Absolutely admire

If the person in front of him is a member of a decent sect, why would he have such an attitude towards this sword?

His father, Cong Quan, was once a well-known figure, with a heroic temperament like the wind, and his communication was boundless. Not only was he a teacher of the Jiuxiaoshan School whose reputation resounded throughout the cultivation world, he was also said to be one of the four masters.

Although Cong Quan had countless dead souls under his sword, he hated evil like a vengeful, and all those he killed were evil cultivators and treacherous people.It's a pity that he died young, and died at the hands of the demon Jiang Wuzhe three years ago. He himself was displaced on the night of his father's death, and started his life of sneaking around, eating and waiting to die.

He ran by himself.

He expected that Jiuxiaoshan might take him in for his father's sake, but he was dissatisfied with Jiuxiaoshan's quietness as one of the reasons, and he wanted to find his mother for the second, so he ran away.

It's just that his mother is a demon cultivator, and she disappeared long before the battle between righteousness and demons, and he doesn't know if it's life or death.

Cong Rong entered the place where his father lived that night and took away Shen Xiaojian and the jade pendant.Although he didn't know the use of this jade pendant and had never seen his father wear it, but since it belonged to his father and it was put together with Shen Xiaojian, it must be extremely important.

And why does this person in front of him react so much to his relationship with Cong Quan?Cong Rong was puzzled.

Duan Qiong closed his eyes and sighed: "In this case..."

When he opened his eyes again, it was a pair of eyes full of murderous intent. With a wave of Duan Qiong's sleeves, five groups of blue flames swooped over and rushed straight towards him, even making a bend in the middle to make a good show. Points of the track strike gestures along the way are not.

Cong Rong was startled, and couldn't help taking a few steps back, but was held by Mo Yenan beside him, and he said calmly, "Don't be afraid, just do it."

You are not afraid to go up!

But for some reason, after hearing these words, he seemed to be really not afraid anymore. He didn't care about 21, or he would be burned into coke at worst. He closed his eyes and swung his sword subconsciously without thinking about anything.

A streak of pitch-black sword energy escaped from the black sword, with the momentum of a tiger, it leaped over quickly, and in an instant it collided with those flames before both of them dissipated.

The Qingyan spell was broken by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy!

Duan Qiong's complexion became even more exciting, he clenched his fists tightly, and his nails sank into the flesh.Gritting his teeth, he said, "Sure enough, you are not an ordinary person!"

Cong Rong looked innocent, even he himself was dumbfounded.It was said just now that he really played it subconsciously, and it was inexplicable.

Although he has learned swordsmanship from his father, he has never used moves with sword energy.This is indeed the first time.

Duan Qiong's killing intent intensified, and the cyan figure moved suddenly, and reached out to grab Cong Rong's neck.

The aura was strong and swift, and it was impossible to avoid it. Just as the white neck was about to be pinched, streaks of silver-white sword aura suddenly appeared in the dark sky, which seemed illusory but had substance.

Duan Qiong held his breath for an instant, and blurted out: "Frost and Cold Sword Formation?!"

The silver-white lightsaber glowed white in the dark night sky.If you say it is beautiful, it is full of meteors, but if it is cruel, it is the bow and arrow ready to go. In the next second, they stab Duan Qiong in unison, without showing any mercy.

Duan Qiong saw that the bursts of sword intent were menacing, although there was no killing intent, they were unstoppable, so he had to take a step back.He suddenly withdrew that hand, backed away from Cong Rong, and his heels landed on the ground far away, keeping a certain distance from him.

"Enough, earn, earn..." The sharp sword energy pierced the ground and made a loud noise, which made one's scalp tingle.If a person is stabbed and decapitated, it is not a problem to be bloody.

Seeing that the sword intent was about to attack Cong Rong himself, he knew he couldn't run away, so he stood there with his eyes closed.

Thought he himself would be pierced with several holes.But the sword intent seemed to be conscious as soon as it approached him, it turned into wisps of light blue smoke, merged with the air, and gradually dissipated.

The expected pain didn't come as expected, Cong Rong slowly opened his eyes, touched his whole body, he was clearly fine, even Mo Ye Nan next to him was unharmed, but his expression was so dignified.

Mo Yenan looked solemn and kept silent, Cong Rong couldn't see what was going on in his mind.

