Zixiao Jian chose the Northern Meditation Cultivation, which was a little unexpected for Xiao Hanyan.

After all, his cultivation is too low now to control this sword, Xiao Hanyan looked at Li Yunshen with an unclear look in his eyes.

"Sect Master, this sword needs to be concluded?" Bei Ming Xiu asked her admittedly.

Xiao Hanyan didn't answer him, stretched out his hand, and withdrew his sword.

Several people looked surprised, wondering why she did this.

Bei Mingxiu's eyes froze even more, and he forgot to retract the action of holding the sword for a while.

Now he looks like this, how funny he looks.

only listened to Xiao Hanyan's cold tone, and he was very indifferent: "You still have half a month to leave the Qi Sect, and this sword can't be given to you." ”

This is a result that no one can predict, Li Yunshen also looked at Xiao Hanyan and looked at the appearance of the Northern Immortal Cultivator who lost his mind, and felt no feeling in his heart.

Bei Mingxiu withdrew his hand numbly, his eyes were full of emotions that Xiao Hanyan couldn't understand, he just met her cold eyes, and his voice was already trembling: "The disciple is unwilling, the disciple has no family, the world is big, but there is no place for me." ”

The young man was desolate.

Xiao Hanyan said: "This seat will arrange a place for you to go, you can rest assured of this." ”

The Zixiao Sword was suddenly withdrawn, and it had just cultivated a relationship with its master, when it was thick, it was interrupted and rebelled like a child.

The sword light flashed, and the bright essence light gave a fiery touch, Xiao Hanyan's face turned cold, and the jade hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and the cold and compelling power in the palm frightened the sword spirit to put away the overflowing sword qi.

"The disciple just wants to stay in the Qi Sect, even if he is a sweeping disciple, he is willing to do so!" The Northern Cultivator knelt down towards Xiao Hanyan with a sad expression.

Leng Qingshuang and Jimo Jun looked at each other, and stopped talking.

"Hmph, you are willing to be a sweeping disciple, this seat does not agree, no matter how insistent you are, it is useless." Xiao Hanyan sneered.

The previous two times, Li Yunshen, who interceded for the Northern Meditation Cultivator, chose to remain silent this time.

Xiao Hanyan withdrew the Zixiao Sword with cold eyes, turned around and walked into the inner hall.

From the inside out, her clear and cold voice came out: "Yunshen, you come in." ”

"Sect Master!" Bei Ming Xiu had already heard a cry, and he had a bad premonition that the master summoned Li Yunshen because of the matter of Zixiao Sword......

If that's the case, it's too unfair to him.

That's what should belong to him, why should he give it to Li Yunshen!

Bei Mingxiu's eyes were cold, "Stand, you are not allowed to go!" ”

His voice is extremely dark, giving people a feeling of oppression for no reason.

Li Yunshen stopped and turned around, his face was as usual: "Why can't you go, the sect master summons you, how dare the disciple disobey?" ”

After speaking, he ignored the murderous gaze of the Northern Immortal Cultivator and slowly entered the Purple Cloud Palace.

Jimo Jun and Leng Qingshuang looked at this scene awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

They simply didn't care about anything and left their own cultivation.

Bei Mingxiu stood up, his back to the sunset that was beginning to sink in the west, and his gaze was incomprehensible.

The atmosphere inside the Purple Cloud Hall is not very good.

Xiao Hanyan sat on the main seat, and the grumpy Zixiao Sword was flying in the open space in the hall.

From time to time, the sharp tip of the sword poked against the smooth and hard floor, making a clanging and piercing sound.

Annoyed by hearing this, Xiao Hanyan slapped it and warned in a silent voice: "If you are not honest, this seat will directly melt you and make a shovel to dig the ground!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zixiao Sword fell silent, obviously afraid of Xiao Hanyan, the person who created it.

Li Yunshen had already come in and stood for a while, his hands hanging respectfully by his side, and when Xiao Hanyan scolded Zixiao Sword just now, his comfortable face was faintly a little nervous.

