Seeing the astonishing scene of the man in green robe dragging the fire dragon out to sea, the young man in green robe Ling Zhen and the woman in white robe Ling Xiaoxiao were both surprised.
After the two looked at each other for a moment, they started to move down together.
Arriving at the coast of the palace, I came to the side of the old man in blue shirt.
Although Ling Xiaoxiao's current state of mind and mind have undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the past, they will never turn from good to evil and become a completely ruthless evil person.
Of course, those "kind thoughts" buried deep in my heart still remain.
The giant red dragon that she forced to perform on the sea to relieve her boredom was lying on the shore like a powerless earthworm at this moment, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.
Ling Xiaoxiao looked very anxious. She called out "red" and hurriedly approached to check on the dragon's condition. She silently recited the word "don't die" over and over in her heart.
Fortunately, as soon as she got closer, she could immediately detect the remaining breathing power of this demon, and Ling Xiaoxiao managed to take a breath.
She sighed to herself, then turned her head, stared at her cherry-red eyes, and shouted with a hint of questioning: "Why did you knock it unconscious? Did it provoke you?!"
The person called "you" by the woman in white was naturally the man in green shirt who walked out of the sea alone with a sword on his back.
He has white hair, a green shirt, and carries a long blue sword in a sheath on his back.
This person is none other than the "Sword God" Yu Youcong who is determined to stay in the villa for a long time.
At this time, Yu Youcong, who had used his true power to disperse all the moisture all over his body and whose clothes and hair were fresh and dry, used a thumb to randomly pick out one of his ears, and took out no more and no less. The yellowish earwax quickly bounced away and disappeared.
The old man looked indifferent. He responded to Ling Xiaoxiao's question and said, "Do you need a reason for me to hit someone? It's not because this evil dragon is too noisy and noisy. From just now, I haven't been here for most of an hour." To stop, I really thought it was too noisy and disturbed me, so I simply punched... No, it can only be regarded as half a punch. If it was a punch, hey, this broken dragon, I am afraid that it will be killed. There are no corpses left, why are they still lying here breathing?"
Ling Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and remembered the time when this bad old man beat his father.
The Sword God abandoned his sword and used his fists, but those fists were extremely lethal. He just beat the owner of the villa, Xiaoxiao's father Ling Pu, who was named "Shenyuan", until he couldn't get out of bed. .
The eight daughters of the Ling family felt angry on behalf of their father, but they knew that they could not defeat the person in front of them, so they could only pay tribute to Yu Youcong with their eyes full of hatred.
Yu Youcong's eyes were full of hatred and hatred, and he didn't care at all. The old man smiled slightly.
Then, he turned his head and looked at the young man in green robe. The smile on his face immediately disappeared and he said coldly: "You loser, you were walked like a dog by a female doll for a full stick of incense." Kung Fu, half punch and half sword didn't hit anyone, how about it, is it fun? Is it a pleasure to be walked around?"
Ling Zhen felt helpless and pitiful. He pursed his lips and thought about his words for a while, but found that no matter what, he seemed to be trying to excuse himself. After all, the iron-clad fact was right in front of him. He couldn't shirk it, so he had to explain the most fundamental thing. The essential reason is, "Senior Yu, it's not that I'm useless, it's my elder sister who is four levels higher than me..."
"Bah! You shameless bastard, you actually still have the nerve to quibble!"
Yu Youcong scolded mercilessly, "What kind of bullshit reason is this? If you are at a higher level than you, you can't even beat them to death? Ridiculous! Fortunately, I praised your qualifications a few years ago. Humph, you really deserve it. Just take those words back! All martial arts talents in the world are the best at jumping across realms to kill people. Since your son wants to learn swordsmanship from me, his talent should be able to cross several levels at once. Otherwise, you will lose it. Isn’t that my face? I have been famous all my life, but my face has been disgraced because of you!"
Ling Zhen was immediately speechless.
Ah, yes, yes, you have to be right.
Your realm and swordsmanship are both high, so you are right and I won’t refute it.
