"Haha, it's so powerful... In this world, without strength, it's even worse than a piece of shit. At least, no one dares to step on the shit!"

The shoulders were gently shaking, and the boy's low self-deprecating voice was slowly wandering on the top of the mountain with grief and anger.

"Brother Yun always says let go, but can I really let go?"

"Thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi, don't bully the young man poor! I..."

"Nalan Yanran, it's me who's divorced you. Three years later, Yunlan Sect, please wait for me."

Xiao Yan sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the steep mountains in the fog opposite, suddenly his eyes were covered in hideousness and roaring loudly.

The roars lasted for a long time, but only when I knew that my throat was a little hoarse, I stopped.

"I don't want to suffer the insult today again!" I spread out my left hand with a bloodstain, and Xiao Yan's voice was hoarse but firm.

He let out a deep breath, Xiao Yan suddenly turned his head and smiled faintly at the deep woods behind him, "Brother Yun, stop hiding, come out!"

Although it was only the third stage of Dou Qi, Xiao Yan's soul perception was very strong. During that roar, he noticed a trace of movement in the woods.

"It's not fun, it's not fun. Why is your perception so perverted?" After a moment of silence, a boy's laughter came from the woods.

The branches swayed, and Lin Qingyun jumped out, but when he jumped out of the tree, he obviously staggered.

"Brother Yun, you are still injured now, why did you come out!"

When she noticed that moment, Xiao Yan frowned.

"Isn't this here to care about you? I heard you've given up Nalan Yanran!"

Lin Qingyun walked over and sat down next to Xiao Yan.

He didn't fall into a coma for a long time, and he woke up in just one or two hours. Then he knew what happened in the Xiao family's hall.

Lin Qingyun felt a pity that he had not witnessed such a scene, so he didn't want to miss the appearance of Grandpa Ring.

Of course, I would like to comfort the former.

"Yes! Get off, if I don't know if I can catch up in three years?" Xiao Yan inserted his fingers into his black hair and said with great distress.

He knew best about his own physical condition, and he didn't know when such a condition would last.

"Don't worry! It will return to normal soon. I believe you Brother Yun!" Little lips and teeth were revealed, Lin Qingyun showed a confident smile. At the same time, he put one hand on Xiao Yan's shoulder and patted him.

"I know you are comforting me, but... how is this possible?" Xiao Yan laughed at himself.

"What is there a poem called? There is no way out at the end of the road..." Lin Qingyun said.

However, before he finished speaking, he was snatched away by Xiao Yan, "There is another village in the dark and bright flowers, I know."

"Can…"

"Hehe, little baby, it seems you need help!"

Just now, an old strange laughter suddenly came into my ears.

Xiao Yan turned around suddenly, and his eagle-like gaze glanced behind him, but he never found a single person...

"Brother Yun, have you heard any strange sounds?" Xiao Yan asked with a frown.

"I heard it!" Lin Qingyun nodded, and looked at the ring in Xiao Yan's hand with a strange look.

Grandpa Ring, finally here!

"Stop looking for it, it's on your finger!" Lin Qingyun said.

"ring?"

As his pupils shrank, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly stopped on his right hand, the black ancient ring he was wearing.

"Come out! What's the point of hiding?" Lin Qingyun said lightly.

"Haha, you little guy is interesting." A faint laugh sounded in the ring.

Suddenly, a light smoke floated out of the ring on Xiao Yan's hand, and finally turned into an old figure under Xiao Yan's trembling gaze.

"What the hell are you?"

Xiao Yan held the old man's figure and said, "There was a person living in the ring. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of horror."

"I'm not a god? I'm a very powerful person!" said the old man.

"A person? A soul body also makes a lot of words, who believes it!" Xiao Yan curled his lips and said.

In this world, when a strong man cultivates to a certain level, even if he only has his soul, he can survive and breathe, thus having a day of making a comeback.

"Ahh, I've actually seen through you, the little baby, but I have to thank you for your worship over the past three years! Otherwise, I'd have to continue to sleep."

"Pensorship?" Blinked in confusion. After a moment, Xiao Yan's little face suddenly became gloomy, and the words of deep cold burst out from his teeth with difficulty: "Is the fighting spirit that inexplicably disappeared in my body? Are you the one who caused it?"

Lin Qingyun nodded in agreement and cast a contemptuous look.

"Hehe, I'm forced to do it too. Don't blame me for the little baby."

"I'm so mad!"

Xiao Yan, who has always claimed to be steady and calm, jumped up like a madman at this moment, with a hideous face, and he punched him directly.

