In the stands, disciples from Xianyun City shouted: "Senior Sister Miao! Knock down that dazzling boy! He deserves a beating!"

"that is!"

"Sister, teach him how to behave!"

Miao Qingfeng turned a deaf ear and looked at Yu Xinghe coldly.

Yu Xinghe's little face suddenly turned red, and his careless attitude just now suddenly became awkward. He said shyly: "You, are you Miao Qingfeng?"

Miao Qingfeng frowned, shook her arm, and the sword in her hand buzzed.

Yu Xinghe was about to nag some more when he suddenly felt a chill coming from his back.

He trembled all over, glanced back doubtfully, and instantly met a pair of frosty eyes.

It's his master.

Yu Xinghe: "..."

Shen Gurong rested his elbows on the window lattice, his wide sleeves with azure bamboo patterns fluttering slightly in the wind. His expression was cold. Even though they were far away, Yu Xinghe could see his master through the thin ice. The coldness in the eyes.

Shen Gurong looked cold and stern, thinking: "Do you dare to admit defeat and give it a try?"

Mu Ban: "..."

Yu Xinghe was driven by the desire to survive, and inexplicably felt that if he disgraced Li Renfeng, his master would definitely tear him apart.

He timidly withdrew his gaze, clenched the sword in his hand and bowed slightly: "Please enlighten me."

Miao Qingfeng's brows relaxed, she held her sword and rushed forward.

After a while, Shen Gurong closed his eyes in horror, turned his head and asked Mu Ban: "How long has it been since he practiced sword practice?"

Mu Ban glanced at Yu Xinghe, who was being beaten on the competition stage and was running around. He sneered in his heart, but it was not shown on his face. He said warmly: "Since he entered the Tao, he has been fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. Every day I feel tired even when I practice swordsmanship, and it is my limit to be able to practice to the point of building the foundation."

Shen Gurong: "Does the headmaster not care about him?"

Mu Ban frowned: "Headmaster has been very busy these years and has no time to take care of him. A few years ago, he secretly returned home and was injured when he came back..."

At this point, Mu Ban was suddenly startled.

Ever since Mu Ban came out of the Sword Tomb, he had been forcing himself not to think too much about the memories that did not belong to him, and only regarded them as a false illusion.

And now, for some reason, he suddenly recalled that in the sword sea of ​​Nine Breath Sword, Yu Xinghe seemed to have mentioned that "the whole country was massacred by the enemy"...

Shen Gurong suddenly fell into deep thought when he saw Mu Ban, and when he was about to ask again, the winner was already decided on the competition stage.

Yu Xinghe lost as expected, but he managed to hold on for a quarter of an hour and was not defeated too badly.

Yu Xinghe had already landed under the competition stage. He bowed slightly, and he actually had the air of a handsome young man.

"Thank you for your advice."

Miao Qingfeng also returned the salute. Without saying a word, she came down from the stage and returned to the stands amidst the cheers of Xianyun City.

Yu Xinghe took back his sword and shouted towards the stands at Liren Peak: "Brothers, Xinghe is doing his best!"

The senior brothers shouted: "Xinghe is already very good!"

"Xinghe, as soon as you put on this outfit, you have already won!"

"It's okay! We are reluctant to lose!"

Everyone else: “…”

Your Xinghe must have been held down and beaten, with no power to fight back, right?

Is this considered a serious defeat for you at Liren Peak?

The senior brothers from Lirenfeng didn't care, and happily welcomed the "defeated" junior brother back to the stands.

Wen Liubing said: "In the first game, Xianyun City's Miao Qingfeng wins."

"Next game..."

After that, there will be competitions from other sects, and from time to time there will be a few disciples from Liren Peak.

Li Renfeng's mentality is very good. As long as they win, they cheer as if they are the leader; but if they lose, even if they are knocked off the stage soon after they get on stage, they can call it "unfortunate to lose". After a while of comfort, they continue to watch the ring happily. , not affected at all.

Disciples from other sects were amazed when they saw this.

No wonder Lirenfeng is so secluded from the world, they should really practice Buddhism.

Shen Gurong felt drowsy after watching. He drank two glasses of wine mixed with pear nectar that Mu Ban poured for him, and looked away from the competition table in boredom.

He turned back, his eyes were red, and he said vaguely: "Why do I hear noises outside?"

Mu Ban said calmly: "Master must be drunk."

Shen Gurong only drank two drinks, but he was not a good drinker, so he sounded dubious: "Really?"

Just as he was about to turn around to get the wine, his waist softened and he fell down. Mu Ban quickly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee to catch him in his arms.

