The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

Zhong Nansheng remembered the old things, and he was in a trance.

That blue-colored rare virtual tibia.

"Nansheng." The man handed the Xuti into the hands of the gentleman in the light gold shirt, with affection in his eyes, "The Xuti you want."

"I just mentioned it casually, why did you go down?" Zhong Nansheng held the Xutip and frowned, so he was angry and worried, "Do you know how dangerous this cliff is? ?"

Yin Wuya slightly raised her lips: "It's not as good as Yiren's smile."

"You..." Zhong Nansheng shyly said, "What Yiren!"

Zhong Nansheng was annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Yin Wuya looked at his fingers and smiled, the fingertips still had the delicate touch of stroking Zhong Nansheng's face.

"Yo." A young man in a white bunt walked over, the young man's hair was not very long, and the left strand of hair was braided with white ribbons, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth, "Third Senior Brother, actually Going down and picking up the illustrator? Just for Senior Brother Bo Er to smile?"

In addition to being useful to the immortal cultivators of the wood spirit root, it has no effect on the immortal cultivators of other spiritual roots, and the second senior brother is not a wood spirit root at all.

"Nan Sheng said a word, I will do anything." Yin Wuya said, looking at Zhong Nansheng's pale golden figure.

"Alas, the sour taste of love." The young man turned his head away, "Those who fall in love seem to have lost their intelligence."

The young man thought to himself, fortunately, he would not please others, nor would he do such a thing as picking a rare but useless spiritual grass in this dangerous end.

Although the cultivator can fly the sword, but there is a wind in this cliff, the power is no worse than the turbulent flow in the secret space, and it is extremely dangerous.

At this time, a beauty in a white fairy skirt came over, the hem of the beauty's long skirt was dragging the floor, and it was embroidered with a gorgeous pattern like a white peacock's tail feathers, and the beauty was wearing a light-colored shawl in her arms Silk, a cloud-piercing agate is inserted in the hair, both gorgeous and beautiful.

"Oh?" The beauty came to the boy in white, and the beauty was much taller than the boy. She grabbed the boy's shoulders with one hand, and made the boy lean against his chest.

Beauty is beautiful, but her chest is very flat. The young man seems to be used to it.

"Second Senior Brother, besides being good-looking, these dwarfs are useless. Why don't you pluck off a few leaves and ask Master to give the leaves to future Junior Brothers." The beauty said.

"Little Junior Brother? Whether Master accepts Junior Junior Brother or not, it doesn't matter." The man beside the beauty choked.

"You..."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Zhong Nansheng said, "Fourth Junior Brother is right, you can take this leaf as a token and let Master give it to future Junior Brother."

The boy in white took the opportunity to escape from the chest of the fourth senior brother, puffed out his cheeks and said, "Hmph, that old guy, master, can't even see a shadow."

"Hey, who said that..." Suddenly, a disrespectful voice said.

The brothers looked at the source of the voice, and saw an old man in a purple shirt with a beard appearing in front of everyone: "What are you talking about?"

Zhong Nansheng picked up a few leaves of Xuti and gave it to Lao Buxiu, and said, "Master, we are discussing the matter of the younger brother, if you accept another disciple in the future, give this as a token. Little brother."

Lao Buxiu looked at the leaves in the hands of the second apprentice, his eyes lit up: "Well, not bad, not bad. Although Xuti is not very useful to other spiritual roots, it is an extremely hard-to-find spiritual grass. "

Zhong Nansheng also nodded: "Yes, if Master finds Mu Linggen's younger brother, wouldn't it be just right? Wuya, what do you think?"

Yin Wuya's eyebrows were like peaks, and he smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Nan Sheng is right."

"Master, when will you find us a junior brother!" The boy in white said with a puffed face.

…

Zhong Nansheng came back to his senses, looked at the men and horses on both sides of the gate tower, and said, "Let them enter the city."

Zhong Nansheng's voice was not loud, but it seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

Ling Zixi looked at the tower and found the young man standing on the tower.

The man was dressed in light-colored clothes, and he was full of extravagance, but his face was pale, and he seemed to be in poor health.

His appearance is soft, yet gorgeous, which is unforgettable at first sight.

"Yes, the young city lord." The young city lord spoke, and the guard naturally turned to his side to release him.

"Thank you young city master." Ling Zixi said.

It turns out that this is the young city lord.

When the young man spoke, his eyes fell on the illusory leaf on Ling Zixi's waist, and he did not move for a long time.

Everyone looked at Zhong Nansheng's appearance. Could it be that the young city master was captured by Ling Zixi's beauty?

Little Orioles felt inexplicably sour and uncomfortable.

"Young City Lord, don't let it go!" Gu Liangkui became anxious when he heard this, "Don't be deceived by this vixen's appearance!"

Zhong Nansheng ignored him, but turned and left.

Ling Zixi found that Zhong Nansheng was walking, and it seemed that his legs and feet were a little inconvenient.