It was obvious that it was empty, and Xiao Yan's fist penetrated through the old man's body.

"Oh my, little baby, don't be angry, I'm here to compensate you!" The old man stared at Xiao Yan with a smile.

"Compensation! What compensation? Do you know, because of you, how much ridicule has you brought to me in the past three years!" Xiao Yan suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew that he could not do anything to the soul body in front of him.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan turned to look at Lin Qingyun and said, "Brother Yun, can you lend me the black flame? I want to burn this old guy."

"I can't do it, little baby, I'm really here to help you." The old man's face suddenly changed his expression and retreated repeatedly.

He even looked at Lin Qingyun with some fear.

"I can't move that flame, it's too exhausting!" Lin Qingyun shook his head, just attached it to Xiao Yan's ear, and said something more.

"Really?" Xiao Yan suddenly felt a sense of joy on his face.

Since he already knew the mystery of the disappearance of the fighting spirit, his talent must have returned now!

As soon as I remembered that I finally had the opportunity to get rid of the title of waste, Xiao Yan's body almost felt reborn as if he was reborn. The hateful old man in front of me didn't seem too annoying.

Some things are only known to be precious when they are lost! Lost and gained will make people cherish them even more!

After stretching his body gently, Xiao Yan let out a long breath and said calmly: "Although I don't know who you are, I want to ask, do you want to attach yourself to the ring and absorb my fighting spirit in the future? If that's the case, I advise you to find another host, I can't afford to support you."

"Hehe, don't worry, since I chose to show up, I will naturally not absorb your fighting spirit again before getting your permission." The old man touched his beard and smiled.

"There's another time?" Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and sneered. He had already made up his mind that no matter how sweet the old guy said, he would not let him follow him anymore.

"Oh, little baby, I really want to help you. I can make you stronger quickly!" The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Yan.

"Tsk, who cares? With my talent, do you still need to become stronger?" Xiao Yan said, and then said to Lin Qingyun beside him: "Brother Yun, let's go and ignore this old guy!"

"Then can you catch up with that girl in three years? With that girl's talent, you will definitely be able to enter the ranks of great fighters within three years, and you are only in the third stage of fighting spirit now, so it is almost impossible to catch up within three years!"

Xiao Yan's steps stopped and his heart trembled.

The old man's words naturally came to his heart. Although he thought he had good talent, it was impossible to catch up with a genius who was also a beautiful girl from heaven.

Unless there is an adventure

Sighing in frustration, Xiao Yan glanced at the old man who pretended to be unfathomable, and his heart moved and said, "Do you have a way?"

"Maybe!" the old man smiled vaguely.

"You help me catch up with Nalan Yanran within three years. The matter of absorbing my fighting spirit before was written off, how about you?" Xiao Yan asked tentatively.

"Hehe, the little baby is so scheming!"

"If you don't help me, why should I bring you, the oil bottle by my side? I think, you should always find another unlucky guy to possess me!" Xiao Yan laughed coldly, and after chatting for a while, he also realized that the mysterious old man seemed to no longer absorb his fighting spirit.

"By the way, Brother Yun, you have to help you too. He is my best brother." Xiao Yan said.

"Me?" Lin Qingyun looked at Xiao Yan in surprise.

"Of course, Brother Yun, you are very talented, but this old guy seems to be very strong. He should help you avoid detours in your cultivation!" Xiao Yan said seriously.

"You guy!" Lin Qingyun was slightly stunned, feeling a little moved, but he didn't plan to be the apprentice of a ring old man.

It’s better to be free!

"You really don't look like a fifteen-year-old boy at all! It seems that you have grown a lot in the past three years! Can this be considered as my own consequences?" Looking at the slippery Xiao Yan, the old man was stunned, and then he was a little amused and shook his head.

Xiao Yan spread his hands and said lightly: "If you want me to continue to worship you, you must show some sincerity!"

"And help me is also helping me. It's not a problem to add one more person, right?"

"What a sharp-tongued little doll, okay, who told me to ask you, a little guy?"

He clicked helplessly, and the old man fell to the ground, his eyes looked at Xiao Yan and Lin Qingyun for several times. A strange smile of a successful trick appeared on his face.

"not good!"

The treacherous smile fell into Lin Qingyun's eyes and felt something was wrong. He quickly said, "I have something to do, let's go first, you can chat slowly!"

After saying that, Lin Qingyun flew into the woods like a flew under the old man's shocked eyes.

"Brother Yun!"
Chapter completed!