The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 46

Rong Ling Yujian walked very fast, and when he returned to the Guanghua Hall, he found that an unexpected visitor was already waiting in the hall.

Even though he couldn't see, Rong Ling could still feel Bai Yan's sense of coercion as a God. If someone else was there, he might not be able to resist it.

However, Rong Ling is not an ordinary person. Instead of being overwhelmed by it, he straightened his back even more, as graceful as a green bamboo.

"Why did Junior Sister suddenly break off the engagement with me?" Bai Yan asked straight to the point.

There was a crisp sound in the room, it seemed that he put the engagement jade document together with Li Shu on the table.

Rong Ling was unaware of fear: "Senior brother knows very well that the marriage between you and me is the order of our parents, and there is no love between men and women. Why do you have to force it?"

"But you never said it before." Bai Yan frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.

"Now that I've figured it out, I'm going to leave naturally." Rong Ling replied, "Brother, you only need to settle the contract with me, why should you care so much?"

"I promised your parents to take care of you, so how can I..." Bai Yan seemed to hesitate, "Junior Sister, think about it a little longer, and it won't be too late to talk about it after you make up your mind."

"You don't have to think about it anymore." Rong Ling raised his head, "Brother, you only need to answer me, are you going to leave or not?"

She pressed on step by step, full of determination.

No matter how indifferent Bai Yan is, after all, she has been with Rong Ling for so many years, how could she let her do nonsense: "When you think it through, come and talk to me about it."

After all, he started to walk away.

"No need..." Rong Ling blocked the door, the true energy in the palm of the hand gathered into the growth sword, "If senior brother is unwilling to release the contract recently, then there is no way to get out of the gate of Guanghua Palace."

Bai Yan was almost laughed angrily by her: "Are you going to fight me?"

Seeing that Rong Ling's expression did not seem to be lying, he settled down: "Okay, just to see how you have practiced in the past hundred years. If you win, I will release the contract with you."

With his words, Rong Ling had no room to retreat. As soon as Bai Yan finished speaking, she swung her sword out, and the sword energy swept across the hall, digging deep marks on the ground, and the jade pillar supporting the hall was also smashed Chop and break.

Bai Yan didn't expect that she would strike so decisively and ruthlessly, without showing any mercy, the expression on her face became serious immediately, and she summoned her divine sword.

The two have practiced together since childhood, and have tried each other countless times, but because they are members of the same sect, they will keep room.

Only this time, Rong Ling exerted [-]% of his strength and vowed to defeat Bai Yan.

The sword energy merged and exploded in mid-air, knocking down the roof.

Rong Ling still didn't show any sign of retreating, the sword flower flipped over, and he was sharp and sharp, hitting straight away with one move after another.

Bai Yan didn't intend to hurt her, but seeing Rong Ling's reckless attack, he had to use all his strength to respond.

The two fought from inside the hall to outside the hall, you come and go, the Guanghua Hall is full of wind and clouds, sometimes there are lightning and thunder, the sky is so dark that it seems to be about to collapse, but it is still hard to tell the winner.

It's just that Rong Ling just took out the jiaozhu a few days ago, so she could only follow the sound to argue. When she was a little tired, her reaction was a little slow, and she was hit by Bai Yan's sword. sweet.

As expected of Bai Yan who cultivated the ruthless way, he realized something was wrong at this moment: "What's wrong with your eyes."

"This matter has nothing to do with you." Rong Ling raised his sword, "Again..."

Obviously, if the comparison continues, [-]% of the losers will be Rong Ling.

Bai Yan seemed to have a rare sigh: "Okay, since you want to release the contract, then let's do it."

He also said: "It's just that the marriage contract is not between you and me. You and I have to erase our names from the tablet before it's over. In the near future, new disciples will be recruited in the sect. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave." Kai, after this matter is resolved, I will go to Ruoshui to dissolve the contract with you."

How come it is only a one-sentence thing when forming a contract, but there are so many twists and turns when it comes to understanding the contract.