Gu Liangkui saw Zhong Nansheng ignoring him, stretched out his arms to stop Ling Zixi and the others, and shouted: "Young City Lord, they are evil people! Yes, unpardonable evil people! They bullied me. !"

Zhong Nansheng took a step, but his voice was still calm: "I think the Gu family thinks that there are too many leisurely days."

"This..." Gu Liangkui's face turned green as soon as he heard it. Although Zhong Nansheng was weak on the surface, Gu Liangkui knew that he was by no means a good person. It's just a matter of Zhong Nansheng's words to destroy their family.

Since Zhong Nansheng said so today, their Gu family must have no good fruit to eat.

Gu Liangkui did not dare to say a word again, for fear that the Gu family would be punished more severely.

Although he was a fool, he also knew that if the Gu family collapsed, he would be nothing.

As soon as they entered the city, a subordinate who looked like an officer and soldier came to a few people and said, "Every Immortal Master, my young city master is invited."

Several people looked at each other and followed the officers and soldiers towards the city lord's mansion.

Along the way, the figure of the young city lord always appeared in Ling Zixi's mind, and the young city lord looked at himself... It seemed that he was looking at another person through himself.

Ling Zixi always felt that the young city lord should have something to do with him.

The City Lord's Mansion is near the gate tower, and they arrived in a short while. Several people came to the mansion, and Zhong Nansheng was bending over to take care of a spirit grass inside.

Seeing a few people come in, he straightened up and said to Ling Zixi, "You come in alone."

Several people were stunned for a while, and Little Yellow Ying stood in front of Ling Zixi: "Zixi, no..."

"Wu Jin, invite some distinguished guests to the front hall."

"Yes, Young City Lord." The subordinates cupped their hands and said to the people except Ling Zixi, "Several, please."

Xiao Huangying still disagreed, Ling Zixi patted Xiao Huangying on the shoulder: "It's okay, let's go."

Ling Zixi can feel that this young city master has no malice towards him.

Little Yellow Orioles naturally have some feelings, but thinking of the appearance of this beautiful young city lord looking at Zixi, Little Yellow Orioles feels like eating sour dates.

Several people left, leaving behind Ling Zixi and the young city lord in light golden clothes.

Ling Zixi asked very politely: "Excuse me, where have I met the young city master?"

Otherwise, why did the young city master look at him like that?

Indulge in your own beauty? Ling Zixi admitted that she did not have the ability.

The person in front of him chuckled softly and said to the spirit grass under him: "Look, what kind of grass is this?"

Ling Zixi has long felt that this spirit grass is familiar, and seems to be very close to Mu Linggen herself, and the aura emanating from the spirit grass is also familiar to herself...

The young city master looked at Ling Zixi's waist.

"Xu Tizi!" Ling Zixi blurted out.

No wonder, there is a strange sense of familiarity!

The young city master showed a very loving smile this time: "Little Junior Brother."

Ling Zixi froze on the spot: "Master...Senior brother...?"

Lao Buxiu himself is a ghost, and his apprentices are the same, all of them are invisible, Ling Zixi thought that maybe he will never meet a senior brother in his lifetime.

I didn't expect...to actually let myself meet?

"En." Zhong Nansheng nodded, looking at the leaves on Ling Zixi's waist, with sadness in his eyes, "Go into the room and talk."

"Why are you here?" Ling Zixi asked in surprise.

Actually, Bai Moheng rushed over from the depths of the jungle when he saw the look of the young city lord looking at Ling Zixi through the eyes of Little Yellow Ying.

Zhong Nansheng looked at the two of them with interest. As a disciple of Wuxu Sect, although he seldom returned to the sect, he also knew Bai Moheng, a strong disciple of the sect.

Besides, because of his relationship with Yin Wuya, Zhong Nansheng could see at a glance the deep affection in Bai Moheng's eyes when he looked at his younger brother.

As for the younger brother, his words seemed to reject this elite disciple.

Zhong Nansheng instantly became concerned in his heart, got up and walked slowly to Ling Zixi, Ling Zixi knew that his senior brother was inconvenient, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhong Nansheng's arm.

After all, my brother helped me out of the siege today, and he loved his attitude very much.

Zhong Nansheng whispered to Ling Zixi, "Let's go in and talk."

"Okay." Ling Zixi hurriedly agreed.

Zhong Nansheng and Ling Zixi walked into the house together, before stepping on the threshold, Zhong Nansheng turned back and smiled at Bai Moheng.

Bai Moheng looked at Zhong Nansheng's expression, that smile seemed provocative no matter what.

Bai Moheng took a step forward, Ling Zixi turned around and said, "Don't come in."

Bai Moheng had to stop.

Zhong Nansheng brought Ling Zixi into the room, pinched a barrier, let Ling Zixi sit under him, and asked gently, "What's your name?"

"Ling Zixi, brother."

“…”

Bai Moheng came in a hurry after seeing the scene on the tower. He didn't hear the conversation between the two brothers and sisters. At this time, he stood outside and watched the two chatting happily, as if An old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years felt like he had overturned a vinegar jar in his heart.