She became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 95 Weasel Greetings New Years

Jiang Tong dreamed that Xiao Mi'er and Lang Shiduo came to Zhengyang Peak, calling it a visit, but actually investigating.

Xiao Mi'er took the opportunity to enter Jiang Tong's room and plagiarized the water spells she created for her own use.

Then, in the assessment half a month later, he acted first and shocked the audience with his dazzling water spells, and thus won the praise of the headmaster and the supreme glory.

But Jiang Tong got angry on the spot because he saw Xiao Mi'er stealing his own innovation, and pointedly accused Xiao Mi'er of stealing other people's innovative achievements.

But how could Xiao Mi'er admit it, and the two confronted each other in the ring, but Jiang Tong was pushed off the stage by Xiao Mi'er's tricks, scratching his face.

Not only was his face disfigured, but he was also ridiculed by his peers, and he suffered a crushing defeat ever since.

This dream was very long, and Jiang Tong dreamed it scattered all night long.

When he woke up, Jiang Tong was still in a daze for a while.

Will it come true?
With the lessons learned from the previous few times, Jiang Tong was a lot more cautious this time.

Although I don't know how much it will come true, but at least one thing she dreamed about.

That is, she wanted to innovate with water spells.

Water is the source of life, analyzing from the source, the logic will be much simpler than other spells.

Jiang Tong knew that if he wanted to submit a satisfactory answer, the simpler and clearer he was, the better he would be.

She wants to build a water dungeon, which requires not only spiritual power, but also strong mental power control.

The rootless water condenses from the air, and can trap the demon in it without making a sound.

Jiang Tong, who had an idea, quickly took out a pen and paper, wrote down the spell stroke by stroke, and then slowly assembled and disassembled.

I didn't go out for three full days.

But Zhengyang Peak was very quiet, and Xiao Mi'er and Lang Shiduo didn't bother her.

Jiang Tong was at ease, as long as she finished writing this, she could go to the First Peak Library and read for a few days, maybe she could find some clues about her race.

"Little Princess?" Shi Jianchuan called Jiang Tong softly at the door.

Jiang Tong heard Shi Jianchuan's footsteps early in the morning.

After all, in Zhengyang Peak, apart from the disciples who come to sweep every day, there are only four people living there.

"I'm here." Jiang Tong replied crisply.

"Xiao Mi'er, a disciple of Master Taixuan, and Lang Shiduo, a disciple of Elder Taijin, came to Zhengyang Peak, please meet the son and princess." Shi Jianchuan reported a long list of names, and Jiang Tong didn't realize it for a long time.

What a mess.

Still, they both came.

Jiang Tong casually put down his pen and scratched his hair twice: "Here we come."

Jiang Tong saw the two of them in the living room, but did not see Xiao Yun.

"Where did senior brother go?" Jiang Tong asked Shi Jianchuan.

Shi Jianchuan was stunned.

It took three seconds to realize that the brother Jiang Tong was referring to was Xiao Yun.

She has never called Xiao Yun like that.

Probably because of the presence of outsiders, Shi Jianchuan thought so.

"I can't meet with you if you have something to do. The Princess is the same when he sees you two. After all, you are still the same class of disciples, and you must have more common languages." Shi Jianchuan spoke impeccably.

"Then I wonder when Xiao Yun's son will be free?" Xiao Mi'er asked softly.

Lang Shiduo couldn't help but glanced at her.

Ever since she arrived at Zhengyang Peak, her eyes have been erratic.

Needless to say, he also knew that Xiao Mi'er must be thinking about Xiao Yun in his heart.

"Not necessarily." Jiang Tong replied for Shi Jianchuan: "After all, my senior brother has a lot of things, and sometimes I can't see his face. If there is anything wrong with the saint, it's the same if you tell me."

Xiao Mi'er didn't show anything on her face, but she couldn't figure it out in her heart.

