Chapter 32 Encounter at the Bottom of the Mountain (Recommendation Ticket for Collection)

On the stone steps going down the mountain, Yin Yang fell silent again. Walking at the end, looking at Zong Shou's back, he was a little lost.

This child's talent is truly unique. It's a pity that he was born with tied wings.

If he can shake off the shackles of parallel pulses in the future, he will surely be able to soar high and soar above the clouds.

Even this piece of sky in the cloud world may not be able to accommodate this eagle that was born to be high above the sky.

It's just to solve this physique and really get rid of it, how easy is it?

While Yin Yang was in a daze, Zong Shou and Xue'er started to quarrel. As soon as he was not far from the mountain gate, Zong Shou was about to come down and walk by himself. Xue'er refused to let him go, her jade arms were tightly bound behind her, and she refused to let him get off.

Zong Shou struggled for a long time, but couldn't get away, so he could only knock on Chuxue's head angrily: "Girl Xue, don't let me down soon. If someone sees you, how will your young master see people?"

It was a last resort on the mountain, Xiao Luo Tianjian formation, the twelve celestial talismans had indeed exhausted him, and the mountain road was indeed rugged and treacherous every step of the way.

But it would be outrageous to be carried by a girl after leaving the mountain.

"Don't let it go!"

Xue'er also gave a cold snort with confidence, and complained with her mouth pouting: "Don't move around! It's only a few steps away. Young master, you have been like this since you were a child, and you like to be brave! You have clearly had cramps more than a dozen times just now! Now Are you out of strength at all? You still want to hold on. Also, don’t call me a girl, Xue’er has grown up now!”

Zong Shou couldn't help feeling embarrassed. After breaking the eighteen sword puppets, he didn't feel anything when he was on the mountain, but when he went down the mountain, every muscle was convulsing and twitching. But in his mouth, he refused to give in. "Who said I have no strength? Cramps are cramps, and it has nothing to do with loss of strength. You are only thirteen years old, what is it if you are not a girl? You don't feel tired after carrying me for so long?"

"Not tired! Xue'er has great strength, she can walk for a few days without any problems! Hmph, you lied again, young master. When I was struggling just now, my strength was really weak, Xue'er actually didn't take it seriously at all—"

Before he finished speaking, Zong Shou became angry with embarrassment: "Damn girl! Your young master has a body with two veins, and there will be more situations like this in the future. Can you let you carry it every time?"

Chuxue raised her eyebrows proudly, with an extremely serious expression: "Of course, the young master will be like this all her life, and Xueer will bear the young master's back for the rest of her life! Xueer promised the king that she will never leave the young master for the rest of her life." !"

Zong Shou was originally angry and laughing, but at this moment he was slightly moved, he felt that the softest part of his heart was suddenly hit, and the emotions surging in his chest were extremely complicated. His eyes softened unconsciously, and he focused on Chuxue.

For a moment, he forgot to continue struggling, and only after passing the mountain gate did he slowly regain his senses.

Just as he was about to rekindle the flames of war, he saw two figures walking in the distance ahead.

The figures of Chuxue and Yin Yang froze immediately, and Zong Shou's expression also froze slightly.

These two people, one in their forties, looked strange and had never seen each other before. The other one, only sixteen, felt somewhat familiar. In his mind, he also automatically turned up some memory pictures about this person.

——Zong Ling, Zong Shi's younger brother and one of his cousins. In Zong Shou's memory, he didn't have much contact with this person. When they meet, they often just nod their heads, and the relationship is extremely cold. In Qiantian Mountain, he didn't say a word for several years.

Although I don't know why this person appears here. Anyway, most of them have bad intentions towards him.

The two over there also paused slightly, a little stunned. Then their respective expressions relaxed again, the Zongling spoke first, and said in a cold voice: "Isn't this my cousin? Looking at the situation, could it be that Shoudi was kicked out by Lingyunzong? I heard that uncle has a Lingyun Zhuling, could it be that my cousin is useless?"

The corners of Zong Shou's lips twitched slightly when he heard this, why did Zong Ling's tone sound exactly like that of the dead Zong Yu? As expected of cousins, they were printed from the same mold.

The expressions of Yin Yang and Chuxue suddenly changed, their eyes were sharp, and they looked at the two in front of them coldly.

The strange middle-aged man also shook his head and sighed: "This means that you will not die until you reach the Underworld! Brother Yin, I have already said that. You may not be able to achieve your wish in this trip to Danling Mountain. You just don't want to believe it. How about now? It’s better to agree to it at that time than to lose all face on Danling Mountain!”

Yin Yang's neck was already covered with blue veins, the muscles on his body were tense, and his complexion was extremely ugly. Zong Shou's eyes lighted up slightly.

I can tell that this person is Feng Xiao who was talking to Yin Yang by the bridge that day. Today's matter is also considered simple. With a little thought, one can understand the reason why Liang Miaozi of Lingyun Sect rejected him.

Xue'er gritted her silver teeth even more loudly: "You are despicable!"

"mean?"

Feng Xiao sneered, with a look of disdain on his face: "Since you are an opponent, you will naturally use any means! Your Majesty's behavior was ten times more ruthless than that of my young master. In the final analysis, it is not your own. Choice? Besides, although the senior promised to help me and others, he also gave the son a chance. As long as the son passes the assessment, even the young master of my family can't—"

Before the words fell, Zong Ling sneered: "What do you say so much? Trash is still trash after all! Even with Lingyun Zongling in hand, it is still mud that cannot support the wall. But you are really lucky, cousin. Is it the mountain that was carried down by Xueer? I used to think that although you were incompetent, you still had some guts and strength. Now you have really embarrassed my family! You can’t walk by yourself? Why don’t you come down for me!”

Xue'er clenched her fists tightly, her pink cheeks flushed, her expression furious, she wished she could punch Zong Ling's face into a doughnut.

Young master, he is not a waste! Three hundred and forty-three breaths broke through the Xiao Luotian sword formation, and completely drew the twelve 'Tianfu' without spiritual power. How many people in this world can compare?

No one in the world can do the scenery in the Dao Palace of Danling Mountain, and the peerless heroic posture when he draws the sword with ninety-nine breaths!

Just as he was about to refute, Zong Shou laughed and patted her on the shoulder: "I'm sorry, sorry! Brother, I'm such a waste, I really hurt you. But brother also knows that Zong Shou's body is too weak, so we can only let Xueer Carry it down. Speaking of which, Xueer is my maid, I can carry it on my back if I want her to, and use it as I want, what do you have to do with your cousin?"

After finishing speaking, Chuxue hugged Chuxue even more fiercely, with an affectionate look on her face. Originally, he thought about being seen by others, but he would not be able to see others in the future. At this time, being said so, Zong Shou didn't want to come down anymore.

That Zong Ling's face was instantly livid with anger, and he looked at Chu Xue with extremely gloomy eyes. After a long time, he took a deep breath. After calming down for a while, he laughed at himself again, and walked past the three of them with a cold and proud face: "So I still miss you and my blood relatives, if you are willing to give up the throne, get out of Donglin Yunlu honestly. My brother and I, I can spare your life! Until this moment, my Zongling didn't realize my innocence. Shoudi, you should take care of yourself, and I only hope that one day, you can really return to Qiantian Mountain alive and safe—"

Seeing this, Feng Xiao couldn't help sighing again, and looked at Yin Yang: "Brother Yin, now that the situation is clear, are you going to follow this useless person? If you want to, I can persuade the young master again and give you another chance." !"

However, Yin Yang couldn't help laughing, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was an indescribable sarcasm in his tone: "Is the situation clear? But it may not be!"