Junior Brother, please wake up

When Jian Yang woke up, it was already afternoon. When he sat up, he saw a young man crouching under a tree not far away. The young man seemed to have been guarding there, holding a sword and sleeping lightly. It was afternoon at this moment. , Little cicadas chirped, he slept peacefully leaning on the sword, his long eyelashes cast a shadow around his eye sockets, and the blue under his eyes exposed the bad sleep of his master.

Jian Yang sighed in his heart. He actually knew that this little guy was different from himself. He was really practicing desperately. It was fine when he was not attached to himself before. He practiced during the day and could rest more or less honestly at night.

Now he clings to himself during the day, and practices exercises non-stop at night. He doesn't listen to what he says, and he doesn't know who his temperament is like. It stands to reason that he, a big brother, has such a casual personality, so he shouldn't have taught this stubborn ass.

In the end, Jian Yang went over and hugged the child to the tree and rattan bed, letting him have a good sleep. He didn't know when this illusion would end, but if this little guy was still the main stallion.

Then he couldn't escape the fate of being sacrificed in the end. Jian Yang tilted his head, and the light and shadow fell through the gap between the trees and fell on the two of them. His eyes only fell on the young man.

He has been lethargic lately, but he has dreamed about a lot of things. He gradually felt that these were some fragmentary memories. If he had chosen to save this child and do it all over again, would he still make the same choice?

The people on the tree and vines were sleeping soundly, and a person came up from the mountain not far away, and Jian Yang waved at her from a distance, signaling her to stop.

In order not to wake people up by walking over, he walked over to Zhong Xiu and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Xiu clenched her fists and saluted, she first looked tentatively at the sleeping person under the tree, then she naturally looked away, and said respectfully: "Brother, the disciple meeting is about to be held, and the master asked you to choose someone. "

"Understood." Jian Yang nodded. This kind of thing is not difficult for him, at most it is just a little troublesome. After he agreed, he saw that Zhong Xiu did not leave, but hesitant to speak. appearance.

"Why?" Jian Yang's words are always a little light, although not indifferent, but always like the friendship between gentlemen is as pale as water, which makes people dare not go too far.

"Eldest brother, how can the little brother sleep here, this...is unreasonable." Zhong Xiu said it anyway. Recently, the little brother has been pestering the big brother, but the big brother who has never liked to be close to others unexpectedly Not driving him away, how can one bear it, the elder brother belongs to everyone, when will Cheng Yaojin, who has been killed, be monopolized.

Jian Yang raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect to extend his hand so wide, his face turned cold, and his displeasure was palpable: "I have my own measure."

These words were a bit more indifferent than before. Who could not hear the coldness? Zhong Xiu trembled in the scorching summer, and the courage she had just been pumped up disappeared in an instant. She quickly admitted her mistake: "Yes. The disciple crossed the line, please forgive me, big brother."

"Go down." Jian Yang didn't want to say more, he turned around and left. He didn't have this ability before, but now he has it. Naturally, he doesn't need to restrain his thoughts. He can be with whoever he wants to be with. Do I need the consent of others?

Passing by the tree vines, Jian Yang went directly to the study to draw up the list. Among the tree vines not far away, Lin Xuanhe's eyes opened, and he heard all Zhong Xiu's words just now. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of cruelty that didn't match his age, anyone who tried to separate him from his elder brother would be damned.

The annual disciple meeting is extraordinarily grand, the news has swept through the entire sect, and it revolves around it everywhere, and the disciples talk about it after dinner.

When Jian Yang was having dinner at night, he asked Lin Xuanhe what he thought, and seeing that Lin Xuanhe was really willing, he added his name with confidence, that Ximen Yanghong should pay more attention to it, and the others should be more careful. Don't worry about him.

Situ Jin...

Not bad at all, no problem.

As long as Lin Xuanhe doesn't share a room with his unlucky Gongye Qiyang, everything will be fine.

On the day of the disciple meeting, I still came to this mountain as usual, but with different identities and different moods. It was still Situ Jin who came to greet me. Severity when reprimanding oneself.

After the lottery was over, Jian Yang went to the exclusive dormitory for the senior disciples. If he remembered correctly, only Lin Xuanhe lived in the exclusive dormitory among the senior disciples in the previous life. Go get involved with an ordinary disciple of yourself.

This life is good, finally I don't have to see those people, and spend my luxurious single room!

Pushing open the door outside, Jian Yang smiled slightly, but when he saw a few people inside the door, the smile froze on his face.

Situ Jin, Gongye Qiyang, Ximen Yanghong, none of them are alone, they are all here.

Jian Yang: "..."

