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Chapter 42 Do you want to have more than one little uncle? [Little(2/3)

Leaving Suo, Mu was relegated: "..."

The Lord of Fenglu City rushed over: "..."

Xi Guxing and Shen Gurong, one dares to speak and the other dares to do.

Hearing that Xi Guxing did not stop him, Shen Gurong swung his sword again. Feng Yun, the lord of Fenglu City, did not expect that he would actually continue to take action even though he was already there. He quickly went to stop him, but was a step too late.

As soon as spring arrived in Shen Gurong's forest, his whole sword was covered in ice and it struck hard into the disciple's body.

Feng Yun: "..."

Everyone who came after hearing the news: "..."

There was a deathly silence all around.

Shen Gurong's Linxia Chun sword was not in his hand. It was just an illusion formed by the sword's intention. When the sword's intention penetrated the human body, it did not cause any scars, but it directly hit the monk Yuan Dan. , can cause people to suffer pain that almost tears apart their souls.

The disciple only received one blow and died from the pain.

Shen Gurong hugged the person in his arms tightly and glanced at the strangers around him with cold eyes.

Normally, he would have been panicking at such a big scene, but this time, for some unknown reason, his heart seemed to be gently held by a spiritual force. His heart was still, and all his emotions and emotions seemed to be forcibly suppressed by something. Go down.

Shen Gurong took the sword back lightly, turned his head and said to the stunned people, "I just scared him."

There were no scars on the disciple's body. He was just frightened and fainted. Feng Yun couldn't say anything even if he had ten thousand words. He could only say with a smile: "It's because Feng Yun didn't teach well and offended the saints." Jun, he deserves it."

Shen Gurong nodded slightly and admitted it unceremoniously: "It's really not thoughtful."

Feng Yun: "..."

Feng Yun is a female cultivator with stunning beauty. She has ruled Fenglu City for hundreds of years with her cultivation. She is scheming and vicious. Even if she is humiliated like this in front of everyone, the smile on her face remains unchanged, as if it was painted on .

She knelt down and said a few very high-sounding words of apology sincerely, and then asked: "I don't know how my disciple offended the Holy Lord. I hope you can tell me something. I will definitely punish you when I get back."

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "It's nothing, it's just that he looks too ugly and it hurts my eyes."

Feng Yun: "..."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing’s face was full of words like “Are you fucking serious? Is this why you said that?!”

Shen Gurong nodded reservedly and said, "Senior brother, that's exactly it. Senior brother, senior brother, good senior brother."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing's face turned green.

Feng Yun's face was as colorful as Xi Guxing's, and she forced a smile: "This...sage..."

"What?" Shen Gurong said, "You said just now that he deserved it, but now you want to go back on your word and come to me, right?"

Feng Yun was startled and immediately said: "I don't dare."

Shen Gurong was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, so he took Lin Xiachun back and turned to leave.

Feng Yun smashed his teeth and swallowed blood, forced a smile and asked someone to lift the frightened disciple and send him away. He glanced at the person in Shen Gurong's arms and tried to say: "Holy Lord, what are you holding?" , seems to be my wind..."

Shen Gurong didn't wait for her to finish, and said directly: "What is the wind? She is my person from Lirenfeng."

Feng Yun: "???"

Feng Yun was stunned by this kind of robbery: "But she..."

Xi Guxing also frowned and said, "When did it happen?"

Feng Yun also wanted to ask, yes, when?

Shen Gurong said: "Just now."

He walked away with a puff of his sleeves - taking the sluggish Mu Ban away with him.

Everyone: "..."

After Xi Guxing, sweating profusely, took care of Shen Gurong's mess, he directly pulled out his short sword and rushed to Fan Jiangju with murderous intent.

Oh yes, Fanjiangju has collapsed.

He turned to the side courtyard again and saw Shen Gurong in the pastor's room.

Xi Guxing cursed angrily: "Shen Shiyi! Die!"

Mu Ban quickly stopped him and said, "Headmaster, please calm down. Master is just eager to save people..."

"Rescue people?" Xi Guxing scolded, "He has good intentions to save others, so why didn't he come to save me? Do you know how difficult that old fox Feng Yun is to deal with?! Shen Shiyi!"

Shen Shishi's eyes were empty, seeing through the world of mortals, and all he could see was the sleeping child lying on the couch.

It had only been a moment since he was holding a sword and looking cold and proud in Changying Mountain, and he seemed to have completely forgotten it.

