Xiang Jianjun originally wanted to wait until after Ah Xi's birthday before leaving.

However, on the third day of meeting Cheng Xuanzun, he was ruthlessly rejected by Cheng Xuanzun.

The brother's kindness on Manager Cheng's face was gone, and with a standard expression, he told Cheng Xuanzun that he had taken Ah Xi to retreat with Xiang Cong. What hurts people is that Manager Cheng still looks vigilant, as if he is afraid that he will break in, what does he think of his dignified sword monarch?

It's not enough to go!

As soon as Xiang Jianjun left, the Tibetan Autumn Palace returned to its normal days.

Except for the two little pitifuls, they were often shrouded in Cheng Xuanzun's terrifying aura.

Since Xiang Cong stayed, Cheng Zhaoxi felt that the boredom of doing homework all day and punishing and redoing it were no longer so difficult. It is often the front foot Cheng Zhaoxi who is punished, and the back foot Xiang Cong is thrown out in embarrassment.

Cheng Xuanzun's treatment of boys is much rougher, not to mention that Xiang Cong built a foundation and cultivated swords at the age of six, and he was not afraid of being beaten since he was a child. There is a sentence that sword cultivation is practiced by fighting, killing, and being beaten, so the words of the Eastern God Sword Venerable are also right, and the sword cultivation that loves to break has a great future, so the perennial battle state of the two major sword cultivation continents is to train disciples.

Ah Xi and Xiang Cong, who are in sympathy with each other, have been in love with their sisters and brothers in distress in just a few days.

Xiang Cong is indeed a genius, learning things much faster than Cheng Zhaoxi, and he is used to slipping his beard and patting horses, serving Cheng Xuanzun comfortably, and fighting for himself the opportunity not to cultivate late, leaving Cheng Zhaoxi alone to cultivate late.

And after this broken child got out of high pressure, he began to talk cheaply, saying that he would help Cheng Xuanzun supervise Cheng Zhaoxi, so as not to fall behind.

Where is Cheng Zhaoxi's opponent Xiang Cong, his mouth is clumsy and slow, and he is often so angry that he can't speak, how can there be such a ghost thief child in this world!

The Tribulation Sisters and Brothers were disbanded.

The originally deserted days in the Tibetan Autumn Palace are indeed a lot more fulfilling, after having playmates of the same age, Cheng Zhaoxi's emotions are also vivid, no longer so dull, I don't know if it is difficult to learn, easy to learn, Cheng Zhaoxi soon learned to quarrel and cheat, and a few times he can make Xiang Cong so angry that he can't speak.

Cheng Xuanzun was happily observing from the side, he was worried that Xiang Cong would bring Ah Xi badly, but he didn't expect that a dull child like Ah Xi needed a lively person like Xiang Cong to drive it.

Xiang Cong is really a treasure, but it's a pity that he is not good at swordsmanship, otherwise he would have accepted Xiang Cong and let Ah Xi have a playmate of the same age. Hmm, why don't you also open up a piece of the outer courtyard and bring in some children?

......

Soon a month passed, and the time entered June 20.

Cheng Zhaoxi entered the Dawn Palace early in the morning, today's homework is not a writing symbol, it is an ancient text, the book was placed on the desk early, and after the deacon disciples finished arranging it as usual, they bowed and retreated.

Xiang Cong has not been there recently.

Cheng Zhaoxi is not surprised at all, Xiang Cong was recently thrown by his uncle to play with the kraken, he was covered in water every evening, and he came back with injuries, and he didn't know what he didn't do well, but he also resumed his evening repair, which made Cheng Zhaoxi happy for a long time.

But why isn't Uncle here today?

In the past two days, everyone has also been weird, as if there is something to hide from her. Even Xiang Cong slipped down to Haicheng while he was repairing at night, and he mysteriously didn't know what he was doing. When she asked, Xiang Cong put on a small face that was swollen from the injury, revealing an expression that I wouldn't tell you.

