I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

He Zizhuo looked at Shu Lingjia's back and didn't stop him.

He always knew how much Shu Lingjia cared about him as a master, and also understood his soft heart, so when Shu Lingjia left the sect, He Zizhuo didn't take it seriously.

Even just now, he firmly believed that Shu Lingjia would not be able to refuse after he said those words.

But it wasn't until now that he suddenly realized how determined Shu Lingjia was to leave. He really made up his mind as soon as he left and didn't want to come back.

But even so, after all, he couldn't remain indifferent when he heard that he was about to go through a catastrophe. Just now when Shu Lingjia offered to find Zong Wuxin, he still took this matter on him.

This kid is really stubborn and soft-hearted.

Today, many changes have taken place, and there may still be many arrangements that need to be reconsidered.

He Zizhuo flicked his sleeves, and the door closed with a "snap" in front of his eyes.

The wind is very tight tonight, even the non-stop snowflakes in summer seem to be a bit bigger, the wind pours snowflakes in from the sleeves, and it turns into mist in an instant, blowing Shu Lingjia's clothes hem rattling .

He was very afraid that He Zizhuo would stop him from saying something, but the other party didn't say anything, but it also left him with an inexplicable emptiness in his heart.

Shu Lingjia walked out of the small courtyard quickly, and was about to turn towards the side path, but a person rushed towards him and grabbed his arm.

Shu Lingjia raised his eyes, slightly surprised: "Brother Jing?"

Jing Feitong scanned him from top to bottom, and then said: "Well, it's me."

He just heard that Shu Lingjia was called here, so he rushed over here in a hurry.

As long as Jing Feitong thought about it for a while, he knew that the sword trial meeting had been held for many days, and the Qizong side did not express anything. Seeing that Shu Lingjia and Jiang Rong were about to decide the winner, such a sudden event, so it is possible There are only two purposes.

One is to ask Shu Lingjia to give up Jiang Rong, to give up the leader, and to preserve the face of the Lingxiao faction, and the other is to let Shu Lingjia return to the Qizong.

These two requests, no matter which one was put forward, are tantamount to clearly using and consuming Shu Lingjia's last bit of affection for the sect.

So after Jing Feitong heard it, he came out to look for him without thinking. He was worried that He Zizhuo would force Shu Lingjia to stay there, but fortunately he had already come out at this time.

Seeing Shu Lingjia sizing him up in surprise, Jing Feitong immediately realized that it was probably because his face was very ugly at this time.

So he took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said softly: "You are here, so I can find it easily."

Shu Lingjia asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with your face... What happened?"

The moonlight is like water, sprinkled on this mountain top, and the wind is blowing, outlining his whole figure into a blurred outline, the handsome and sharp eyebrows and eyes are like clouds and smoke, like a dream, seeming to be real and unreal, as if at any time In the pale moonlight, it looks bright and lonely.

This scene is very beautiful, but Jing Feitong only feels sorry for it.

He whispered: "It's okay, I'm afraid you will conflict with Sect Leader He. Just come out."

Shu Lingjia blurted out, "There are indeed some small disputes."

Jing Feitong looked at him.

Shu Lingjia said: "He asked me to go back, but I... still didn't agree."

"I know that Shizun has calamity, but I shouldn't have done this, but I..."

Jing Feitong interrupted him, saying, "There's nothing wrong with it."

His tone was very firm: "I know, the reason why you refused to return to the Qizong after you came down the mountain was not because you were afraid that you would not be able to gain a foothold in the sect, nor was it because you were trying to lose your temper. The beautiful memories of the past are torn apart by the contradictions of today."

Shu Lingjia suddenly looked up at him, Jing Feitong smiled at Shu Lingjia: "If you want me, I will do the same."

But Shu Lingjia was so careful to leave something behind, but the Airbender insisted on forcing him to smash all those things.

He raised his hand, patted Shu Lingjia's sleeves on both sides, and evaporated the mist from his whole body.However, a thin layer of snow fell on Jing Feitong's own shoulders, which has not yet been brushed off.