Although Zhengyang Peak is big, there are not many people there, and Elder Taiqing has been in seclusion for many years, and if he can come out once in decades, he has burned high incense.

What can Xiao Yun do?

"It's like this. I went back to Yingdu a few days ago. My father was thinking of you and Xiao Yun's son who was also in Xuanqi, and ordered me to bring back some specialties of Yingdu and give them to you."

As he said that, a blue light flashed on Xiao Mi'er's wrist, and the portable space opened up, and the table on Jiang Tong's right was filled with things in an instant.

Jiang Tong looked over intently. There were the most fashionable clothes and fabrics in the capital, silk brocades, as well as the newly made desserts in the palace, as well as some things used in cultivation.

Although not very expensive, but also valuable.

Jiang Tong sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, Prince, thank you, Empress, and thank you Holy Maiden for bringing me here."

Xiao Mi'er's face froze, and she said politely, "It's just a little effort, so you don't need to thank me."

It's okay for others, but since she was overwhelmed by Jiang Tong at the altar four years ago, her reputation as a saint has been a bit unfair.

However, Jiang Tong still yelled one after another, Xiao Mi'er's ears were harsh.

There is also the attitude of the prince and princess towards Jiang Tong.

In the past four years, although he has not been very earnest, Xiao Yin has been paying attention to Jiang Tong's movements.

As for the crown prince and concubine Ran, she wished Jiang Tong could come to Beijing every year.

If Xiao Yin had allowed it, Zi Ran would have flown to Xuanqi Mountain long ago to find Jiang Tong.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Xiao Mi'er closed her eyes and put her hand on her forehead.

"Mi'er, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Xiao Mi'er's face was very ugly, Lang Shiduo hurriedly asked earnestly.

"It's nothing, just a little dizzy." Xiao Mi'er naturally placed her arm on Lang Shiduo's arm, trembling slightly.

Sure enough, Lang Shiduo became even more anxious.

Seeing that the beauty is in trouble, how can he miss the opportunity to care for the beauty and show his hospitality?

Hastily said to Jiang Tong: "Jiang Tong, Mi'er is not feeling well, can I use this room and let her rest for a while?"

Jiang Tong's heart skipped a beat.

The gaze was not so friendly as to stare at Xiao Mi'er's eyes.

Xiao Mi'er's eyelashes trembled, she immediately avoided Jiang Tong's gaze, closed her eyes tightly, and appeared more and more uncomfortable.

Lang Shiduo became even more anxious, "Is it okay? Isn't it just a place to sleep? Zhengyang Peak is so big, can't it accommodate a delicate woman like Mi'er?"

Shi Jianchuan smoothed things over in the middle and said, "Mr. Lang, it's like this. There are very few people coming to Zhengyang Peak, and no one suddenly stays overnight, so the guest room needs to be cleaned, I'm afraid it will delay the health of the saint."

Lang Shiduo thought for a while, then pointed at Jiang Tong: "Then borrow your room to rest for a while, since they are all girls, it's okay, right?"

Jiang Tong showed a kind smile: "You are driving with me..."

Before the joke could be said, Shi Jianchuan interrupted: "Open the door, right? I'll open the door right now, Mr. Lang, help the saint over here."

After finishing speaking, Shi Jianchuan tried his best to wink at Jiang Tong.

There is no need to offend the two of them for such a trivial matter.

Lang Shiduo carefully lifted Xiao Mi'er, who was pale, and followed Shi Jianchuan to the apse.

Jiang Tong sat there in a daze for a while, feeling that he was poisonous.

Why do dreams come true?

What kind of magical species is she in the world?

Jiang Tong, who doubted his life, sighed deeply, silently followed the footsteps of several people, and returned to his room.

Her room is opposite to Xiao Yun's across the fountain, the size and layout are the same, so it is not a problem to sleep eight or nine people.

After Lang Shiduo helped Xiao Mi'er into her room, he unceremoniously lay down on the soft couch under the west window where she usually rests.

(End of this chapter)