After being divorced by the Chosen One

Hearing Jiang Zhuyue's laughter, Meng Jiusi immediately got up and gave Jiang Zhuyue a hard look.

Jiang Zhuyue raised her eyebrows, turned her face away arrogantly, and ignored him.

Meng Jiusi: ...

Meng Jiusi snorted softly, didn't argue with Jiang Zhuyue, but turned to the sword cultivator, and said coldly: "Who are you? Why do you want to meddle in our Tianjianzong's business?"

"You represent the Heavenly Sword Sect, does the head of Dongfang know?" Jianxiu said lightly.

Meng Jiusi sneered, flicked his sleeves contemptuously and said, "What about Tianjianzong has nothing to do with you, an outsider? I, Meng Jiusi, are upright and upright, a hundred times better than some Xiaoxiao who hide their heads and show their tails and dare not declare their family names!"

Jianxiu didn't answer Meng Jiusi's words, but said: "Did Mr. Xiaohe say that to you just now? He said that he thinks Jiang's family is high-ranking and that Jiang Zhuyue is vulgar?"

When Meng Jiusi was asked by Jianxiu, he was suddenly startled, sweating coldly, and came to his senses.

There are too many people here, and those monks just talked about it, so they spread Xiao Han like that. He just lost his mind for a while, and felt that he was not in Tianjianzong, so he spoke his mind.

But he didn't think about the consequences of saying this at all.

If this word really gets out, let's not talk about the Jiang family, but Xiao Han and Tianjianzong will definitely come to fruition...

Thinking of this, Meng Jiusi gritted his teeth and said, "Of course the elder brother never said that, but I thought so, and I was about to say it. The words of the family have nothing to do with Tianjianzong."

Jianxiu was indifferent for a long time, and gave a faint 'oh'.

Meng Jiusi's face turned red immediately, and veins swelled up on his forehead: "What do you mean?"

Jianxiu: "Nothing interesting."

Meng Jiusi: ...

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Meng Jiusi knew he was in the wrong, and did not dare to argue with the sword repairman.

Now he gritted his teeth, turned his head and said coldly to the monks: "What I said just now, I, Meng Jiusi, has nothing to do with Tianjianzong, did you hear that?"

The monks were taken aback and quickly said yes.

And after Meng Jiusi warned all the monks like this, he seemed to feel that he had lost face, so he snorted coldly, then turned around and walked quickly into the tent of Tianjianzong, and never came out again.

The other monks had just been tossed about a while ago, and they didn't dare to chat anymore, and they all got into the tent one after another.

For a while, Jiang Zhuyue and that sword repairman were the only ones left outside.

After what happened just now, Jiang Zhuyue's attitude towards Jianxiu had changed a lot, and once Jianxiu made a move, Jiang Zhuyue was even more sure that this was a golden thigh!

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhuyue couldn't help but looked at the sword cultivator, and said with a smile: "Brother, you were really powerful just now, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are no match for you."

Jianxiu closed his eyes and didn't answer.

Jiang Zhuyue waited for a while, but didn't get an answer. Instead, she smiled with her chin on her cheek, looked at the entrance of the endless forest not far away, and said, "There are still three hours, and the entrance will open."

Jianxiu still didn't reply.

Just when Jiang Zhuyue felt that he had nothing to say, the sword cultivator suddenly asked, "Are you a relative of the Jiang family?"

Jiang Zhuyue's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly smiled and said, "I have a good friend who is a foreigner of the Jiang family and knows a thing or two about the Jiang family."

Jianxiu hit the nail on the head: "You were nervous just now."

Jiang Zhuyue: ...

Damn, why is this guy so sensitive?

The implication of Jianxiu's words is that he does not believe that Jiang Zhuyue is just a friend of the Jiang family's foreigner.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be nervous just now.

Jiang Zhuyue's thoughts were spinning, thinking about how to cover up the past.

And in the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhuyue saw the crescent moon in the sky.

As soon as his heart moved, he immediately showed a blushing and ashamed expression, and sighed in a low voice: "Actually... I am one of Young Master Jiang's admirers, that's why I just heard that Young Master Jiang was slandered like this, so I have emotional fluctuations. Let the brother laugh."