"Isn't this Brother Lin?" Ximen Yanghong still looked like an old god, savoring the tea carefully, but it was of no use. Now Jian Yang already knew that this product was actually broken to the bone.

As a person whom Situ Jin met not long ago, she just nodded politely, not overly affectionate, but not alienated.

On the contrary, Qi Yang still has that violent temper, his eyes are full of disdain, Jian Yang thought that in reality Qi Yang looked down on him, and it was also because of his low rank, but looking at it now, he doesn't look down on his disciples, he looks down on everyone.

Sure enough, Qi Yang said: "Which gust of wind brought you here, didn't you always disdain to sleep with us?"

Jian Yang frowned, always feeling that this guy had an inexplicable hostility towards him. He searched his memory repeatedly, but there was nothing that offended him.

But if he argues with Gang Jing, it will only fuel his arrogance, and it will only go too far.

So Jian Yang decided to pretend that he couldn't see, so he had to cross over.

Qi Yang didn't speak anymore, he just went into his own room honestly, a few people gathered in the hall where they drank tea, in fact they were just meeting each other, they still had their own rooms.

Jian Yang still couldn't let go of what Ximen Yanghong did to Ximen Yanghong in his heart. Even if he knew that Ximen Yanghong in this illusion might not be the one outside, forgive him for feeling panicked.

He nodded perfunctorily and entered his room.

When he got to the house, he was lying on the bed, suddenly he was a little puzzled, didn't Qi Yang come here with two people before?Which one?

Why is this a little different, what butterfly effect?

However, he couldn't help thinking about all of this, and soon the organizers of the disciple competition sent costumes and tokens.

The general rules are almost the same as before. Simply speaking, the disciple competition is the same as previous years, no, it is the same as everything I have experienced before, without any suspense. It is still the same process and the same venue.

Jian Yang even met Zhang Quandan, and Zhang Quandan was still cheerful at the moment, which reminded Jian Yang of the three wishes he promised to himself.

It's time to think about it after you go out.

Zhang Quandan was keenly aware of Jian Yang's gaze. Although the distance between the two was nearly [-] meters, he still sensed his sight immediately, and nodded at Jian Yang from a long distance away, as a face-to-face meeting.

Jian Yang has no objection to Zhang Quandan, and naturally he paid back the courtesy. He is now fully focused on his junior brothers, especially after discovering that these senior brothers are all hysterical brothers.

Gongye Qi Yang is talking non-stop at the moment, and has been forcing to talk about Wen Feng's goodness, for fear that others will not know that his junior is Wen Feng, and Jian Yang's head hurts when he hears it.

When he lived in the same room before, he felt that Qi Yang was very attached to Wen Feng, but at that time it was probably because Wen Feng was right in front of him that he couldn't brag about it, but now that he is not in front of him, he completely exposed his nature of being a controlling brother.

When Qi Yang was eloquent, Jian Yang sat next to him, and he responded from time to time, perfunctory three times: That's it, it's not bad, it's pretty good.

Although anyone can hear this, Qi Yang's IQ can more clearly hear the perfunctory, but he didn't get angry abruptly, but looked at Jian Yang with a little friendliness and sympathy.

This Jian Yang felt really inexplicable, what was going on, why did he still feel sympathetic.

"What's wrong?" Jian Yang simply asked.

Qi Yang probably didn't expect Jian Yang to ask straight to the point, so he said bluntly: "Wen Feng is indeed my most satisfied junior, but your junior...

He hesitated to speak, but everyone knew what he didn't finish, because no one knew about Lin Xuanhe's condition. He was born unable to cultivate, and he was still practicing Qi until now.

Jian Yang: "It's nothing. Innate deficiencies can be made up for later in life. I believe that Wenfeng's current achievements are naturally inseparable from his hard work. Although my junior is mediocre in talent, he has a wonderful heart."

This was the first time that Jian Yang fought back so harshly after the perfunctory Sanlian. He really didn't bother to argue with others, but he defended his shortcomings, saying that he could, and that his junior was not good.

What never expected was that Qi Yang would be unhappy at first, but he actually said: "Yes, Wen Feng really worked hard."

With his smiling face, it seems that whoever praises Wenfeng is complimenting him, he is too flattered.

Jian Yang: "..." This is too much

He couldn't be bothered to talk to this brother-in-law. The game over there was also at a fever pitch. He was bored in every possible way, and finally waited until Lin Xuanhe appeared.

What Lin Xuanhe fought was not his own waters, but a desert. What they were competing for was who was the first to walk out of the desert. Water source, the best way is to let one of them leave, and then send someone back to pick up the other party. If you don't do this, no one will be able to go out.

However, this is actually the hardest part. Don't forget that the title of the competition is: who will walk out of the desert first.