It's really troublesome, Rong Ling frowned.

But things have come to this, she had no choice but to agree.

After Bai Yan left, Rong Ling realized that the entire Guanghua Palace had been destroyed beyond recognition, the buildings collapsed, and the white jade stones that originally paved the floor were broken everywhere. In the corner, Ting Lan was trembling with her puppy in her arms. ...

Rong Ling rubbed his forehead with some headache, and sighed softly.

It seems that it is impossible to stay here. Fortunately, there are many sects, and it is not difficult to find a place to rest.

Cultivators of course don't need to sleep, but Rong Ling really doesn't know that he has nothing to do, what else can he do except sleep.

Before Guanghua Hall was completed, she randomly found a cave to rest.

In addition, taking out the jiaozhu and fighting with Bai Yan earlier, it is inevitable that the spiritual energy will be consumed too much, and it just happens to be a retreat.

Rong Ling doesn't care about world affairs every day, and this closed for more than half a month.

It wasn't until Ting Lan told her that the Guanghua Palace was almost completed through sound transmission with a crane, that Rong Ling finally left the gate.

Dozens of days had passed, and her eyes were almost healed, but they would be a little glaring when facing the sun. Rong Ling still didn't take off the white brocade that shaded the sun.

On the way back to Guanghua Hall from Yujian in Dongfu, Rong Ling was almost bumped into one after another.

These are new disciples who are practicing the art of controlling the sword. Jiuhua Peak is dangerous and deep, the top of the clouds, and strange rocks protrude. If you are uneasy, you can't hold on to the sword in the middle of it. It's normal.

She frowned slightly, and had no choice but to avoid these beginners, insisting on being higher.

It's just that when she was rising, she suddenly screamed, and from the corner of her eye through the veil, she caught a glimpse of someone shaking and falling from the sword.

Even if these people fall, there will be disciples who have been waiting to catch them. Rong Ling didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he heard the man in the sky shout: "God help me——"

Rong Ling begged so hard that she could no longer just sit idly by.

The sword moved freely, and the tip of the sword came down slightly, and Rong Ling swooped down from the sky, picking up the new disciple who was falling.

The other party was obviously terrified, and he held onto Rong Ling's hand tightly and refused to let go. His soft body was pressed against her, and his whole body seemed to be trembling.

Even if Rong Ling wanted to throw people away, there was nothing he could do.

Helpless, she had no choice but to bring him down to the nearest mountain peak, but the other party still held her hand and refused to let go.

Rong Ling frowned. He had been alone for a long time, and he was not used to being so close to others: "Why are the disciples accepted this year so timid..."

"Does God still remember me?" Before she finished speaking, the other party boldly interrupted her.

The corners of Rong Ling's lips were pursed, and he didn't remember any connection between himself and the owner of the voice.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the hope on Xie Qingwan's face collapsed little by little, replaced by bleakness.

It was only a glimpse that day, but she would never forget the astonishment brought by the god.

Even in his dreams, Xie Qingwan would dream of the scene where Rong Ling curled his lips at her: "Let's talk about it after you pass the test and become a disciple of the main school."

For this reason, Xie Qingwan tried his best in the trial, and refused to give up even after suffering.

Xie Qingwan's parents died since childhood, and he was wandering in the world.Originally, she came to Jiuhua Peak, but she didn't know where else she could go.

After seeing Rong Ling, she knew where her way home was.

It must be God's will.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qingwan never saw Rong Ling after passing the trial and becoming a main disciple.

She remembered what passers-by said that day at the foot of the mountain. It turned out that Rong Ling's promise to accept her as a disciple was really just talking, and it couldn't be taken seriously at all.

I thought I would never have the chance to see her again, but I didn't expect to run into Rong Ling who came so lightly today when I was learning how to control the sword.

In fact, Xie Qingwan's skill of controlling the sword is the fastest and best learned among all the disciples, and all the brothers and sisters are full of praise for her.