Sword repair: ...

After Jiang Zhuyue finished speaking, she glanced at Jianxiu's expression quietly.

Although Jianxiu's facial features did not change much at this time, Jiang Zhuyue could inexplicably feel the subtle emotions emanating from the other party at this time.

After a long time, the sword cultivator said: "Oh."

Jiang Zhuyue:?

Not interesting.

After thinking about it, Jiang Zhuyue took out a bag of preserved fruit from the storage bag and ate it.

Jian Xiu still meditated quietly.

And Jiang Zhuyue chewed two mouthfuls of candied fruit, his eyes moved slightly, he pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled, leaned over, and handed the paper bag in front of Jianxiu: "Brother, come for a piece?"

Sword repair: ...

"No need, thank you."

Jiang Zhuyue's smile was unrestrained, and he ate a piece of preserved fruit, and said casually, "Does Xiongtai know Mr. Xiaohe?"

"Who doesn't know?"

This was clearly a change of topic, but Jiang Zhuyue was not annoyed, she smiled and blinked: "It makes sense."

That sword cultivator turned his face away, and began to meditate again.

Jiang Zhuyue stared at Jian Xiu's exposed white chin for a moment, but actually wanted to reach out and untie the black gold blindfold belt to see, what does this Jian Xiu look like?

When he thought about it carefully, he felt that Jianxiu's words just now were very intriguing.Although Meng Jiusi was taught a lesson on the surface, his position was for Tianjianzong.

Moreover, he also mentioned Mr. Xiaohe several times.

Is it...

But after glancing at the indifferent face of the sword cultivator, Jiang Zhuyue thought it was impossible.

If Xiao Han really wanted to come, why didn't he join those disciples of Tianjianzong?But the aura of this sword cultivator is weird and mysterious, but the Tianjianzong's mentality has always been righteous, open and closed, which doesn't quite match.

And the most terrible thing is that Jiang Zhuyue has never met Xiao Han, so even if he is shown the real face of this sword cultivator now, he still can't recognize it.

However, the combination of all the above made Jiang Zhuyue's interest in the mysterious sword cultivator in front of him even stronger.

Just as Jiang Zhuyue's black eyes were turning slightly, thinking about what to say later, there was a sudden exclamation not far away.

"The entrance is open! The entrance is opened ahead of schedule!"

Jiang Zhuyue's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked up.

Then he saw countless rainbow-like glows pouring down from the originally dark sky, and a vortex-like entrance slowly opened in the glow.

The scene is magnificent and grand, but there is still a hint of mystery.

After the entrance was opened, the tents on the flat ground were quickly put away one after another.

The disciples of the four major sects took the lead in walking in the front, and the other minor sects consciously followed behind.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhuyue couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly.

And just as the disciples of Tianjianzong were about to step into the entrance, Meng Jiusi, who was walking in the forefront, suddenly turned around and glanced at Jiang Zhuyue.

His eyes were as cold as an arrow.

Jiang Zhuyue's heart shuddered, and her brows furrowed unconsciously.

But soon, he realized that Meng Jiusi was not looking at him.

Jiang Zhuyue looked back at the sword repairer at this moment, but the sword repairer looked calm, as if he was completely unaware that Meng Jiusi was looking at him.

Meng Jiusi glanced at it, but after receiving no response, she turned her head angrily, jumped into the entrance.

The other disciples of Tianjianzong hurriedly followed.

The sword cultivator got up only after all the monks had left.

Jiang Zhuyue also stood up quickly.

Seeing this, Jianxiu said coldly: "I have my own mission, you don't have to follow me."

Jiang Zhuyue blinked, "Okay, brother, please go ahead."

Jiang Zhuyue was too straightforward, and the sword cultivator was stunned for a moment, but then he ignored Jiang Zhuyue and walked towards the entrance.

And the moment Jianxiu turned around and walked past Jiang Zhuyue, he stepped on some fluorescent light blue pollen on his feet.

Then, Jianxiu jumped up, and Jiang Zhuyue looked up, and saw the faintly flickering fluorescent light next to the sole of Jianxiu's shoe.