Of course I can't refute it.
Seeing that the young man was speechless, Yu Youcong just thought that he was convinced, snorted very heavily through his nose, and continued to say angrily: "The real strong person will never complain about the quality and badness of the environment. No. Is it possible that if you fight with others in the future, if you lose, you will be hacked to death soon, and you will lie on the ground and start complaining. Today’s defeat is not because I am not good at cultivation, but because I have , the location is unfavorable, and the people are at odds with each other, if we have the guts, we can fight again in the future? Do you think others will pay attention to your bullshit? There is no use in using strong words, and others will just click down with a few swords, and give You have been chopped into a pile of useless mud! I just hope that before you die, I will teach you the sword! You can lose face, but I can never afford to lose that person. I am so ashamed."
Ling Zhen just endured the merciless scolding from Old Sword God Yu, lowered his head slightly, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "You haven't taught me any swordsmanship all this time..."
At this time, the woman in white, Ling Xiaoxiao, shouted with some urgency: "Brother, come here quickly, Hong's aura is getting weaker and weaker!"
After hearing this, Ling Zhen stepped forward and came to the side of the fire dragon demon. He noticed that the internal energy of the red dragon he had formed a contract with was indeed weakening little by little, which was quite critical.
The young man stretched out his hands, placed his palms on the red dragon scales, and slowly transported the holy healing object - the Qinglong Qi given by Yu Youcong - into the giant beast's body.
The old sword god in green shirt immediately realized that this energy clearly came from his own body, so he raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Your son is quite good, you actually sent the true energy that I sent to the Hongmo Sword." , all of it was refined into his own acupoints, haha, he still has some brains, isn’t he a guy as stupid as a pig?”
While Ling Zhen was feeding the Azure Dragon True Qi into the body of the giant dragon demon, he replied to the old sword god, "I would also like to thank the senior for his six strands of Supreme Sword Qi, which helped the junior to save his life at several critical moments. Ruoruo Without those sword energies, this junior would definitely not be alive today."
Yu Youcong smiled indifferently, raised his chin, and said: "Those sword energies refined by my own soul were originally given by me to Ying'er for self-defense. Every strand is extremely precious. Even the powerful ones in the Dao realm are But the power of killing is infinite. Putting such good things in the hands of a bastard like you and wasting them all, oh, what a waste of money! If I weren't magnanimous and unwilling to argue with you, otherwise, you also You have to be like your father, the feudal lord, and you can't take a beating from me."
Ling Zhen didn't pay much attention to the Sword God's remarks. He seemed a little used to it, so he asked without looking back: "I wonder why Senior Yu came out of the sea?"
At this point, the young man suddenly burst into laughter and tried his best to hold it back. He almost couldn't bear it anymore and burst out laughing on the spot.
Yu Youcong, a swordsman god of the generation, takes "Yu" as his surname, and there are countless schools of fish in the sea, as if the sea is their destination. There is really no problem with the fish in the vast sea.
Yu Youcong just sniffed and said expressionlessly: "Where else can I stay if I'm not at the bottom of the sea? Do you think that old guy like your dad would be so kind as to give me a guest room to stay in? Bah! Even if I really want to live with him, I won't live there! Who is willing to accept his favor from Ling Pu? I hate my love so much that we have never been together, so sharing the land with him and sleeping without being able to sleep, I think it's unlucky. "
After hearing these words, Ling Xiaoxiao felt dissatisfied, and with a stern look, she glanced at the green-shirted sword god who spoke unabashedly and without a trace of etiquette.
If looks could kill, Yu Youcong would have been killed no less than a hundred times.
Yu Youcong used the topic again, "So, you might as well learn from me. How can a strong man complain about the quality of the environment? As the old saying goes, my virtue is the only one in this humble house, with a basket of food and a gourd of drink, and a shabby roof. Embarrassing, but the saint does not change his joy at all, virtue is in it. This is the way of the sage. Do you understand? You are still far away. If you were an old man, the difference would be only four realms. I'm still confident that I can defeat the enemy on the other side of the mountain. It's not good to know whether I can really defeat it, but I won't be like a loser like you, who beats you halfway and is exhausted, but all the results are useless and wasted. You have lost all your strength, and yet you have caused others to see enough of the show and treat you like a fool!"
