After passing through the cannon fodder in the book, my brother turned out to be the male protagonis

Jiang Aiai wiped the saliva from her face and couldn't help but think that her sister was dreaming again.

After returning to Jiang's house, Jiang Aai handed the cloth bag she prepared to Jiang Mumu and said, "This is what I prepared for my sister. You must take it with you."

Jiang Mumu was curious about what kind of things her sister had prepared. She opened the cloth bag and couldn't help laughing when she saw all kinds of pastries inside.

"There are still two months left. Just give me these. You must be greedy, right?" Jiang Mumu joked.

Jiang Aiai's face turned red when she was poked at the central issue. She was unwilling to admit it and argued: "No way! Sister, don't slander me!"

He stopped teasing her and fed the cakes in the cloth bag into her mouth with a smile. Jiang Mumu thought that the sisters could continue like this.

Fang Jingqiu felt dizzy in his dream, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a super luxurious carriage parked in front of him.

She, has she entered some kind of fairyland on earth now?

"Aiai, you must be good at home. My sister will come back to see you when she has time."

Fang Jingqiu looked up. The dazzling sunlight made it difficult to open her eyes, but the vague figure made her recognize that it was her senior sister.

It seemed that she had reached the time when Jiang Mumu went to Tianyun Sect. Thinking of this, her heart sank. It seemed that Jiang Aai's accident should have happened after Jiang Mumu went to Tianyun Sect.

When Fang Jingqiu was lost in thought, a burst of white light hit her, and she forced herself out of the dream again.

Opening her eyes and looking at the bed curtain, an indescribable feeling of fatigue came over her. This time she fell into a dream, which gave her a strange feeling, as if she was floating on Jiang Aai.

One moment it made her feel like a bystander, the other moment it made her feel like she was Jiang Aiai.

Even in her dreams, she began to have her own thoughts. Fang Jingqiu couldn't say whether this change was good or bad, but he couldn't erase the strange feeling lingering in her heart.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the dizziness in his head. Seeing that it was getting late, he got up and walked to the observatory.

Suilin noticed something was wrong with Fang Jingqiu the first time he saw her. He shouted to stop her from continuing to practice. He frowned and took her wrist to check her pulse.

Feeling that her spiritual power was disordered, he asked slightly reproachfully: "What did you do and why did you become like this?"

Fang Jingqiu looked at him in confusion, unable to understand what he meant. When Suilin saw her appearance, he resigned and said to her, "Don't you feel any spiritual disorder?"

Unexpectedly, Fang Jingqiu asked: "Master, what does it feel like to have disordered spiritual power?"

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Suilin felt that he must be looking for trouble for himself by accepting Fang Jingqiu, so he explained everything to her in detail, and then asked her what happened?

She hesitated and refused to say anything. Suilin narrowed his eyes dangerously, and only through coercion and inducement did he know everything he wanted to know.

It's just that Fang Jingqiu's brows didn't relax when he spoke.

"How many times have you fallen asleep so far?" Suilin asked.

"Including last night, four times in total." Fang Jingqiu answered truthfully.

Suilin felt the veins on his forehead throbbing and said to her, "Third girl, have you heard of Qingque?"

Fang Jingqiu shook her head, wondering why Master suddenly asked her this.

"Then let me put it another way, you should have heard of the name of the Messenger of Heaven, right?" Suilin closed his eyes, not wanting Fang Jingqiu to see the negative emotions flowing out of his eyes.

Hearing this, Fang Jingqiu cheered up. She had long wanted to verify the authenticity of the messenger of heaven with Suilin, but she always forgot to ask.

"Qingque is what outsiders call the messenger of heaven. When things are calm, we are just monks studying formations and spells. When there is great turmoil, we are the saviors in the eyes of others."

Fang Jingqiu's eyes gleamed when she heard this. She thought this identity was really awesome, but before she could be happy for too long, Suilin broke her fantasy.

"Don't think this status is fun. As long as you leave Tianyun Sect, you may lose your life at any time. Otherwise, why do you think I rarely go out as a teacher?" Suilin said.

She had also thought before about why Suilin stayed in Tianqing Peak all day, and only went out to wander around Tianyun Sect. She thought it was because Suilin was too lazy to go out, but she didn't expect it was to save his life.

But she didn't know what the connection between Suilin's talk about Qingque and her spiritual disorder was.

Suilin raised his hand and poured his spiritual power into his palm. Fang Jingqiu saw a green mark like a bird appeared on his hand. Suilin explained: "This is the mark of Qingque. Every generation of disciples of Tianqingfeng There will always be someone who owns it.”

"Then who of my generation, brothers and sisters, has this?" Fang Jingqiu asked.

She regretted it after asking, because Suilin kept looking at her, which made her realize that this person was probably her.

She pointed at herself and said uncertainly: "Could it be that I am the blue bird of this generation?"

"I'm not sure, but according to what you said, nine times out of ten, the person chosen by Heaven is you." Suilin said.

Fang Jingqiu said in disbelief: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. I have only been in the sect for how long. How could I be chosen?"

Suilin pointed to her hand and said, "If you don't believe it, try gathering spiritual power into the palm of your hand."

She obeyed and did as she was told, and the mark of Qingque did appear on her palm, but compared to Qi Suilin's, hers was much lighter.

"Master, do you think I will be assassinated as soon as I leave the sect next time?" Fang Jingqiu said tremblingly.

Immortal Qing Leng didn't say anything, and Fang Jingqiu took it as his acquiescence. Fang Jingqiu immediately felt that her current situation was very dangerous, as if she would die in the next second.

Suddenly he sat on the ground, crying and crying: "What should I do? I am such a beautiful little girl, I still have a lot of youth, am I going to die?"

Suilin couldn't bear the noise, so he threw a gag talisman on her body, and suddenly the world became quiet.

"Why are you crying? Just work hard and become a person that no one else can beat."

Fang Jingqiu blinked his eyes and thought for a while, there was nothing wrong with that. As long as she was powerful enough, no one could kill her!

He quickly got up from the ground, pulled Suilin's sleeves and said, "Master, hurry up and teach me that one-hit-killing move!"

"You don't have to worry if you learn what you need to learn. Those one-hit-kill moves are all ways of burning up your lifespan. Do you dare to say you're happy with that?" Suilin said.

She is wilting, burning life span and so on, it is better to forget it, she is afraid of death.

In fact, the fact that he would be assassinated when he went out was just an exaggeration by Suilin. After all, only in this way would Fang Jingqiu be willing to practice martial arts.

Si Lin was sitting on the stone table drinking tea. Watching Fang Jingqiu practice with unprecedented energy, he couldn't help but smile with relief.

So Suilin inspired Fang Jingqiu to practice Kung Fu in a way that Fang Yi and Qin had never thought of, fulfilling their common wish.