Liu Ru and the little monk and nun also looked for prestige, with some curiosity.

Look at what kind of person Wei Ling said about the "cheeky man" and the rumored "little white face".

When they saw Jiang Xiaobai, they couldn't talk about the fluttering white clothes, nor the graceful and suave clothes, but it made people feel a kind of comfort of being close and kind, and it couldn't be said to be natural.

"He's the person Sister Ling'er said, and he doesn't look like what my sister said. ”

The little monk and nun muttered.

At this time, Jiang Xiaobai also saw the strangeness here.

The crowd stared at him, perhaps laughing, or disdainful, or confused, or curious, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, but his face showed nothing.

He saw the Ling'er girl in the tea shed from a distance, looking at him with evil eyes.

He also saw Liu Ruis and that Wang Chengfeng.

"Huh"

Jiang Xiaobai saw the person called Sword Maniac yesterday, dressed up much better than yesterday, and was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

There was something strange on his face.

But still in full view of everyone, he stepped forward unhurriedly.

"Tsk, it doesn't look good. ”

"How could Miss Ling'er take a fancy to him. ”

"Love triangle, this time there is a good show. ”

"Maybe the sword maniac will teach him a lesson. ”

“............”

He walked through the crowd, and the surrounding cultivators pointed and discussed in a hurry, and Jiang Xiaobai's ears were heard.

Something is wrong, the more you listen to it, the more strange it becomes.

Jiang Xiaobai muttered in his heart, the person had already walked to the thatched hut.

"Shameless fellow, what are you still doing here. ”

With a cold drink, Wei Lingxing's eyes were full of anger, and Jiang Xiaobai asked angrily.

What's the matter with this person, why is he so thick-skinned, he caused her a mess yesterday, and he is embarrassed to come today.

Wei Ling was really angry.

"I'm used to coming here every day to sit. ”

Jiang Xiaobai was direct.

directly plugged Wei Lingqi's eyes and throat.

This person is too skinless and faceless, he doesn't know what the rumors were spreading yesterday, and he ran over at this time to add fuel to the fire, deliberately, sincerely want to be angry.

Wei Ling was annoyed in his heart, and his chest went up, how did he put these two best, a madman and a shameless person.

"I want to ask, what's going on?"

At this time, Jiang Xiaobai asked very sincerely.

"You ..... to die!"

A hatchet flew in with the sound of breaking through the air.

.................

"Brother Bai really doesn't know ?........ situation is like this. ”

In the tea shed, four men sat at a table.

Jiang Xiaobai, Wang Chengfeng, sword maniac, and the descendants of the Tang Sect who had fought against Wang Chengfeng on the Moon Cliff, called Tang Yifa.

In the other place separated by several tables, Wei Ling, Liu Ruyi, and the little monk and nun sat at another table.

The reason why this is the case is because Wang Chengfeng, Liu Rushi, the little monks and nuns, and Wei Ling are friends who have made each other in recent days.

The appearance of the spirit stone attracted fellow cultivators from all over the world and the world to rush in the torrent of the great world, so a circle was naturally born, and practitioners with similar personalities and like-minded interests made friends with each other, communicating with each other and sharing information in this unknown world.

It's a natural trend!

And these four people, because they are close in age and have the same personalities, slowly formed a small circle and made friends.

They have just persuaded the "rack".

At this time, Wang Chengfeng was explaining yesterday's rumors to Jiang Xiaobai, and he couldn't laugh or cry, it turned out that this Bai brother didn't know yesterday's gossip.

"Brother Bai, don't you have a social circle in this place?"

Wang Chengfeng naturally couldn't recognize Jiang Xiaobai, whose facial features were displaced, and asked suspiciously.

"Nope. ”

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head.

"Do you have a buckle number?"

He said this suddenly.

Jiang Xiaobai was puzzled, how did he get involved in the mobile phone software.

Seeing this, Wang Chengfeng explained with a smile:

"A few of us have set up a group so that we can share information in a timely manner, discuss matters related to cultivation, and if the two of us are willing, we will make friends. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the sword maniac who was sitting solemnly and without saying a word.

I saw that this sword maniac who had been silent all the time, under their surprised gaze, asked:

"Is Miss Ling'er also in the group?"

Very directly, he went directly to Wei Ling.

Wang Chengfeng nodded with a smile.

"Smack"

A few tables away, Wei Ling, who had been staring at their table with apricot eyes, slapped the table with a palm and said angrily: "Wang Chengfeng, why are you pulling these two shameless people?"

"Sister Ling'er, the two brothers actually have very good personalities, and the previous incident was a farce spread by others, don't care. ”

Yes, this "peacemaker" is not easy to be, Wei Ling's pungent personality is a headache, Wang Chengfeng smiled bitterly.

But he didn't say so on the surface, after a simple relationship, he really felt that he could pull the two into their circle.

Although the sword maniac doesn't like to talk, through his reputation and understanding, he is a like-minded fellow who concentrates on cultivation, and Wang Chengfeng also admires him very much.

And this white brother is rumored to be a soft-footed shrimp, but after understanding the ins and outs of the farce, it is up for debate. The person who the sword maniac wants to challenge must have a certain depth, and this person's personality is transparent and natural, even if the Ling'er girl scolded him angrily just now, he is not in a hurry or annoyed, this kind of heart Wang Chengfeng does not dare to despise it like this.

As for why the sword maniac would challenge him, he was very smart and didn't ask, since he had the heart to make friends, it was not interesting to break the casserole and ask in the end.

At this time, after hearing that Wei Ling was also in the group, the sword maniac quickly took out a mobile phone under the eyes of several people crying and laughing.

"What's the number?"

The style of painting has changed a little strangely.

The young man who had few words, his name was Tang Yifa, and when he saw the appearance of the sword maniac, he couldn't help laughing and read out the number.

"You... I'm."

Next door, Wei Lingqi screamed wow, but was stopped by the two sisters.

And Jiang Xiaobai looked at this group of people, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, he thought, it seemed to be a good choice to know these people.

Each personality has its own merits, which is more interesting than expected, and it is also quite interesting to share information and discuss cultivation experience through modern channels. He secretly wrote down the number because he didn't have a cell phone with him.

.....................

At noon, Jiang Xiaobai returned home.

Cooking, eating, washing dishes.

After his daily homework was done, he thought about the morning and went to look for his phone.

When the phone runs out of battery on a daily basis, he charges it first.

Charging and turning on, the phone didn't buckle the software, he fumbled to download one.

Registering, logging in, it took him twenty minutes so long.

First, novices need to get used to it, and second, the network in the mountains is poor, despite the tourist routes laid here.

After logging in, Jiang Xiaobai tried to add the buckle number.

He has never eaten pork, he has always seen pigs run, and he is not out of touch with the times.

After a while, he fumbled and finished it, adding a buckle group called "Kyushu Cultivation Exchange Group".