Ling Zhen had a wry smile on his face, and he somewhat recognized the fact that Yu Youcong was a "sour scholar" in the past.
The nonsense he talks and the eloquent tone make him a typical poor and rotten scholar.
As soon as people listen to him speak, their heads become as big as two, which makes them feel as uncomfortable as they want!
When scholars educate people, do they always talk nonsense like this?
Ling Zhen was silent for a while. When the old sword god had finished speaking and was almost drooling, the young man said in a pleading voice: "Senior Yu, have you been staying in our village for a long time?" How many days have passed..."
Before Ling Zhen could finish what he said, Yu Youcong's eyes widened and he raised his voice and said sternly: "What's the matter? I think I've been staying at your house for too long. Do you want me to charge rent or something? I want to evict you and issue an eviction order." What’s going on?!”
Ling Zhen had stopped pumping Qi to the giant dragon at this moment, loosened his palm close to the dragon scale, looked at the green-shirted fish You Cong with wide eyes, waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, what? Possible? Senior Yu has such a noble status. It is really a great blessing for this junior to be able to visit this humble house. You can stay here as long as you want, it doesn’t matter!"
Seeing her brother's flattery and flattery, she really lost the face of the family. The woman in white, Ling Xiaoxiao, felt quite unhappy. She looked very ugly. She raised her leg and kicked out at a very fast speed.
He didn't use much force, but he still kicked Ling Zhen firmly in the butt.
On the spot, he was kicked by the latter until his butt hurt. He threw himself forward and almost fell to the ground.
Ling Zhen gritted his teeth and endured the pain. In order to save his face, he did not cry out in pain immediately, otherwise it would only be more embarrassing.
Seeing the young man's face turned ferocious and twisted after being kicked in the back by the woman in white, the pain was unbearable. Yu Youcong frowned slightly. He tugged at the corner of his mouth and used his fingers to poke and kick Rao Ling casually. Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "Hey, I, you girl, are going to strike... no, I'm going to strike pretty hard!"
Ling Xiaoxiao also frowned, raised her pointed chin, and retorted: "What's wrong? I kicked my brother, what does it have to do with you?"
If he wasn't afraid of Yu Youcong's courage and swordsmanship, Ling Xiaoxiao would have wanted to curse him more, saying, "A dog takes a mouse, and you are meddling in other people's business."
After hearing this, Ling Zhen hurriedly endured the pain and went up to dissuade the eighth sister with good words: "Sister Xiaoxiao, don't be so rude to the senior!"
The young man was afraid that Ling Xiaoxiao, whose temperament had changed drastically and was gradually moving in the direction of the second sister Ling Jieao and the fourth sister Ling Xingchui, would get angry and have a serious dispute with the already arrogant Yu Jian Shen.
Once the two quarrel, then according to their tempers, the needles will be against each other...
Guaiguai Longdi Cave, there must be a fight!
Unexpectedly, Yu Youcong was surprisingly not annoyed at this moment. He just snorted a few times and said with a smile: "Hey, this girl has quite a fierce temper, and she really has a unique charm..."
But he shook his head again, and the white-haired old man shook his head and continued: "Unfortunately, there are only a handful of people here who can appreciate this 'taste' as well as I do. Girl, she is so beautiful. It’s a waste, you have to prepare in advance to be alone and widowed for the rest of your life and unable to get married!”
Unexpectedly, the eighth daughter of the Ling family was so angry that she could even say such words that hurt the bones. She suddenly widened her eyebrows and shouted in a loud voice: "How can you repay me? Aren't you also a slap in the face?" I have been an old bachelor all my life, and I still can’t marry my mother until my death?!”