Putting down his hands, Jing Feitong saw that Shu Lingjia was just staring at him without speaking, so his smile faded, and he asked, "Didn't anything else happen?"

"It's okay." Shu Lingjia looked away and said, "I just think you're doing well."

He paused, and said in a low voice, "Such heavy snow and such strong wind affect my mood. It's annoying to walk back by myself."

Jing Feitong smiled and said: "Then let's go together, fortunately I haven't forgotten some little spells I learned in the past."

As he spoke, he pulled Shu Lingjia towards him, and propped up a barrier to block the wind and snow around them.

"That's a good move." Shu Lingjia also smiled, and pushed Jing Feitong's arm, "Then let's go."

Jing Feitong smiled, followed his strength and walked a few steps forward, suddenly feeling very satisfied in his heart.

He knew that Shu Lingjia had suffered a lot of grievances, and he regretted not being able to accompany him, so every time he heard about those past events, he felt more distressed.

Right now, the wind and snow are tight, and I rushed to such a night, which isolated him from all the wind and snow, and made him smile again.

At this moment, Jing Feitong felt that he had done something for Shu Lingjia, and he was working hard to get close to and protect this person little by little.

There was a kind of sweetness and pride in his heart that had nowhere to rest, and he slowed down a little, bringing the distance between the two closer.

"Actually..." Jing Feitong said, "I came here to tell you that there is me."

Shu Lingjia said, "Huh?"

After saying a word, his heart suddenly had a place to rest, Jing Feitong said in a deep voice: "Leaving the sect alone is a helpless move, and you will not back down from this battle with Jiang Rong, but your current position will be embarrassing." .but here I am."

"I just watched from the sidelines, only favoring you, only looking at your sword, only worrying and joying for you alone, you can rest assured to compare with him... In short, no matter when, I will not leave, and I will always stand with you side."

Looking at Shu Lingjia's face, he added the last sentence like a ghost, his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Shu Lingjia heard it.

This was the first time he heard someone say, "I'm only partial to you, and I only look at your sword... I will always stand by your side" after his skills were damaged.

There were mixed emotions in my heart, and after a while, Shu Lingjia said, "Senior Brother Jing, I don't like joking with people very much, and I always take the promises made to me seriously."

When he said this, he was joking.

Jing Feitong was silent, but this time he didn't smile, and said: "I understand. I don't like joking with people very much, and I just say what I say."

This year's Sword Trial Conference is coming to an end, and there are only four competitions left, but because they are all masters, more people come to watch.

The first scene is Jiang Rong and Xie Xiaowan.

Although Jiang Rong performed extremely well in the previous competitions and can be said to be a rookie who has risen to fame in this sword competition, but in the last duel with Yu Cangliu, he used too much help uncharacteristically. The instruments and talismans were not too beautiful, which caused some criticism.

In addition, the spells of the Charming Sound School are notoriously weird and unpredictable, so comparing these two people, the outcome is really unknown.

"Jiang Rong actually has a lot of potential. I watched these few competitions in the sword test competition, and I feel that no matter what kind of opponent he faces, he is calm and determined enough, and he has improved every time."

An elder analyzed to his disciples: "It's a pity that he was not a very strong opponent in the last match, but he seemed a little flustered, and his response was not as good as before."

Those disciples nodded one after another, and a disciple said: "Master, I heard that Jiang Rong is mainly because of his outstanding talent. In fact, he has only been in the Lingxiao Sect as a teacher for only two years, and his basic skills may still be a little short."

"That's right." The elder nodded approvingly, and said, "And he's a bit slippery. He's afraid of death and injury. When attacking, he always doesn't face the enemy head-on. Sometimes pure talent and technology can be too vague... "

"Look at the sword!"

His words were interrupted by a loud shout from the field, and it was as if a thunderbolt exploded in the air, Jiang Rong's figure swayed, as fast as lightning, and he stabbed straight with his sword, piercing through a line of Xie Xiaowan's sword phantom!