She looked at Li Yunshen, sighed, and said lightly: "This sword, I didn't expect that I would choose the Northern Darkness Cultivation as the main one." ”

"Sect Master......" Li Yun was stunned, unable to digest Xiao Hanyan's words for a while

Xiao Hanyan said to him: "This Zixiao Sword has just gained spiritual sense, like a child, it will only choose a person with high cultivation as the master, don't you understand what this seat says?" ”

Li Yunshen's thoughts gradually became clearer, and combined with Xiao Hanyan's attitude, he knelt on the ground with a "poof" and kowtowed: "Disciple, thank Sect Master for your love!" ”

Among the four people just now, Li Yun's deep cultivation is the highest and his skills are the best, in the words of the sect master, Zixiao Sword should choose him as the master.

"Get up, this seat hasn't done anything, your practice is blocked now, and your cultivation stands out among many disciples, and you can't say anything without a handy weapon." Xiao Hanyan said, and cast his gaze on the Zixiao Sword standing in the hall.

The sword spirit in the Zixiao Sword trembled in fright and fell to the ground.

Li Yunshen went up to pick up the Zixiao Sword at Xiao Hanyan's signal.

The Zixiao Sword had just been frightened by Xiao Hanyan, and when Li Yunshen picked it up, the thin sword body was still trembling slightly.

Li Yunshen seemed to be aware of it, and subconsciously gently stroked the sword body with the belly of his hand.

As if he had been appeased, Li Yunshen felt that the Zixiao Sword was no longer trembling, and he looked at Xiao Hanyan with joy on his face: "Sect Master, it doesn't seem to exclude disciples. ”

Xiao Hanyan was very satisfied with Zixiao Jian's attitude, "In the future, it will be yours, and the matters that should be paid attention to should not be taught to you how to do it by this seat." ”

"Please rest assured, disciple understands!" Li Yunshen was cautious.

Having said the same thing, Xiao Hanyan was already a little weak today, so he waved his hand to let him step back.

Li Yun won the Zixiao Sword, and he was so happy in his heart that he walked out of the Ziyun Hall while touching the sword.

As soon as he walked out of the entrance of the temple, he saw a young man still standing in the afterglow.

Li Yun thought about it deeply, and walked over to look at him.

"Senior brother, you have also seen it, the sect master is ......"

Bei Ming Xiu stared at the Zixiao Sword in his arms, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he lost his mind in an instant.

The master really gave his sword to someone else......

Li Yunshen saw that he was so depressed, only because he missed the sword.

He patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort: "Don't be sad, in the future, if your junior brother goes to another sect to cultivate, he will definitely get a better divine weapon than mine." ”

Bei Mingxiu's eyes were dark, and his bone-like face was extremely cold: "What are you proud of?" Do you think she values you? You are not her apprentice, what qualifications do you have to show off in front of me! ”

Kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, Li Yunshen was also angry, because this was the gate of the Purple Cloud Palace, he couldn't say something ugly: "How am I, I am also the senior brother of Yunhe Peak, and you, in a short time, will have to leave the Qi Sect, the important point is that it was the sect master who let you go, not me Li Yunshen, so you are qualified to be so sarcastic about me!" ”

Bei Ming Xiu seemed to have heard a joke, his eyes were cold, and the warm orange afterglow hit his side face, his half-light and half-dark face was vague and difficult to understand, Li Yunshen frowned and retreated.

He added again: "No matter what you think now, just now the sect master asked me to go in, just to give me the Zixiao Sword, and besides, she also said that this sword was refined for me, and that reaction just now, maybe it was an accident, now that this sword is owned by me, don't think about it, junior brother." ”

I thought that the Northern Meditation Cultivator would refute himself angrily, but he didn't want to hit the other party, but after taking a deep look in the direction of the Purple Cloud Palace, he turned around and left.

Li Yun deeply touched the sword in his hand, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth showed his mood at this time.

The low-key and simple carriage drove slowly near Ziyunxian Mountain, Fang Ningxiang was tired of playing today, and lay on the low couch in the car to rest.

