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But without the control over his legs, Ji Qingning was particularly afraid of heights.

But the hyacinth grew on the edge of the cliff, and Ji Qingning would be defeated by fear even if he wanted to take a closer look.

So he just watched from a distance, just watching is fine.

Zhuang Qiu couldn't help but lead people directly to the cliff. The hyacinths bloomed very enthusiastically, growing upwards in clusters, and purple flowers like waterfalls rushed out.

When you look at it from a distance, the flowers are one piece at a time. Only when you look closely can you feel the vigorous vitality of these flowers.

Every flower is growing hard, just like all living beings living in the world.

The wind on the cliff blew across his cheeks, and Ji Qingning's hand touched the purple flower.

It was already afternoon when Xiao Yi came back, from the cave to the cliff, the sun was about to set.

On the top of the mountain, the majestic sun turned into a brilliant crimson, slowly sinking into the ground from the horizon.

Zhuang Qiu and Ji Qingning had a tacit understanding and didn't say anything, they just watched the sun sink silently.

When the last ray of light disappears in the sky.

Zhuang Qiu patted the wheelchair and said, "Let's go."

"Are you happy?" Zhuang Qiu pushed the wheelchair back and asked Ji Qingning.

What Ji Qingning had to admit was that when the breeze caressed his cheeks, when the wheelchair rolled over the ground, and his hands actually touched the flowers and dew, he was happy.

However, he didn't want Zhuang Qiu to know, let alone make him proud.

Ji Qingning is also a person who can act, he said indifferently: "The beautiful scenery is beautiful, but the people are average."

Zhuang Qiu lightly smiled and said nothing.

"You also signed up for the year-end conference?"

"Reported."

"Well, it's time for you to show your talents."

Ji Qingning frowned and looked back at Zhuang Qiu.

He is really strange, sometimes he is furious, sometimes he is extremely vile, and sometimes he is as flat as a glass of water.

"It turns out that you can also say good things."

Hearing Ji Qingning's voice, Zhuang Qiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Most of the time, what I say is good. Could it be that the junior brother I praised is not happy?"

Ji Qingning recalled Zhuang Qiu's love words again, and immediately frowned, his good mood was completely ruined.

There is always a sense of guilt in his heart. He betrayed the master, and now he has no face to be with the master anymore.

Zhuang Qiu's words always remind him of this.

"I'm going back." Ji Qingning said coldly.

"Okay." Zhuang Qiu didn't say anything more, he was silent all the way, pushed the man down the cliff, and returned to his residence.

The members of the Huajian School were assigned to Shenji Peak, thirty miles away from Wanjian Cave, and the Qingyuan Mountains were connected by iron chains. Usually, the disciples of the sect would not be able to fly with swords, so they used iron chains to pass.

The day before the year-end meeting, Zhuang Qiu went to the main peak, Qingyuan Mountain, to draw lots to decide the order.

The master still hasn't returned, and Zhuang Qiu's sixth sword has not been fully cultivated.

In the morning, he wanted to take Ji Qingning to draw lots, but who knew that Ji Qingning had already left, Zhuang Qiu looked at the empty Wanjian Cave for a while, and walked towards the iron chain plank road with the sword on his back.

Some of the iron chains on the top of the mountain were submerged in the sea of ​​clouds, and the end could not be seen at a glance with their spiritual sense, so most of the disciples walked through them cautiously.

When the disciples below were walking cautiously, a sword light flashed in the sky.

"! It's Senior Brother Zhuang Qiu's Yujian!"

"Senior brother Yu Jian is so handsome, when can I learn Yu Jian?"

"With your understanding, wait another few decades."

Zhuang Qiu didn't care about the exclamation of the disciples below, he only had the destination in his eyes, and Zhuang Qiu didn't even spend a stick of incense on the journey that took those people two hours to pass.

The main peak, Qingyuan Mountain, has already been decorated with lanterns and festoons. This should be Xiao Yi's handwriting. Xiao Yi is a very face-saving person, so whenever there is a happy event, red lanterns should be hung exaggeratedly to show the celebration.

Before getting close in the air, Zhuang Qiu saw that Qingyuan Mountain had turned into a red hilltop.

He was a little surprised and said: "Uncle Xiao Yi has hung up so much red silk. Didn't he say that money is tight, and he doesn't dare to spend a penny of Lingshi?"

Zhuang Qiu lowered his sword and scanned the surroundings. Not many disciples came, but Ji Qingning had already arrived.

He was at the drawing lot, reviewing politely with others.

"Senior brother's extreme swordsmanship is orthodox, and what I practice is nothing more than a low-level one."

"Junior Brother, don't say that. One of the talismans is also in the upper three realms, so it's not a stream."

Ji Qingning smiled elegantly and easy-going, waved his hands and said: "I haven't started the Dao of Talismans yet, I just learned some superficial things at the moment."

"Junior Brother is too self-effacing. I have never met Junior Brother in previous conferences. Is this the first time Junior Brother participates in the year-end conference?"

"That's right, Qing Ning practiced under Elder Shenyin and is the second disciple of Elder Shenyin."

"Shenyin?" The disciple's eyes lit up.

"It's Senior Brother Zhuang Qiu's Master, right? You are actually Senior Brother Zhuang Qiu's Junior Brother. Disrespect and disrespect."

Ji Qingning's expression did not change at all, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Is my senior brother so famous?"

"It's not an exaggeration to say that in the eyes of us, Senior Brother Zhuang Qiu's name is even louder than that of Elder Shenyin. I don't know if you have seen the year-end competition last year. The fellowship sect invited by the head is the Hehuan Sect. You also know the third-rate ways of the Hehuan Sect. They don't care about the morality of the competition, and they use medicines on our disciples. Our Taixuan Sword Sect is really ugly, and some disciples simply cannot withstand the charm of the Hehuan Sect. , I will have sex with his female disciple on the spot."

Ji Qingning's teeth chattered when he heard the words Hehuan School.

He still clearly remembered the swelling and pain in his lower body, and he couldn't shoot anything, but it still felt hard and uncomfortable.

"Senior brother Zhuang Qiu fought against the Hehuan faction by himself, and beat them to pieces. The Holy Mother's charm of the Hehuan sect didn't work at all on senior brother Zhuang Qiu, and we all cried out of anger."

"It's really cool." The senior brother said with extraordinarily intense emotions, as if he was the one who kept the sect in the fire and water.

Ji Qingning hadn't seen it at the end-of-year meeting last year, so he didn't know exactly what Zhuang Qiu did.

He only knew that Zhuang Qiu had been elected as the chief of the three consecutive conferences, and that he had elevated Wanjian Cave's status among the peaks, becoming the second only to the Small Wuxiang Peak.

Ji Qingning frowned and thought: Even the charm of the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect doesn't work for him?Then he felt what that hard thing was, was it a dog's?

Ji Qingning was dubious about this rumor, and when he looked up, he happened to see Zhuang Qiu.

Zhuang Qiu was looking at him.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Zhuang Qiu first turned his head away, and looked at the lottery table through Ji Qingning.

Ji Qingning looked at Zhuang Qiu, and suddenly realized.

He really didn't seem to be looking at anyone but himself.

Could it be that this sex embryo is really a lover?