After the fall, the fairies caught me and repaid their debts

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At five o'clock in the morning, the alleys of Yong'an City.

As soon as He Ange left the inn, he casually threw the stone in his arms to the side of the road.

Photo stone?

It's just a broken stone to fool children.

He Ange is poor, and has to go to the Shengxuzong cafeteria every day for dinner, how can he have the money to buy expensive photo stones.

After leaving Yong'an City overnight, He Ange came to a forest path again.

In the front of this forest is Shengxu Mountain, on which is the Shengxu Sect, and He Ange's 'secret base' is at the foot of the mountain.

It is said to be a secret base, but it is actually very simple, it is just a relatively hidden cave.

Entering the entrance of the cave, He Ange lightly tapped on his chest, removing the usual illusion disguise - Nine Heavens Xuanyang Body.

That's right, Yanglu's physique is also fake.

As an evil cultivator without a spiritual vein, robbing other people's spiritual power is the only effective way for He Ange to upgrade.

But He Ange was very good, he didn't dare to mess with righteous monks at all, he could only pin his hopes on those young demons and goblins - after all, if they robbed their spiritual power in the righteous way fairy gate, they could only suffer from being dumb.

This trick, He Ange has indeed been tried and tested repeatedly.

Fishing, of course, is to choose a good pond, then spread the lure well, and gradually attract more fry to come to me...

From this point of view, Yanglu's physique, which is most likely to be targeted by bad guys, is very suitable as bait.

Hard work pays off.

Tonight, He Ange went to lay his body on the street as usual, and finally caught Xia Ranyue, a big fish.

"Wuhu~"

"This breakthrough in foundation building is expected."

After stretching, He Ange felt a little tired.

The habit of night owl + lazy dog ​​tells him that after work, it is time to reward himself for sleeping until noon.

But not long after closing his eyes, the face of a certain silver-haired fairy appeared in He Ange's mind.

In the dream, the fairy had three thousand silver threads, she was beautiful, she was overwhelmed by the country, she had an extraordinary temperament, and she liked to wear black silk and ink white fairy dresses.

Her sword dance is beautiful, people are like swords, silver phoenix dance...

Of course, the feel of black silk is also very astringent.

Sister Fairy is good at everything, but the look in He Ange's eyes is extremely disappointed and disgusted!

Especially, when she found that He Ange was lying on the street drinking at night, and even stared at He Ange with the eyes of "garbage", in the end the fairy was very disappointed, turned around and left silently...

[He Ange, if you continue to be so decadent, I will kill you with my own hands!Lest you look like a walking dead every day and mess with my mind. 】

In my mind, the last words that the fairy said to me echoed.

"No, no, no!!"

"Lie down again, Senior Sister will really kill me!"

Waking up from the dream, He Ange was frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly got up to meditate.

This morning, Shengxuzong should hold the monthly outer sect competition.

Although it was not a grand competition, He Ange knew that every month, Senior Sister Luo Yi would come from the holy land of the sect to watch the battle on time.

In every martial arts competition in the past, He Ange was basically humiliated when he came on stage, and was shown off by his opponents in all kinds of gaudy ways... and finally lost miserably.

As a senior sister, An Luoyi was naturally disappointed again and again, and later even chose to ignore He Ange when she met He Ange on the road.

She didn't want to force He Ange like this, she didn't want to put pressure on He Ange, and she didn't want He Ange to hate herself...

But time waits for no one.

In another year and a half, An Luoyi will be able to form a complete alchemy, be reborn, and officially become the Nascent Soul True Immortal of the Shengxu Sect.

By that time, if He Ange is still just an outsider...

He is no longer qualified to meet An Luoyi in his life.

One immortal and one mortal are doomed to miss.

……

【Luoyi, you are the son of destiny, you will ascend to become a fairy in the future, and help the world... Dao heart, the most must not be messed up! 】

[What is destined to be missed, let's end it as soon as possible. 】

Under the moonlight, An Luoyi danced the sword alone, repeating the advice of the master and herself in her mind, but she couldn't calm down in her heart.

She thought, wait for his last year.

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4. Sister, I didn’t disappoint you this time.

Although He Ange was bad, he wasn't completely bad.

The reason why An Luoyi thinks he's dead is because he has no spiritual veins, and it's useless to practice seriously, so he creates the impression of doing nothing on weekdays.

But this is also helpless, it is really difficult for evil cultivators without spiritual veins to develop in the early stage - they can only rely on robbing other people's spiritual power to upgrade. This cultivation method is basically the same as "big fish eat small fish".

But He Ange, a junior in the Qi refining stage, belongs to the bottom of the food chain in the world of cultivating immortals, who can he eat?

If you don't have that ability, you can only install a sun stove, fish and enforce the law.

Xia Ranyue is a successful case.

Now that He Ange has Xia Ranyue's spiritual power, it will not be a problem for him to build a foundation.

