After crossing, I became a group pet

The host of the sword competition was Shengting College, but the venue was not in the college, but in the Chechao Opera House, which was in front of the Atrium Palace.

Think about the buildings that can be built in front of the atrium palace, it must be beautiful and resplendent.

The huge minaret building chiseled from a large piece of jade stands on the ground. Because the color of the jade itself has a variety of gradients, the color of the building's appearance is changeable, like a rainbow wearing a whole body. characteristics of art.

During normal times, Gwanghae's best musicians play instruments inside.

But today is different. Today's Chechao Opera House is destined to be full of fighting spirit, and the surging vitality will flood the entire opera house.

The original shells, conch shells, gauze and other decorations of the opera house were taken off, and replaced with colorful flags and golden rotating runes. The elves played their trumpets and flew in the air, casting a handful of illusory little symbols of war in the air. sword.

Mu Ziyang was riding a Pegasus, followed by a row of wanton teenagers. They waved their swords and split the colored flags. Decorative colored flags hung down one by one, and landed on the tall buildings without any rules.

Seeing that the decorations were destroyed, the teacher in charge jumped up and down, raised his head and shouted: "Who's brat, let your parents come to me!"

Many high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen, famous people, and even wise hermits were invited to the competition. They were not sloppy at all. If there was a problem with the colorful flags, they immediately arranged for people to repair it.

A colorful flag fell on Su Qingmian's toes, he bent down to pick it up, and Mu Ziyang controlled the Tianma to land beside him.

The wind from the waving of Tianma's wings blew Su Qingmian's hair.

Just about to say hello to Mu Ziyang, before Su Qingmian opened his mouth, Mu Ziyang left with his head held high.

Su Qingmian: "..."

A servant stuffed a time flower ball into Su Qingmian's arms: "I'll use it later, my lord, keep it safe."

Su Qingmian nodded and held the bouquet.

The time flower ball can be seen on various occasions, and it is a commonly used object to set off the atmosphere, just like the modern ribbon gold powder.

There was a queue to enter the Chechao Opera House. Su Qingmian followed the crowd, and it was not his turn after queuing for a long time.

Feng Yuan, who was riding a tall winged beast, passed by the VIP passage beside him, and patted Su Qingmian on the shoulder with a snort: "Your brother didn't tell you, can you go directly to the VIP passage?"

Su Qingmian was startled by the giant lion-shaped winged beast first, and then looked up to see Feng Yuan on it: "My brother hasn't come yet, my lord."

Feng Yuan smiled lightly, that depressed and sickly looking face turned out to be pretty when he smiled: "Oh, your brother is a workaholic, it's normal not to be interested in this kind of thing."

"Oh, there is no way." Su Qingmian spread her hands.

Feng Yuan rode a winged beast to block the front, and the people behind couldn't get through. Yun Mirage, who was riding a dragon, knocked on the cushion impatiently and made a thumping sound: "Hey, can you go?"

Feng Yuan turned around and smiled at him as a sign of apology.

He reached out and lifted Su Qingmian like a chicken, and put it behind him: "Then I'll take you in."

"Thank you."

Su Qingmian walked up the VIP passage under the envious eyes of the people in line.

"Who is that person? Feng Yuan, the chief minister, let him sit on his winged beast."

"He is Master Xiao Su, have you seen it under the sky, he founded it."

"Oh oh, no wonder."

"..."

As soon as they entered the arena, someone knelt on the ground and asked Feng Yuan to step down on his back. After Feng Yuan got down, he reached out to hold Su Qingmian's hand.

Unable to get used to stepping on people, Su Qingmian leaped while supporting the saddle with his hands, and landed firmly on the ground.

The servant led down Fengyuan's winged beast and Mirage's dragon.

The interior of the Chechao Opera House is as large as three football fields, with stepped VIP seats on the top and a recessed wall below, on which a majestic white cat is engraved.

Su Qingmian's gaze was glued to the relief of the white cat, and his head went blank when he saw the words next to it.

——Painted by Su Qi.

This moment is the animal body drawn by his father Su Qi.

Feng Yuan stood beside him: "It was specially engraved for this sword competition. The original intention of holding the sword competition is to commemorate Su Qihua who created the Su family sword, that is, your father."

Su Qingmian nodded, silently looking away.

Feng Yuan and Yun Mian walked beside Su Qingmian, one on the left and the other on the right, like bodyguards.

Su Qingmian was numb: "My lords, are you alright?"

Why follow him, he can't afford to hire two people as his bodyguards.

Mirage whispered in his ear mysteriously: "Actually, Lord Tianshu asked us to send you in. He saw you waiting in line at the door for a long time, and his heart ached."

Su Qingmian blushed, and subconsciously looked around for the sound of listening to the night.

Feng Yuan poured a basin of cold water down: "How could he be here, he's upstairs."

The hall was full of students from the Holy Pavilion Academy and aristocrats who could not be named. The students were full of energy, running and frolicking, bumping into the wine servants many times.

Thinking about it, it is impossible for the sound of the night to be in such a messy place, he should wait for the sword competition to start in a tall private room.

