After speaking, Qiao Songnian handed the silver ball to Qiao Yan.

A medium-grade spiritual weapon, and a silver winged lotus, Qiao Yan seemed to have felt the admiring gaze cast by Nangong Yue.

Carefully put away the silver winged lotus, Qiao Yan immediately said excitedly: "I'll go back and prepare for tomorrow's competition!" ”

After saying that, he was going down the mountain.

Qiao Songnian suddenly remembered something, and advised: "Yan'er, you go back and call Sikong Shuo to me, I must find out who stole my Yuehua Xuanxiao fish!" ”

"Okay grandpa!"

*****

It's late at night.

Ye Xiu, who was asleep, felt the air inexplicably hot.

This feeling is familiar and strange at the same time.

The scene of that day's mission to the temple flashed back to his mind.

The line of sight became clearer, and he saw the man leaving in the crowd, the weapon used to cut the throat exposed in the hanging sleeve.

It's a golden and red blade!

The dagger, of course, is a gift from himself to the ingot.

The shock brought by this sudden clear picture made Ye Xiu wake up suddenly and sit up from the couch.

Holding his forehead with his hand, Ye Xiu, who was covered in a cold sweat, realized that he was dreaming just now.

Looking out the window, the cold moonlight sprinkled in the yard, it was obviously the cool season.

Why does it feel so hot that people can't breathe?

"You're awake." Suddenly, a man's voice sounded in the room.

Ye Xiu's heart was shocked, and his eyes were quickly withdrawn from the window, looking for the sound.

At the table in the room, there was a man sitting there.

The clothes are as red as fire, and black as ink.

The voice was deep.

Those eyes were full of crazy heat.

Unrestrained hair, with an eerie red in the night.

The pattern on the cuffs, Ye Xiu remembered clearly, it was the person who killed Xu Yao in the mission hall!

A man who suddenly appeared in the room, and it was a man.

But looking at him, there was no panic in his heart, and even looking at the man's beautiful and magical face, there was a hint of familiarity mixed with inexplicable surprises?

How could there be, such a wonderful feeling.

"You killed Xu Yao?" Ye Xiu slept because he was exchanging rooms with Qin Ye.

Therefore the clothes are on the body.

"Don't you remember me?"

After the man finished speaking, he took out a golden and red dagger and gently placed it on the table.

Ye Xiu looked at the dagger, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "The dagger of the ingot, how can it be in your hand!" ”

"I am an ingot, and I am also addicted, and the world likes to call me a god."

Addiction is slow.

But every word, every sentence was clearly knocked on Ye Xiu's heart.

The sword ghost said that the god phoenix has awakened in ten years.

At that time, Yuan Bao was more than nine years old and had no martial spirit.

Because of this, he also promised him a Zhibao Pavilion.

The ingots in memory are well-behaved and obedient, like a fart, obedient.

Although he is already tall among his peers, he is still half a head short in front of him.

But the man in front of him, although he was sitting, if he stood up, I was afraid that he would have to bend down when he went out.

He looked at the dagger on the table and closed his eyes.

opened his mouth and said: "Four years ago, you fell in love with Tan Rong, the second son of the Tan family, and wrote a love letter to express your intentions, which was sent by me, do you remember?" ”

Although it wasn't something he did, but the memory was still there, Ye Xiu immediately nodded and said, "Remember." ”

"And that Tan Rong didn't know what to do, and spread his love letters everywhere, and from then on, everyone thought that you were a broken sleeve, so they laughed at you and ridiculed you, just remember."