"What is the relationship between the little boy and the Jing family?" the white-clothed man's white slender fingers rested on the celadon-colored teacup.

The contrast between blue and white makes his already white fingers whiter, and the cyan veins on the back of his hand can be faintly seen at close range.

"It's just that they all happen to have the same surname, so what does it matter. Jing Ge picked up the teacup and took a sip of it.

The tea is fragrant.

"The objects targeted by the little boy are all people who have had a holiday with the Jing family, and they happen to be surnamed Jing, if you dig deeper, even the body shape is somewhat similar to Jing Ge, the daughter of the Jing family. ”

The gray eyes of the man in white locked Jing Ge's face tightly: "Does the little boy think that this seat will believe that it is just a coincidence?"

"I don't believe it. Jing Ge faced the question of the man in white, his face did not change, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"If the little boy is worried about the harm caused by this seat, then there is no need, a few years ago, the Jing family had a favor to this seat, and this seat is not a person who will take revenge. The man in white speaks with his own aura, but it does not make people afraid or disgusted, but has a magic that people can't help but believe.

However, Jing Ge is not such a naïve person, even if she knows that the other party has no reason to persecute her, she still doesn't want to believe it, and she is unwilling to tell a strange man about her experience.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you in the next, and it has nothing to do with the Jing family. ”

Jing Ge put down the already empty teacup: "If you don't have anything else important, you can leave first, there are still people waiting at home, it's not good to stay outside for too long." ”

"Wait. ”

The man in white called Jing Ge, who stood up.

"Where did the Frost Sword come from?"

Jing Ge turned his back to the man in white, his eyebrows tightened.

Turn around.

The murderous look in his eyes was revealed.

"How much do you know about the Frost Sword?"

"Maybe more than you, maybe less than you. The man in white showed his first smile since Jing Ge entered.

Elegant and pure.

"Little boy, you might as well sit down and talk in detail. ”

At this point, it's impossible to go any further.

Whether it's for her next plan, or for Frost's safety, this conversation must go on.

Jing Ge was sure to win the first place in the written test, but he couldn't fight everyone.

Not to mention the group of old men hiding behind them.

Everyone has greed.

Not to mention the special of the Frost Sword.

and a pot of fragrant dumplings, which is undoubtedly coveted by tens of millions of people.

Since she had promised her master the Immeasurable Saint Venerable that she would take good care of the Frost, she would not risk letting the Frost Sword be known to the world before she was strong enough to protect it.

The competition was also an unavoidable accident.

"How much do you know about the Frost Sword?" Jing Ge sat down and asked the question he wanted to know.

The man in white smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, little boy, this seat is Lan Ruozhen of the Wuling Sect, he happened to pass by Ducheng on the way to travel, and when the Qingyun competition started, he couldn't resist the two stubbornness, so he came here." ”

After Lan Ruozhen calmly introduced himself, he also said the reason why he came here, so that Jing Ge could trust him with confidence.

In order for a person to gain the trust of the other party, he must first show his sincerity.

Jing Ge's eyebrows were raised, and he looked at the other party quietly.

Wait for him to continue.

"I only heard the frost sword from the master's mouth, I thought it would be impossible to see this sword in my life, but I didn't expect to see it in the hands of the little boy, I was really curious, and I hope that the little boy will tell the whereabouts of the immeasurable saint. ”

Jing Ge saw sincerity and honesty in the other party's eyes.

"The master has passed away, the soul has dissipated, and there is no such person in the world. ”