Mirage hooked Su Qingmian's shoulders familiarly, and raised the corners of his mouth evilly: "Does your brother know about your relationship with Master Tianshu? It's not 01:30, if they find out that you're secretly together, they won't be so mad."

Undoubtedly, Yun Mian is the person from Ling Ye Sheng's side. He is blaming the Su family for their attitude towards Lord Tianshu. Didn't the younger brother secretly get together with Master Tianshu? Huh, ridiculous, sad.

Su Qingmian was expressionless: "Master Yunyan must be very busy at ordinary times. He even takes care of little things. Ling Yesheng should reward you as a model worker. It's best to build a statue for you at the Fuguang end, so that other courtiers will look at you." Match."

Yun Mi clapped her hands, as if she was very happy: "Okay, okay, then you have to blow the wind with Master Tianshu."

Feng Yuan cast a disapproving glance at Yun Mirage, and smoothed things over: "Let's find a place to sit."

"it is good."

Su Qingmian walked forward, Yun Mian hooked his shoulder and said, "Hey, don't worry, let's talk about it first, Mr. Xiao Su wants to sit with us, or wait for Su Wuhuai's destiny to come, and then sit down. .”

This is to force Su Qingmian to choose between Ling Yesheng and his brothers.

"I'm sorry, Master Yunyan, let me interrupt. Su Qingmian is my student. Everyone in the sword competition is participating as a student, so he is sitting on the side of the academy." Zhou Xueqi walked over, and he softly With a smile, there seemed to be a pool of spring water hidden in his eyes.

Yun Mian clicked his tongue and let go of Su Qingmian.

Su Qingmian followed behind Zhou Xueqi, and sat down on a seat exclusive to the academy.

Zhou Xueqi looked at Su Qingmian with a faint sadness on the face of autumnal equinox rolling leaves: "What is the relationship between you and Master Tianshu now?"

"spouse."

Since Zhou Xueqi asked, Su Qingmian told the truth.

"You still chose him."

Su Qingmian avoided Zhou Xueqi's gaze: "I have nothing good, you don't need to waste time on me, I..."

Zhou Xueqi raised her hand, interrupting Su Qingmian's words: "I understand that if you lose, you lose."

He took a deep look at Su Qingmian, hesitated, "If one day you find that Master Tianshu is not someone worthy of your entrustment, please look back, I will always be here." The corners of his eyes were red.

Su Qingmian shook her head: "You really don't have to do this."

Zhou Xueqi stopped talking, and sat in the seat specially arranged for him.

Su Qingmian stared blankly at Zhou Xueqi's back while holding the time flower ball, then shook her head and stopped looking at him.

After a while, Yun Mirage ran over covering his face, the clothes on the sleeves were scratched by a sword, and there were dried blood on his fingers.

Passing through the seat, Yun Mirage raised her head and said to Su Qingmian, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

"No...it's okay..."

Su Qingmian stood up, Yun Mian put down his hand, there was a five-finger palm print floating on his face, the palm print was swollen very high, like a small steamed bun, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

Who would dare to fight Mirage, the second of the tenth-ranked ministers?

Even Feng Yuan, the head of the important ministers, had to consider how heavy his hands were when he wanted to fight Mirage.

Su Qingmian thought about it and could only think of the sound of the night.

Ling Yesheng probably heard what Yun Mirage said to him, and forced him to make a choice, and beat Yun Mirage like this in a fit of anger.

Where is the sound of the night, he seems to see him, just now, hug him, kiss him.

Enough is enough, as far as Ling Yesheng is overwhelmed by the cold but can't help himself, it is enough to be able to do heavy hand to his confidant for his sake.

This shows that Su Qingmian's position in Ling Yesheng's heart is higher than that of important ministers.

After Yun Mi apologized, she turned around and left, passing by Zhou Xueqi and said coldly: "Master Beizhou Tianming, come with me?"

"Ok?"

"Master Tianshu is looking for you."

"it is good."

Zhou Xueqi got up and followed Yun Mirage away.

The students running around in the hall gradually calmed down and did

Sit back to your original position and talk to people in front, back, left, and right.

Wan Ke'er wore a tight sword uniform, and she could see her exquisite figure under the school uniform. Su Qingmian whistled frivolously at her.

Wan Ke'er sat down beside Su Qingmian with a red face: "Is it weird that I dress like this?"

"It's strange."

Wan Ke'er's back was stiff.

Su Qingmian chuckled, and patted her on the head: "It's so pretty, silly girl."

After realizing it, Wan Ke'er slapped him shyly: "You are really..."

When beating someone, the Du Hanyu on Wan Ke'er's wrist collided with each other, making a crisp sound, and Su Qingmian gasped, "Why are your beads missing?"

He remembered that Wan Ke'er's beads had been gathered enough to wrap around her wrist, and now there were only three scattered beads.

Wan Keer raised her wrist and pursed her lips: "Three is my lucky number. I specially picked out the three most beautiful Du Hanyu, hoping to bless me to win the first place."

Su Qingmian couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, as long as you are happy."

Some little thoughts of girls are really naive and cute.