As a yellow-haired villain, I really don't want to be chased by the heroine

Luo Qingchuan said softly: "I don't have random thoughts, just now is the time when my thoughts are the cleanest."

Su Yingxue smiled, "Did you change clothes?"

Luo Qingchuan couldn't figure out why, so she simply described it in words: "I don't know, anyway, I just looked at Xiaoxue just now, as if I was about to fall asleep."

Su Yingxue pondered for two seconds, then smiled coquettishly, "Compared with me, do you like this dress more?"

Luo Qingchuan rubbed against Su Yingxue's leg and shook her head lightly, "It's probably because I won't take off this dress, otherwise, I would have torn it off your body and thrown it aside."

Su Yingxue gritted her teeth in shame, the young man's smiling face always made her fall in love, and quickly covered Luo Qingchuan's eyes with her warm and cool hands.

"Then I won't show it to you, lest you tear it up."

Luo Qingchuan's vision was pitch black, and he remained silent. In the dark, Luo Qingchuan's thoughts turned, thinking that Chen Yanyu should have already arrived at the school.

Faced with an empty gymnasium, will she go back?

Will she wait for me?

Su Yingxue slowly raised her little hand, and saw the young man's eyes closed like sleep, and the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, enjoying the quiet beauty with him.

… … … … … …

Time passed slowly.

At noon, Lin Yu, who was sitting in the gymnasium, saw Chen Yanyu wake up.

The silver-haired girl had sleepy eyes, lowered her head cutely, rubbed her eyes, and scanned the empty gymnasium.

"I haven't come back yet."

Lin Yufei got up, landed beside Chen Yanyu, and said, "Go home and wait, classmate Chen."

"Eh?"

"You look like you need a good rest."

Lin Yu was hesitant, she had seen Chen Yanyu's state, the girl's subconscious instinct skillfully buried the unacceptable information.

It's as if there is an invisible sky that separates light and darkness. Once the sky is broken and the blocked dark side erodes, Chen Yanyu's inner world will collapse.

Chen Yanyu came to her senses, and said eagerly, "Thank you teacher for your concern, I, I want to wait here for him to come back."

"When Classmate Luo comes out, I will tell him about you," Lin Yu said.

Lin Yu suddenly thought, if Su Yingxue, a genius swordsman, sees this unfathomable daughter of the Dragon King...

Will the school be demolished by them?

It's not easy being a teacher.

… … … … … …

"Teacher Lu,"

In the secret realm, there is a mountain top with deep clouds and high winds.

The young man in Taoist robes sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain turned his head and looked at Zhang Jin who was in a suit and leather shoes beside him. He stood up straight like a pine tree.

Zhang Jin's eyes also fell on Lu Wu, watching Lu Wu playing with the newly bought laptop.

With a straight face, he said seriously, "Mr. Lu, won't you release your divine sense to perceive the students?"

Lu Wu had a slight headache, and replied with a wry smile, "There is no danger in the secret realm here, and there is a 'protection spell', so there is no need to worry about the safety of the students."

Lu Wu thinks that Zhang Jin is a very responsible teacher, but he is too rigid and serious about everything.

Long clouds drifted, and the howling wind blew on Lu Wu's plain Taoist robe. Zhang Jin looked away and looked at the unobstructed sky.

"I heard that Teacher Lu was once a powerful Nascent Soul Realm."

"There are such rumors in the Daoist League."

"rumor?"

Lu Wu smiled in relief: "It's just a piece of the past, it's all yesterday."

"It's all yesterday," Zhang Jin repeated, and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Teach the students, the aura is revived, we seniors have a long way to go."

'click', 'click', 'click'.

Lu Wu was typing on the laptop keyboard.

"What is Teacher Lu doing?"

"Idle is also idle, playing games to pass the time."

Zhang Jin glanced over, Gujing Wubo's coffin face appeared a little strange,

He saw Lu Wu playing minesweeper.

