Thanks, Qingge?

Jun Changning tried his best to look at his appearance within the scope of not being rude, his nose was three points alike, and his eyes were like five points!

Or the same surname, is it the bloodline left by the master in the mortal world?

I don't know why, as soon as this thought surfaced in his heart, Jun Changning's whole person felt uncomfortable, and recalled Xie Lanyong's figure with reverence and fear, and looked at the person in front of him again, Jun Changning angrily erased the disrespectful thought just now from his mind, fixed his mind, and said concisely: "I am the evil of the king." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Gentleman?" Xie Qingge's expression was gentle and polite, in this gloomy weather, his seemingly weak body and excessively neat appearance reflected a kind of nobility like ice and snow.

Jun Changning took her eyes off his face with difficulty, out of the helpless nervousness when facing Xie Lanyong himself, at this moment, seeing a noble son who looked a little similar to him, it was difficult for her not to put her eyes on his face, of course, this was very rude.

She racked her brains to think of a topic, and said in a flat tone: "Were you playing the recorder last night?" ”

It seemed that he didn't expect her to take the initiative to speak, Xie Qingge's beautifully shaped eyes flashed a trace of surprise, and he smiled: "Did you make a noise to Jun Gongzi?" I thought it was far enough, but I'm sorry. ”

Jun Changning looked down at him, her condescending actions did not bring out any extra emotions, she said seriously: "It's very good, it's better than the people who taught me before!" ”

At this time, I don't know what someone said downstairs, everyone cheered, the voice was noisy and chaotic, Jun Changning's eyes were slightly sunken, she didn't like to be so noisy early in the morning!

Xie Qingge looked up at her and said calmly, "Does Childe also like to play the flute?" I don't know if I would like to go to the lower residence to learn a thing or two? It's right in the back. His eyes swept over the crowd in the lobby pushing glasses for wine orders.

She was going to refuse, Jun Changning was very sure of this, but she met the other party's eyes, and a figure in a bloody and silver-haired dress appeared in her mind, and the words blurted out changed when they came to her mouth: "Okay!" ”

Jun Changning picked up the piano case and locked the door, followed Xie Qingge downstairs, and subconsciously paid attention to the little boy pushing the wheelchair, looking at his small body, he was a little worried that he would accidentally drop his master.

Xie Qingge noticed her movements, his eyebrows moved slightly, and his inky eyes were calm.

The delicate wheelchair slid across the rough bluestone floor of the post station, the child pushing the wheelchair silently and politely exhausted his sense of existence, Jun Changning and Xie Qingge talked without a match, and the heavy rain outside the corridor made the atmosphere quiet and soothing.

Coming to the place where they were temporarily staying, Jun Changning swept through the exquisite home furnishings in the room, and rarely had such a curiosity about Xie Qingge's identity, the two maids were lively and quiet, and when they saw her, their eyes were amazed, and they were neither humble nor arrogant and performed a beautiful ancient ceremony.

The corners of Jun Changning's lips hooked slightly, nodded flatly, sat in the guest seat, picked up the cup and lightly dipped his lower lip, and raised his eyes to look at the people on the main seat.

"Is Miss Jun's piano skills very good?" Xie Qingge's eyes fell on the piano case she had held, and his tone was gentle.

Xu is not used to being enthusiastic, and even if he tries his best to soften his tone, it still can't make people let go of his inhibitions. Fortunately, Jun Changning is not a very delicate person, she didn't feel anything, and she didn't react to being exposed to the identity of a woman, which was nothing to her.

She honestly said, "It's not good, I just like it." "I wanted to dress up as a scholar who traveled to study, but I really didn't want to carry a heavy bookbasket all day long, so I changed to a cultivator.

"Practice?"

"Yes, practice."

Jun Changning took his eyes off his face and stared at the rain outside the window, not knowing what to say, but sitting there strangely did not feel embarrassed. She frowned slightly, her breath was steady, and her posture was leisurely in a daze.

Probably all Xie Qingge's initiative was also used up after inviting her here, he sat in a wheelchair, looking at his guests from time to time, his eyes were not aggressive, calm and casual, with the familiarity and ease of a friend for many years.

The two maids couldn't help but secretly speculate about the identity of this Miss Jun, who could make their master treat each other with such a courtesy, and he was still so young, I hadn't heard of any family in Damin with the surname Jun, could it be a poor woman? This is really not like a grand demeanor!

