Under the moonlight, Song Huaizhu looked at the junior brother who was in charge of the intelligence of the whole continent and had always seen things clearly.

Monk Xuezhai looked at his gaze and sighed.

"You also understand, Xiliang Sword Pavilion will definitely do something this time."

Song Huaizhu's eyes froze.

"Of course, I was also at fault for not receiving the information," a trace of guilt slipped into Monk Xuezhai's eyes.

The fact that the Xiliang Sword Pavilion was so powerful and came to the Shendu, he actually didn't receive the news at the beginning, which was a great shame.

"You can't be blamed for this," Song Huaizhu said slowly, "No one can predict the whereabouts of the Xiliang Sword Saint, this time it must be a temporary ......."

"Don't lie to yourself," Monk Xuezhai interrupted him coldly, "Do you believe it yourself?" ”

Song Huaizhu was silent.

"Xiliang Sword Pavilion's action this time is definitely not improvised." Monk Xuezhai said in a deep voice.

Not only could it not be a temporary idea, but the receiver of Middle-earth intelligence narrowed his eyes, not only could it not be a temporary intention, but it could even be a deliberate blow that had been premeditated for many years.

And those who can't perceive this are probably the only young people in power today in Da Zhou.

Of course, in fact, whether that person is in power or not is only known to the Great Zhou people themselves, a trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of Monk Xuezhai, if he can, he doesn't want to talk about issues related to the political situation.

"Yukisai?" Song Huaizhu noticed his junior brother's emotions and said softly, "It's okay if you don't want to say it." ”

After all, he understood the hardships of this junior brother, and when it came to the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, this was the open and secret struggle between the two countries.

"It's okay," Monk Xuezhai glanced at him, "We're only going to discuss this exam." ”

For the first time, the young monk put away his usual compassionate expression, and his voice cooled.

"Xiliang Sword Pavilion is going out this time, no matter what the result is, I still want face."

And for the arrogant Xiliang Sword Pavilion, the face that those group of sword maniacs said was nothing else.

"Huiyuan."

Song Huaizhu said lightly.

The forehead of the monk Xuezhai.

"Maybe in the eyes of Xiliang people, it's not just Huiyuan, they even want to win the first and second places."

The monk who was originally indisputable with the world was expressionless, "After all, I actually brought Mo Han and Ruan Qing at the same time." ”

Song Huaizhu looked at him silently, and Monk Xuezhai realized that he and his senior brother were taking the examination at the same time, which was somewhat similar to Mo Han Ruanqing's situation in a sense.

The young monk coughed.

"We're not like them, I'm just playing."

He just wanted to open the way for his senior brother, and Da Zhou's fame meant nothing to him.

"But Mo Han is different from Ruan Qing." Monk Xuezhai stared at Song Huaizhu solemnly, "Either of these two people has the ability to compete for Huiyuan. ”

The Xiliang Sword Pavilion was Song Huaizhu's biggest opponent, while Mo Han and Ruan Qing were the undoubted absolute main forces of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

There was an inexplicable mist in Song Huaizhu's eyes, and Monk Xuezhai closed his eyes, opened them immediately, and spoke quietly.

"Especially Ruan Qing."

There was a wisp of incomprehension in Song Huaizhu's eyes.

Monk Xuezhai sighed when he looked at him like this.

"I know that you and Mo Han have fought before, and I know his strength, so I am not worried about Mo Han."

Mo Han is the nominal first person of the younger generation of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

But at this moment, the young monk said that he was not worried about this one.

Monk Xuezhai looked at the cold bright moon in the sky, as if he saw the woman's cold eyes.

Ruan Qing's reputation is not obvious because this one doesn't like to go out at all.

Compared with Su Qing, who has no skills but likes to go out and provoke others, this is a completely opposite existence.

Song Huaizhu looked at the junior brother whose face had never been so grim, and he was also very surprised.

No one would have thought that the most feared thing in the Xiliang Sword Pavilion was actually a disciple who was like air.

Song Huaizhu knew Mo Han very well, but as Monk Xuezhai said, he didn't know Ruan Qing at all.

When Ruan Qing appeared in the Sword Pavilion, he had already begun to travel frequently, and because of Su Qing, he never went to the Sword Pavilion again, and thus lost the opportunity to get along with this distant junior sister.

But even if he stayed in the temple back then, he probably wouldn't see her.

Even Mo Han, who didn't care about people when he was a child, could be forced to run after her...... It can be seen how cold and low-key that woman is.

If the Xiliang Sword Saint hadn't raised Ruan Qing to the status of a senior sister, maybe many people wouldn't know this name at all.

She's like an ice mist in the snowfield, and she can't see her figure until she freezes you to death.

"You...... Why do you think so? Song Huaizhu asked.

Monk Xuezhai took a deep breath.

"Ruan Qing's sharpness is very terrifying."

Monk Xuezhai recalled in his mind the first and last time he saw Ruan Qing deal with the enemy.

It was a stream of rogues from the Houjin Grassland, who attacked the Xiliang Sword Pavilion without long eyes for some reason, and at that time, the monk Xuezhai was exchanging with Mo Han on the order of the master and was a guest in the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

Then he saw how Ruan Qing could meet the enemy alone in Mo Han's absence.

The young monk rubbed the goosebumps that had appeared under his robe, and it had been a long time, but he would never forget the scene at that time.

"I've seen Ruan Qing treat the enemy, and he is simply the ice queen of Xiliang."

The young monk explained succinctly.

Yes, the Snow Queen.

Monk Xuezhai searched his mind, but he could only find such words.

He had never seen a woman ...... that fierceness

Thinking of this, Monk Xuezhai was suddenly stunned.

…… No, in fact, he had seen a woman.

It seems to feel the same way.

At this time, in the meditation room of the White Horse Temple where the Xiliang Sword Pavilion was staying, there were also people discussing the woman.

There was also a quarrel in the Xiliang Sword Pavilion at this time.

"Father, in the Great Zhou Realm, it's okay if you don't do anything about the results of the Great Zhou Arts,"

Su Qing broke another tea bowl, and under the flickering of the red candle, she stared at the closed eyes of the Shangshou Xiliang Sword Saint and asked loudly.

"Why are you still partial to Ruan Qing!"

The Xiliang Sword Saint was indifferent to his angry daughter, and said expressionlessly.

"How did I favor her?"

"She offended me today!"

Su Qing thought of Ruan Qing, who was questioning himself in public in front of the public today, and his eyes flashed with jealousy, you must know that this is something that the disciples of the Sword Pavilion would never dare to do!

"If Mother is here, that woman will be sent back tonight!" Su Qing screamed.

Xiliang Sword Saint sat above with his eyes closed and was silently cultivating, extremely indifferent to his daughter's screams, but just when he heard this, the old man opened his eyes.

The old man's eyes looked at Su Qing's eyes with extreme coldness.

"Send it back?"

Su Qing actually only dared to look at his father when his eyes were closed, but he didn't expect his father who was cultivating to really open his eyes, his eyes were lowered at this time, and his momentum was already half smaller.

However, before she could speak, the cold voice of the Xiliang Sword Saint came from the top of her head again.

The old man's voice was as cold as the wind on the western cool snowfield, and he looked firmly into his daughter's eyes.

"Send Ruan Qing back, are you going to fight for her for the top prize?"