Wen Kexing glanced at her coldly and said ill-mouthedly: "When is it your turn to take care of me?"

His tone was rarely very bad. Gu Xiang was slightly stunned, his eyes widened, and he flashed down from the beam. She followed Wen Kexing since she was a child, knowing that even if this person was a big deal, he was not tolerated by jokes. Gu Xiang was used to playing with him in big or small ways on weekdays, and never saw him turn against him, and I don’t know what happened.

Gu Xiang looked at him carefully and whispered: "Master, this is..."

Wen Kexing closed his mouth and took a deep breath for a while. But he still felt very upset. He leaned gently against the window and called the cold wind to blow, not to look at Gu Xiang, but said in a tone: "According to your opinion, I am not interested in women in the world. In my eyes, men should only be good-looking, able to go to bed, and poor-looking people who can kill them? Can't I have one or two friends who can talk?"

His original intention was not to threaten Gu Xiang, but Gu Xiang didn't understand what he was thinking for a moment, but instead became even more frightened and could only say: "Yes, I said the wrong thing."

Wen Kexing wanted to speak, and glanced at Gu Xiang's ignorant look, then swallowed the words back, only to think that talking to her was just a chore and a candle, which was very boring. At that moment, Wen Kexing felt a little bit of affliction. Over the years, they saw him one by one, either afraid or felt that he was crazy and unreasonable. A few of them could sit by the bonfire in the night and listen to him singing a song on the silence, and say a few stories that only they understand?

He suddenly asked, "A Xiang, do you think I'm crazy?"

Gu Xiang was stunned and looked at him hesitantly. Seeing that his face was faint and without any resentment, he nodded hesitantly. Wen Kexing turned his head and sneered.

Gu Xiang thought about it, but added: "If you are crazy, I will follow you."

"What are you doing with a lunatic?"

Gu Xiang thought for a long time. She was reluctant to study since she was a child, and no one forced her to learn these hard things, so she was happy and free. Now she only barely understood a few words, and then she found that there was still a little ink in her belly. For example, she seemed to have thousands of words to say, but she didn't know where to start.

Finally, there was only one sentence left, and blurted out: "Let's be crazy, I just feel that following you is better than following others."

Wen Kexing looked at her, and after a while, he smiled softly.

Gu Xiang was inspired by his slightly lonely smile and said something without thinking, "Master, I think... you are actually a good person."

Wen Kexing laughed out loud and nodded, "Okay, you've been fart all night tonight and finally said something human." After that, he pushed open the window and was about to jump out.

Gu Xiang hurriedly said, "Where are you going?"

Wen Kexing waved his hand and said, "I see that Ye Baiyi is a little white-faced. The little white-faced is usually not kind-hearted. He is afraid that the foolish guy named Zhou will suffer, so go and have a look."

Before Gu Xiang could answer, others disappeared. Gu Xiang took a long time to recall and understood who the "silly boy named Zhou" was referring to. His face immediately turned quite wonderful, and he said to himself: "I only know today what it means to talk lies with my eyes open, stupid boy... stupid boy... hey, then I must be the most silly girl in Tianzi."

Unfortunately, no one heard it, otherwise someone would have reminded her - although Gu Xiang thought it was just a self-deprecating, it actually made sense.

Ye Baiyi called Zhou Zishu out in the middle of the night, and didn't say what to do, but just walked through the night quickly. The lightness skills had reached the point of speeding up. Zhou Zishu was horrified to find that if this person hadn't been waiting for him on purpose, he would have been thrown off at this moment.

The two of them didn't know how far they ran out like this. Ye Baiyi stopped her feet, and looked at Zhou Zishu with her hands behind her back. Zhou Zishu didn't know why he suddenly brought him to such an uninhabited intersection, but at this moment, a guess suddenly appeared in his heart, and he stood two steps away from him, looking at him in surprise.

Ye Baiyi didn't explain the purpose of his visit, so he let him look at it. This man was tall and straight. In theory, people in white clothes either looked elegant, handsome, frivolous, and pretended. This was a light and fluent color. Even if he was worn on someone, he always seemed less thick, but he was "pressed" by Ye Baiyi.

In the night, he was like an ancient Buddha. Zhou Zishu suddenly felt for no reason that this person's weapon should be a heavy sword. Even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, he could remain unmoved.

After a while, Ye Baiyi asked, "What did you see?"

Zhou Zishu was stunned. He understood where the incongruity came from, so he couldn't help but lower his head slightly: "I'm sorry for being a little ugly, I've been disrespectful these days, please forgive me."

Ye Baiyi was silent for a while, and suddenly, without saying a word, he made a move like lightning, and slapped Zhou Zishu's left shoulder with a palm. The palm wind was so fierce that he could do it when he said he could do it without any mercy.

Zhou Zishu was shocked and pulled up the ground more than two meters high, and then opened it. Ye Baiyi immediately chased after him, and took out his long sleeves, which sealed the big holes all over his body tightly.

Zhou Zishu only thought that his martial arts skills should be hard, and his internal strength was half damaged, so he couldn't fight him head-on, so he wanted to relied on his light skills to circle him. Then he realized that he had made a mistake. The other party's palms were covered with the sky, as if they were everywhere. He had nowhere to leverage his strength in the air, and in desperation he had to raise his leg and kick Ye Baiyi's wrist.

Ye Baiyi didn't care at all, so she turned her palms and grabbed his calves. Zhou Zishu turned around and took advantage of his palm wind, and she slid two feet to the side like flying flowers and falling leaves. When she landed, her face had changed. She slowly said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by me, senior?"