With a smile on her lips, Jiang Zhuyue followed in without haste, carrying her little burden on her back.

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As soon as he entered the endless forest, Jiang Zhuyue felt a very wonderful space distortion.

It is obvious that the steps and actions are easier than outside, but if you use your true energy, you will feel that you have more than enough energy, and your strength is only half of the outside world.

It was as if the whole body was wrapped in a ball of soft cotton, comfortable, but unable to struggle.

No wonder it is said that Endless Forest is dangerous. This kind of comfortable and exhausting feeling is really easy for people to relax their vigilance unknowingly.

However, Jiang Zhuyue was not in a hurry to grab the opportunity at this meeting, after all, the people from the four major sects were in front, and he couldn't compete with such a large group of people.

This time, Jiang Zhuyue looked at the towering trees and deep jungle around him, and silently called out the guiding butterfly.

A small blue butterfly slowly flew out, shaking off a circle of fluorescent pollen when its wings trembled.

Following the guidance of the guiding butterfly, Jiang Zhuyue quickly found the figure of Jianxiu.

When Jiang Zhuyue came, Jian Xiu was sitting in an open space, with a bloody windhorn corpse lying beside him. The inner alchemy of the monster had disappeared, so it must have been absorbed by Jian Xiu.

Jiang Zhuyue sniffed the thick bloody smell, her eyes darkened a little.

But Jiang Zhuyue quickly walked over with a smile, and then pretended to be surprised and said: "What a coincidence, brother, you also—"

However, in the middle of speaking, Jiang Zhuyue suddenly choked.

Because at this time he saw the front of Jianxiu.

Jianxiu... is drinking blood.

Jian Xiu's pale thin lips were stained with a strange bright red at this moment, and it trickled down slowly from his lips. Against Jian Xiu's white skin like frost and snow, he looked more and more like a cold and strange corpse.

Jiang Zhuyue couldn't see his expression because Jianxiu's blindfold was not removed. Even so, Jiang Zhuyue's back felt a little cold for no reason.

In fact, Jiang Zhuyue could understand Jianxiu's behavior intellectually.After all, the Endless Forest is open for three months, and if you catch a monster and can't take it out in time, it will stink.

The miasma in the endless forest is so dense that it is impossible to light a fire, and the meat of monsters cannot be eaten raw, so the blood cannot be spared.

But although it was understandable intellectually, Jiang Zhuyue still felt a little uncomfortable looking at Jianxiu's pale and thin lips stained with blood.

But soon, Jiang Zhuyue suppressed the discomfort in her heart, took out a snow-white handkerchief from her bosom and handed it over, smiled and gestured to Jianxiu's lips and said, "Wipe?"

Surface work still needs to be done.

But Jianxiu didn't move towards Jiang Zhuyue's side.

Jiang Zhuyue could feel that Jianxiu was examining him through the black gold belt, but Jiang Zhuyue had no choice but to bite the bullet and stretch out his hand like this.

After a while, the sword cultivator said "thank you" lightly, and reached out to take the handkerchief.

Jiang Zhuyue breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Jiang Zhuyue realized that the sword cultivator's fingers seemed to have a jade-like color, with a slight glaze in the transparency, slightly hard and cold.

Hands that have been trained to the extreme in this way are probably invulnerable to fire and water, and invulnerable to swords and guns.

Jiang Zhuyue took another look at her slender, fair, but soft and delicate hands.

envy, jealousy, hate.

When did he develop such a physique?Even if it is only half, it is much better than now.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhuyue couldn't help but look at Jianxiu a few more times.

Looking at it this way, Jiang Zhuyue: ...

The sword cultivator wiped the corners of his lips with the handkerchief Jiang Zhuyue gave him, but it seemed that the monster's blood was too sticky. After wiping it, not only did it not wipe clean, but it also covered half of Jian Xiu's frosty chin.

Jiang Zhuyue was stunned for a moment, but couldn't hold back: "Pfft——"

Sword repair:?

"Not wiped clean."

Jianxiu wiped it twice again, turning the piece into two big flowers.

Jiang Zhuyue: ...

Jiang Zhuyue suppressed a smile, took out another handkerchief, leaned over and said, "Don't move."