Shen Gurong wanted to lie down on the couch and take a nap. He closed his eyes drowsily and said nonchalantly: "I want to sleep. Please call me before you go on stage."

Mu Ban responded, half-hugging him and placing him on the couch, then picked up the crane cloak on the side and put it on him.

After Shen Gurong breathed evenly and fell asleep, Mu Ban walked out of the small attic with a cold face and saw Xue Manzhuang who was jumping around on the first floor trying to fly to the second floor.

Xue Manzhuang saw him and said angrily: "Why is it you again?! The bad guy who beats up the mandarin ducks."

Mu Ban bowed to him expressionlessly and said, "The demon wants me to go upstairs to find the young master."

When Xue Manzhuang heard this, she snorted and said, "I don't want to see my father, he will definitely stop me from looking for a beauty!"

Seeing that he wanted to fly upstairs, Mu Ban was always blocked by the barrier he set up, so he couldn't bear it and stepped forward, saying respectfully: "I'm offended."

As he said that, he grabbed Xue Manzhuang by the back of his collar and forced him to return to his true form. He seemed to be respectful, but in fact he forcibly lifted him up to the attic.

On the attic, the Demon Lord in gorgeous clothes held a jade cup in his hand, with a smile on his lips, and slowly stared at the arena outside the window, saying calmly: "There are many rising stars in Liren Peak, and Master Xi is really good at teaching. .”

Xi Guxing had no expression on his face.

Just now, the disciples of Liren Peak lost more than they won, but the disciples of the demon tribe won a lot. The demon master's words were just naked yin and yang, but his face was full of sincerity, as if he was sincerely praising him.

Xi Guxing thought to himself: "Those who don't know better think you are not a phoenix, but an old fox who has been practicing for thousands of years!"

He smiled but said: "Disciples are just having fun, don't worry about winning or losing."

Feng Yun from Fenglu City also smiled like a flower: "I'm really looking forward to the one named Mu Ban. It is said that when hunting wild beasts, he also hunted a lead beast that formed a core. He is really a young hero."

Xi Guxing, who just now was saying that he didn't care about winning or losing, thought to himself without expression when he heard this: "When Mu is banished, I will 'kill' you all."

At this moment, Mu Ban came with Xue Manzhuang in his hands: "Headmaster."

Xi Guxing's eyes brightened slightly.

Mu Ban came at the right time and drew his sword.

Mu Ban was about to speak, but was stunned by Xi Guxing's eyes. After a moment of hesitation, the snowy makeup in his palm had already come out uncontrollably, and flew out with a squeaking sound.

The Demon Lord was drinking wine gracefully, but when he saw the snow-covered makeup, his expression immediately changed.

He waved his hand, and Xue Manzhuang, who had finally flown a few steps away, was immediately forcefully summoned by him, and fell into the Demon Lord's palm with a "chirp" sound.

The Demon Lord held him in the palm of his hand and said through gritted teeth: "You caused me trouble again!"

Xue Manzhuang: "Chirp! Chirp!"

Daddy, beauty!

Demon Lord: "..."

Mu Ban said calmly: "During the Chanwei Conference, there will be a mixture of fish and dragons in Liren Peak. The young master has not recovered from his serious injury. It may be dangerous to go out alone. I also ask the demon master to take care of the safety of the young master."

In short, don't let him play around.

The Demon Lord pinched the pointed beak of the snow-covered phoenix, blocked his chirping mouth, and forced a smile: "That's exactly it."

The Demon Lord's face has been completely disgraced by his stupid son for the rest of his life!

Xi Guxing felt refreshed and refreshed. He was still drinking and eating cakes. He praised in his heart: "You are worthy of being relegated as a pastor."

Xi Guxing was very satisfied.

Mu Ban accidentally glanced at Xi Guxing's eyes again, and trembled unintentionally, always feeling a little weird.

He bowed, stood up and went to the inner room.

In the room, Shen Gurong was curled up in a crane cloak, with only half of his head exposed. The tied hair crown was crooked, and his white hair was spread messily on the couch.

Mu Ban walked over gently and gently took off his hair crown so that he could sleep more comfortably.

As if sensing someone around him, Shen Gurong groaned vaguely, raised his hand and touched it accurately, grabbing Mu Han's hand directly.

Mu Ban was stunned for a moment and instinctively retracted his hand.

But as soon as he moved, Shen Gurong suddenly said in a trembling voice: "No..."

Shen Gurong held his hand tightly and murmured: "No, I'm afraid."

Mu Ban looked at him blankly.

Shen Gurong didn't know what kind of nightmare he had, but he kept holding Mu Ban's hand tightly. The ice ribbon had fallen loosely, and a drop of clear tears slowly oozed from the end of his eyes.
To be continued...