Chapter 3442

Duanyuan peak,

Yu Chen is just an idea. The two people disappear from their original place. The next second, they appear directly in duanyuan peak.

The girl in red looked at the immortal scenery in front of her. She hooked her lips and smiled, looked at Yu Chen, with a little casual banter: "I never accept disciples?"

The young Xianjun was cold and lustless. "I agreed to your bet."

Dyed white picked the tip of her eyebrows, which means unknown.

There are only two of them in the huge duanyuan peak. Yu Chen arranges a residence for ranbai, which is very close to him.

"Master." ranbai finally asked what she hadn't asked. She pondered for two seconds and said, "is there no third living person here?"

Yu Chen answered in a faint voice, "no strangers are allowed to enter and leave the duanyuan peak."

“……”

Yes, very good.

Xianjun's voice was empty and cold: "duanyuan peak is not another place. You can't be unscrupulous."

Ran Bai gave a careless, uh huh, and didn't listen much.

"As a disciple of duanyuan, you should be humble and abide by the immortal rules." Xianjun looked at her coldly and knew what ranbai was thinking. His tone was calm: "I will take you to understand the immortal rules of duanyuan one by one until you recite them one by one."

"HMM." ran Bai subconsciously nods his head. After stopping for a second or two, he carefully considers what Yu Chen just said, "hmm?"

Abide by immortal rules?

know sth. thoroughly by heart?

Kill her??

She looked at the slender figure in snow clothes and saw his solemn and cold appearance. She smiled a little, "... Immortal rules, don't have to."

"You are the only disciple under my throne. How can you know the broken yuan immortal rule?" Yu Chen replied calmly.

Dyed white suddenly felt a little tricky.

Is it still time for her to betray her school?

The duanyuan peak is very big. When you look at it, you feel a little empty and lonely, isolated from the world.

For several years, only Xianjun has lived here, cold heart and desolation.

In this way, it's not surprising that this temperament is now.

Ranbai never thought that on her first day of joining the school, she was familiar with immortal rules.

It's terrible.

Library,

On the first floor,

Wooden bookcases are arranged in rows. Ancient and modern books can embrace the world and have a bit of ancient charm.

The sun came in from the outside, and the light golden mottle drifted on the ground. The fairy king in white knelt down in front of the pear blossom wooden table. His back was straight and straight, always expressionless and cold. Even in the halo, there was no half warmth, like the snow and ice on the green mountain all year round.

Opposite him sat a 16-year-old girl, dressed in red and flamboyant, lying lazily on the table, with her side face buried in her arms and plated with a layer of hazy light and shadow. Her body was like a beautiful bow. Her arm on the table pressed the messy paper scattered on countless fairy rules, and her black hair and blue silk fell behind her, A wisp of dark long hair winds on the table, lined with black and white words, almost melted into the light and shadow, showing a strong youthful spirit, lazy and perverse.

The girl lay there with no bones, like a cat. She played with a brush put aside by Xianjun with one hand and turned out a circle of beautiful shadows in her hand, which made Xianjun, who was practicing calligraphy, glance at her.

Dyed white blinked innocently.

Yu Chen wrote on rice paper and said calmly, "sit up straight."

Ranbai Li was strong and forceful: "I'm tired after sitting for so long."

"Can't you lie down for a while?" she murmured in a low voice, with a lazy and pleasant voice: "master, be accommodating."

Just dropped a word, the dust and snow color sleeves drooped gently, half covered the white wrist bones, the bony joints of the hands of the persistent brush were clear, the radian of the eyelashes drooped was long, and the pupils were cold. His fingertips were there, "in that case, it should be ripe."

"Carry it." his eyes are calm and indifferent, without any emotion, with the meaning of bright moon and clear wind.

Red demon Xiu took a deep breath, calmed down and gave a sincere suggestion: "should master teach me some sword skills?"

Yu Chen was indifferent and just spit out a word: "back."

The demon lord, who was reduced to carrying the immortal rules in Xuanqing Zong, was unhappy and touched the tip of snow-white teeth with the tip of her tongue. Her peach blossom eyes were treacherous and seductive. She stared at Yu Chen directly and suddenly smiled. She licked her thin lips, supported the table with one hand and approached the white fairy gentleman in front of her, getting closer and closer.

And the young immortal gentleman did not move his face, indifferent, drooping his eyes and practicing calligraphy.

There is an inch between them.

Ran Bai stopped. She looked at Yu Chen and casually looked at the brush words on the rice paper. The brush edges are clear and sharp. She has a unique style. Does this still need to be practiced?

boring.

Dyed white Gougou hooked the corners of her lips, directly stretched out her hand, boldly pressed Yu Chen's writing wrist, and her hand felt slightly hard across the snow-white and cold sleeves. She smiled and said, "will there be a reward for reciting?"

Yu Chen was forced to stop. He quietly raised his eyes and looked at each other. Xianjun's eyes were not cold at the beginning, nor lazy and impetuous arrogance, but like a lonely moon in a mountain stream, deep still water, indifferent coolness, and had an unspeakable sense of distance, as if he had lost his amiability no matter how close he was to him.

Very beautiful eyes, but there is no emotion.

"Loosen."

His voice is clear and cold, without waves and waves.

"At least I'm your apprentice now. I'm the only one." the girl's eyebrows are curved and her chin is slightly raised. She has a kind of loose and arrogant ruffian spirit. "Master, can't you be so cold?"

Yu Chen said quietly, "respect teachers and respect the way. Do you still need me to teach you?"

"That's too rigid. It's not approachable." ran Bai tilted her head. She couldn't be straight and strong. What she said was always natural. "I'm exchanging feelings with the master."

Yu Chen drooped his eyes indifferently, and his clear pupil reflected the slender fingers pressed between his wrists. His wrists turned and operated his spiritual power. However, the action in an instant showed the ruthless oppression of the avenue, which seemed to be the sound of the wind, which directly shook the girl's hand!

Dyed white increased his strength in the next second. His five fingers closed and clenched his dusty and thin wrist, and his fingerbones turned pale.

The two had a short fight on the table.

The running aura is strong and fierce. It directly lifts the rice paper on the flying table!

Yu Chen controlled his strength. A rice paper floating in the air between his thoughts settled together, and then landed on the pear wood table smoothly.

"Rule 79 of duanyuan immortal rules, no fighting at will." ranbai tutted. She withdrew her hand, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "master, it seems that you have violated the rules of duanyuan immortal."

"It seems that you are very familiar." Yu Chen's persistent brush does not move, and the falling voice is cold: "continue."

"If I can really carry it all down..." ran Bai propped up her delicate jaw and thought: "will she never touch the immortal rule again?"

Xianjun looked at her calmly and nodded coldly.

Ranbai smiled. When she raised her eyebrows, she showed some cynical ruffian spirit. She was publicity, not introverted, casual and lazy. "OK, please listen to me."