Looking at Qin Xuan, who was jumping happily, Leng Bingqing finally couldn't bear it, and he fainted with a knife!

Qianwen looked at the irritable Leng Bingqing, and said helplessly: "Senior sister, why did you knock him out!"

Leng Bingqing smiled awkwardly and said, "It's so noisy, I can't hold back!"

Qianwen pouted and looked at Leng Bingqing, and said, "My good senior sister, then how can you bring Brother Qin Xuan back now?"

Leng Bingqing also pouted and looked at Qin Xuan, blinked his eyes strangely, and said, "Naturally, you carried him back!"

Leng Bingqing dropped this sentence and ran away.

Qianwen, who was left behind, looked at Qin Xuan who was lying unconscious on the ground in silence, and finally sighed helplessly, resigned himself to carrying Qin Xuan, and walked in the direction of Jixian Pavilion.

Qianwen caught up with Leng Bingqing and said, "I really didn't expect Qin Xuan to be able to enter Beishan!"

Leng Bingqing said solemnly: "This matter is really beyond my expectations! Originally, the highest call to enter Beishan was the silver-haired boy - Qingtong, and there was the princess Shui Shengge of Wanshui Country!"

"Yes!" Qianwen nodded firmly and continued: "These two people lost like this, it's really unexpected!"

Leng Bingqing groaned and said to Qianwen gossiping: "I heard that this white-haired boy, Qingtong, is very handsome!"

The thing that Qianwen admires most about Leng Bingqing is that Leng Bingqing can always talk about beautiful men seriously, her face does not change, and her heart does not beat, which is what Qianwen admires the most.

Qianwen clearly knew that if he were to talk about beauties, he would definitely blush if he couldn't say two or three words! But Leng Bingqing was so comfortable, if he used an inappropriate analogy, that is, the beautiful man seemed to be just an object to be appreciated in Leng Bingqing's eyes. And Leng Bingqing thought about it, admiring those beautiful men at ease.

Qianwen seriously recalled the appearance of the silver-haired boy Qingtong, and said from the bottom of his heart: "This silver-haired boy is a rare beautiful man, but he is a little colder?"

Leng Bingqing became interested, and asked curiously, "Oh, is it even colder than our Uncle Traceless?"

Qianwen grinned, and then said, "Naturally, there is more of a fireworks smell in the world than my Uncle Traceless!"

Leng Bingqing laughed, then sighed, and said regretfully: "It's a pity, if it weren't for Shui Shengge's nonsense, I think Qingtong would have been able to get out of the cloud and mist array!"

Qianwen nodded in agreement and said: "Originally, in the outer courtyard of the South Pavilion, everyone said that Shui Shengge would definitely be able to enter Beishan this time, Su Ri looked at Shui Shengge, I also thought she was a clever girl, but I didn't want to be confused at a critical moment!"

Leng Bingqing suddenly leaned into Qianwen's ear, and said mysteriously: "Qianwen, you said that Shui Shengge did not enter Beishan, and Shui Dongsheng, the monarch of the Ten Thousand Waters Kingdom, is said to be about to come to the South Pavilion to preside over the marriage between Uncle Traceless and Shui Shengge, and then I will not be surprised how the ancestor should explain to Shui Dongsheng, the monarch of the Ten Thousand Waters Kingdom!"

Qianwen pursed his lips and said proudly: "We Beishan, can anyone enter if they want to! If the ancestor, the master, the uncle, don't want to see the Shui Dongsheng, even if the Shui Dongsheng has lived in the outer court for thousands of years, don't want to see the ancestor, the master, the uncle!"

Leng Bingqing said with a smile, "But if that's it! Come to think of it, this Shui Shengge fortunately didn't enter the South Pavilion, if it enters the South Pavilion, those of us who are juniors will be made difficult by her!"

Qianwen opened his mouth in surprise, and finally couldn't help but complain: "Senior sister, in Beishan, if you want to go sideways, anyone will make way for you!"

Leng Bingqing snorted coldly, but did not continue to talk about Qianwen's topic, but said, "Now there is one more person in the Cloud and Mist Array!"

"You mean Si Chen?" Qianwen looked at Leng Bingqing's bright eyes, sighed and said, "There has never been a thousand-year assessment in the South Pavilion before, and the two of them have entered Beishan first!"

Leng Bingqing smiled at Qianwen and said, "Do you want to make a bet, can this legendary Shu Dansi enter the South Pavilion?"

Qianwen shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't want to bet with you, every time you lose, you will cheat!"

Leng Bingqing glared at Qianwen dissatisfied, only to blame Qianwen for telling the truth.

Perhaps because of Leng Bingqing's eyes, Qianwen was too stressed, so Qianwen had to open the topic and said, "I heard that Si Chen is in distress, and Uncle Wuxian has already gone to find a way for Master Yusheng!"

Leng Bingqing smiled and said, "Uncle Wusheng's original intention was to ask Master Yusheng for help, but Master Yusheng's spiritual pet 'Cuckoo' has already spread all the words that Master Yusheng said to Uncle Wusheng at that time in the South Pavilion!

