"Can't afford it?"

Si Liang casually bypassed her hand, cleared his throat and said, "It's not made of my ashes, don't be sentimental." ”

Kugi was full of doubts, could it be that he also forcibly made a sword from other people's ashes.

"That's even more unacceptable."

"The original owner of this sword has already died, I can't bear to see it wandering outside before it is in my pocket, if you don't want it, throw it on the table, and throw it in it when I pass by the flame prison another day."

Kugi clenched his sword tightly, and the flames were pure hellfire, and everything he threw into it was burned clean before he stopped. She looked down at the sword, and was a little reluctant, hiding behind her and saying, "If Xianjun lies to me, be careful that you can't sleep at night." ”

"Hiss-" Changming gritted his teeth and took a cool breath, and said everything in vain when he mentioned something to herself, and dared to contradict Xianjun.

"You have a toothache?" Si Liang lowered his head and glared at Changming.

"No, no."

"Stop." Jiu Mu put his hands in a posture of stopping, and the beige linen sleeves lightly curved up to disturb his vision, "Xianjun will say a few more words to him, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the Changping Hall in my life." ”

Si Liang closed his eyes, put down the hand behind his back, and retreated silently.

"What did the Drifter tell you, and I want you to ask me about the sword."

"He said that this sword is not named, so it is not easy to handle, if it has a master, it should be named by the master." Jiumu raised his feet and took a few steps, and walked around to the other side of Si Liang to see what he was looking at so fascinating.

"It's good that you're up, it's yours."

"Ah, I'm naming it. You have to think about it. Jiumu thought for a moment after speaking, "Let's call it Qingxin." ”

At first sight, the heart of "Qing".

Si Liang clenched his fist lightly in front of the raised curved lips, coughed twice, but said with an attitude that it was not his business: "Feel free." ”

Jiu Mu was happy, the black hair that was curled up randomly behind her fell down her face, she picked up her hand and pulled it to her shoulders and bowed down and said, "Then I'll go first, Xianjun is busy." ”

"Hey." Si Liang called her.

"What's wrong?"

He pointed to the figure outside the window and said, "He is old, and it is good for him to come and talk to him often." ”

Jiumu searched for it, found that it was the old man's declining figure, and said with a smile: "You don't say that I will also come." "That's the stone that followed the prince to listen to the young master's lectures, which is naturally beneficial.

"Gone." Her steps were brisk, and when she left the door of the hall, she thought that it was rare to come to the heavenly realm, so it was better to go to Xu Ziliu's good list to pick out what was pleasant.

She took a step back as she took a step, turned and ran back to the garden.

Wangsheng Shi's eyes were glued to Jiu Mu's body, and when he saw her suddenly coming this way, he hurriedly got up and pulled the fairy grass on the ground with his cane.

Jiumu bowed to him again, and said, "If the prince is happy, I will come to see you next time with a courtesy." ”

"Ahem, Gong, the title of Sone is a bit unreasonable, let's call it Old Man."

"Okay, I still have something to do, go first, your old man bask in the sun." Jiumu was running fast, and before the old man could react, he ran away and disappeared.

The little fairies who were walking hurriedly along the road all looked sideways at Jiu Mu, and they saw her hairy. When she stepped into the Zhaoyang Palace, the immortal official inside suddenly stood up and shouted: "It's her!" ”

Jiumu reflexively clenched his arms and asked weakly, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Suddenly, the little fairies who were busy all gathered in front of her, asking questions from left to right.

Because there were too many people, Jiumu didn't have time to tell what they were going to ask, so he turned around and broke out of the encirclement and ran to Xu Ziliu, who heard the sound.

When the group of little fairies saw him coming, they scattered again, leaving only regretful whispers.

"Xu Ziliu, what's the matter with them?!"

Xu Ziliu fixed his eyes and saw the person who came, so the other party was noisy and clear. He grabbed the notebook and said helplessly: "It's not because of the Jiangzhou Spring Festival." ”

"So what?"