Lunch was divided into cases, Jun Changning ate very satisfied, and after taking the white tea towel handed by the maid and rinsing her mouth and wiping her mouth, she wanted to say goodbye to the master, she was not very particular about the place to be in a daze.

Xie Qingge picked up half of the books he had read in the morning, but his eyes looked at Jun Changning, his tone was cautious and slightly expectant, and he asked, "I don't know if I am lucky enough to listen to good news?" ”

Again, looking into his eyes, Jun Changning did not refuse.

In the sound of the piano without any emotion, except for the indifference of the player, there is really no merit, but Xie Qingge listens very attentively, not the perfunctory kind, but the real concentration, his eyes are half-hidden, his eyebrows are slightly condensed, and his expression is so solemn that he does not like to speak.

Jun Changning looked at the dwindling rain and politely said goodbye to the master here.

This encounter, in the bottom of her heart, except for the other party's face, which is three points similar to the master, there is nothing left. Jun Changning stretched out his hand to catch some rain, and left briskly with the piano case on his back.

On the porch, Xie Qingge looked at the girl's back, and a trace of confusion flashed in her calm eyes. Why her?

Xiuzhen Realm

The water, which had just regained its clarity, was stained with blood a pale red, and gradually deepened in color.

Thick dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning and thunder from time to time, and people died almost every moment. A drop of blood from the Yuanying monk can become a river and a lake, not to mention, every monk here has a cultivation that is not weaker than the Yuanying. The spiritual power of the dead dissipated between heaven and earth made this place reveal a different kind of attraction in the bloody killing, and the rich aura made the survivors greatly strengthened, and then, the greatly increased survivors made the killing even more bloody and cruel.

The besieged man stood leisurely in the center of the circle, silver-haired and blood-dressed, bowing his head slightly, looking at the delicate and warm stone rose in his palm, his slender and pale fingers rubbing the petals as thin as cicada wings, delicately and carefully caring for the fragile beauty.

There is a flaw in the magic circle, and it is not difficult to find that flaw, but it is not so easy to kill him through that flaw. Xie Lanyong thought, it's only been more than five years, and time flies so slowly.

He focused his eyes on the Shura battlefield in front of him, the flaws in the magic circle needed absolute strength to pass, and he was not something that anyone could provoke casually.

"Chan Xi Zhenren, we just want to ask for a chance to ascend, why don't you let go!" The middle-aged man who had been entangled by a superb demon puppet and had been fighting to the death for nearly a month narrowly avoided the fatal blow, and shouted angrily and helplessly towards the looming blood-red figure in the air.

Hmm, it's the old man of the Feng family, Xie Lanyong thought of his eldest disciple, raised his eyebrows lightly, and chuckled.

The next moment, the giant axe in the hand of the demon puppet slashed the natal magic weapon in the middle-aged man's hand, cutting him off completely. There was one who came forward to save him with no self-strength, and was grazed by the strength of the giant axe, and immediately he was struck by lightning and spat blood from his mouth.

Bai Jingtong, who broke through the formation in the center, had the handsome and deep eyes of the past, covered with ruddy bloodshots, and was haggard. I have to say that Xie Lanyong, who is also the pride of the sky, is really blessed with unique talents, and he was born in the same era, which is the sorrow of anyone who longs for Lingyun sentient beings.

Bai Jingtong did not desire Lingyun sentient beings, but he had to be an enemy of Xie Lanyong, this was his fate.

The cultivation realm can't have no chance of ascending, it's too unfair, Bai Jingtong can be willing to wait for the end of his life because of the demons in his heart, but the cultivation realm cannot. If it was selfish, he could understand Xie Lanyong's approach, and even so, he felt that only in this way could he slightly offset the hatred in his heart.

But after all, he has to think from the perspective of most people, even if he is wrong, he has no choice, as the head of the Taihe Sect, he represents the interests of the entire cultivation world.

Bai Jingtong couldn't break Xie Lanyong's magic circle, this was something that both of them knew well.

Bai Jingtong had to break Xie Lanyong's magic circle, which was also a tacit fact for the two of them.

The rumbling thunderstorm poured down, Xie Lanyong raised his face slightly, there was no obsession on that world-famous face, there was no compassion in sight, there was no madness, it was empty and calm.