Hmph, if she hadn't been able to fly yet, and she hadn't been able to report at night and couldn't go down, she would have secretly followed behind and peeked.

Until the end of the morning class, Cheng Xuanzun did not appear, and even Manager Cheng, who occasionally came over to take a look, was nowhere to be seen, only Lan Xiu came to see from time to time. When she was about to ask, Lan Xiu hurried out again, looking like she didn't want to say more.

Is it necessary for the "......" to be so obvious?

The depressed mood lasted until noon, Cheng Xuanzun was late, he actually changed into a cyan robe with complex dark lines today, his hair that he was too lazy to comb up on weekdays, tied it up and held it with a hosta, and wore a jade flying dragon crown, two ribbons inlaid with blue gems hung down from both sides, and he was full of great monk style.

Cheng Zhaoxi looked at Cheng Xuanzun's clothes fluttering in surprise, and for the first time felt that he couldn't shout the word "uncle" - this is clearly a big brother who looks only twenty years old, and he looks younger than many generations of juniors in Xiancheng, and his face is really good-looking, Cheng Zhaoxi held back for a long time, and felt that those gaudy words should not be used to describe the uncle at this moment, no wonder Lan Xiu looks shy every time he sees his uncle.

Ever since Xiang Cong, the little broken child with a lot of wisdom and demons, broke Lan Xiu's thoughts, Cheng Zhaoxi found out that this only female deacon disciple of the Tibetan Autumn Palace was originally coming at the face of his uncle.

I thought Lan Xiu was blind before, what is there to indulge in such a nitpicky person - it turns out that she is really beautiful and charming.

It's over, and I even feel that those bad punishments have become amiable.

Cheng Zhaoxi raised his hand and hammered his head.

Cheng Xuanzun had already come in, and today he was unexpectedly easy to talk to, he didn't even check his homework, and glanced at Cheng Zhaoxi: "Why didn't Ah Xi wear the clothes that were given to you yesterday?"

While speaking, Xiang Cong also walked neatly dressed, and most of the injuries on his face were healed, after all, he was only more than eight years old, and there were no other fancy and gorgeous things on his body except for one or two magic weapons for self-defense. In his left hand, he carried a first-order storage bag, which at first glance was temporarily used to pack things.

He entered the temple and said, "Why is my sister dressed so casually today?" ”

Cheng Zhaoxi was silent for a while, looked at Cheng Xuanzun, looked at Xiang Cong, she really didn't know why she couldn't wear it at will today.

Xiang Cong looked at her expression, and the clever ghost immediately knew that she had probably forgotten her own birthday.

He smiled at Cheng Xuanzun and said, "Master, I'll take my sister back to change her clothes." He smiled and pushed Cheng Zhaoxi out.

On the way, Cheng Zhaoxi, who was confused, asked, "Is it a big day today?"

Xiang Cong pursed his lips, his two beautiful big eyes narrowed with a smile, crooked, very good-looking, but he didn't pretend to be mysterious anymore, and handed the storage bag he was carrying to Cheng Zhaoxi: "I wish my sister a good luck on her birthday, the road is smooth, and the cultivation is fierce!"

Cheng Zhaoxi stopped, and a rush surged in her heart, washing her heart one after another. She looked at Xiang Cong's delicate and delicate face in a daze, it turned out that a sweet-mouthed person would look so good when he spoke.

Xiang Cong looked at her in a daze, and urged: "Sister, birthday gifts can't be recycled, sister, accept them." Cheng Zhaoxi looked down at the slightly heavy storage bag in his hand, and then at Xiang Cong's smiling face, surprised and flustered, he didn't know what to say, he only felt that his eyes were a little hot.

Xiang Cong didn't let her be in a daze, and pushed her: "Don't be in a daze, the ancestor is still waiting." We're going to be a little far away today, and we won't be able to catch up with the good time when it's late. ”

Cheng Zhaoxi recovered from his reaction, hurriedly entered his palace, and cherished the gift given by Xiang Cong with a box and sealed it with a talisman, so that he quickly changed his clothes.