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Chapter 41 Be Your Own Protagonist!

"What a beautiful little girl, I haven't seen her in the outer gate before!"

"It doesn't look like an outer disciple."

"Short-sighted, it's not a human at all, but a cloud-spirited beast!"

"What did you say, beast of cloud spirit?"

On the deck, everyone showed astonishment and talked a lot.

As if afraid of Fang Xiu's attention, their expressions and gazes were very restrained.

But the voice of discussion is not small, I'm afraid Fang Xiu can't hear it!
"How can a trainee disciple have a Yunling maid? Who the hell is he!"

"It is very likely that he is the illegitimate son of the elder of the sect, but his talent is too poor to directly enter the inner sect!"

"If it is true as you said, he is only too much in the outer sect. For us, building a foundation is as difficult as reaching the sky, but for the second generation of Zong, it is enough to pile up medicine directly!"

"People are more popular than dead people!"

"It's superficial, meeting this kind of sect's second generation, but we have a good chance to climb to the top of the sect..."

The voice came from a distance, and Fang Xiu shook his head helplessly.

In the world of cultivating immortals, people's sophistication is also indispensable.

It's a pity that he is not the second generation of the clan in everyone's mouth. Once he is entangled by these people, it will take a lot of explaining.

"Bai'er, let's go!"

Just as Fang Xiu was about to take Bai Ling'er to the room, the crowd on the deck started to commotion again.

"How could elite disciples from the inner sect appear on the fairy boat from the outer sect?"

"Six swords, so majestic!"

"He is following an ordinary outer disciple. Could it be that the female disciple is also the illegitimate daughter of the elder of the sect?"

"Idiot, I'm picking up girls!"

"There are too many monks in the outer sect, so why don't you build a way for us to live alone, hey TUI!"

Everyone whispered, but the voice seemed to be louder than before...

"Six Swords, Xie Ah San?"

Fang Xiu looked up, and sure enough, he saw Xie Asan walking onto the cloud boat beside Huyan Jingyao.

Huyan Jingyao was depressed and looked down at her feet.

Xie Asan even looked like he only had Jingyao in his eyes and nothing in the world.

The two walked past Fang Xiu, and no one saw him.

"Miss Jingyao is not worth feeling sad for that kind of person. If you can't let it go, I'll go find him right now, and I'll kill that fellow with one blow!"

"Aji, I don't allow you to hurt Brother Fangxiu, he didn't let me down!" Huyan Jingyao was on the verge of weeping, her voice full of sadness: "It's all because of my own sentimentality. He is such an excellent person, how can I deserve it? !"

"Then I'll kill that cloud spirit beast, and Fang Xiu can be with you!"

Xie Asan also had a sad face, Huyan Jingyao felt the pain ten times more empathetic!
"You must not, that is the spirit beast of the Ninth Elder, if you kill her, the Ninth Elder will never let you go!"

Huyan Jingyao shook her head desperately: "It's because we have a short relationship, I admit it!"

"As long as you are happy, I will go there like a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire!"

Xie A Sanyi didn't look back, his fists were clenched and clicked.

The two of them, one in front of the other, quickly disappeared into the cabin.

"Why don't we go down, it's not too late to start tomorrow!"

Fang Xiu has a big head.

Even if the two of them didn't see themselves today, they would still be able to see them when they got off the boat tomorrow.

Xie Ahsan licked Huyan Jingyao like a madman, and when he got agitated, he really split himself in two, he was wronged too much.

After all, he really didn't do anything.

"Brother, don't be afraid, I'm bringing the magic weapon for protection from my master!"

Bai Ling'er patted the brocade pouch tied around her waist: "Under the Golden Core Realm, I have nothing to fear!"

"That's it!"

Seeing that Bai Ling'er was full of confidence, Fang Xiu also nodded.

"My junior brother, Yin Zhijian is being polite!"

He didn't dodge what should be avoided, a gentle boy with five or six outer disciples blocked Fang Xiu's way.

"Junior Brother looked at him face-to-face, as if he was going to a cold place for the first time!"

Yin Zhijian (the supporting role) smiled kindly, his eyes only stayed on Bai Ling'er for a moment, and then returned to Fang Xiu's face again.

"Hello Senior Brother Yin, it is indeed the first time for Junior Brother to leave the sect!"

Fang Xiu nodded when he didn't smile when he went out.

"The cold land is different from the orderly Shenxiao Central Territory. The people there are complicated, and there are disciples from the seven major schools and many small sects. It is a place outside the law!"

"Everything can only be said by the fist, whoever has a hard fist will be justified!"

Yin Zhijian smiled and said: "Although we bear the brand of Xuantian Haozong, other forces and casual cultivators will give us some face on the surface, but it is very dangerous in the dark!"

"If junior brother doesn't mind, you can walk with us after getting off the boat tomorrow, and I will take care of you to some extent."

"No need, we can do it!"

Before Fang Xiu could answer, Bai Ling'er rushed to speak.

"Brother Fang Xiu, let's go!"

As Bai Ling'er said, she pulled Fang Xiu up and left.

"Senior Brother Yin, forgive me!"

Fang Xiu smiled apologetically, and was pulled into the cabin by Bai Linger.

"Senior brother Yin, the second generation of Zong doesn't accept your favor!"

After Fang Xiu left, behind Yin Zhijian, a middle-aged fat man with a mustache sneered coldly: "Let's just do our own tasks well, as long as we accomplish that, the promotion to Foundation Establishment is either easy to grasp, or to the Golden Core Realm." , we are also somewhat possible!"

"It's not easy to be promoted to Jindan. Even if we succeed this time, without two or 30 years of hard work, it will be difficult to become Jindan. Before that, we must cling to a sect master!"

Yin Zhijian shook his head: "Otherwise, we won't be able to protect that treasure at all, and it will always be discovered by someone!"

"But that cloud spirit beast obviously doesn't like us!" the middle-aged fat man snorted.

"It's just a cloud spirit beast, just kill it in a while!" Yin Zhijian said indifferently: "Brother Zhao Zhijing, the treasure we got last time happened to be the nemesis of the cloud spirit beast, but if it is killed directly, it seems a little Violence!"

"It's better..., hehehe!"

The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

……

"The show has been laying the groundwork for the plot since yesterday, and today there are many characters appearing again. I feel that a big drama is coming!"

""I Can Really Cultivate a Fairy" claims to have the largest investment scale and the largest scene in history. The previous scenes are just a small show, an appetizer!"

"Finally, the plot is about to start, and I'm looking forward to it more and more!"

Half a minute ago, when Bai Linger pulled Fang Xiu into the cabin, the screen that originally had Fang Xiu as the main perspective suddenly split apart.

Although the screen is in the center, 80.00% of the screen still focuses on Fang Xiu.

But on both sides of the screen, there are two small screens.

New images and perspectives emerge.

One of them is from the perspective of the plot of Huyan Jingyao and Xie Asan.

The second piece is the pictures of Yin Zhijian and Zhao Zhijing.

"Dear viewers and friends, after the early stage of the show, the real big world of comprehension is slowly kicking off!"

"As the strongest reality show in history, although Fang Xiu is the main point of view of the show, as supporting characters that exist in reality, they also have their own different fates and stories!"

"In the stories of supporting characters, they are also their own protagonists!"

"From today, with the development of the plot, the program team will provide you with more perspectives and pictures. Audience friends can continue to pay attention to Fang Xiu, or you can switch the main and sub-pictures according to your own preferences, and substitute the fate of the supporting characters!"

In the live broadcast room, the voice of a small sand sounded softly.

(End of this chapter)