There is no signal in the secret realm, and the Internet cannot be connected.

"Mr. Zhang, do you want to try it? You will find it very interesting once you play it."

Zhang Jin shook his head, "I'll forget it..."

They were silent for a while.

Zhang Jin looked at the boundless green forest, and looked at the ancient buildings hidden among the cliffs.

There are green vines everywhere on the dilapidated classical pavilions.

"This used to be a secret realm of a certain sect in the ancient era. There must have been a lot of people back then. Now, after a long time, everything is decaying."

"The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoy the shade." Lu Wudao, "Isn't it just a good time for the students to experience it? The new young people are thriving, full of vitality, and everything is competing."

Zhang Jin said slowly, "Teacher Lu, don't you feel sorry?"

"What are you sorry about?"

"You obviously have the most aptitude for cultivation in the world, why are you stuck in the golden core and unwilling to take a step forward?"

"Who says I'm stuck, I can't go up." Lu Wu said cheerfully.

"In the future, when the super large monk college is built, Mr. Lu will definitely hold an important position in it." Zhang Jin asked.

"Isn't Teacher Zhang planning to go?" Lu Wu replied.

Zhang Jin shook his head, "I might not even see what that school looks like after it's built."

Lu Wu saw the dying spirit of an old man drooping from Zhang Jin's celestial spirit. He was a little disappointed, and said in a low voice helplessly: "Everyone has his own destiny, so there is no need to be persistent."

Zhang Jin breathed out lightly, and said with a complicated expression: "In this case, Teacher Lu Wu should take a good rest, and I'll go out for a while."

"Huh?" Lu Wu glanced at him, "What are you going to do?"

"Turn around, look at the students, and finally do your part."

Zhang Jin's voice was calm, "There are many talented students in this year's class. It's really embarrassing to have a bright future at such a young age. So... we must take good care of them."

Lu Wu withdrew his gaze, and then clicked a bomb from the grid on the screen. He sighed: "Teacher Zhang really still can't let go."

"Yup,"

Zhang Jin stepped forward step by step from the top of the mountain, stepped step by step in the void, stepped on the clouds,

He looked up at the thousands of miles of sky, the white mist was vast,

"I can't let go."

… … … … … …

In the cloud-shrouded green hills, beside a bamboo forest, there is an antique wooden pavilion. Unfortunately, the wood is full of traces of being eaten by ants, and the whole building will collapse at any time.

Zuo Tian leaped nimbly and came to the roof of a certain hall. He stepped on it, disturbed the hanging plaque, and fell to the ground, splashing dust.

Zuo Tian swept over, and from the broken plaque into several pieces, with excellent eyesight, he vaguely combined the three flamboyant characters of 'Wu Bei Ge'.

He seemed a little happy, "Old Ancestor, maybe there are spiritual weapons and treasures here?"

"Son, your most important task is to find Luo Qingchuan."

Zuo Tian was dressed in a white ancient costume, with a fluttering ponytail, and a fox face mask on his face.

Zuo Tian calmed down quickly after hearing the words, "Yes, Luo Qingchuan, but... I have been looking for it for a long time, and my spiritual sense can't perceive Luo Qingchuan's location."

"What about 'seeker butterfly'?".

Zuo Tian stretched out his left hand and released a metal butterfly. It fluttered its wings and flew, but hovered in place.

"It's the same as before, except for the first pointing out the direction, it stopped moving very quickly, no matter where I went, it just circled in place."

"It should be that Luo Qingchuan's aura has been blocked. He has entered some strange places in the secret realm, such as caves. You should run more, because maybe Su Yingxue is also looking for him."

Zuo Tian's heart sank, and he said, "If Su Yingxue finds Luo Qingchuan first, I won't have another chance."

"Who said that? If Su Yingxue took the first step, the two of them are tender and affectionate and unprepared, can they stop you from secretly attacking with a flying sword?" The ancestor sneered, "If you seriously injured Luo Qingchuan in front of Su Yingxue, she would definitely be unable to hold herself back, and her Dao heart would collapse. If you run away again, you will challenge Su Yingxue after the exam is over."

