These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

Ran Xinxue sat on the ground slumped, completely forgetting how she lost her composure at that time.

She only remembered that the young man wiped his hands with his strong and plump breasts in disgust after finishing his work.

Then he turned around and walked out of Baoguang Hall, his painful and extremely hypocritical voice came from outside the hall.

"Master... has passed away!"

For some reason, Ran Xinxue was able to hear a smile that chilled her whole body from this painful voice...

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"Yuan Jianzong, the competition among the sects begins!"

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"Qingting Peak Li Hanyang vs Xiaoyuan Peak Wei Tu!"

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"Wei Tu, Wei Tu, do you know how much effort it took me to get it working...for you to match me?"

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"Wei Tu, you are overthinking yourself, you have no self-knowledge, the words are written all over your face, do you want me to tell you the result in advance? You will lose, and you will lose completely. How can you fight me when you are in a dominant body?"

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"Not only will you lose, the junior sister will also recognize your embarrassing posture and your humble strength. She will fall into my arms, not only that... and the senior sister, she is also mine. Wei Tu, your life is destined to be Fail, don’t ask why, because I don’t like you, I’m very upset with you, that’s all.”

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Gradually the hustle and bustle became louder than the wind, as if the sound of clear water flowing in my ears was quietly erased.

The distorted world gradually became clear.

The sound of the wind, the sound of talking, the sound of talking...

The smell of weeds, the smell of breath, and the smell of the breeze...

He opened his eyes in confusion. PS: The first two chapters need to use some brains... a bit more stream-of-consciousness, but I believe everyone can understand it.It shouldn't take much effort, because I want to write less routinely, and I hope the atmosphere can be structured, so I still pursue some writing styles.By the way, please rest assured that there will be no abuse of the master, NTR is even more impossible, the real harem, all accepted, just sauce~

2 How dare you?

　"boom!"

Dust was blown all over the place.

The thin young man in the green shirt was thrown to the ground in embarrassment, his delicate face seemed to be struggling in pain.

And standing not far in front of him.

The sword was stuck in the Daping, shaking slightly.

Li Hanyang, who held a sword in one hand, looked arrogant.

The eyes are even more dismissive.

The surrounding voices were full of voices, all exclaiming for this moment.

On the viewing platform, there stood these tall figures.

There are men and women, a total of five people.

They are the peak masters of the five hills of Yuan Jianzong.

Seeing this scene on Wenjianping, they all shook their heads and sighed.

The woman in the middle is young and soft, exuding a delicious aura.

"Elder Yuan, Li Hanyang has already integrated the eighth rank?"

The master of Qingting Peak, Yuan Wei, looked calm, but his eyes were already complacent.

My own disciple below has the absolute upper hand, but because of this, his demeanor is even more humble.

In the eyes of others, it is more or less a kind of showing off.

Yuan Wei cupped his hands and said to the woman and another elegant woman who was wearing a light blue long dress and whose temperament was like an orchid in an empty valley.

"Elder Lu, it seems that our Qingting Peak narrowly won this match. But it doesn't matter, the strength is between equals, not to mention Xiao Yuanfeng and Jiang Ying, a graceful disciple, will definitely be able to win back the city .”

Faced with this seemingly humble and polite words, they are actually arrogant and provocative words.

If hegemonic body state and fusion state can also be called brothers... there is no doubt that there is no difference between clouds and mud.

Lu Qingyan, with an elegant demeanor, just looked indifferently at the young man who seemed to have never woken up.

"Today's victory or defeat is just today's strength. Elder Yuan doesn't need to be a villain in front of me. My favorite disciple, even a thousand Li Hanyang can't compare."

Yuan Wei's expression was cloudy and uncertain, and he was embarrassed.

And the few elders beside him who had nothing to do with themselves sneered from another angle.

Ran Xinxue smiled slightly, who didn't know that Elder Lu, who was determined to use the supreme sword intent to prove his way to immortality, had a cold face and aloof personality, but he was extremely protective of the calf, Yuan Wei couldn't beat the big ones and wanted to bully the young ones, she Lu How can Qingyan give a good face?

No one spoke for Yuan Wei, Yuan Wei straightened up and flicked his sleeves.

"Hehe, although it is undeniable that Elder Lu's aptitude is superb and his vision is unique, but to say such an exaggeration... it is impossible to take other disciples seriously. If my disciples in Qingting Peak are so poor, how could there be such a scene? ?”

Lu Qingyan didn't even look at Yuan Wei.

His hands were hanging peacefully by his side, not even clenching a fist for a moment.

Heart like water.

In her eyes, the young man will slowly get up, and start over from the beginning after today's embarrassment.

"Elder Yuan, if you don't believe me, just wait a few more months..."

When Yuan Wei heard what Lu Qingyan was going to say, he almost thought of throwing himself into a trap. He was worried that he would not find a chance to save her face completely, so he proposed to choose another day to fight again... but found that this indifferent woman The words stopped abruptly.

