Brother is always slapping his face

After the martial arts sparring was over, Jia Jingyu took the Wujin long sword in Mo Zhannan's hand, put it on the stone table with the long sword he had borrowed from others, and sat on the stone bench with his chin resting on one hand, pulling up his clothes. A listless, preoccupied look.

This kind of Jia Jingyu is rare, he is usually laughing and joking, and the sky is falling and he is covered by an optimist.There is no doubt that his pressure comes from the world-renowned Autumn Frost Sword and the imminent gathering of heroes.

Thinking of this level, Mo Zhannan also sat on the stone bench next to him, his eyes full of concern: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Do you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, and you are under pressure."

Hearing this, Jia Jingyu glanced at his expression, and found that Mo Zhannan's eyes were full of concern, and felt warm in his heart. He sighed softly, and said slowly: "Oh, isn't it? Good luck, I got it." The Qiushuang Sword that everyone envies. However, I feel that it is not as comfortable as using the Wujin long sword, which is the most common and common in this sect. " After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Zhannan who is using it now, and the most time to spend with him Long little partner, a black gold long sword with a slightly rusty blade.

Regarding Jia Jingyu's troubles, Mo Zhannan had a personal experience, and expressed his feelings: "Brother, don't worry, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Just go all out and be ashamed of your heart. No matter what you do, I will do it." stand by your side and support you."

"Zhan Nan, you are what you said. Brother, let me remember first, you can't break your promise." Jia Jingyu's eyes were bright, and he involuntarily leaned to the side, watching Mo Zhannan and said.

Their eyes met, but Mo Zhannan smiled and said nothing.

With slightly drunken eyes, Jia Jingyu couldn't help saying: "After the meeting of heroes, let's make it public officially, as a Taoist couple."

"Hehe..." Mo Zhannan raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Didn't we make it public long ago?"

After hearing this, Jia Jingyu understood, and laughed heartily, soaring into the sky.

"By the way, the song you sang last time was quite good. I haven't heard enough of it. Why don't you sing it to me." Mo Zhannan pursed his lips and licked him.

"Ahahaha..." Jia Jingyu laughed dryly, but felt a little embarrassed.Although his skin is as thick as a city wall, letting him sing that filthy song unscrupulously in front of Mo Zhannan still can't save face and open his mouth.

Frowning slightly, Mo Zhannan pretended to be displeased: "Brother, look at you, didn't you sing very well last time, I asked you to sing it to me, but you are still coy."

"I..." Jia Jingyu was stunned and speechless, blinked his eyes, and suddenly smiled very greasy and ambiguous, and said meaningfully: "Junior brother, be good~ From now on, the night is quiet, the moon is dark and the wind is high, let's get together alone, and the senior brother is singing to you." Listen, oh, not only can I sing for you, I can also teach you to sing..."

As he was talking, it seemed as if his spine had been pulled, and he was about to fall down beside Mo Zhannan limply. With a look of disgust on his face, the beautiful junior quickly picked up the long sword, turned around and walked away.

"Hmph, Xiao Mian, don't fall into my hands in the future." Jia Jingyu stood up abruptly, and said to Mo Zhannan's fairy-like back, gearing up, love and hatred intertwined.

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The group of heroes will arrive as scheduled, and the leaders and contestants of the three great immortal sects will arrive one after another.

First of all, the Helian family is driven by four fat and strong horses that travel thousands of miles a day and driven by experienced coachmen. The ten luxurious carriages are particularly eye-catching.

The body of the carriage is wrapped in light silver silk, and the top of the carriage is engraved with a pattern of golden phoenix spreading its wings with gold thread, which is so beautiful and lifelike.

A silver silk curtain hangs from the carved window frame, embroidered with a vivid golden phoenix, and this small piece of embroidery is carefully embroidered by two skilled embroiderers.A row of valuable rubies inlaid on the top of the window frame reflects the dazzling light as the light changes.All of them show the gorgeous and extravagant aesthetic style of the Xiuxian family, in short - not short of money.

As the elegant shape of the carriage was projected on the ground, a gust of refreshing fragrance hit the people, and the common people lined up to welcome him, just to see the demeanor of He Lianyue, the scorching son of the Immortal Cultivation family.