With a snap, he waved his sleeves and threw out a scroll, pointed to the words on it, and said, "You have become the immortal who most wants to see the holy dance in the hearts of the people in the halls of all sizes." ”

"Holy Dance, I can't do Holy Dance! There are many goddesses in dancing clothes in the heavenly realm, why choose me! "Jiumu wants to cry without tears, she wants to be a martial god, not a dancing god. The point is that she wasn't the one who danced that day!

Although it reads the same, it is actually very different.

"Anyway, I don't jump, you can find someone else."

Xu Ziliu silently put away the scroll and glanced at Jiumu from top to bottom. Plain clothes are tired, tall and tall, and his figure can't be seen. But I did see it at the festival that day, and she had the same face, but she didn't know that she had a wonderful dancing skill hidden in the sky.

"Those people are begging you to dance."

"I don't jump, I won't, I don't want to."

He rolled his eyes and said, "So what are you going to do?" ”

"I'll see if there are any good orders to take, and the debt can't be repaid, right?" Kugi said this, rummaging around his desk mercilessly.

Xu Ziliu approached him, covered his mouth and said, "If you want me to say, why don't you take this opportunity to get some oil and water?" ”

"Scooping up oil and water?" Jiu Mu looked at the ghostly expression on his face, and hurriedly approached him and asked, "What good way do you have it, we are Sanqi." ”

"Sanqi? You might as well grab it. He stretched out five fingers in his sleeve, only for Jiumu to see, "This number, I will help you, it will not be less than hundreds of thousands of merits." ”

Several hundred thousand?! Hundreds of thousands!

Jiumu swallowed his saliva, couldn't bear the excitement and hurriedly asked, "What do you want?" ”

"Let's just say that you are only talented and knowledgeable, and you need to find a good teacher to teach you to jump, and then raise funds to ask for a teacher, I will find it, and you will jump. What do you think? ”

She looked back at the sharp-eyed fairies and whispered, "Can it work?" ”

"You have underestimated the gods of the Heavenly Realm, there is no place to spend the merits they have secretly hidden, if you are willing, you will be able to pay off Si Liang's debt this time. Moreover, the position of the dancing god is also close at hand. ”

Jiumu shook his head, naturally knowing that dancing was not a martial god, so he clasped his hands and replied: "The dancing god is empty, if I want to be a martial god." ”

Xu Ziliu was very afraid that the merit he had received would be disappointed, so he persuaded: "There is no conflict between the Martial God and the God of Dance, think about it, is it easy for the miscellaneous god to be promoted or is it easy for the god of dance to be promoted?" ”

"I've already checked, there are already people in Jiangzhou who worship you, it's just a nameless dancing god, but the portraits are all your figure."

Jiumu was clear, no wonder she felt that her divine power had recovered quickly, it turned out that the nameless incense had been placed on her by Xu Ziliu.

He added in a weird way: "Hundreds of thousands of merits! How many orders do you have to take? ”

She nodded her fingers and got countless orders. Xu Ziliu's words are not unreasonable, and the reward for fighting his life is only a few decades of life. It's too slow.

Jiumu quickly calculated in his mind, and suddenly reacted that this was more than a pie in the sky! This is a dream come true, and merit falls from heaven.

"Yes, you can, but you promise to find me a teacher, and besides, whether I study well depends on Destiny."

"Then it's decided, this matter is not in a hurry, the six main gods have not yet discussed when the celebration will be held."

"Qingli, what kind of celebration, such a big row, and invite someone to dance the holy dance."

"A thousand years away from the long-term hatred."

As soon as Jiumu heard these three words, he asked, "Xu Ziliu, the fundraising you said is to only raise money with Lichang Hate." ”

"You don't care about that." He rubbed his hands uneasily, and pursued after him: "Then it's decided?" ”

"Hop hop, no one will give me hundreds of thousands of merits in vain." Even if it is 100,000, no one will give it in vain. Since it is the merit of leaving long-term hatred, don't you want it in vain, isn't it just dancing?

As long as he doesn't feel disgusting, the people in the whole heavenly realm don't feel disgusting, and it doesn't hurt to jump, hahaha!

"Okay! Just wait for the letter. ”