"Okay, the strong have their own strong players, a mountain and a mountain high, what are you proud of? Whether you really have the ability, not to say it, but to do it, you have to prove it with practical actions, what's the use of shouting empty words here? Then I will see what you are capable of. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

At the end, he threw out another bait, "If you perform well, you will be rewarded for coming back!" ”

Hearing the word "reward", everyone was shocked, not only a few young people in Chuanqiong, but also a few young people in Bai Buyi, and some of them couldn't hold it.

They know that there are a lot of good things in their own house, and they can take them out casually, and they are all rare treasures.

I'm looking forward to it!

Chuan Qiong couldn't wait to ask: "Door master, what kind of reward?" Give us a thorough understanding in advance? ”

Jiang Rong glanced at him, "Don't worry, custody is a treasure that you Xiao has been thinking about for a long time, and I can't lose it to you." As long as you perform well, the reward is not a problem, it depends on whether you can get it or not. ”

"Okay, Aunt Zhen, let's talk about this second level."

Qiu Sizhen's eyes shone with affection, obviously stimulated by the reward, and he lightened Jiang Rong with his eyes, and then said: "The second level, the small bridge flows."

"When you get out of the bamboo forest, you will see a small river in front of you, and the water of the river is ink-colored, but it is crystal clear, like pure ink-colored glass. It's for the Mojing River.

"On the river, there is a small bridge, which is actually a piece of wood, but it is only half a palm's width."

Jiang Lan looked puzzled and said, "Even if the bridge is only half a palm wide, it is not difficult for those of us who practice martial arts to cross the bridge. What's more, the river is only a foot wide, and it will be crossed in one jump, right? I really didn't know the need for this test. ”

Without waiting for Qiu Sizhen to answer his question, Ren Guangbai smiled and said, "Deputy Sect Master, you don't know anything about this, right?" That Mojing River is not an ordinary river, but it is actually very strange, there is an extremely strong suction force in it, whether it is birds, beasts or people, it is easy to cross the river.

"Because once you're on the surface of the river, your body will be pulled down uncontrollably, and you won't be able to get up again."

Hearing this, everyone was amazed, is there such a strange river in the world?

Qiu Sizhen added: "When it comes to the single-plank bridge over the river, the bridge is not ordinary wood, but made of a whole strong log. Do you know what a strong wood is? "Da Qi? The Chronicle of Foreign Bodies states, '...... As a boat, one inch in square, can carry a hundred catties'.

"Only strong wood can withstand the strong gravitational pull of the Mojing River without being pulled across. So if you want to jump straight over the river, it's impossible.

"I had to walk honestly across the bridge, and I had to control my body carefully so that I couldn't deviate in the slightest, or else, I just waited to be pulled into the river." At that time, no one will be able to save you.

"This is a difficulty, and I also found out that the bridge is not free for us to walk, and we have to pay for it. Every time there is a big competition between the sects, there will be an old man on the bridge to guard the bridge, known as the captain, and he will ask the various sects for tolls.

"If you don't give it, he won't let you cross the river."

Jiang Rong asked: "I'm afraid this bridge toll is not so simple, right?" What did the captain ask for in previous years? ”

Qiu Sizhen glanced at her approvingly, "It's still the master of the door who is smart, the difficulty of this second level is not only the eccentricity of Mojinghe, but also the shamelessness of the captain." If it's easier for him to ask for silver, I'm afraid he won't want it, instead of asking you to come up with something weird.

What's more, there are many things that many people have never heard of, just because they can't meet his requirements, they can't cross the river, and they are eliminated at the end of the road, which is really wrong. All the major factions on the rivers and lakes have a lot of complaints about this captain. ”

Jiang Rong couldn't help laughing and said: "It seems that this level mainly depends on luck, if you are lucky, you can easily pass without being troubled by the captain, and if you are unlucky, you can only watch others cross the river and you can't do anything about it." ”

Bai Buyi said: "It's true. ”

Banxia asked: "If you do this, aren't you afraid that others will attack him?" If someone else gets angry and blasts him away, he won't give him the bridge toll, then he can't do anything. ”

Qiu Sizhen glanced at him with a smile, as if he was looking at a fool.

He puffed out his face, "What are you doing?" Am I not right? ”

Jiang Rong chuckled and said, "Since Gong Gong can be sent to be the bridge guard, then his kung fu must not be low, and he may even surpass the vast majority of people." So no one dares to attack him, and even if he does, he is afraid that he will not be sure that he will be able to win him.

"What's more, he still occupies an absolute geographical advantage, as long as he hides on the bridge, who can get him? Who would dare to catch up and fight him on the bridge? Isn't that looking for death? ”

Banxia suddenly understood, and suddenly realized on his face, but he blushed in an instant, he was stupid again, he didn't expect such a simple truth, and gave Qiu Sizhen, the woman, the opportunity to laugh at herself.

Two days passed in a flash, and there was only less than a day left before the sect Dabi.

At night, Jiang Rong sat cross-legged on the couch and practiced, and he had to stop after practicing for long. Because with her cultivation, the Xuanyin Qi in her body has accumulated to a certain extent, and if she doesn't work with Xiao Jue again, I'm afraid it will be dangerous.

