On the second day of the first lunar month, on the night, Jun Xuanqing's hotel room.

Fu Ge poured himself tea, and then sat on the soft collapse with the teacup. Jun Xuanqing didn't care about her or looked at her, holding a confidential intelligence scroll in his hand, sitting at the table on the other side of the living room and watching.

"I really don't understand what you're asking me to do with her? Even if she had some rare alien bloodline and two great methods, she wouldn't tell me, an acquaintance who had only known me for three or two days. Today, too, she was very bored, she soaked in the Qinqi, calligraphy and Painting Exhibition in the morning, ate a meal at noon, and went to the shop with Xi Wei in the afternoon, bought some things, and ate mostly. It can be seen that she is very rich, well-educated, eats a lot but does not look ugly, and she is slow and pleasing to the eye. In the evening, I also went to see some objects that my daughter's family was willing to see, and I didn't do anything worth noting. To say that it is really worth paying attention to, one is that Taiya likes her very much, and I don't know what kind of species can make the underground people like, and second, there are a few young masters of small gate valves and the like to contact her, all of them want to make friends, and she pushed her very cleverly, and I don't know if I don't like others or what. But also, what kind of Yiya Peak and Black Howling Cave, I haven't even heard of the name, and they must be some unpopular forces, so I don't bother you at all. ”

Jun Xuanqing's gaze froze slightly as she looked at the scroll, "Taiya likes her very much?" ”

"I love it. I've been playing with her for almost half a year, and I haven't seen her come and shake my hand. That's good, I took the initiative to shake someone's hand four or five times a day today. And I don't look like it's because of the same race, Qiu Jiu'er treats people very seriously, and it's really pleasing, unlike you, fake and fake. ”

Jun Xuanqing smiled and continued to ask absently, "She also went to the Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition?" ”

"No, she still likes these things, and she watched them happily for a long time. By the way, I just remembered when you asked, how did the piano merchant say, 'The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune'? This can give her a compliment, but also, she really just plucked it twice, and the sound can't be learned. I also learned to pluck it twice, but I couldn't get that sound out, but I really didn't expect her to be a practitioner of the way of the piano. ”

Jun Xuanqing's fingers paused, and for the first time, he raised his head and looked at Fu Ge from afar, "What is she playing, piano or se, or zheng?" ”

"Aren't you embarrassed for me, where do I understand this?" ”

"You should have some impression of how many strings there are."

Fu Ge recalled, "There are almost more than 20 of them, I really can't remember how many they are, or I'll check it for you on a cloudy day?" ”

Jun Xuanqing closed his eyes.

More than twenty, then it is not a qin, a seer or a zheng, and the possibility of a seer is greater. There are really not many cultivators in this world who know the rhythm of music, let alone those who know such an ancient musical instrument.

Jun Xuanqing faintly felt that something was wrong somewhere in his heart, but after thinking about it, he still felt that there were many places that were not smooth.

Fu Ge stopped talking and turned his head to look over. Jun Xuanqing was thinking about it, but at this moment, he had a faint smile on his face, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a good mood or not.

Fu Ge put down the teacup, got up and walked into him, leaning over to take a closer look at Jun Xuanqing's face.

Jun Xuanqing opened his eyes suddenly, but he still had a good expression on his face.

Fu Ge suddenly laughed, straightened up and said loudly, "I know, I know what it is." You and her, it's really alike! ”

Jun Xuanqing was silent, and Fu Ge walked back to the soft collapse and said to himself, "I really didn't expect that this strange woman who didn't know where to come from and my master would be so similar to each other. Whether it was Sean's sarcasm on her that day, or her bland expression in the ring, isn't it the same as you, not only is it not as simple as not being frightened and light, but also with a smile on her face all the time, and her good temper is scary, as if she doesn't know how to get angry. Hehe, that is, God didn't give her a good look, otherwise it would be very appropriate to call her the 'female version of Jun Xuanqing'. No wonder I feel so bored today that I haven't been able to leave her side, it has nothing to do with the orders you gave me, I am very comfortable with her, and I talk and treat others the same way as you, putting others before myself, how to make people listen to comfortably how to say. Think for yourself, is this the same as you? ”

Jun Xuanqing didn't speak, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked away from a distance.