Ye Baiyi withdrew his hand and looked at him like nothing happened. Then he asked, "The 'Meiyin Qin Song' was the successor of an old man who was not a thing back then. Because this sissy boy was not a thing and was not useful, he was expelled from the sect. I heard that he was not good at anything else, but he had obtained some true teachings when playing music. Just like that, he was blown away by your voice for decades of cultivation. I also said that there is another amazing young man in the world. It turns out that it is... boy, I ask you, your weapon is a soft sword?"

Zhou Zishu suddenly opened his eyes wide and moved a little step to the side. His hand had subconsciously retracted into his sleeves, and his heart had a murderous intent that had not been seen for a long time. This was the first time he had encountered this situation. He didn't know the other party's depth, but the other party seemed to know him well.

When Ye Baiyi saw it, the corner of her mouth bent upward, showing a stiff and sarcastic smile, and sneered: "If I want to do anything to you, can you still stand and talk now? The light skills you just showed are the only one in the world, called "Not Borderless and Sealless". Qin Huaizhang from Sijizhuang back then was your master, right? Humph, you master and apprentice are the same. No matter who you meet, you should first judge it with the heart of a villain."

Zhou Zishu said coldly: "The ancient monk is indeed a famous martial arts master, but his family master has passed away. Even if he is unfilial, he cannot tolerate others humiliating him like this."

Ye Baiyi was stunned and said in a daze: "Why, Qin Huaizhang is dead?"

Before Zhou Zishu could speak, Ye Baiyi's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a look of confusion appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Yes, I don't know how many years have passed... I don't know that there is a Han Dynasty, no matter whether it is Wei and Jin, no matter whether it is Wei and Jin... There is no sun or moon in the mountains. It turns out that the world has been a thousand years, and even Qin Huaizhang is gone."

Zhou Zishu frowned and looked at him for a while, and found that he had no malice, but he still couldn't speak human language, so he relaxed slightly.

He thought in his heart that this man was the legendary ancient monk of Changming Mountain. Although he didn't know why he had always been immortal for so many years. Could it be that he had become an immortal as the world said?

Ye Baiyi reached out and said, "Give me your sword a look."

Seeing that Zhou Zishu was still moving, Ye Baiyi said impatiently: "Are you not seeing me before? That was what I gave to your master back then, and no one robbed your gadgets. Can't you see? Why is Qin Huaizhang's apprentice so unfair!"

Zhou Zishu then remembered that the word "white clothes" was engraved on his sword. At first, he thought it was some weird sword Ming, but he was the name of this guy. His face looked good and he felt very disgusted. So he put his hand into his waist unconsciously and tinkered on his belt for a while. He added a very clear and bright soft sword in his hand, and handed it to Ye Baiyi.

Ye Baiyi glanced at his green and thin hands, frowned and took them over, and said, "A good person, I have to cover it with another layer of skin. I don't care about your master and disciple, who are the ones who hide their heads and tails."

Zhou Zishu said silently while the hero did not suffer any loss in front of him, and thought to himself - this immortal.

Ye Baiyi held the soft sword in his hand, and the sword body was filled with his internal strength. The sword body stood up, trembling slightly as if it was resonant, making a buzzing sound. A hint of nostalgia suddenly flashed in Ye Baiyi's slender eyebrows and eyes. He looked at the sword named "Baiyi" and thought to himself that it turned out that the old friends were no longer there, but these things had lived for a long time and were all in the hands of the younger generation.

It took a while before handing it back to Zhou Zishu.

Zhou Zishu said with a slight smile: "I wonder what else can I do if I call you out late at night, besides testing my skills and master's sect..."

Before he could finish his words, Ye Baiyi suddenly reached out and touched his chest. The movement was so fast that he could not have time to react. If the man took the opportunity to start, he would have no room for dodge. Zhou Zishu froze and immediately stopped.

Ye Baiyi did not move any other things and just frowned slightly. Zhou Zishu felt a gentle internal force coming from his palm, as if he was exploring something on him. The seven orifices and three autumn nails were immediately stimulated by his inner body and started to appear. Zhou Zishu broke out in a cold sweat, but he was still stubborn and did not reveal it.

Unexpectedly, Ye Baiyi suddenly exerted force. The internal force that was pressing against Zhou Zishu's chest seemed to be like a stream turning into a river, and rushed into his already dead tendon veins. Zhou Zishu felt that the nail nailed to his chest seemed to be stirred up by the other party's internal force. He immediately turned black in front of him, and his whole person shook for a moment, then fell backwards.

A figure suddenly flashed behind him and shouted softly: "What are you doing?!" While catching Zhou Zishu, he then swayed his sleeves and wanted to open Ye Baiyi's hand. Ye Baiyi said "huh" and did not dodge or dodge, and the two of them hit hard. Ye Baiyi only felt a strange and thick internal force, and her heart was slightly shocked, and she felt a little tightness.

Wen Kexing was even more shocked. The moment he threw out almost 80% of his internal force, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and was blocked back. He pinched Zhou Zishu's waist, took a step back, turned around and blocked Zhou Zishu, and used this to stabilize his steps.

Then he looked at Ye Baiyi, his eyes turned away and he narrowed his smile slightly. When he looked at people, he actually reminded Ye Baiyi of the poisonous snake - it was very cold and stalemate on the human body, like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
Chapter completed!