Qianwen complained and said, "'Cuckoo', this long-tongued bird, is it just gossiping everywhere!, but I'm so busy today, I really haven't heard the news about Uncle Wuji and Si Chen......"

Leng Bingqing smiled proudly and beckoned to Qianwen, Qianwen curiously leaned his head over, and heard Leng Bingqing say: "Bugu said, but Uncle Buji hurriedly broke into the pavilion, while Master Yusheng was leisurely drinking tea and watching the scenery. Uncle Buxian said to Master Ancestor Yusheng very unceremoniously, "Someone wants to prevent Si Chen from entering Beishan, at this moment, the forest of miasma is in chaos, Master Ancestor, you can do it yourself!"

Qianwen threw the unconscious Qin Xuan to the ground all of a sudden, all along, Uncle Wuxian can be said to be a hero-like figure in Qianwen's mind!

Yes, as long as there is a little bit of wind and grass in Beishan, Qianwen is curious!

Leaving Qin Xuan, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Qianwen and Leng Bingqing found a pavilion and began to talk about the rumors that Bugu was passing on in Beishan!

Leng Bingqing grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his sleeve and handed them to Qianwen, Qianwen was very happy to find Leng Bingqing's melon seeds, and he swallowed the melon seeds very smoothly and smoothly!

Leng Bingqing grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his sleeve again, glanced at Qianwen, and snorted the melon seeds with a pleasant expression, while sipping on the melon seeds. Leng Bingqing said while saying: "It is said that at that time, in the Pavilion, the tense scene was almost difficult to control for a while! Master Yusheng suspected that Wuxian was testing himself, and suspected that he would secretly help Si Chen, so he threw the teacup next to him towards Uncle Wuxian very angrily!"

"What!" Qianwen excitedly threw the melon seed shell in his hand and stood up angrily, "How can Master Yusheng be so kind to Uncle Wuji!"

Leng Bingqing hurriedly beckoned Qianwen to sit down, Qianwen sat down depressedly, Leng Bingqing continued: "According to Bugu, but Master Yusheng is not disapprehensive and said to Uncle Wuxian that my apprentice who Yusheng wants to accept, if this little wind and waves, he can't solve it by himself, then it means that he has nothing to do with our Beishan." ”

Qianwen looked at Leng Bingqing with some doubts and said, "Is it that long-tongued bird from the cuckoo, adding fuel and vinegar to the nonsense, or senior sister, you messed up the original news again?"

Listening to Qianwen's questioning, Leng Bingqing threw all the melon seeds in his hand on Qianwen's face dissatisfied, and Qianwen was not angry, he swept his face with his hand very calmly and stood up.

At this time, Leng Bingqing also got up, she was walking in front, Qianwen cast a spell to temporarily puppet Qin Xuan, this puppet spell is harmless to people, it just costs some spiritual power of Shi Fa. Qianwen didn't want to consume his mental power before, but along the way, he found that carrying Qin Xuancai on his back was even more tired!

After casting the puppet technique, Qin Xuan obediently followed behind Qianwen.

Leng Bingqing suddenly looked back and asked Qianwen, "Do you think Si Chen, who is in the cloud and mist array at this moment, can enter Beishan?"

Qianwen thought seriously for a moment and said, "I see that the ancestors and masters are very optimistic about Si Chen, he should ...... Approximately...... It's a place to be able to enter Kitayama......"

Leng Bingqing propped his chin and said, "If that's the case, it seems that there will be a lot of excitement in the South Pavilion in the future!"

After speaking, Leng Bingqing looked at Qin Xuan again, and said seriously: "Qianwen, have you noticed that this Seventh Prince of Shengdu is still quite handsome!"

Qianwen shook his head helplessly, and said: "Senior sister, when a normal girl says something like you, she usually looks like a shy or when she says something like you! And your serious appearance, a serious look, is really not the eyes of looking at people! Senior sister, we are so familiar, it's nothing, if you show such a true color in front of unfamiliar people, it will scare others!"

Leng Bingqing shrugged his shoulders indifferently, looked at Qin Xuan carefully, and said curiously: "Obviously a guy who can't practice with weapons and souls, how can he overcome many tests and enter Beishan?"

Qianwen looked at the expression of Mu Ran in front of him, suddenly smiled, and then said to Leng Bingqing: "It's not because the glazed grass given to him by the fourth and fifth masters helped him!"

Leng Bingqing suddenly realized, "I said! This guy is lucky!"

Leng Bingqing and Qianwen walked forward with a smile and a smile all the way, and Qin Xuan's movements followed behind them slowly.

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In fact, at this moment, Si Chen had been wandering in the triple illusion of the Cloud and Mist Array.

Si Chen trembled, his face was pale in the triple dream, in this piece of yellow sand, the wind and sand were filled, and Si Chen's eyes were confused.

Si Chen stopped his staggering steps, because a voice in his heart was telling him that since he didn't know how long he was going to go or where he was going, it was better to stop and take a look!

Si Chen looked up at the endless and boundless desert, and he still felt that this place full of yellow sand was like a frozen sea under the sun.

The sand dunes rose and fell, moving and still in Si Chen's eyes, maintaining a wave posture.