The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Soon, the couple left.

They didn't notice Huo Yunjie on the corner of the street, and the latter's fist tightly clenched under the cuff.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Qiao Jiaxi put his hand on Huo Yunjie's shoulder and asked in a low voice, with concern and worry on his face.

"I'm fine." Huo Yunjie shook his head.

He looked at a teahouse in the distance and said, "I invite you to drink tea."

After all, he always wore the green horn hat given by Ye Feng, and walked in front, his footsteps seemed a little vain.

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing glanced at each other, not knowing what to say.

At this time, they felt that the back of Huo Yunjie wearing a green horn hat was very depressed, like a defeated rooster, which made people feel pitiful.

"Hey, it's difficult!"

The two shook their heads and quickly followed.

In the teahouse.

The three sat opposite each other, drinking tea.

Huo Yunjie's expression was a bit sad and depressed.

He held the teacup, accidentally crushed it, and the tea splashed out. Fortunately, it was locked with Long Tianxing's breath and poured it into a nearby bucket.

"Brother, are you really okay?"

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing were very worried.

"I'm fine, I just think it's weird. When did I like Ding Baixue myself, why didn't I even feel it, if not today, I don't even know that I once liked her..."

Huo Yunjie pressed his hands on the cool wooden tabletop and let out a light sigh.

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing did not speak.

They chose to be Huo Yunjie's listeners.

"I met Ding Baixue in Baisha City. At that time, she was still standing on the street with shoulder-to-shoulder short hair. She asked if I wanted to lock the demon tower to suppress the demon beast. At that time, I said yes."

"That night, the five of us joined forces, but we were still invincible. It was a matter of life and death. She and I had saved each other's lives, and after all, we had a life-long friendship."

"From now on, she took good care of me until the head, Junior Sister Mo Ying, and Junior Sister Ruyu found me who was injured on the couch."

"Afterwards, I practiced sword-drawing hard by the riverside. She has been by my side and silently supported me."

"At the time I thought it was nothing, just treating her as a good friend, not thinking so much."

Huo Yunjie kept talking about the words in his heart.

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing listened attentively, occasionally taking a sip of Lingcha and frowning slightly. According to what Huo Yunjie said, it was really hard to tell that he had liked Ding Baixue.

Above a certain piece of white clouds.

Ye Feng crossed his knees in the void, holding the once-strengthened Tiantian Mirror, looking at the three disciples in the teahouse.

"Stupid!"

"That's not liking."

Ye Feng curled his lips.

Huo Yunjie did not really like Ding Baixue, but a kind of dependence and habit.

In the past, Ding Baixue often surrounded Huo Yunjie, so that Huo Yunjie was used to the days when the other party was with him, but now, Ding Baixue suddenly became a couple with others, so Huo Yunjie felt a sense of loss.

"Forget it, I was too lazy to remind me that this kind of thing should be understood by the disciples and breakthrough themselves."

"For them, this is the real journey of refining the mind."

Ye Feng whispered.

He didn't show up, but watched silently behind the scenes, taking everything in mind and giving directions.

In the teahouse.

"Perhaps, this is the feeling of loss!"

Huo Yunjie took a deep breath, threw the newly brought teacup to the floor, jumped straight from the third-floor window, bought a jar of wine from the street, drank it while walking, staggering.

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing paid for the tea and followed quickly.

"Senior Brother Second, don't you think about it?" Long Tianxing lowered his voice.

"I don't know either!" Qiao Jiaxi spread her hands, "I don't have anyone I like, nor have I experienced this kind of thing, how do I know?"

"It's a coincidence, I don't understand either." Long Tianxing said.

At this time, five men and women came to face each other in the nearby streets, all dressed in the costumes of the inner disciples of the Shenfeng Sword Sect.

Two of them were Ding Baixue and her target.

At this moment, Huo Yunjie and Ding Baixue looked at each other, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Huo Yunjie smiled bitterly.

Ding Baixue's eyes showed joy at first, then he bit his lip and lowered his head.

"Xue'er, what's the matter with you?" asked the handsome white swordsman next to him, looking gentle and elegant, and then he looked at Huo Yunjie on the opposite side, "It turns out to be Huo Daoyou from the ethereal sect. I often hear Xue'er mention you. "

"Huo... Brother Huo, how are you!" Ding Baixue was a little afraid to look directly at Huo Yunjie.

"Friend Huo Dao, I'm Jiang Jingtian, Xue'er's fellow, and her future dual monk." Jiang Jingtian showed a gentle smile, looking very sunny and decent, giving people a sense of spring breeze.

Seeing this scene, Huo Yunjie just smiled bitterly.

"bless all of you."

After a long time, he drank the wine and staggered towards the distance, leaving Ding Baixue with a lonely back.

"Hey..." Ding Baixue sighed lightly.

She looked at the direction Huo Yunjie was heading away, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Brother Huo, do you know that I used to like you at the beginning, but you only have swords in your heart. You only know how to practice swords. I know that in your heart, I will never be as important as your swords..."

Ding Baixue felt helpless.

She lived and died with Huo Yunjie, and had long been interested in each other.

It's a pity that Luohua deliberately, and flowing water is merciless.

Huo Yunjie, you only know how to practice swords, but you don't understand a woman's heart!

Ding Baixue crossed her fingers and squeezed it hard, even if her fingers turned blue or white, she ignored it, but let out a roar in her heart.

"Xue'er, we still have a task to do, we can't stay for long." Jiang Jingtian on the side glanced at the direction Huo Yunjie was going, his mouth raised slightly, as if he was proud, then looked at Ding Baixue, the expression on his face turned into concern. .

Nearby Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing could see clearly.

They glanced at each other and immediately put a label on Jiang Jingtian:

hypocritical!

This person seems to be suave, but in fact ~www.readwn.com~ is definitely not a good bird.

The two thought.

They jumped and followed Huo Yunjie.

...

Outside Kamikaze City.

Huo Yunjie hiccuped, lying on a piece of grass, blushing, his eyes staring at the sky blankly.

"Brother, a woman, it's not worthy of you!"

"That's right!"

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing began to persuade.

"By the way, brother, don't you still have Daoist Lin Yuyan?" Long Tianxing suddenly thought of someone.

That was the inner disciple of Yunhuazong, and Lin Yuyan, the Miss Lin Family of Fenghuo City that Huo Yunjie had known for a long time.

Once, Huo Yunjie and Lin Yuyan met once.

At that time, although it failed, everyone felt that these two people still had a play.

"Woman...oh, woman!"

Huo Yunjie smashed the wine jar on the side of the stone, drew out the cold light sword, and danced the drunk sword on the grass.

His sword moves seem to be full of flaws, and his figure staggers, but every sword stab, chopping, picking, hanging and other movements contain a sharp aura, ruthless and desireless, and very terrifying.

"Women, it will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword!"

"There is no woman in my heart, so it's natural to draw a sword!"

"The first page of the sword book, forget your sweetheart!"

Huo Yunjie swung the cold light sword abruptly, incorporating all the negative emotions in his heart into the spiritual sense, and then poured the cold light sword into the cold light sword with his breath.

Tear it!

A pale sword light cut out, like an antelope hanging horns, flying close to the ground, and then suddenly bounced, smashing a protruding boulder on a nearby mountain to shreds.

Titicaca!

The area smashed by the sword qi was actually frozen and exuding a chilling chill, which made Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing stunned.

Behind the scenes.

Ye Feng stared at this scene with wide-eyed eyes.

"This is... ruthless sword intent!"