Since Xiao Jue cultivated the "Luo Tian Yin and Yang Technique" she gave, the two of them had no worries, and they no longer needed to worry about dying of their bodies one day while cultivating.

In the past three years, the two have worked together every six months, and each other's skills have increased greatly, and the level of martial arts is rare among the younger generation in the world.

With the increase in the number of joint exercises, the tacit understanding between the two deepened, and they understood each other better, Jiang Rong also recognized Xiao Jue from his heart, and he no longer rejected him.

This time, Xiao Jue wrote to her saying that he would also participate in the sect competition and would come to join her when the time came.

It's just that it's going to start tomorrow, and I haven't seen his figure yet, isn't it because he has something to delay on the road?

Just thinking about it, as soon as the window moved, a figure had quietly appeared in front of her, which one was it not Xiao Jue?

She was already familiar with his aura, so she could recognize him at a glance even if she didn't see the face of the person in front of her.

Otherwise, she would have made a move a long time ago, where could she allow him to get close to her?

Before she could get up, Xiao Jue had already strode to the bed and picked her up, rubbed it on her face, and sighed with satisfaction.

Jiang Rong didn't move, let him hold him, and leaned his head on his shoulder socket.

I haven't seen him for half a year, he seems to have grown taller, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, it is the time when he grows taller, and he has practiced martial arts, and his body is worthy of an adult man.

According to the standards of his previous life, he was at least 1.8 meters tall.

As soon as he approached her, she felt a large black shadow press against her.

Although tall and not thin, leaning on his arms, held by his strong arms like iron, she could feel his tight and explosive figure under his shirt, like a leopard ready to attack, full of flamboyant and aesthetic explosiveness.

She pressed her hand on his chest, and the sound of his powerful heartbeat came from under the palm of her hand, and it seemed to hit her heart.

Feeling the well-behaved and docile person in her arms, Xiao Jue's satisfaction in her heart was indescribable, the tip of her nose sniffed the warm fragrance in her hair, and greedily absorbed the fragrance and sweetness that belonged to her.

The body is close to her, holding her soft and boneless little hands in the palm, and every part of the body is like soaking in the hot spring in the mountains, which is indescribably enjoyable.

He held it on her waist with one hand, almost all of it was mastered, the girl's slender waist was flexible and smooth, and the tentacles were like warm fat, which made people love it.

Gradually, however, he was no longer satisfied with such a simple embrace.

He began to kiss her hair, slowly moving downward, to her neck as white as snow, as warm as jade, and as beautiful as a demon, branding her blush.

Jiang Rong's body trembled slightly, and an irresistible tingle rushed from the soles of her feet, quickly spreading throughout her body, she raised her neck impatiently, her hands grabbed the placket of his clothes, and a trace of softness overflowed from her lips.

However, her doing this stimulated Xiao Jue even more, his breathing suddenly became heavier, and his subordinates clamped her uncontrollable waist more and more, pressing her towards him.

He began to nibble and kiss her skin as if he were enjoying the incomparably delicious taste.

"Xiao Jue......" Jiang Rong called his name, and his voice was like water, spreading into the center of his ear, making him more and more unable to stop, just thinking about going further.

At some point, his hand reached into her dress, caressing and kneading her chest.

Although Jiang Rong is only twelve years old, for a long time, he has been nourished by spiritual liquid, purple honey and other things, and people who practice martial arts have developed earlier than ordinary people, so today's Jiang Rong's body shape is similar to that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and the place where she should develop is already small.

The two crystalline snow sheep fat jade on his chest stood as tall as doves, beating in his hands.

Both of them are first acquaintances, and the youthful bodies of young girls can't withstand teasing, and a little spark is enough to set the prairie on fire.

Finally, Xiao Jue still had a trace of reason, paying attention to the strength of his hands, and did not get it up regardless of it, otherwise even if Jiang Rong's martial arts were good, this delicate body would be difficult to resist.

But because of forbearance, Xiao Jue enjoyed the sweetness and became more and more uncomfortable at the same time, and there were large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

Sweat meandered down the delicate snow peaks below her, making people hate to turn into that bead of sweat directly and lean into contact with her.

Seeing such a beautiful scenery, Xiao Jue was almost driven crazy, and the last string called reason in his mind broke in an instant.

He didn't care about anything else, leaned over and completely covered Jiang Rong under him, and went towards the red lip prints that day/night longing.

Who would have thought that he had just touched it, and before he could taste the sweetness in her mouth, a white shadow next to him jumped up and shouted at them, "Meow-"

Hearing this cat meow, Jiang Rong instantly came back to his senses, pushed Xiao Jue away from his body, jumped to the side, and quickly sorted out his clothes.

picked up Xue Bao'er, who had disturbed the good things of the two, and smoothed it out, Jiang Rong pretended to look at Xiao Jue calmly.

I saw him lying motionless on the other side of the bed, his chest rising and falling violently, and a pair of eyes as dark as the abyss and bright as the morning star staring at her fixedly, without blinking, his eyes were as hot as fire, as if he were about to burn her. (To be continued.) )