run away!Crazy Apprentice Chase Teacher Crematorium

Chapter 9 What are you?
It was difficult for Xu Dongqing to describe his mood at that moment.

If she remembered correctly, Da Ziyan was only 17 years old at this time, and he was still an underage kid, but in his short 17 years of life, there was really not a single good day.

His parents died tragically since he was a child, his blood relatives were lost, he stumbled to the Xiaoyao School, and then fell into the hands of the original owner.

It's all to blame for a certain male frequency who likes to write about the setting of both parents dying!Xu Dongqing ruthlessly spurned this evil setting of beauty and strength in his heart, and flew over in a hurry.

Da Ziyan was obviously very surprised to see her fly back, and those disciples who went up the mountain were even more surprised, they knelt down in an instant, all saluting.

Da Ziyan didn't kneel, his hair was soaked, strands were sticking to his face, still dripping water, his handsome face was pale, only his eyes were as black as ink and as bright as stars.

He was still young at this time, and occasionally he couldn't hide his emotions well. When he looked up at her, his eyes were full of unruly.

Xu Dongqing felt that at this time he was like the real him, the meekness in the past was just superficial, but the real him was usually hidden too well, no, just as soon as she landed, Da Ziyan changed back to the original one A docile look.

"Master, why are you back?" He asked.

Xu Dongqing dismissed everyone casually, cast another spell to cover Daziyan from the rain, and then said, "I'm back to pick you up for my teacher."

Da Ziyan obviously did not expect to hear such an answer, and stared at Xu Dongqing in a daze.

"As a teacher, I am also confused. I forgot that you can't fly with a sword... Come on, I will take you away as a teacher." Xu Dongqing was actually a little embarrassed, but she pretended not to show it. She stood on top of her sword , and then stretched out his hand towards Da Ziyan.

Da Ziyan looked at the hand that was stretched out in front of him, the jade fingers were slender and fair, the skin was as creamy, like a piece of fine white jade.

He lowered his eyes, didn't go to take the hand, thanked him softly, and stood on the sword. Soon, the sword flew into the air, leaving behind a group of stunned disciples.

Xu Dongqing's saber is a one-handed sword. It is just right for one person, but it is a bit crowded for two people. Xu Dongqing was afraid that Da Ziyan would fall, so he said to him: "If you are afraid, grab my clothes."

Da Ziyan looked down, Xu Dongqing was wearing ordinary white clothes, and his waist was tied up with a belt, revealing a part of his waist that was not enough to hold.

He paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand to grab Xu Dongqing's clothes, and said in a voice that could not hear any emotion, "Thank you, Master."

Xu Dongqing had the feeling that he was raising a child.

When they got to the main peak, she asked Da Ziyan a few more words to let him wander around on the main peak and wait for her before going in for the meeting.

Da Ziyan watched her leaving back, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Pretend to be a nice guy.

……

The main peak is much bigger than the seven peaks, and there are many people standing outside the main hall at the moment.

The main reason is that the peak masters have all gone in to discuss the matter of the Zongmen Conference, and the disciples they brought are waiting outside, ready to deal with the needs of the peak masters at any time.

There are a total of nine peaks in the Xiaoyao Sect, and there is actually a little competition between each peak. In order to promote everyone's progress, the peak masters don't mind their disciples competing with each other, and they are even happy that they compete for themselves, so there is Many disciples are very competitive.

Among them, Sanfeng likes to pick things up the most, because among the disciples of their generation, Fang Shu, the eldest disciple of the master of Sanfeng, is the most promising. He has already established his foundation at a young age. The other disciples on the three peaks were all complacent.

And this time, the one who came with Master Sanfeng was his only favorite disciple Tang Tianyou.

This Tang Tianyou is usually pampered and spoiled by others. He doesn't have much ability, but he has a really big temper. His senior brother is as good as he is, his eyes are high above the top, and no one can look down on him. When he goes there, he can't wait for everyone Everyone went to support him and compliment him.

And due to the face of Fang Shu, the senior brother above him, everyone would generally coax him and praise him, so that Da Ziyan, who stood still and didn't even look at him, seemed particularly out of place.

"Then who is it?" Tang Tianyou noticed Da Ziyan who was out of place, squinted his eyes, and asked in a dissatisfied tone: "Which peak is it, why haven't I seen it before?"

"He, Qifeng's." Someone replied.

"Qifeng?" Tang Tianyou was a little strange: "Is there such a number one person in Qifeng? Where's Senior Brother Guichen?"

"Oh, Brother Tianyou, you don't know something. This man's name is Da Ziyan. He is a young disciple of Master Xu. He doesn't come out very often. It is said that he has no talent for cultivation and has a miserable life experience. Master Xu took him in because he was pitiful, and took him with him to play with him. .”

A disciple said with a smile, not taking Da Ziyan seriously at all, his tone seemed to be talking about a cat or a dog: "I heard that Da Ziyan is a handyman on top of their Qifeng, I don't know Master Xu What do you think, I brought him here today."

"Oh, it looks so attractive. I thought it was some kind of person. It turned out to be just a handyman." Tang Tianyou curled his lips, walked over swaggeringly, and said to Da Ziyan, "Hey, why are you here today? Where is senior brother Guichen?"

Da Ziyan raised his eyelids, glanced at him indifferently, didn't bother to pay attention to the guy who was so short of finding fault on his face, and walked away.

Tang Tianyou was offended by his haughty appearance. Over the years, as a bully, he had never received such treatment among his peers.

For a moment, he was furious, kicked Da Ziyan's leg fiercely, and cursed: "Are you deaf? Can't you hear me talking to you? What?!"

Da Ziyan didn't expect him to make a move directly, he was unprepared for a while, and was kicked hard and fell to the ground.

"A lowly thing is a lowly thing. Even if you stand on the main hall, you are a nondescript person. Do you think that if the uncle accepts you as a disciple, you will be able to sit on an equal footing with us?"

The more Tang Tianyou spoke, the more mocking his expression became, the look of disgust in his eyes was like a sharp steel needle, poking straight into the heart: "You are a scumbag in your bones, and you will be a scumbag in this life! You will be a slut in this life! Go back and sweep your blood!" Come on! Don't come out and show yourself!"

A look of sternness flashed in Da Ziyan's eyes, and he glared at Tang Tianyou viciously, like a lone wolf driven into a desperate situation, with sharp claws and teeth, ready to counterattack at any time.

Tang Tianyou was really bluffed by him for a moment, but when he reacted, he became even more angry.

How dare such a waste thing stare at him? !
He was so angry that he couldn't care less about his fellow disciples, he just kicked over again, and this time he didn't hold back any strength, and even wrapped up his inner strength, Da Ziyan was kicked several meters in one fell swoop.

After receiving this heavy blow, Da Ziyan's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

　Classification of this book: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, Distraction, Mahayana

　　
　
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