Feeling a little strange, Yuan Wei turned his head and looked at Wenjianping.

There was some movement with the young man in Tsing Yi in the chaos, and he sat up from the ground little by little...

The young man sat up and opened his eyes amidst the gloating or sympathetic gazes.

He opened his eyes, slightly confused, looking around, as if he couldn't figure out the situation after being beaten like this.

And Li Hanyang, who was not far away from him, only about twelve steps away, had already looked over with cold eyes, and his mocking voice was conveyed without hindrance.

"Wei Tu, Wei Tu, what are you doing when you get up? If I were you, I would just lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and have someone carry you out later, so as to avoid more embarrassment, right?"

Li Hanyang felt that it was impossible for the other party to be indifferent to his words, but unfortunately, this boy was not angry, and his eyes without shame circled around but did not come to him for a long time...

Is this pretending to be amnesiac and thinking that he can escape this shame and humiliation?

How naive!

Li Hanyang clenched the sword in his hand and sneered.

"Wei Tu! Now that you're awake, if you still want to fight, I'll fight with you. If you really want to lose face like this, I'm willing to give you a ride!"

These words finally caught the eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi.

His eyes slowly focused on himself, but Li Hanyang felt that there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he looked at himself like a dead thing.

How could he?I just knocked him to the ground with a sword!He should be full of fear of himself now!

Wei Tu sat up with his knees propped up, his eyes looking at the ground.

Mumbling to himself as if no one else was around.

"That's what it is... that's what it is..."

No one understood him, few could even understand what he was saying.

They could only see this young man who was extremely embarrassed and ashamed just now stood up and patted the dust on his green clothes with his hands.

When he got up, the wind in Yuan Jianzong's mountain stream seemed to dance with it.

The lush forest and the distant white clouds all have meaning because of this moment.

He glanced at Li Hanyang, and then walked over.

Every step is so familiar, he seems to be able to walk through the entire mountain gate with his eyes closed.

Those memories are blurred in my mind, familiar and unfamiliar.

Happy and angry...

Even hurt yourself.

he murmured.

"If your clothes are dirty, you will be scolded...Qingyan, I will make you less angry."

"Ah... that's right, I should call you Shizun now."

"Do you want to fight or not? If you don't fight, just admit defeat!"

Li Hanyang roared angrily, looking at this inexplicable young man, he couldn't understand what he was muttering, and only felt that this young man wanted to pretend to be a fool to avoid the coming shame.

Wei Tu didn't stop walking, but raised his eyes a little, looking careless.

"beat."

After speaking, he took another step, stretched out his hand and pulled out the unfamiliar but familiar long sword from between the floor tiles.

"The kendo, which has been completed in 20 years, has to be practiced again."

Holding the sword casually, he walked towards Li Hanyang.

Li Hanyang laughed back in anger, "Hehe, Wei Tu. What are you pretending to be? You can still lift a sword? Don't forget how you were defeated by me just now, even if you pretend to be inexplicable... you lose lost!"

The young man in Tsing Yi finally stopped.

He raised his head in the puzzled eyes of those around him, and even frowned impatiently.

"Since when did fighting rely on words?"

Everyone around was shocked. Where did this young man who was defeated just now have the confidence to say such a thing?

Li Hanyang also couldn't understand.

"Okay... fight! Very good... very good, Wei Tu, you are very good!"

And Wei Tu didn't listen to what he was saying, he had already figured out the current situation.

Walking over step by step, the pace is slow and calm, as if stepping on the sound of everyone's heartbeat.

When the opponent was five steps away from him, Li Hanyang swung his sword towards this young man who didn't know what to do and who was shy and humiliated.

The air is rippling and rippling, and the streamer is as clear under the scorching sun.

But in the eyes of everyone, the boy who was like a puppet walked over... just walked over...

Then disappeared under the sword light.

Where did he go? !

Li Hanyang suddenly couldn't guess, because he never thought that Wei Tu could dodge his own sword, and the exclamation of everyone seemed to tell Li Hanyang something.

He wanted to withdraw the sword quickly, but he felt the ultimate murderous intent and a biting coldness in his throat.

Li Hanyang looked down in disbelief.

The adam's apple did not dare to slide.

Because he saw a sword pointed at his throat impartially.

And the owner of this sword, at this moment, is leaning on his knee with one hand, and squatting in front of him with his legs bent.

Staring at himself indifferently.

He said every single word.

"A long time ago, I actually wanted to ask, Li Hanyang, how dare you provoke me? How dare you?"

Li Hanyang was so angry that he quickly backed away, and then he drew out his sword, disregarding the rules of the martial arts competition, and killed the boy who suddenly became weird with one sword.

"clang!"

Li Hanyang didn't even see the opponent's movements clearly.

His own sword, which was at the eighth level of Fusion Realm, flew out, and plunged straight into a big tree next to Wenjianping.