At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

Sikong Changfeng was even more stunned. He had wanted to talk to Xiao Ruolin about his affairs for a long time.

But he was injured and returned to Xueyue City that day. After his injury was healed, he was overwhelmed by the affairs of the city and couldn't get away.

This time he finally slipped out, but he didn't find Xiao Ruolin hiding in the edge.

He just wanted to say hello, but Xiao Ruolin gave him a cold look.

Hiss! What does this little guy mean?

Sikong Changfeng raised his eyebrows and felt Xiao Ruolin's malice.

He thought: It's bad. This little guy respected him before, but now he looks at him like this. I'm afraid he said something wrong just now?

They were old acquaintances, and he had discovered Xiao Ruolin's secret, so he shouldn't be so indifferent.

And Xiao Ruolin's next words really verified his guess.

"Gun Xian Senior, you are a respected old senior, why do you bully a 17-year-old boy and put all the responsibility on him?" Xiao Ruolin looked at Sikong Changfeng coldly.

Sikong Changfeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Xiao Ruolin, you don't know the situation outside the sky, if..."

Xiao Ruolin shook his head, "There are always countless excuses. People are always bound by the cumbersomeness brought by desire. If this is caused by oneself, it's fine, but in fact it is the sin caused by you, the older generation, what does it have to do with him?"

Xiao Ruolin finally knew why he cared so much about Wuxin's things. As he said, it was obviously the sin of the older generation, why let the young people bear it.

Just like him, intervening in the affairs of the older generation will only hurt himself.

Each era is different, and once the new era is inserted into the things of the previous generation, the ending is always full of regrets and confusion.

They always say in a high-sounding manner that it is a kind of growth, and it is something that everyone has to experience.

But growth is growth, why can't the environment of growth be chosen by oneself?

The white-haired fairy walked towards Sikong Changfeng and asked: "Is this kid your disciple? You dote on him, and dote on him so ignorantly."

"Hey!" Sikong Changfeng widened his eyes and quickly retorted: "Don't talk nonsense. If I taught such a disciple, I'm afraid I would have traveled all over the world to show off."

He also wanted to take Xiao Ruolin as his apprentice, but his strength did not allow it!

Just now he checked it out, but found that he could no longer see Xiao Ruolin's depth.

Before, he could still feel that the other party had a cultivation level that was on par with him, but now he gave him a feeling of unfathomable depth.

Sikong Changfeng did not dare to think about it, just thinking that the other party had restrained his breath and had martial arts with hidden cultivation.

If he was not Sikong Changfeng's disciple, what Xiao Ruolin said was extraordinary.

Because he had enough strength and his words were important enough, he could not be treated as a junior.

Because according to his attitude, he might really stop them from taking the young master away.

Zi Yi Hou and Bai Fa Xian immediately looked at Xiao Ruolin with vigilance, ready to take action at any time.

Zi Yi Hou even asked: "He is a disciple of an old friend. I will go to his house to talk about it another day."

He really wanted to know which old friend taught a kid who liked to sing against them.

If he knew, he would definitely visit him in person and "thank" him.

Sikong Changfeng shook his head, squinted at Xiao Se who was wearing a mink coat, and shook his head slowly: "He is not a disciple of an old friend. I can only tell you that his identity is very extraordinary."

"How extraordinary?" Zi Yi Hou frowned.

Sikong Changfeng frowned and slowly replied, "Very...

"Not ordinary!"

What's the difference between saying this and not saying it? The Purple-Robed Marquis was immediately angry.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "If we fight later, which side will you help?"

Sikong Changfeng was stunned. He didn't expect him to suddenly ask such a question.

He hesitated for a long time and replied, "Of course, I won't help either side!"

One side is an old friend, and the other side is not only an old friend, but also a monstrous one.

He would be in trouble no matter which side he helped, not to mention that this is not a question of helping or not, but a matter of principle.

He can't beat up new and old friends for the sake of old friends, right?

Just when Sikong Changfeng was curious about what the Purple-Robed Marquis would say next, he saw the other party shook his head.

"That won't work. You have to abide by the agreement of the year and help me and Baifa when the fight starts." The Purple-Robed Marquis said this with a blush.

"Hmm? "Sikong Changfeng was shocked

, his face was full of exaggeration.

How could the cold and dark elegant young man become so shameless?

He actually asked me to join forces to bully a junior!

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal, a big melon! There must be a big melon in it!

"Bullying a junior, if you tell others about it, I will be laughed at by others. I, Sikong Changfeng, can't do it." Sikong Changfeng smiled and shook his head.

But looking at his look, it is clear that he wants to know why I said that just now.

This old melon-head still loves to eat melons as much as he did back then.

The Purple-Robed Marquis was angry. He couldn't say that he and the white-haired man were not the opponents of the young man together, right?

If he really told others, according to Sikong Changfeng's character, it would definitely spread throughout their circle.

By then, he would be famous in Tianwaitian!

No! You can't tell the matter to death.

Facing the two people's muttering, the White-haired Immortal used a roundabout tactic.

He immediately held the jade sword, half-knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said: "Young Sect Master, Tianwai Tian has been waiting for you to return to the sect for twelve years!"

"Now the outside world is torn apart, and the heroes are fighting for their own interests. Only Tianwai Tian has never left. Everyone is waiting for you to return and take control of the situation. Please return to the sect!"

Obviously, Wuxin was fooled by this trick. The moment the white-haired fairy knelt down, Wuxin was already moved.

This made Lei Wujie very anxious, and he cursed: "If the hard way doesn't work, try the soft way, despicable!"

The white-haired fairy turned a deaf ear to him, but Ziyi Hou stopped whispering with Sikong Changfeng and couldn't bear it anymore.

He closed the iron fan with a snap and said angrily: "Stinky boy, even if Lei Hong comes today, he can't save you, I said!"

However, just when Ziyi Hou was impulsive and wanted to take action.

Six shining flying swords appeared in front of him at some point.

The six swords trembled, the cold light was dazzling, and he calmed down immediately.

Seeing his frustrated look, Lei Wujie put his hands on his waist and smiled foolishly.

Is this the feeling of being protected by someone? It's too good!

Wuxin took a long breath, smiled and glanced at Xiao Ruolin, and said softly: "Ruolin, it's enough, this is my choice."

"Wuxin..." Lei Wujie called out anxiously.

Xiao Se also frowned, and his heart was reluctant to leave. After a short time together, the few of them formed a deep friendship.

After all, separation is reluctant!

"If this is your choice, I will respect you..."