Jing Xian knew the strength of Jing Yue and the top ten disciples from Lian Hu before, this Song Tianyuan's strength was in the early stage of the Gu Ling Realm, and the two of them were almost a big realm apart in terms of strength

Jing Xian didn't step forward to pull his sister over, a lot of words have already been said and can't be taken back, since the decision has been made, it is to prepare well, even if she has no way to defeat this guy, she can only support her brother, this is his only remaining self-esteem. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jing Xian had a calm face, raised his legs and rushed to the canteen where the disciples of the outer sect were eating, and pulled Lian Hu, who was still asking the cooks for food, and opened his mouth to ask about the selection in August.

"Little Xianzi, what does this August selection have to do with you? That's the matter of the outer disciples, whether we can enter the inner gate or not depends on the August selection, you," Lian Hu looked Jing Xian up and down, shook his head and said: "You are not even an outer disciple yet, it has nothing to do with you, it doesn't matter!"

"It's not me, it's Yue'er, Yue'er just suddenly said that she would defeat Song Tianyuan during the August selection!" Jing Xian was anxious, and he couldn't take care of his speech for a while, and his voice was a little louder, and as soon as he said this, the dining hall was even more eerily quiet, and all the monks looked at each other one by one.

Among them, they knew who Yue'er was in Jing Xian's mouth, the fastest-promoted disciple in the history of the Tianyang Sect, and he was promoted to an inner disciple in one fell swoop after coming here to cultivate for less than three years. For example, there are not many inner disciples of the Yang Sect today, and the prescribed share every year is limited, ten, ten per year, and if the other inner disciples themselves lose to the outer disciples, then his position will be replaced.

Such a regulation is cruel, but the other three sects of the Yuankang Dynasty are also such a regulation, survival of the fittest, this has always been the law of survival in the world.

Jing Yue would ask Song Tianliang to fight, such a thing was something they never expected, whether Jing Yue wanted to vent his anger to his brother or fell in love with the third position in the inner door, no one dared to laugh out loud, even Song Tianliang looked sluggish.

Now it's the middle of May, and the weather is already hot, but the August selection is scheduled for late August, so Jing Yue has more than three months to surpass Song Tianyuan, but how can it be so simple?

Lian Hu's obedient hand shook, and the steamed bun he had just picked up fell to the ground, but soon, he picked up the steamed bun, and reached out from the cage drawer to grab three or four steamed buns is to pull Jing Xian to go first, and the two just entered the house, Jing Yue walked in with her lunch box.

"Brother, Brother Huzi, have you had breakfast? I brought mine. Jing Yue smiled, and when she entered the house, she opened her lunch box, and a fragrance suddenly dispersed. The treatment of the inner disciples is very different, and their food is much better than that of the outer disciples.

Lian Hu is a delicious food, the first time he saw the food of this inner disciple, oh no, it should be the second time he saw the food of this inner disciple, and suddenly forgot everything, and picked up a plate of small dishes in the lunch box to dip him in steamed buns to eat.

However, his appearance is a bit unpleasant in this situation, it is clearly a very serious matter, what is the matter with the bulging cheeks he eats? Jing Xian regretted telling him about this.

"Brother, why don't you eat it?" Jing Yue saw that her brother didn't make a move, so she took out the bowl of special porridge in the lunch box, because there was no table, so she could only hold it.

Jing Xian stepped forward and did not take the porridge bowl in his sister's hand, but looked at his sister carefully. Jing Yue is still a child now, a child who is only twelve years old, her eyebrows and eyes have not yet grown, but the corners of her eyes are engraved with fortitude. She's been working hard, hard work.

"Yue'er, why are you so stupid?" Jing Xian wrapped a lock of hair on his sister's forehead behind his ear, and said softly, his heart was full of distress, how many years have he been cared for, and he was still his sister.

"Brother, then Song Tianyuan deceived people too much!" Jing Yue's face first warmed and then became hateful, since she became a monk, she swore that she would never let anyone bully her brother again, usually her brother stopped her from causing trouble in the sect, but today she couldn't bear it, is the inner disciple amazing?

"Then, how confident do you have in defeating that Song Tianyuan?" Lian Hu ate with a mouthful of food, but his eyes were serious.

"Not now, but in three months, I can't say for sure, Yue'er must let him know the fate of bullying my brother!" Jing Yue clenched her little fist, Jing Xian only found out at this time that the little fist that should have been beautiful was now full of scars, Jing Yue also saw the scars on her hands, and hurriedly wanted to take it back, but Jing Xian grabbed it.

"Yue'er, you ......"

"Brother, it's okay, it's just that I was injured during the practice, Yue'er has medicine, and it will get better soon. Jing Yue retracted her hand, and Jing Xian didn't know that she had run out of muscle cream this month.

"Brother, eat quickly, if you don't eat again, you will be eaten up by Brother Huzi!" Jing Yue hurriedly held the porridge bowl in both hands and sent it to Jing Xian, coaxing Jing Xian like a child. This scene seems to be very warm and familiar, when Jing Yue was young, Jing Xian used this method, but now the place has changed, the situation has changed, but as long as the people have not changed, it is fine.

Jing Xian looked at Jing Yue in a trance, the latter's sweet smile seemed to urge him to raise his hand, but the porridge bowl was a sip, Jing Yue jumped up happily, clapped her palms and giggled, this should be what a child should have, isn't it?

Jing Xian's eyes were about to burst into tears, he didn't wipe them, but he also took them back, and drank the porridge one bite at a time under Jing Yue's gaze.

"Brother, I'm going to retreat for the remaining three months, and I won't come out if I don't reach the solid spirit realm, don't worry, brother, I will retreat under the guidance of the master, and nothing will happen, but you, brother, if Yue'er is in retreat, what should I do if the Song family comes to my brother's trouble again......" Jing Yue said while packing up her lunch box, her eyes a little afraid to look at her brother.

Jing Xian had already expected such a situation, and he didn't stop it, he just glanced at Lian Hu, and that guy took care of Jing Xian's safety problems in the past three months.

Jing Yue suddenly smiled, she knew the name of the first disciple of the outer sect to practice the tiger, and her ranking was much higher than her! Jing Yue often teased like this.

There is nothing else to explain, the brother and sister have nothing else to worry about except themselves, Jing Yue took out a condensing spirit grass from the cloth bag on his waist and gave it to Lian Hu, Lian Hu said that he would not accept anything, and finally Jing Xian persuaded him to accept it.

"Little Ancestor, Yue'er is very determined this time, and her strength has stopped for the longest time in the middle of the Quenching Realm, maybe this is an opportunity for Yue'er's cultivation to advance suddenly. Lian Hu's expression was solemn, he naturally knew what the Solid Spirit Realm meant.

Jing Xian didn't speak, he sat on the stone in despair, he felt very depressed in his heart, his face gradually became pale, he kept rubbing his face with both hands, and after a while, his face turned red......