He was just about to ask him what's wrong, but Duan Qiong suddenly said to him: "What are you doing, Junior Brother?" He searched Duan Qiong's line of sight, raised his head slightly, and a clear shadow stood beside him facing the wind .

His figure is slender and upright, his white clothes flutter, and he is particularly conspicuous in the night, his face is as silent and cold as ice.

He is tall, and the top of his head only reaches his chest.His black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his deep eyes were flickering between the blue hair that moved with the wind. He couldn't help boasting secretly in his heart: What a person with a fairy spirit and a noble character!

Cong Rong held his chin, raised his head, and looked at his whole body carefully. When he looked at his face, he met the pair of black eyes that were as black as ink. Ruo Wu's own face.

I imagined that if I could be as powerful as the person in front of me, his nose could reach the sky.

They stared at each other for a while.

Cong Rong asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

Bai Yuan's face remained calm, and he looked at him quietly.

But as soon as the words were out of his mouth, Cong Rong suddenly remembered that he had been staring at him too, the two of them were not the same.Turning his head first, he thought: So embarrassing, so embarrassing...

But Bai Yuan didn't look back, instead, his vision moved down slightly, and he looked at his waist instead.He didn't seem to answer Duan Qiong's question just now.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Duan Qiong said angrily: "Brother Bai!!"

Only then did Bai Yuan raise his head, with the same cold face, he said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Sect Master said that since you are a human being, you cannot be killed."

After he finished speaking, Cong Rong turned his head to look at him again, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This time Bai Yuan didn't look at him, but looked indifferently at Duan Qiong in front of him, his eyes seemed to reveal an extremely cold light, freezing the bottom of his heart.

The person is not bad, and the voice is nice, but it is a pity that it is an iceberg.

After Cong Rong laughed, she turned her head to imitate Bai Yuan with a straight face, arms crossed, and looked at Duan Qiong with an aggressive expression.

As if saying to him: You hit me.

Duan Qiong sneered and said: "The head brother said that he should not be killed, but do you know who this kid is? He is holding 'Shen Xiao'! He is the son of Cong Quan!"

Bai Yuan said coldly: "So?"

The fire burning in Duan Qiong's eyes looked like it was about to burst out, and he roared: "So he has to die! I have seen it, he is just like his father! You forgot what kind of person Cong Quan is..."

When Cong Rong heard this, his face became slightly ugly, and the hand holding the hilt of the "Shen Xiao Sword" was also trembling slightly.Suddenly, he felt that what he said next would not be a pleasant word.

"The past cannot be discussed again!"

Not far away, Qiu Qingxuan's voice interrupted Duan Qiong's words, and a group of juniors followed behind him, walking slowly to Bai Yuan's side.

He was dressed in blue, with a soft face and a very solemn expression.

Qiu Qingxuan said: "Although it's a long time ago, since we met Junior Brother Cong's son, who disappeared three years ago and is living in such a desolate life now, we promised Junior Brother Cong to take care of him, but we broke our promise. Since we met again, we should treat each other well."

... In fact, I'm not very down and out, I just went to rob if I lost my wallet because I was afraid of being beaten.

When Duan Qiong saw Qiu Qingxuan, his face turned sullen, and he said: "But brother, this kid is the one who robbed the stall owner, he is not a good person! Just like his father..."

Qiu Qingxuan said angrily: "Shut up! Don't be rude."

Seeing that he was angry, Duan Qiong had no choice but to shut up.But his face was full of unwillingness, and he looked at Cong Rong fiercely.

Looking at his eyes, Cong Rong felt that he wished he could rush forward to strangle him alive and then nail him to the ground.

But he had no choice but to pretend that he didn't see it. After all, he was wronged first. If there was no robbery, there would be no such series of things.But what did this man named Duan Qiong want to explain just now? He wanted to say that he was just like his father?

What he is like, in Duan Qiong's eyes, he is nothing more than a thief and a robber, his father is good-looking, and he can't beat a single one.

Qiu Qingxuan looked back at Cong Rong, then at the "woman" Mo Yenan beside him, smiled at them, bent slightly and said to Cong Rong: "Son, come back to the mountain with us."

Cong Rong smiled, shook his head and refused, "No."

Go back with you?Heh, do you really think I am stupid, if I go with you, I will be killed by this duan?