But in desperation, Xie Qingwan couldn't think of any other way to make the god pay attention to him, so he had to clumsily drop the arrow.

As expected, the god was still so kind, and saved himself again.

It's just that seeing Rong Ling's expression of not remembering who she is, Xie Qingwan bit her lips lightly, with a pitiful expression on her face: "Did the god forget? The person you saved in the town that day was me."

Oh, Rong Ling remembered.

It's a pity that she covered her eyes and couldn't see Xie Qingwan's pitiful expression, but she felt the coolness coming, and there seemed to be a clear pool beside her.

After retreating for more than half a month, even though he has the body cleansing formula, Rong Ling still feels that there is nothing to wash without water.

She stepped forward.

Xie Qingwan followed her step by step, and after seeing the clear water pool: "Does the god want to eat fish?"

It seems that it is not impossible, during these ten days in Jiuhuafeng, Rong Lingsu was so good that birds could fade out of his mouth.

Her face remained calm, but her thoughts moved slightly: "You know how to do it?"

"Don't worry God..." Xie Qingwan hurriedly said, "I have been able to cook since I was a child, if you like..."

"Okay..." Rong Ling nodded, pointed his fingertips towards the pool, and the fish was caught on the shore, "Let's do it..."

After finishing speaking, she went straight to the edge of the pool, found a clean stone and sat down, as if waiting for Xie Qingwan to finish.

Xie Qingwan was dumbfounded, and when he realized it, he hurried forward to pick up the fish.She is a child from a poor family, and her movements are naturally quick when she does her work. After a while, she cleaned up the pond fish, lit a fire and set up a shelf, took out the seasonings left in the storage bag before she started bigu, and adjusted according to the temperature of the fire. Stop and stir to taste...

After a while, Rong Ling smelled the smell of fish, and the glutton in his stomach was about to come out.

Xie Qingwan also blew the fish to cool down before handing it to Rong Ling: "Eat slowly, beware of thorns."

She served her extremely attentively, and Rong Ling was very useful. After eating one piece slowly, she waited slowly with her face propped up like a lazy cat.

It wasn't until after eating three whole fish that Rong Ling felt a little full, and felt that he was so dissatisfied in front of his new disciples, it was really disrespectful: "Enough, I don't want to eat any more."

"Oh..." Xie Qingwan stopped baking, her voice a little lost.

"The craftsmanship is really good." Rong Ling said again, "What reward do you want?"

"Remuneration?" Xie Qingwan was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly straightened his clothes and knelt down on the ground, "I dare to ask the god to accept me as a disciple, and I will be willing to serve the god in the future."

At the end, she looked at Rong Ling's face and added carefully: "No matter what the god wants to eat, the disciple will do it."

It's really daring, Rong Ling propped his head.

There are eight hundred disciples who want to be accepted by her on Jiuhua Peak. This newcomer thinks he can buy her with just a few fish?

Thinking this way in his heart, Rong Ling said afterwards: "Let me think about it, what's your name?"

"Thank you God..." Seeing hope, Xie Qingwan was overjoyed, and kowtowed with both hands on the ground, "The disciple's name is Xie Qingwan, which means sword flower Qingwan."

Just in an instant, Xie Qingwan felt that the temperature around Rong Ling seemed to have changed in front of her eyes, and the originally pleasant atmosphere froze little by little.

Xie Qingwan didn't know why, so she immediately kept quiet and didn't dare to say more.

Sure enough, everything has changed again?

Rong Ling was a little dazed, looking through Bai Jin at Xie Qingwan who was kneeling on the ground in front of him.

She subconsciously untied the white brocade tied in front of her eyes, wanting to see it thoroughly.

The brocade cloth fell, and the girl kneeling in front of her was fair-skinned, and her cheeks were pink from excitement or from being roasted by the fire.

"Shen Zun..." Seemingly aware that Rong Ling had become stiff, Xie Qingwan asked cautiously, "Do you not like my name?"

It's not a question of names.

Rong Ling wished he could just wave his sleeves and leave.

