"Well, with all that said, you know pretty much what you need to know. Let's just say what you're here for. The woman changed her comfortable position and said a little impatiently.

Jiang Qingming apologized a little embarrassed and said, "We are here to find someone." ”

"Oh?" The topic seemed to arouse the woman's interest again, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Jiang Jiaming, the leader of the Bluewood Mercenary Regiment." Jiang Yuyuan said.

"What? Jiang Jiaming of the Blue Wood Mercenary Group? The woman had a strange expression and even asked them in a tone of extreme uncertainty. After Jiang Yuyuan's reaffirmation, the woman looked at Jiang Yuyuan as if she had discovered a new continent, and said to Jiang Yuyuan: "But to be honest, you and Lord Jiaming really look alike, what is your relationship?" "The world of magicians is even more respected by the strong, and they like to use respectful words to call those they reveal.

"I'm her brother." Jiang Yuyuan didn't talk nonsense, and replied directly.

"Then this one is the sister of Lord Jiaming." The woman looked at Jiang Qingming with an inquiring gaze again. Jiang Qingming was stunned, few people can judge her relationship with the Jiang family from her appearance.

"Because Lord Jiaming often mentions you in front of us." The woman seemed to know what Jiang Qingming was thinking, and she was very enthusiastic to solve her doubts.

"Still." The woman was embarrassed and said, "It's not a coincidence that you want to find Lord Jiaming, Lord Jiaming has been invited to the palace by King Ping as a guest." ”

"King Ping? Is it the North General? Jiang Yuyuan asked excitedly.

"Yes."

"But why did he invite his sister as a guest?" Jiang Qingming asked. King Ping's name is Qi Heng, born in cloth, the young man is a general, and the young man worships the king, and he is a legendary figure of a generation. The perennial garrison in the northern territory of Qingguo has made the barbarian tribe helpless in Yanyue Country frightened, and even his father, who has always been worldly, praised him and used his life deeds as an inspirational example to educate them, but the eldest sister should have nothing to do with him.

"This, in fact, is also funny to say, that is, ......" When the woman explained to them, the mercenary guild was kicked away vigorously, startling everyone. Jiang Qingming's eyes twitched and saw a tall, curvy, and delicate green-haired beauty standing at the door holding a ball of meat three as big as her body, who else could it be if it wasn't her eldest sister?

Jiang Qingming also saw his younger brothers and sisters, and threw the meat ball he was holding very happily, so frightened that everyone who had gathered together avoided it, and there was a muffled sound and a howl like killing a pig on the ground.

Jiang Qingming happily gave Jiang Qingming a bear hug, and gave Jiang Yuyuan a punch by the way, Jiang Yuming snorted and took two steps back to stabilize his body.

Jiang Jiaming grabbed Jiang Qingming's shoulders and said in the extremely fanatical eyes of the mercenaries: "Let's go, let's go upstairs and talk slowly." ”

Then he whispered to the meat ball on the ground: "You try to play dead again!" The beautiful woman laughingly picked up the meat ball on the ground and handed Jiang Jiaming a look, Jiang Jiaming rolled her eyes.

The fat man struggled to stand up with the woman's support, was silent for a while, and grabbed the woman's hand with a cry, "Xiaomei, it's better for you." ”

"Don't get over here yet." Jiang Jiaming roared, the meat ball reluctantly let go of his hand, looked at Jiang Jiaming sadly, and when he saw Jiang Qingming and his party beside Jiang Jiaming, his small eyes showed a sad and angry gaze, Jiang Qingming was also stunned when he saw the fat young man, he didn't expect to meet him here, I don't know if it is a narrow road. Jiang Yue looked at the fat man and laughed again.

The fat man ran towards the stairs with all his might, but the speed was about the same as Jiang Yuyuan's usual walking speed. The fat man opened his eyes wide in anger, his small eyes were quite happy, and he yelled at Jiang Jiaming: "It turns out that you are in a gang. "No wonder the old man knew that he was molesting the little girl so early, and then invited Jiang Jiaming's plague god here.

"Huh?" The fat man lost half of his arrogance in Jiang Jiaming's soft voice, "What do you mean that we are in a group?" Jiang Jiaming turned her gaze to her brother and sister, and Jiang Qingming explained in a slightly embarrassed whisper.

Jiang Jiaming raised her eyebrows, "It turns out that you are flirting with my sister!" After speaking, he patted the fat man's shoulder with a little appreciation. The fat man was slapped by her and sat on the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans sliding down his face.

The woman named Xiaomei said to Jiang Jiaming with some disgust: "My lord, don't scare the world. ”

Jiang Jiaming touched her nose and replied dissatisfiedly: "I know Mei'er, then this kid will be handed over to you." ”

When Jiang Jiaming finally stopped when she climbed the fifth floor, Jiang Yue was already out of breath, Jiang Jiaming looked at the girl who was trying to follow them, and asked, "Qingming, your classmate?" As soon as she finished asking, Jiang Jiaming saw the smile in Jiang Yuyuan's eyes. Jiang Qingming complained with black lines on her face: "Sister, I'm twelve years old. ”

Jiang Jiaming felt inexplicable and replied, "I know how old you are, that's why I asked you if she was your classmate." The corners of Jiang Yuyuan's mouth kept upturning.

Jiang Yue replied a little shyly: "I am ten years old this year. ”

"I thought you were the same age." After Jiang Yuyuan heard this, her eyes turned into crescent moons, and Jiang Qingming felt that the green tendons in her forehead were bulging.

"No matter, we're here." There was only one aisle and two closed doors on the fifth floor, and Jiang Jiaming opened the door on the left. Jiang Qingming opened her mouth in surprise, it was a large cultivation room, the walls were inlaid with the crystal nuclei of demonic beasts, and there was not even a shortage of light and dark systems. I don't know how many times more luxurious than the training ground of their academy, there are many people cultivating in the room, they entered, and those cultivators didn't open their eyes, it seemed that they had reached a state of selflessness, Jiang Qingming and Jiang Yuyuan both secretly admired.

Walked to the wall opposite the cultivation room, took out a small key with a strange shape, and inserted it into an inconspicuous hole in the wall. The stone door slowly opened, and inside was a small nest with simple and warm furnishings.

Jiang Qingming introduced to them: "There are almost forty rooms like this, all of which are built around the cultivation room, and they are for the members of the Blue Wood to live in, which can increase their cultivation speed. ”

"Tell me, is there something wrong with you?" Jiang Jiaming asked.

"Here's how it ......" Jiang Yuyuan began to explain from receiving Jiang Xiangming's letter, and was interrupted by Jiang Jiaming several times in the middle, Jiang Qingming could see that her eldest sister was very disgusted with the Magician Guild's practices, but she was also very disgusted with the ghost mother vine.

"You go back and tell your father about them, and I'll do my best." Jiang Jiaming frowned. From Jiang Yuyuan's description, Jiang Jiaming knew how difficult the ghost mother vine was to deal with, and she didn't know how many brothers were going to die.

"Jiang Yue is for all the people who were killed by the ghost mother vine, thank Sister Jiaming for her help." After Jiang Yue finished speaking, she wanted to kneel down to express her gratitude, but was stopped by Jiang Jiaming.

"Sister, you just need to find out the whereabouts of the ghost mother vine." Jiang Qingming said, she began to feel a little uneasy, regretting her proposal. "After finding out, tell my father, I believe that my father will definitely be able to take in the ghost mother vine."