Seeing his expression, Fu Ge sneered, "Look at you like this, the arrogance in my heart has been committed again, can't I hear me say that she looks like you?" Or do you think she doesn't deserve to be compared to you? I'm not a layman holding you, could it be that I will still praise her for her in front of you? That's the case, believe it or not, don't believe it yourself, go and get along with her, tsk, I forgot, why do you bother to take the initiative to talk to her? Don't let me ask her to come to you, I can't afford to lose this person. ”

Jun Xuanqing listened to her tirade, and his heart was a little annoyed, but he was not an emotional person, and these insignificant feelings were quickly wiped out in his fast-moving reason.

"Fuge, stay quiet by yourself for a while."

Fu Ge could also hear the difference in this body's words, and replied with a "whoo" in a regular manner, and then sat on the soft collapse and meditated silently.

*****

Qiu Jiu'er is very similar to Jun Xuanqing?

It's a lot like that, indeed.

But no one would think so. After all, one of the two is a son of time, and the other is just a reckless background. The difference between cloud and mud is like a person saying that the temperament of a dragon is very similar to that of an ant on the ground. That is, Fu Ge, who not only understands Jun Xuanqing, but also has the sensibility and sensitivity of a woman, and quickly grasps the very similar parts of Qiu Jiuer and Jun Xuanqing. Maybe some people will think so in their hearts, but only Fu Ge dares to say these words in front of Jun Xuanqing.

But why is Qiu Jiu'er so similar to Jun Xuanqing?

Coincidence. Even Fuge thinks so; In the past, she didn't believe that Yu Bing could have such a good demeanor as Jun Xuanqing, but now she has to believe it if she sees it. This Shenlu Dacheng is like this, and it is not surprising what kind of creatures are born.

This is not the case.

Qiu Jiu'er, it is better to say Ildai, who has deliberately imitated Jun Xuanqing's words and deeds before.

It's not ridiculous that the Holy Sect and the Holy Maiden imitate the son of time, vainly trying to put the good temperament of others on herself.

Six years ago, the Ten Heavenly Statues of the World would gather heroes from all walks of life, and the center of the conference center was the Fengshen Temple where the Ten Statues were located. Ildai is alone, there is only one Yin luck by her side, she looks at the big lively circles, her heart is indifferent but she is also used to it, she is a holy lady of the Holy Sect, but she has no cultivation, she doesn't even have the law to practice instinctively, who will take care of her? If she walked out of this temple, there would definitely be a lot of people who would come to curry favor with her, but the Holy Sect would not allow her to do so, she was the Holy Lady of the Holy Sect, and she should be admired by those vassals below the ten statues, except for this temple, nowhere else should people of her status go.

Ildai looked out at the sky, and before she knew it, a group of people was approaching.

The one who was encircled in the middle, slightly older than her, was Jun Xuanqing.

The man's golden eyes were clear and gloomy, and his voice was soft and kind. He said, "His Royal Highness the Holy Maiden Ildai, the prince of the world is polite. ”

Ildai looked at him and returned the salute, "The prince is very polite." ”

At this time, a young man from the Lieyang tribe on the side pulled Jun Xuanqing's sleeve and said, "Xuanqing, why do you have to salute her, she is different from us, you don't need to be so polite with her." ”

The young Jun Xuanqing said to the little boy, "What's the difference?" She is the Holy Lady of the Holy Sect, I am the son of the world, and we are both the Ten Young Masters, this must be the same. If one day Xuanqing is fortunate enough to inherit the unification, whether there is cultivation or not is the same, how can my light and dark family be reduced to the point of letting the head of the family personally take action to defend against the enemy? From this point of view, Her Highness Ildai and I are the same. ”

Ildai's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she stared at Jun Xuanqing's eyes carefully. This man's eyes are different from those of other sycophants; Ildai's vision of people is very accurate, others can always guess what kind of thoughts they have, she thinks that this time is good.

Besides, there is no need to flatter the holy women of the Holy Religion.

Ildai thought he was really good, and opened up to talk to him. At that time, she didn't always talk to others, because people didn't really want to talk to her.

The more I talked, the more I felt that Jun Xuanqing was really powerful, his way of doing things, his mannerism, and his expression and words all made Ildai envious. Even Ildai thought that giving this man such a skin would be a burden, but it would hide some of his better virtues.

And then there is imitation and the like, which is the afterword of the World Association.

