Li Jie blinked and looked at Jing Chuan with a questioning expression, not that she questioned whether Qingzhu was a disciple of Qingyun Sect, but that she didn't understand that she was actually Jing Chuan's fiancée. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jing Chuan smiled and nodded, "That's right, she's my fiancée." ”

Ask yourself, I don't know when, I really like the beautiful girl next to me, I used to think that I was just sympathetic to her, but when Qing Yi said that sentence, I realized that I really liked her.

Otherwise, the heart... It doesn't hurt so much.

Although she is sometimes very vexatious, she is not as gentle and considerate and empathetic as Allure, and she may not be like Allure is a woman who can run a house, but in her heart, she is already as important as Allure, and it is true love that cannot be separated.

Li Jie didn't show anything about this, just nodded friendly to Qingzhu, and was even more curious about what happened to Jingchuan during this time.

As for what Qingzhu said, Lijie is not stupid, knowing that she may have misunderstood her relationship with Jingchuan, she simply stopped talking to Jingchuan, and she thought about it more.

When he arrived at Vice President Yuan Eryang, it was unfortunate that Yuan Eryang was not there, and the guards didn't know why he went.

However, Tianfeng Academy has a special residence for foreign guests, and Li Jie brought Jing Chuan and the two of them there, and Qing Yun Sect used to come to live here, because he was really curious, and he wanted to have a good chat with Jing Chuan, but when he looked at Qingzhu's strange eyes, Li Jie shook his head and smiled bitterly, or have a chance to talk about it in the future.

Night fell, after dinner, Jingchuan couldn't sleep on the bed with his hands behind his head, Qingzhu lived next door, maybe because of his vigilance against the new environment, or because the mysterious man was always tugging at Jingchuan's heart...

Suddenly, Jing Chuan sat up and asked Aofeng, "Master, my Blood Contract Scroll is still with you, right?"

As if he understood what Jing Chuan was going to do, Aofeng said softly, "What? You're going to find that person to help you unlock the Blood Contract Scroll?"

Jingchuan nodded.

Aofeng hesitated for a moment and said with some concern, "You have to think about it, aren't you afraid that he will take it for himself after unlocking? Even with the strength he shows now, you are not his opponent no matter what, this kind of person... Until you know whether he is good or bad, you better stay away from him so as not to get into trouble. ”

Jing Chuan sighed, Aofeng's worries also had his reasons, but right now, except for him, no one could unlock this blood contract scroll, Nightblade... To be honest, in comparison, although I have only met Wuxin twice, I feel that this person will not harm me.

And the Nightblade... It may not be possible to unlock this blood contract scroll.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jingchuan still decided to find Wuxin and bet that he would help himself...

I originally wanted to call Qingzhu together, but then I thought about it, what if I didn't want to do it to myself, forget it, I still don't call her, not to mention that the lights in Qingzhu's room have been turned off, so I must be asleep.

When he came out, it was already late at night, and the entire Tianfeng Academy seemed to be asleep, Jing Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, where to find Wuxin so late, maybe people also fell asleep, and it was not good to disturb him again.

But I really couldn't sleep, so I had to walk around Tianfeng Academy, I have to say that the architectural style and layout of this Tianfeng Academy are really similar to Qingyun Sect, except for the four halls of Qingyun Sect, there is no one here, and the rest of the stone and tile are all like copied over.

Under the bright moonlight, Jing Chuan walked around with his little hands behind his back, and he didn't know where he went, when he faintly heard a flute sound in his ears, a faint flute sound.

Carefully capturing the source of the sound, Jing Chuan groped his way a little bit, and in a small pavilion in front of him, there was a man in white, sitting on a bench in the small pavilion, with one leg on the bench, surrounded by pond lotuses, this is like the back garden of the Qingyun Sect Qingtang, in the sparkling pond water, the fish seem to be attracted by the sound of the flute, all swimming happily, gathered at the edge of the small pavilion.

The sound of the flute sounded again, sublimating into the deep space with stars and the bright moon, dancing gracefully and lightly with the clouds, like the noise of heaven and earth turned into a splendid tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll, a fresh and mysterious heavenly sound.

Under the lonely night sky, the sound of the flute seems to be close to the distance, or or Yang, indulged in Jingchuan, the mind gradually sketches the memories of childhood, pulled by the sound of the flute, happy and with a touch of sadness.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute stopped, and only the faint sound of the night wind and the ripples of the pool could be heard.

"You've been standing there for a long time, come and sit down. ”

Awakened suddenly, Jingchuan ghost envoy walked to the small pavilion and sat on the bench opposite Wuxin, looking at the latter with a godless and amazed gaze, the elegant arc on the corner of the latter's mouth was still hanging there.

After a long time, he shook his head helplessly, "Are you going to sit like this all the time?"

"Ahh Oh, didn't you still play the piano last time... Why is it this time..."

In front of this man, Jing Chuan felt like an ignorant ant, and the temperament exuded by the latter, although it looked like an elegant scholar, but that kind of irresistible majesty, even if it was a night blade, was much different...

Wuxin held the bamboo flute in his hand and glanced at Jing Chuan contemptuously, "If you have something, just say it, discuss art with you, I feel that it is blasphemy against me." ”

Jing Chuan swallowed his saliva, took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to Wuxin, "I want you..."

Before Jing Chuan finished speaking, Wuxin glanced at the scroll in the young man's hand out of the corner of his eye, and said, "Blood Contract, I can't imagine that there is such a thing in the Xuanwu Empire, but it is not suitable for you to use, otherwise it will wear out your heart, so I advise you to lose it." ”

Jingchuan took a deep breath, and sure enough... This guy didn't even look at it and knew that he was a blood contract scroll, which on the one hand proved that Eller Moying didn't lie to himself, and on the other hand, how strong is this guy's soul power...

"Why can't I practice it?"

Wuxin looked up at the vast starry sky and said lightly, "It doesn't matter, if you want to, you can practice it, but when the time comes, you can do it yourself." ”

"Can you help me untie it, then... I can't untie it myself..."

Wuxin smiled, "Don't you have a soul body in your body, his words should be fine." ”

"Uh..." Jing Chuan was stunned, he saw through Aofeng's matter when he first met him, so he didn't feel any shock when he said it now.

Scratching his head at a loss, Jing Chuan whispered, "Master, he's seriously injured... The soul power is like it is gone... So he couldn't help me. ”

Wuxin nodded lightly, and then looked at Jing Chuan with an inexplicable smile, "But why should I help you, or you take out what I like to exchange with me." ”

"What do you like? As long as I have it, I will give it to you!"

Wuxin glanced at Jing Chuan up and down, and shook his head, "I really don't like you, but the woman next to you, I'm a little interested." ”