I Just Won’t Play by the Book

　　 "Thank you brother."

　　 After receiving the nail dart from Jiangbei, Liu Zijin had some lingering fears, thinking that if his brother hadn't blocked it for him, the dart would have penetrated her chest.

　　 Gu Qingyue saw Jiang Beiran suddenly appearing to block the sneak attack, and he quickly said, "Good skill! I haven't consulted Xiongtai for his surname."

　　 Jiang Beiran also gave a gift, responding: "Mengzun's surname is Wang, and his name is the fifth."

　　 "It turned out to be the old five brothers, Gu Qingyue in the Qingyun Sect, this time was entangled by the culprits, thanks to..."

　　 "Please wait a while for your kind words, your companion is injured." Jiang Beiran looked at the girl with blood on her chest and said.

Just now when Jiang Beiran was watching the battle between the two groups, he saw that the girl was injured to help Gu Qing go beyond the sword, and even if she was injured, she still stood firmly in front of Gu Qingyue. There is nothing between people, Jiang Beiran does not believe it.

　　 Seeing Jiang Beiran's eyes, the girl waved her hand and said, "It's just a skin injury, it's not a problem."

　　 "Is the girl also a Qingyunzong disciple?" Jiang Beiran asked with a smile.

　　 "Yes, in the next Qingyunzong Tang Ting Shuang, I will pay respect to En Gong."

"I can't do it, I'm just helping you all. It can't be called the word "En Gong"." Jiang Beiran suddenly remembered something as if he said: "I have always heard that the Qingyun Sect's Lanling Heart has the first-class effect in the treatment of injuries. Eye-opener?"

　　 Tang Tingshuang was taken aback at first, but he quickly reacted and replied: "I'm not good at learning skills. I haven't learned the Lanling Heart Law to perfection, so I won't be embarrassed."

　　 "Oh~" Jiang Beiran suddenly slapped his head after speaking, and smiled: "Look at my memory, the Lanling Mind Method is not the Qingyunzong's unique knowledge, but Zhaotianzong."

　　As soon as he said this, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly froze. The juniors who were about to take out the wounding medicine to the other side stepped back and came behind Jiang Beiran.

　　 When they heard this, they all understood naturally, no one would mistakenly remember their sect's unique knowledge.

　　 Tang Tingshuang is even more numb, she didn't know that this had just saved them, and the seemingly harmless heroes would come up and set her off.

　　 Seeing that several benefactors began to look at him with hostile eyes, Gu Qingyue hurriedly said: "Misunderstanding, it is a misunderstanding. The six of us are indeed not Qingyunzong disciples. We just go out. Sometimes..."

"Hey, you don't need to explain to me." Jiang Beiran waved his hand, "I can understand. I'm just teaching my juniors and sisters. Don't think that if you save people outside, they will tell you everything you want. you."

　　 Jiang Beiran's words were calm and calm, but Gu Qingyue felt that he was slapped heavily on his face.

　　 It is true that hiding one's real name when walking outside is something that many cultivators do, but it is a bit rude to hide it from someone who has just saved them.

　　 "I...I..." Gu Qingyue blushed, "I" for a long time, but he couldn't say the rest.

　　Jiang Beiran didn't care, and he bowed his hands towards Gu Qing: "Gu brother doesn't need to be like this. We are just meeting each other by the water. Now that you are all right, we will take the first step and say goodbye."

　　 Jiang Beiran said, arched his hands, and turned away with the five junior sisters.

　　 "Brother Wang, wait a minute!" Gu Qingyue suddenly shouted.

　　 "Brother Gu, is there anything else?" Jiang Beiran turned around and asked.

　　 "My real name is Lifucheng, I am the brother of the blood inflammation...no, the son of the head of the blood inflammation."

　　‘Good boy! ? The man in the magic sect! ? Still the son of the leader! ? The prize is too big! ’

　　 Jiangbei was shocked. He once heard the teacher say that the name of the Blood Yan Sect is a very famous demon sect in Huainan. It can be said that the "Blood Flame Ghost Knife" made local people talk about it.

　　 However, the Xuanlong Continent is too big, and there is no such artifact as the network that can transmit information in real time, so I have only heard about the blood inflammation teaching Jiang Beiran far in the Huainan area, and did not have the opportunity to learn more.

　　 Hearing Ephesus telling his true identity, several people behind him hurriedly said: "My son!"

　　 "It's okay!" Li Fucheng waved his hands to the people behind him, "Brother Wang is right. People saved our lives, but we still deceive them. This is not the way of knights."

　　 "But..." Tang Tingshuang wanted to stop again, but after looking at the determined eyes of Evangelion, he didn't say anything.

　　 While in the frying pan on the end of the city, the five juniors from Jiang Beiran looked blank.

　　 "Brother, what is the Blood Yan Sect?" The three sisters of the Yu family asked together when they didn't understand.

　　 "I just heard this name accidentally. It should be the magic sect from Huainan."

　　 "Magic Cult!?" The five junior sisters exclaimed together, this is the first time they have seen a person from the demon Cult face to face.

　　 After the shock, the three sisters of the Yu family asked again in a low voice.

　　 "Isn't it said that people in Demon Cult have three eyes?"

　　 "There is still a fang!"

　　 "And the tongue is so long~"

　　 Seeing Yu Guimiao trying to open his arms, Jiang Beiran couldn't help laughing: "That's all folklore~www.ltnovel.com~ People in the Demon Cult are also humans, there is no three-headed six-armed person."

　　 When the discussion on both sides slowly disappeared, Lifucheng stepped forward and arched his hands towards Jiang Beiran again: "Brother Wang, I hope you can now understand my inability to report my own difficulties."

　　 "That's naturally very understanding, but I don't know why Brother Li came to Jiangbei area anonymously? Of course, if it is not convenient to say, just treat it as if I did not ask."

　　 "Oh..." After hearing this, Lifucheng sighed, "Oh, let's not hide it from Brother Wang, I also have a lot of difficulties."

　　 It seems that there are very few people who can talk to, and even after the sigh of Lifucheng, the chat box is opened.

"As a disciple of the leader of the Xueyan Sect, I have high hopes from all the teachers, but when I finally started to learn the inner teachings in my years of dancing, I was tested to be the body of fatigue, not only It is impossible to practice the supreme treasure in the teachings, and even ordinary martial arts requires several times the time of others to practice."

　　 "Later, my father became more and more disappointed in me, and the two older brothers began to gradually alienate me. Several younger brothers even mocked me as a useless person in front of the congregation. I... alas..."

　　 Speaking of this, Evangelion sighed a long, sad face.

　　 At this time, Tang Tingshuang stepped forward and took one step to hold the hands of Evangelion City: "No, son, son is the most powerful in Shuang'er's eyes. We will definitely find a technique suitable for you when we come out this time."

　　 Jiang Beiran couldn't help but open his mouth when he heard this.

　　 was born in a big family, but found that he was born with waste. His father was disappointed, his elder brother disliked, and his younger brother ridiculed, but there was another woman beside him who was willing to give up and block the sword.

　　‘This proper protagonist template! ’

　　 PS: Short and weak. (I will do it myself!)