There was an exclamation in the audience, and many people had expressions of astonishment.

This is not like Jiang Rong's swordsmanship, and his sword can burst out with such a strong force. You know, even when Shu Lingjia and Fang Ting confronted each other before, they couldn't directly stab the phantom with the sword. wear.

Of course, it was because of Shu Lingjia's lack of spiritual power after being injured, but what Jiang Rong lacked all along was the explosive power and vigor to face him head-on. Unexpectedly, he made up for it in one breath in this competition.

He really is an inexhaustible genius, right?How can comprehend and improve so fast?

People no longer cared about talking, and their eyes were all focused on the battlefield.

This scene ended far faster than expected. Not only was Jiang Wei not affected by the charm sound and phantom, but he didn't use any talisman or magic weapon, almost one sword at a time, to disperse the illusion of Xie Xiaowan's exhausted skills. Killed them all.

"How could it be like this, Jiang Rong has such a strong explosive power, it's really a hell."

Xiao Ning'er stood outside the arena, whispering to herself, and couldn't help but turn her head to look in He Zizhuo's direction.

After Yin Chen abandoned the match and left, no one could discuss the battle situation with her for the time being, but in Xiao Ning'er's perception, Jiang Rong has always been a person with more talent than hard work, and no matter how he behaves or when he encounters a war, he will always be a good person. They are all a bit timid and petty.

But now that Jiang Rong has overcome this defect, regardless of how he managed to achieve this in a short period of time, Xiao Ning'er is only worried about how Shu Lingjia will deal with him if she meets him.

The momentary win or loss is not the key, Xiao Ning'er will never forget the way Jiang Rong looked at her once after being provoked, that kind of sinister coldness left a deep impression on her.

Xiao Ning'er had always vaguely felt that Jiang Rong was scheming, vicious, and not a good person. She was even worried that if Shu Lingjia lost in the competition, Jiang Rong would secretly use tricks to harm him.

With this kind of worry, when it was Shu Lingjia's turn to play, Xiao Ning'er didn't know whether she should expect him to win or not.

But no matter what she wished, Shu Lingjia still defeated Tang Guan, and then Tang Guan and Xie Xiaowan will compete for the third and fourth place, and the leader of this sword test meeting will be between Jiang Rong and Shu Lingjia.

In fact, many disciples who were unwilling to be dismissed were quite critical of this result.

Because no matter whether he wins or loses this battle, being second in a conference of this scale is enough to become a capital that can be discussed in the future, and Jiang Rong has a bad character, and enjoying such a status always makes people feel unfair.

But he was born with this ability, and other than complaining behind his back, there was nothing he could do.

Xiao Ning'er thought about it, was still worried, and finally couldn't hold it back. At night, when no one was looking, she sneaked to find Shu Lingjia.

When she passed by, Shu Lingjia was practicing sword in the yard, Xiao Ning'er stood at the door and called out: "Senior brother."

Shu Lingjia stopped his momentum and turned around, thrust Weimeng into the ground casually, and then said strangely: "Ning'er? Why are you here?"

Xiao Ning'er was always uneasy in her heart, knowing that she must be a little flustered at this time, so she collected herself and said, "It's okay, just walk around. Brother, your injury... is it all healed? "

Shu Lingjia said: "It's not completely good, it's still worse, but it's not a problem."

Xiao Ning'er knew what he meant by "a little worse", which should mean that the injury was not serious, so she paused, but still couldn't hold back, and said, "Then you really want to compare yourself with Jiang Yu tomorrow?"

Shu Lingjia actually smiled: "Then what if I say I dare not fight him anymore? Doesn't it make me look worthless."

Xiao Ning'er said: "I knew you had to say that. But Jiang Rong is getting stronger every game, I'm worried that he will hurt you. Don't look at him pretending all day, he is actually not a good guy, he makes bad ideas every day .Otherwise, I wouldn’t have blamed you in the first place.”

