After we were separated, I knew we would see each other again sooner or later." Hong Xiaodao's mouth curled slightly, as if he wanted to show the kind smile he used to be, but his identity has changed now, and his position has changed, even if he smiled the same way he used to. It's exactly the same, but now it feels completely different.

"I just didn't expect that our meeting would come so soon." Hong Xiaodao said slowly, but his eyes moved to the ice coffin next to him.

His eyes were deep and terrifying, and for an instant reminded Aluo of the boundless night, of the "blind time" she used to stay in which fairy mansion.

"The landlord laughed." Shen Zhao calmly guarded A Luo behind, "We have different positions, and we will meet one day. Sooner or later, it is already destined."

"Different positions..." Hong Xiaodao muttered these words, seeming to want to laugh, "We are not yet at the point where we can fight to death and life, but the ice coffin behind you, give it to me."

"Do you know Ji Tianyu?" A Luo couldn't help but questioned.

Knowing Ji Tianyu means that Hong Xiaodao has lived for more than three thousand years at least, perhaps longer than the two of her and Shen Zhao.

"More than knowing?" Hong Xiaodao sighed, his eyes looking at Ji Tianyu were extremely complicated, but soon returned to calm, "If possible, I don't want to embarrass you. As long as the Po Dao Sect does not interfere in the realm of cultivation, I It can be guaranteed that the House of Blood Falling will not touch one of your hairs. Or, you can choose a great world to establish a school. No matter what happens in the House of Blood Falling, I will definitely not commit any crimes. How about?"

The promise made by the poster of the descending blood building is naturally impossible to be false.

A Luo's heart moved for a moment.

If they can't fight hard with Jiangxuelou, they will undoubtedly become the biggest winner when the cultivation world is turbulent. At that time, they can shorten the millennium or even tens of thousands of years, and become the top sect in the realm of comprehension.

This may be something that the former Po Dao Xianzong couldn't do.

But Aluo quickly calmed down again.

"Unless your Excellency has not ascended, otherwise the people in the building of falling blood will not agree to this promise of yours. Moreover, other schools in the cultivation world will not look out of our Podao Sect."

If the Building of the Fallen Blood is not embarrassed with the Po Dao Sect, I am afraid that they will be forced to stand on the same line as the House of the Fallen Blood.

This is not what A Luo wants.

"That's right." Hong Xiaodao laughed. "If we don't talk about anything else, we are entangled with each other's cause and effect. It will be difficult for us to be irrelevant."

"Your Excellency...Is it also from my Chaohua Xianzong Sect?" Shen Zhao interrupted suddenly as he listened to the conversation between Hong Xiaodao and A Luo.

A Luo looked at her senior brother in surprise, wondering why the senior brother suddenly made such a superb effort?

Hong Xiaodao is a member of Chaohua Xianzong, what are you kidding about?

But when she looked back at Hong Xiaodao, she saw that Hong Xiaodao was only smiling, but she did not deny it.

A Luo's heart immediately went cold.

This... what is this...

"Although I am reforming the Ruthless Dao, the foundation of my body is all fighting against the Huaxianzong, and I really can't hide it." Hong Xiaodao closed his sleeves, looking like an ordinary and kind monk. The blade-like aura was taken back in an instant.

This kind of cultivator who can retract freely, presumably has reached the state of returning to nature.

"The Ji Tianyu next to you should be regarded as my little apprentice. In this way, you two juniors, it seems that it's okay to call me Master Zu."

The author has something to say: Hong Xiaodao: Oh, two juniors.