The tone in his heart dissipated the moment he returned to Fanjiangju. He was filled with overwhelming anger and fear, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions, which was very unpleasant.

Shen Gurong wondered blankly, was that me just now? Am I...that strong?

Being able to slash directly at a living person with a sword without any expression is something that only monks like Shen Fengxue, who have killed countless evil spirits, can do?

Shen Gurong was suddenly frightened, because for a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between himself and Shen Fengxue.

Mu Ban watched from the side. For some reason, although his spiritual power was running, Shen Gurong's inner voice could not be heard at all.

That can only mean that he is just in a daze?

But why does he have such a frightened look on his face?

Just when Shen Gurong was thinking wildly, the child fell asleep for a moment, then his eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his empty eyes.

Even in a strange place, she didn't seem to feel anything. There was no hope in her eyes, and she didn't know whether she looked more like a blind person or Shen Gurong looked more like a blind person.

When Shen Gurong saw her waking up, he quickly threw away all the random thoughts in his mind: "Xi Wu, I am your brother!"

The child seemed not to hear.

Shen Gurong was a little anxious, so he took off all the wooden beads he had been wearing on his wrist and stuffed them randomly into her.

"Xiwu? Xiwu, look..."

The child was having some reaction. She glanced at Shen Gurong slowly, struggled to sit up, nodded slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, weak and feeble: "Xianjun, you have recognized the wrong person."

The smile on Shen Gurong's face suddenly froze.

After being furious and ecstatic, Shen Gurong slowly came to his senses.

The child in front of her looks very much like his sister Shen Xiwu, but there are actually some differences. For example, she doesn't have the mole under her eyes, and her temperament is completely different.

Besides, this is just a fictional world in a book, and Shen Xiwu cannot appear here.

Hearing Xi Guxing scolding him, Shen Gurong finally woke up completely. He took a deep breath and raised his hand to touch the child's head, but she directly avoided it, as if she was very scared.

Shen Gurong quickly retracted his hand, and his voice was gentler than ever before: "Then what's your name?"

The child looked at him in confusion, probably sensing that he meant no harm, and then whispered: "Although my name is Xiwu, I am not Shengjun's sister."

Shen Gurong was startled, is it also called Xiwu?

Xi Guxing looked on to the side and his teeth were about to break: "Excuse me, has anyone seen me?"

Shen Gurong then turned his head and said, "Oh, you're here too."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing took a deep breath and said coldly: "Those who don't know better would think that the three of you are a happy family, and I'm just a bastard trying to beat a mandarin duck."

Shen Gurong: "..."

How did this bastard talk?

Mu Ban was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what he thought of, and his ears suddenly turned red.

Shen Gurong waved his hand casually and said: "Okay, okay, I didn't kill him."

Xi Guxing said angrily: "You still have the nerve to say this?!"

According to Shen Gurong's temperament, it is impossible to kill people casually, but Lin Xiachun's sword destroyed that disciple's Dantian. It was not visible on the surface, but as long as he went back and asked the doctor to detect his pulse, It will definitely be found out in one go.

Shen Gurong had no idea what was going on at that time. He just felt a sudden surge of anger in his head, burning him completely unconscious. He just wanted to cut the person who abused his "sister" to death with a thousand knives.

Now that she is awake, Shen Gurong feels guilty, but has no regrets.

The first thing to cultivate in cultivating the Tao is the heart. If even a scumbag like this who bullies the weak is worthy of cultivating the Tao without being punished by God, then there is no need to cultivate the Tao.

Xi Guxing scolded him angrily. Seeing that Shen Gurong was still acting like a dead pig and not afraid of boiling water, he turned around and walked away in anger.

After he left, Shen Gurong asked Xiwu to have a good rest and took Mu Ban out.

There is a small square flower garden in the side courtyard. Mu Ban would sow some seeds every spring, and various colorful flowers have already bloomed.

Shen Gurong bent down and picked up a purple evening mist flower and played with it casually in his hand.

Mu Ban stood behind him without saying a word, accompanying him patiently.

Shen Gurong's thoughts were already racing.

Shen Gurong's sister, Shen Xiwu, has been pampered by him since she was a child. However, when someone bullies her because of her face that looks very much like Shen Xiwu, Shen Gurong can't bear it at all. He always feels as if there is a dagger digging into his heart.
To be continued...
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