It is true that her situation in the previous life was inseparable from Xie Qingwan, but after experiencing Ning Muxue, Rong Ling already understood that with her reincarnation, all people have changed, and she can no longer put the hatred and resentment in her previous life away. Pass it on to someone who has not done all this in this life.

But if Rong Ling let go of it completely, she can't do it yet.

Therefore, in the confrontation between the two phases, no one spoke first.

Until the third person appeared and broke the tranquility.

Bai Yan Yujian came, and his figure lightly landed in front of the two of them, and nodded to Rong Ling: "Junior Sister, I heard that a disciple almost fell from the sword and was saved by you?"

"Hmm..." Rong Ling nodded, "People are here..."

Xie Qingwan had to shift his gaze from Rong Ling to Bai Yan, and bowed to salute: "Shangshen Bai Yan..."

"Well..." Bai Yan nodded, glanced at the pile of bonfire fish bones on the ground that had not had time to destroy the corpses, pretended not to see them, and said to Xie Qingwan, "Disciple should not leave the dojo for too long without authorization, you know Have you fouled yourself?"

Xie Qingwan just woke up like a dream, and the color on his face turned pale: "Sorry, it's me..."

"Brother, don't blame too much." Rong Ling sat up from the rock, "It was my whim, and I fell in love with this little friend, so we chatted for a while."

Since she spoke, Bai Yan naturally didn't say much.

Seeing that the two of them were about to return to the dojo, Rong Ling suddenly said, "By the way, senior brother, I plan to take this little friend as my apprentice. I don't know what you want?"

As soon as these words came out, both Bai Yan and Xie Qingwan froze.

The former was surprised that Rong Ling, who had never accepted disciples, suddenly changed his temper, while the latter was so overjoyed that he almost couldn't believe what he heard.

Xie Qing turned around, and knelt down on the ground as fast as he could cover his ears: "Thank you, Master, Master is above me, and I will be worshipped by my disciples."

Rong Ling stared at the top of her head and was silent for a long time before saying: "Get up..."

Xie Qingwan stood up obediently, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she stared at Rong Ling without blinking.

Rong Ling sighed softly in his heart, and took out a dagger from the storage ring: "I hastily accepted you as a disciple today as a teacher... I didn't prepare anything, this is just a gift for you."

Throughout the ages, there is no meeting gift that is a knife.

It's just that Rong Ling and Xie Qingwan, one doesn't care and the other doesn't care, the former sent it off logically, while the latter received it with joy.

Xie Qingwan said flatteredly: "Thank you, Master..."

Bai Yan, who had been forgotten for a long time, nodded lightly: "Since junior sister likes it, then I will follow you."

Rong Ling looked at Bai Yan: "Brother, do you have anything to say?"

"What do I want to say?" Bai Yan asked back.

She snatched away his future Taoist partner with her own hands, so Bai Yan didn't have any dissatisfaction.

Rong Ling's original intention was to test Bai Yan's reaction, but unexpectedly he was so calm.

If it is a new life, has everything changed?

Where did Xie Qingwan from the previous life go?

Rong Ling doesn't believe in changes for no reason.

It's just that she didn't have time to think about everything, so Bai Yan said, "It's just that this disciple has just started and still has a lot of new things to learn. I'm afraid I won't be able to come to your Guanghua Palace for the time being."

"I understand..." Rong Ling said, not caring about these things.

When she was distracted, Xie Qingwan suddenly took out something from the storage bag, blushed and handed it to Rong Ling: "Thank you, Master, for the gift, but I don't have anything else, only this bell. It was left to me by my father before he left."

In her lustrous palm, there was a small silver bell, the pattern was not complicated, but it was also exquisite and small.

If Rong Ling refuses this time, she will definitely lose face. She reached out to take it away and put it away: "Don't worry, I will keep it safe."

Her soft fingertips scratched the palm of her hand, bringing an itchy touch, Xie Qingwan's fingers trembled slightly, as if a certain part of her heart was also tickled.