"I……"

The wind blows Zuo Tian's casual ponytail, the boy stands on the top of the building, holding a white jade long sword in one hand, his hand trembles because of the words of the ancestor, and he wants to vomit.

"Son, I hope you can be more mature. In the ancient era, once monks became enemies, they would use all means and methods to fight. Don't lose the big because of the small, and cherish the feathers."

"I see."

Zuo Tian flew up from the sky, pasted a 'Tengyun' talisman on himself, and shuttled between the cliffs.

The ancient buildings are desolate, the green hills are quiet, and the chilling wind blows through the depths of the clouds between the cliffs, startling a group of birds.

……

……

……

0105 Battle to the Death (two in one chapter)

The grass grows and the warblers fly, and the spring breeze blows through the vibrant mountains.

By the creek, Luo Qingchuan lifted the sound-proof spell and said, "Let's go, it's time to go."

Su Yingxue nodded, and the two flew forward together, flying among the trees.

On the way, Su Yingxue asked suddenly, "Have you cultivated the "Ning Ming Juan Yun Jing"?"

"Yeah." Luo Qingchuan explained truthfully, "My original kung fu is only for killing and cutting, and the "Ning Ming Juan Yun Jing" given by Master Chu Ning is very useful."

"Will it affect your original cultivation method?" Su Yingxue's bright eyes showed a trace of worry, and she said, "The path of cultivation requires...to..."

She suddenly longed for Ai Ai, unable to speak the next half of the sentence.

Luo Qingchuan glanced over, "What do you want?"

Su Yingxue paused for a moment, then the corners of her lips curled up, and she said with a smile, "Be specific, Xiao Chuanchuan."

Even though Luo Qingchuan was wearing the green ghost mask, his heart was slightly flustered. He looked away, looked forward and said: "Cultivate together, just complement each other's strengths and weaknesses, and leave no regrets..."

Su Yingxue suddenly grabbed his wrist and felt the young man's pulse. A slight smile appeared in her eyes, "But I see that your "Ningming Juanyun Sutra" has only been completed halfway, and you haven't been able to reach perfection. Why is that?"

The girl's five fingers are long and soft, and her body feels warm and cool.

Luo Qingchuan's heartbeat accelerated again, Na Na replied: "Limited by talent, progress is relatively slow."

"Then how did you cultivate the original exercises so quickly?"

"It's more suitable for me, and it's natural for me to be faster."

"The "Congealing Juanyun Sutra" is not suitable for you?"

"I...I'll fix that one first, and then this one. Of course, this one will be slower." Luo Qingchuan was a little incoherent.

"Slow? How does it look like I'm stuck? Are you afraid that the two exercises will conflict with each other in your body? Don't dare to practice?"

Su Yingxue couldn't hold back her smile, she secretly thanked that there was a white veil covering her face, otherwise Xiao Chuanchuan would definitely be able to see the corners of her lips curl up.

Luo Qingchuan held Su Yingxue's five fingers instead, and asked: "It's only been a few days since we were accepted as disciples by Teacher Chu Ning. I don't have time. When I go back, I should be able to break through the bottleneck of "Ning Ming Juan Yun Jing."

"Suddenly, break through the bottleneck!?" Su Yingxue panicked, her dimple under the veil turned red, she held back for a long time, then snorted, "Forget it, if you want to break through...then break through. It’s good, if you really want to practice, it’s okay.”

"Thank you Xiaoxue for your guidance." Luo Qingchuan said

"..." Su Yingxue's blue hair spread out, and her eyes dimmed, "What am I pointing out, you have already repaired it, can I still let you give up halfway and ignore it?"

"Indeed." Luo Qingchuan agreed, "The road of cultivation should be persevering, and one should understand one's original mind."