"Sister Xiaoxiao, say goodbye!"
Ling Zhen knew that something was going wrong at the moment, and if he said such excessive words, it would be difficult to end the situation.
Maybe, I really want to make the old senior Thunder angry.
So the young man scolded the Eighth Sister angrily, and then demanded in a very serious manner: "Please apologize to Senior Yu quickly, oh, how dare you say such a thing?"
Ling Xiaoxiao also spoke out in a fit of enthusiasm, and naturally understood what he said, which stabbed the sword god in the back. But since the ship was already overturned, there was nothing to be done to recover.
Face is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold.
Then she refused to apologize, and the woman in white still stared at the Confucian scholar's green shirt with her sharp and unfriendly eyes.
Sure enough, the expression on the old sword god's face became extremely ugly. Not only did his eyebrows stand upright, but the veins on his forehead were bulging. He puffed his beard and stared at Ling Xiaoxiao for a moment, looking like he was about to have an attack.
Ling Zhen, who knew full well that once Yu Youcong stirred up the real fire and caused the earth to collapse, would be bound to have huge consequences, he was so anxious at the moment, as if a fire was burning to his eyebrows.
There is no such thing as a hundred thousand urgent matters. It is clearly a million urgent matters, a tens of thousands urgent matters!
Just when the young man was hesitating, preparing to apologize nicely on behalf of Sister Xiaoxiao before the Sword God became furious, the old man in green shirt did not get angry and angry, but calmly sighed. One breath.
After Yu Youcong sighed, he raised his head. His face, which had many old wrinkles and pitted skin, was full of melancholy and sorrow.
If it were Ling Xiaoxiao from before, seeing such a sad expression, he would most likely be moved, hoping that through his own words he could comfort her, so that he would stop suffering from such pain and turn the pain into joy.
Seeing this, Ling Zhen secretly rejoiced and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling very lucky for the current situation.
Fortunately, Yu Youcong did not get angry directly and get into trouble with his eighth daughter.
Just like a diligent farmer, he prays very devoutly that there will be no floods and waterlogging this year, so that the crops he has worked so hard to plant can be harvested.
Once it really comes, it will definitely be lost!
Yu Youcong had a sad face, an old head, and white hair hanging down. He said in a soliloquy voice: "What you said is indeed true. I spent the first half of my life studying hard, studying poetry, and studying various Confucianisms. Classics, memorizing the Four Books and Five Classics by heart. In the second half of his life, he used his sword to kill all the powerful enemies and defeat all the enemies. He did things that a scholar cannot do... He has experienced almost everything in this life. , but only without that perfect relationship, the soul has no destination, and until now, he is just a lonely old bachelor."
Ling Zhen was moved by this, thought for a while, and said to comfort him: "Senior, just like the bright moon, it always waxes and wanes, and everything in the world is never perfect. Seniors gave up their studies and took up martial arts, and achieved the reputation of sword gods, but there are always mistakes. If you have gains, the gains outweigh the losses in the end. You shouldn’t pursue perfection too much and be content with what you have!”
Yu Youcong turned to look at the young man in green robe standing next to him, and smiled faintly, "It's a good thing you came here to educate me. Ha, fortunately, your words are not unpleasant, there are some Shallow truth.”
After hearing this, Ling Zhen said with a smile: "Thank you, Senior Yu, for the compliment."
Yu Youcong turned his head away, no longer paying attention to this young man who became brilliant when exposed to zero sunlight, and stared at the snow-white clothes again.
The old man with the sword behind him had a gloomy face. He looked like thunder and rain, but he was a benevolent master. He blew his white beard and said in a deep voice: "Although everything you said is true, you girl She looks young, but she has a bad temper. Humph, her temper is also true. Her mother is quite stubborn, like a donkey! I guess I learned from your father, Ling Pu, that like father, like daughter... This But no, it’s the so-called fault of a daughter not teaching her father. Since your father doesn’t teach you, then I’ll replace you. No matter what, I have to kill your spirit and show you some color!”
