Su Xuan successfully joined the Sword Sect.

There were some surprised comments in the small Jiancheng, but that was all.

It is actually Su Xuan's eight years of sword practice that made many people remember him. Otherwise, who would care about such an ordinary disciple?

Xu Qingrong also saw it.

She was speechless for a long time, never expecting that the elm head could really enlighten her.

What surprised her even more was that Su Xuan looked very much like a certain person... But this thought soon disappeared.

"How is it possible? He is the pinnacle of power in Tiannan. How could he become such a stupid boy..." Xu Qingrong felt that he had been hanging out with these weak monks for so long that his mind was confused.

But... "Why do I care so much about this little brat?"

Xu Qingrong murmured to himself.

Xu Qingrong is inexplicably irritable these days.

There was an urge in her heart to get to know Su Xuan.

And this impulse is becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.

at last.

Xu Qingrong somehow changed his appearance and secretly joined the Qingyun Sword Sect... When he came to his senses, he was Su Xuan's senior sister.

"I must be crazy."

Xu Qingrong patted his face, but when he saw that silly boy Su Xuan, he ran over with bright eyes.

"Xiao Fanzi, call me Senior Sister!"

She laughed.

Su Xuan gritted his teeth and stared at her, but soon became discouraged and said in a low voice: "Senior sister."

He got started first.

But he couldn't beat Xu Qingrong.

Under Xu Qingrong's temptation, she confusedly called her senior sister... "How good..." Xu Qingrong touched Su Xuan's head and felt that such a day was also very happy.

Su Xuan struggled to shake his head, but found that he could not get rid of Xu Qingrong's white and tender hands.

"I will definitely be stronger than you and let you call me senior brother."

Su Xuan swore.

After entering the Sword Sect, Su Xuan became a disciple of Ji Lin.

Although Su Xuan cultivated the Wind and Thunder Sword Intent, he was still too old and many Sword Sect monks looked down upon him. In the end, Ji Lin saw him as pitiful and accepted him as his disciple.

Despite the guidance of his master, Su Xuan found that except that he didn't have to work, it was actually the same as before.

The reason was that he was unable to practice normally at all, and even the elixirs and elixirs he took were of no use.

Ji Lin had no choice but to encourage Su Xuan and let him continue to practice swordsmanship... Xu Qingrong was also surprised, but she found nothing after searching. In the end, she could only blame Su Xuan's weird body and natural waste.

Not suitable for practice.

But Su Xuan was not discouraged.

For him, cultivating the Wind and Thunder Sword Intent and joining the Sword Sect was already a great progress.

Since he couldn't carry out orthodox practice, he continued to practice swordsmanship.

If one sword intention is not strong enough, then two, three... Time flies.

Time always passes by inadvertently.

Little Su Xuan has grown up, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and resolute.

This year, he is twenty years old.

Xu Qingrong looked at Su Xuan's face and often thought of the man from Nandi in a daze.

They are so similar, except for their temperament... But at this moment, Xu Qingrong doesn't care about this anymore.

She seemed to have completely integrated into this place, thinking of herself as an inconspicuous sword cultivator in the Sword Sect and the senior sister of the equally inconspicuous Su Xuan... It seemed that... the experience of the first saint of the Nether Tribe was just a dream... Xu Qingrong told her in her heart

This is wrong of her, everything is a dream now, she will leave one day, but she is still sinking inextricably.

"Junior brother Xiao Fanzi, stop practicing swordplay and play with senior sister..." She was like a mentally retarded child, hanging around Su Xuan all day long.

"I want to practice sword practice."

Su Xuan's face was tense.

"Sword training is not as fun as Senior Sister."

"Sword training is fun."

"Elm Knot, senior sister is so angry."

"If you are really bored, then practice sword practice with me."

"You genius...well, I'll give you a good beating."

Xu Qingrong smiled playfully.

Su Xuan's expression changed, but he soon sighed helplessly.

Looking at the senior sister who seemed to never grow up, Su Xuan's eyes were somewhat gentle.

In the boring days of Jian Zong, it seemed that only his senior sister could embellish his black and white life with some brilliance... In the blink of an eye... another ten years passed.

..."Have you heard that many people in Sword City have died inexplicably recently?"

"And the death was so horrific, they were all turned into mummies!"

"What's even more terrifying is that if a monk dies, his life soul will be taken away!"

"Yesterday, a monk suddenly went crazy and started killing people indiscriminately in the street..." "Not only Jiancheng, but other places have also begun to become unstable."

"It seems to have started a month ago..." Su Xuan, who was already thirty years old, was very calm as he walked on the road.

But listening to the whispers along the way, he couldn't help but frown.

His intuition told him that some terrifying and unknown things were happening in Jiancheng.

But soon.

"Junior Brother Xiaofanzi."

A clear cry sounded.

Su Xuan raised his head, a smile appeared on his face.

A woman ran up from a distance, smiling brightly and playing without any seriousness.

"Can you be more serious? How old are you?"

Su Xuan was helpless.

"I've always been like this."

Xu Qingrong took Su Xuan's arm and shook it.

Her eyes were pure and no longer as deep as before.

She...has completely integrated into this place, and the past is buried deep in her heart.

"You..." "What are you calling me Senior Sister?"

Xu Qingrong snorted and knocked Su Xuan on the head with his delicate hand.

"Okay, senior sister..." Su Xuan's eyes were filled with doting.

Although she called her Senior Sister, he had always let her go over the years, but Su Xuan was used to it.

"By the way, the master said that there are many ferocious beasts outside Sword City, and he asked us to hunt them too. Many disciples have gone."

Xu Qingrong said.

"Isn't there a formation around Jianzong? It's a great deterrent to ferocious beasts. How dare they come?"

Su Xuan was surprised.

"Who knows, just go and kill him.

This time you should just stay on the sidelines and watch Senior Sister show off her power."

Xu Qingrong said arrogantly.

"Okay, okay..." Su Xuan responded with a smile, but his eyes were a little sad.

After practicing swordsmanship for twelve years, he still has not become an orthodox swordsman. He has never been able to get started in the practice. However, he has become more and more comfortable with swordsmanship. He has cultivated a lot of swordsmanship over the years.

soon.

The two of them walked out of Sword City and walked towards the ancient forest on the edge.

But as soon as he entered, he heard screams.
To be continued...