And after the foundation building is successful, the martial arts competition during the day will be sure!

at least,

It won't be embarrassing to be on stage.

……

The outer sect of Shengxu Sect was quite lively this morning.

The monthly martial arts competition is only for the outer sect. After all, there are many disciples in the outer sect. The strength is assessed once a month, and the elders can always select a few promising disciples to be included in the inner sect.

For the inner disciples, this thing is like chickens pecking at each other, and dogs don't even look at it.

But for outer disciples, this is an important opportunity to grasp their fate!

"The winner of this round, Wang Qiong!"

Facing the cheers, Wang Qiong raised his arms high, very happy.

He first looked at the countless nympho juniors in the auditorium, then at the elders in the elders' seat, and finally his eyes fell on the silver-haired fairy who was silently watching from the side.

An Luoyi, that is the true disciple of Shengxuzong!

Not to mention how amazing her looks are, just the stunning figure of Yujie has already made all the disciples admire and awe, which is out of reach.

And such a fairy would come to the outer gate to watch the game on time every month?

Just standing there, she had already made the outer disciples' blood boil.

As a new star outside the sect, this month's contest winner, Wang Qiong is naturally the same. Who wouldn't want the goddess to see their highlight moments?

"The next round contestant, He Ange."

The elder seat spoke again.

Hearing this name, Wang Qiong couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. Just thinking of that trash, he already had countless gorgeous combos in his mind.

After all, He Ange was Wang Qiong's old enemy, and he would be sorry for Wang Qiong's hardships over the years if he didn't abuse him well.

"Where are you? He Ange, where are you?"

"Are you afraid to go on stage for fear of being beaten? If you don't want to be ashamed, you can come up and give me a kowtow, that's not impossible!"

Seeing that the opponent did not show up for a long time, Wang Qiong laughed triumphantly again.

On one side of the auditorium, several ice marks continued to spread along the soles of the fairy's feet. Looking up, one can see that the eyes of the silver-haired fairy holding a sword in her arms are getting colder and gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Because the host was in an extremely bad mood, the Silver Phoenix Sword in the fairy's arms also began to tremble.

It has been a long time since the martial arts competition started, but He Ange's late arrival has already disappointed An Luoyi.

But right now, the boy on the ring was still yelling endlessly, and his low countenance made An Luoyi feel extremely disgusted, and couldn't help but want to kill this beast with a sword.

She finally couldn't stand the double stimulation.

Lifting the sword, leaving the martial arts venue, and walking towards the gate of the sect alone——

"He Ange, you'd better not smell of alcohol or tobacco when you come back, or I'll kill you for real!"

……

When He Ange finished his meditation, it was already noon and the sun was shining brightly.

The breakthrough was indeed a breakthrough, but I didn't expect that Xiaobi from the outer door in the morning was late!

Before he had time to familiarize himself with the physical changes during the foundation building period, He Ange put on his clothes and hurried towards the Shengxu Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, at the end of the long staircase, he saw a silver-haired fairy with a sword in her arms, showing cold air——

When the two met, their eyes met, and the atmosphere became extremely cold.

He Ange twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and there were ten thousand explanations in his mind, but he didn't dare to open his mouth at all when faced with the cold and hateful eyes of his senior sister.

Front!

The silver sword was fast, rushing out at an astonishing speed.

He Ange was startled, caught the movement of the sword spirit with his naked eyes, and just before the silver sword was about to pierce his chest, he lowered his waist to avoid it.

boom--

Almost an inch away, the Silver Phoenix Sword pierced through the air, and flew away close to He Ange's face.

It's so dangerous, isn't Senior Sister afraid that I'm really dead?

Just when He Ange breathed a sigh of relief, An Luoyi had already appeared in front of him, holding a sword to question the crime.

The sword edge was on the boy's throat, and the fairy's eyes were extremely cold. With her cultivation, she could stab He Ange to death with a single sword at any time.

"Where did you go last night?"

Her voice was cold and tired, and she specially emphasized the word 'again', as if she had given up hope for He Ange.

Even being able to be absent and late for the competition has already touched An Luoyi's bottom line.

She has always been a dominant woman.

When I was young, I settled down in the capital. An Luoyi was the eldest daughter of the family. She single-handedly promoted He Ange. She relieved He Ange of his job as a handyman and let him concentrate on practicing swords with her. He practiced for seven years.

Later, He Ange went to Shengxuzong, and she asked her father to write a letter of recommendation.

An Luoyi has always felt that He Ange is a swordsman genius, and he is very close to him, and there is also a tacit understanding in the swordsmanship.

But who can bear to watch, the childhood sweetheart who was like-minded in the past, turned into this desolate appearance?

After the incident in the secret realm, He Ange lost his spiritual veins, yes, An Luoyi could understand this, she never blamed He Ange for this incident.

She just wanted He Ange to work hard and be positive.