Shu Lingjia said: "Who is he, how can I not know. Since I have suffered losses before, of course I have to be on guard now. I know it, so you don't have to worry about it."

Xiao Ning'er also knew about Shu Lingjia's temper. Once a decision was made, even the king of heaven would not be able to persuade her. Since the other party said so, she could only nod her head.

After a little hesitation, Xiao Ning'er asked again: "But if you beat Jiang Rong this time, won't you come back?"

When Shu Lingjia heard this topic again, his eyes flashed involuntarily, and he put the sword back into the scabbard, and said, "Yes."

The movement of his sword retracting reminded Xiao Ning'er of the first time she saw Shu Lingjia.

It was a group of young people practicing swords in the martial arts arena, among them he was the most outstanding, the best-looking, smartly dressed and with outstanding demeanor.

When he was the first to fly the opponent's sword, he pulled a sword flower, put the sword back into the scabbard, and smiled at the same time.

There was a ray of light falling on that smile, which was dazzling and eye-catching.

At that moment, my heart throbbed.

She likes to see Shu Lingjia's proud and unrestrained appearance the most, he is unrestrained and nothing can trap him.

But later in the sect, she almost never saw Shu Lingjia smile like this again.

Unwillingness and responsibility, teacher's kindness and ego, such repeated struggles also drained his spirit little by little.

If Shu Lingjia doesn't return to the sect, then there will be less and less interaction between them, but if he comes back, maybe he won't be like Shu Lingjia anymore.

Xiao Ning'er took a deep breath, smiled and said to Shu Lingjia: "It's fine if you don't come back, I don't think you're happy in the sect at all. You don't have to listen to those rumors, no matter what you choose, we brothers and sisters We all understand that wherever you like, you can be there."

Shu Lingjia couldn't help looking at her.

Xiao Ning'er met Shu Lingjia's gaze, and smiled sweetly at him: "Senior brother, it's not easy for you to pick up the sword again, but you can take it well."

After she finished speaking, she turned around quickly and left without looking back.

Shu Lingjia unconsciously took a step in her direction, then stopped, watching Xiao Ning'er go away.

At this time, not far from the door, another voice came slowly, saying: "This girl treats you well."

Shu Lingjia glanced in that direction, but saw no one, and said, "What are you doing sneakily, come in."

The next moment, Jing Feitong appeared in front of Shu Lingjia.

Shu Lingjia said, "Did you hear what we said?"

Jing Feitong said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I just came here and only heard the last few words."

He looked at Shu Lingjia: "She likes you very much."

Shu Lingjia's face became hot, "tsk" and said: "What are you talking about? That's my junior sister!"

Jing Feitong shook his head, then shut up.

After a pause, Shu Lingjia said again: "If you have been in close contact with me, there will be no good end, it's just a fellowship."

Jing Feitong smiled and nodded, speechless for a while.

He could see that Shu Lingjia was telling the truth, he only treated Xiao Ning'er as a junior sister.Apart from the relationship between men and women, it is still a very good thing that there is such a person in the sect who is willing to understand and care about him.

Jing Feitong was just thinking, even Xiao Ning'er said that, so how did Shu Lingjia live before?

It's a pity that during the days when he was depressed, he was not blessed to be with him, so could this girl be by his side and spend it with him?

Jing Feitong didn't want to think about it anymore.

Shu Lingjia inexplicably felt that the current silence made him a little uncomfortable, and asked, "Why don't you talk? What are you thinking?"

Jing Feitong said: "It's okay, I didn't think about anything. Just now your junior sister's advice is very reasonable, Jiang Rong will not be easy to deal with tomorrow."

By now, he was absolutely certain that there was an unknown mysterious power in Jiang Rong's body, and it was not so much that Shu Lingjia wanted to defeat him, but rather that he was contending with this power.

This time, Shu Lingjia didn't say "no problem" lightly like she did to Xiao Ning when she was a child.