At that time, Ildai also naively thought that even if she didn't have the talent for cultivation, if she could be a person and do Jun Xuanqing's part, others would be able to think highly of her.

*****

Time returned to the present, Jun Xuanqing looked down at the back of his hand thoughtfully.

He didn't know many people who could play Gusser. Most of the people he got acquainted with were cultivators from famous families, how could there be anyone who could play musical instruments.

There is only one person, who is also a woman, and she also has such a pair of black and red eyes.

Isis Ilda.

The former Holy Sect saintess did not have the talent for cultivation, but she would have a lot of things to cultivate her sentiments and self-cultivation; The piano and flute are all connected, and the Guser spirit is peerless in one hand, and those who have heard it can't help but close their eyes and indulge in it.

Qiu Jiu'er is Ildai, Jun Xuanqing was startled when he thought of this thought.

He thought about it carefully and thought about the scene where he had seen Qiu Jiu'er, the first time he saw her coming down from the Hidden Sun Tianpeng, which made Su Liubing and the other ladies speechless, the second time was when she said that she had mixed blood during the bone age test, the third time was Lian Zhan Sean, Ah Qiudu, Tingxi and himself in the ring, and the fourth time was the dying but stubborn person in the corridor of Yongchang......

Age, appearance, manners, hobbies, almost all match.

Although some traits such as 'alien blood' and 'tough attitude' do not match Ilda's characteristics, these may be the disguise of Qiu Jiu'er.

If it was Ilda, she would have been indifferent to Sean's abuse. This is all too normal, because Ildai has grown up almost in abusiveness. Her resistance to verbal abuse is almost the best in the world, and it is strange to be angry. And she has always been calm and smiling, ignoring what Fu Ge said 'similar to herself', Ildai is indeed a good bearing, and she is sometimes not as simple as being unfazed, but indifferent from the bones.

No matter how loud you argue, how ugly you scold, and how aggressive the reaction of others is, it seems that it has nothing to do with her—this is Jun Xuanqing's evaluation of Ildai and Qiu Jiu'er.

The corners of Jun Xuanqing's lips rose, and the golden pupils in the darkness shone brightly.

But there are two major doubts about this equation.

For one, when twisting the jungle, Yin Xing had said that Ildai was the messenger of the void. In the past, Jun Xuanqing was skeptical, but he also believed sixty percent.

This wine is not like a messenger of the void. The Void Department is extremely extensive, and cultivating the Law of the Void requires extreme single-mindedness. Jun Xuanqing himself is a top genius, although he is also a white man, but he still doesn't believe that there is such an all-powerful existence as Qiu Jiu'er.

The second is in Yubing.

Jun Xuanqing thought that even if Yu Bing didn't have a mind like herself, she was still a wise man who was not much different from herself. He can find Qiu Jiu'er's true body, but Yu Bing can't, which may be because Yu Bing really doesn't like Ildai. Ilda's hobbies and advantages, maybe Yubing didn't pay attention to it at all; Even now, since Ildai's death, Yu Bing has long forgotten the appearance of this former saintess.

But Ildai herself should also be white: the young master of the Yu clan and the son of the Yu clan, an ally of the Holy Sect, Yu Bing is an existence that hates him very much. In this case, how could Qiu Jiu'er have an affair with Yu Bing? Jun Xuanqing knew that something must have happened between Yu Bing and Qiu Jiu'er before there would be rumors, otherwise, with the courage of the people of the world, who would dare to spread the scandal of the ten young masters for no reason?

It is also suspicious that Qiu Jiu'er, the incarnation of Ildai, went to school in Qiwu, and with the relationship between the Yu Chamber of Commerce and the Holy Sect, Qiwu Academy is a very dangerous place.

After almost an hour, Jun Xuanqing opened his eyes and closed his eyes I don't know how many times, he finally came to a conclusion.

Fifty percent - he is only fifty percent sure, and the hatred of the wine is Ildai!

But give him some more information or details, Jun Xuanqing has the confidence to make a conclusion!

"Fuge, I have something to leave to you."

Fuge woke up from his meditation and turned his head to look at him. Jun Xuanqing was writing something on the table with a pen, and when Fuge walked in, he found that it was a delicate invitation letter.

"Go and give her this letter now."

On the cover of the letter, the dragon and the phoenix danced in pen and ink:

The hatred of the wine was opened in person