Living up to everyone's expectations, He Lianyue gently lifted the curtains with her slender and beautiful fingers, only revealing those rare peach blossom eyes, the eyes were like spring water, gentle and clear, which made the older girl and the younger daughter-in-law scream excitedly.

The moment He Lianyue reacted quickly and lowered the curtains, countless flowers and fruits flew towards her like a hail of bullets.

Looking at the drivers driving the carriage, they were all wearing hard armor and sturdy helmets, only two eyes were exposed, and even their hands were wearing thick protective gloves.

He Lianyue patted his heart, and said to his father He Liancong with lingering fears: "Father, fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would be the same as last year when I just came to the Heroes' Meeting, riding a tall horse and swaggering through the city, I don't know how embarrassed I would be." It looks like it."

The smile in He Liancong's eyes deepened, but his face was tense. He glanced at his son who was quite confident in his appearance, and said calmly, "Ah Yue, I'll let you hone your will, Competing in martial arts is not for you to compare your beauty."

"I don't dare to say anything else. As for Bimei, I, Helianyue, claim to be number two, and no one dares to call myself..." When he said this, he saw the formation of flowers, melons and fruits stop for a while, he lifted the curtain casually, and glanced out .

At a glance, I found that among the teenagers wearing the blue and white school uniforms of the Taihe School standing in the crowd to maintain order, one of them was extremely handsome and stunning.The big words that were not finished just now were immediately swallowed back into his stomach.

He was being surrounded by a group of Yingying and Yanyan, asking for his name, probably not good at dealing with this kind of scene, his eyebrows were lightly frowning, he was secretly sad, and looked a little at a loss.

who is he?Last year, the Taihe faction had never seen such a person who looked like an exiled immortal!

While dazed, the beautiful boy raised his eyes and met his gaze.He Lianyue burst into a smile, her peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, a slight smile appeared on the young man's face, and he bowed his head in greeting.

The girls were full of teenage hearts, smiling cleverly and looking forward to their beautiful eyes, and some people couldn't help screaming excitedly.

"What are you looking at again? You don't look like a son of a family at all." Regarding the commotion caused by his son, He Liancong reprimanded him pretending to be angry.

As the carriage drove, Yi Ren went away, withdrawing his reluctant gaze, He Lianyue responded, put down the curtain and sat down, had a glimpse and passed by, leaving an indelible impression on people.

Who is he, I really want to know him...

He Lianyue is He Liancong's favorite youngest son. He has a group of beautiful wives and beautiful concubines, enjoying the blessings of being equal to everyone.There are twelve children in total, and He Lianyue was born to his favorite concubine, the charming and charming Li Yanhong.Extremely talented, smart and eager to learn, he became famous in the first battle last year, ranked second in the Qunyinghui, and became the son of a family that the four great immortals talked about.

After a while, ten horse-drawn carriages from the meandering Helian family passed by, and ushered in the heroic and heroic Xuantian sect master Xiao Yi and his proud disciple, the dignified and personable Zhanlong .

There are three to forty people in their group, all of them are riding BMW horses with shiny coats and strong limbs. There are too many onlookers and it is difficult to travel, so they have to slow down.

Zhanlong has broad shoulders and narrow waist, a brown twill dress, and long satin-like hair tied into a neat bun by black jade hairpins. This kind of unsmiling, powerful young man is also very popular among girls.

His famous girls are like thunder, and they throw flowers, melons and fruits to him generously.

He did not leave the scabbard, and his technique was swift, with a slash of the chasing wind knife, the delicate flowers were shattered, and the melons and fruits were shaken off. This move aroused the hearts of the girls, who looked sideways with anger on their faces.

Among them, a girl with a round face and almond eyes in a green dress poked her head out behind the sisters, curled her lips in dissatisfaction and said, "I don't understand the style of wood."

The author has something to say:

Jingyu: Why do you run away every time I get to the point?

Zhan Nan: Because I want to practice.

Jingyu: What skills do you practice?

Zhan Nan: Before you can practice the Nine Serenities Divine Art, you must keep yourself clean.

Jingyu: I hate Jiuyou Magical Art! (‵*′)

Zhan Nan:......≥﹏≤