He lifted his robe and sat down on the stone bench next to him, and said: "Yes, although my old injury is still not healed, and the skills I practiced in it in the past can only be used to [-]%, but it was a blessing in disguise. After the foundation is destroyed, for The mind sect's sword manual for the sword full of distracting thoughts has a lot of experience, but the time is too short, and there are many places that are not clear, so I have no idea."

The current Shu Lingjia can be said to be the best of both Jixinzong and Qizong. Once his injuries can heal, then compared to his previous level, his realm can rise a lot.But so far he can't combine well.

Jing Feitong saw the wine glass and jug on the table, so he poured a glass for each of them, picked up the glass, lightly touched Shu Lingjia's glass, and drank a glass himself.

He said, "Do you hate Jiang Rong?"

Shu Lingjia said disdainfully: "He deserves it too."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the glass and drank the wine.

Jing Feitong smiled and said: "Whether you deserve it or hate it are two different things. I have never looked down on someone like Jiang Rong before, but now I hate him very much. When he came to provoke you last time, I wish I could fix him myself."

Shu Lingjia was stunned, and his mind was a little bit overwhelmed: "Ah, why? You and him are also tied?"

Jing Feitong said: "That's not true, but I don't like people who make you unhappy. I hate whoever treats you badly... And this kind of emotion is the reason why I want to draw the sword. Love is the heart of the sword." , Emotion creates sharpness."

Shu Lingjia lowered his eyes and played with the wine glass in his hand. This time the wine was given to him by someone else, and it was a bit strong. After drinking a glass, a slight blush appeared on his jade-like cheeks.

He said, "Yes."

Shu Lingjia felt that he might be a little dizzy, so he didn't understand Jing Feitong's words for a while. Is his focus on the way of the sword, or the feeling of using the sword?

He raised his head and wanted to ask Jing Feitong something, but he just looked into the other's eyes and couldn't help being stunned.

Jing Feitong was looking at him, with thousands of emotions in his eyes that were bottomless, but there seemed to be lingering affection in his eyes, brighter than the stars at this time, lingering and flowing, scorching like burning.

At that moment, Shu Lingjia felt a sudden tug in his heart, and a very sad emotion surged up suddenly, tenderness and sadness were caught off guard, and he couldn't help being surprised.

Although he looks indifferent and alienated on the surface, he is very affectionate inside. His appearance and character are first-class and outstanding, and naturally there are many admirers. After so many years, there are men and women who like him, and some shy hints , there are quite a few people who are passionately pursuing, and Shu Lingjia has long been used to all kinds of thoughts.

In fact, Jing Feitong's two words are nothing, it can be said to be the friendship and loyalty between friends, and it is not worth thinking about at all.But from his mouth, to Shu Lingjia's ears, it seems that there are many things that are already self-evident.

Shu Lingjia felt a gap in his heart suddenly, which made him feel strangely familiar, as if the scene in front of him had happened many years ago.

Uneasy, ambiguous, tempting, disturbed, everything is hazy, and I can't help it.

But they haven't really known each other for a long time, so this kind of emotion seems very unreal, as if it was forced into his mind, which is suspicious.

Shu Lingjia couldn't help but look at Jing Feitong.

After Jing Feitong said a word, seeing Shu Lingjia frowned and looked at him, he regretted it for a while.

The time they spent together was too short, but in that quiet and strange haunted house, the person in front of him slashed across the night sky with a sword, fell from the sky full of stars, and fell into his arms. , also broke into my heart.

This person seemed to have been plucked out of his countless demons and dreams, and appeared in front of him in real life, making the long and dull life suddenly full of passionate and bright flowers.

He was obsessed and confused, crazy and had to suppress, and he kept falling in such emotions. Every time he made up his mind to find out the truth before mentioning anything else, but when he saw Xiao Ning'er just now, he felt uneasy and jealous in his heart. As if impatient to say something.

How did it get to this point?