The coachman skillfully drove the carriage, the mountain roads were rough, and the appearance was not as smooth as in the town, bumping to the riveted wheels.

The jolting sensation quickly woke Fang Ningxiang from her sleep.

She had a lot of anger to get up, squinted her eyes and shouted angrily at the half-seated driver outside the car: "Dog slave drive slowly!" You want to kill me! ”

The driver outside the car was yelled at by her, and he really slowed down the car a little, and it was not so bumpy.

Fang Ningxiang was still very sleepy, holding a thick shirt and continuing to make up for sleep.

The temperature around her seemed to drop a little, Fang Ningxiang shrunk her body and opened her eyelids suspiciously.

The man sitting in front of the car window was opening the curtain and looking out, the current hour should have been sunset, and the hazy gold hit the man's excellent side face along the corner of the opening, as if it was coated with a thin layer of light, Fang Ningxiang couldn't help but be a little fascinated.

Helian Cheng's perception was keen, and when he turned around, he found that Fang Ningxiang was looking at him with an obsessive face, and chuckled: "Awake? ”

"Huh? Well, woke up, and then couldn't sleep. The nymphomaniac was caught at the scene, and Fang Ningxiang's ears turned red visibly.

The girl Hanchun's intentions, Helian Cheng didn't understand, but in Tanglin, there were too many such women, and he was no longer surprised.

Fang Ningxiang saw that he didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a little frozen, so he provoked the topic: "By the way, Brother Cheng, are you in a hurry to go to the Qi Sect?" ”

"Sort of." Helian Cheng still looked at the scenery outside the window, the purple cloud mountain baptized by the rain, and the wildflowers blooming on the roadside were gorgeous and dazzling, especially at this twilight moment, the flower buds were not closed, it was really novel.

It felt very uncomfortable to be ignored by her sweetheart, Fang Ningxiang moved over, boldly grabbed Helian Cheng's sturdy arm, and said softly: "What did Brother Cheng knock on?" So fascinating? ”

The sour tone sounded strange, and Helian Cheng pulled out his arm without a trace: "Ziyun Immortal Mountain enjoys a good reputation, it came and went in a hurry in the morning, and it rained again, so I didn't have time to appreciate the beauty of this mountain, but fortunately, I didn't miss it at this time." ”

Fang Ningxiang also learned from him to poke his head out and take a few looks, isn't it just some purple and white wild chrysanthemums and violets, as well as those unknown flowers that bloom openly and vulgarly, with only two or three petals on the branches, like a bald man, it looks good there.

However, she would not say her psychological words to her face, and greeted Helian Cheng and said: "Yes, I rarely come out, and I am quite happy to be able to witness the beautiful scenery with Brother Cheng today." ”

Helian Cheng leaned back, her waist was thin but strong, Fang Ningxiang's face was red, and she had the urge to lean over and lie in his arms to be coquettish.

But I was afraid that such a move would be the same as the ancient Qinglou woman, and Zhao Helian City would dislike it, so I turned my back and didn't look at it.

To tell the truth, she is the heroine, and in the development of the plot at this moment, the male protagonist finds out that the female protagonist is a nymphomaniac to herself, and she will definitely be cheeky and come over to tempt the female protagonist.

Fang Ningxiang was already ready for what kind of reaction Helian Cheng should have when he approached her.

But in response to her, there was only silence.

She was puzzled, and when she looked back in confusion, she found that Helian Cheng had already leaned back against the wall of the car and fell asleep with her eyes closed!

Why is this rhythm different from what she thought?

How do you feel, Helian City, the male protagonist, doesn't seem to like her at all......

Just when Fang Ningxiang lost her mind, Helian Cheng opened his eyes and looked at her, sat up straighter, his eyes were gentle: "What do you think?" So fascinating. ”

Fang Ningxiang looked at these eyes that showed tenderness, shook her head and said that it was nothing.

Presumably she thought too much, Brother Cheng just had a cold temperament, and he hadn't been in contact with other women around him, so it was normal to be a little emotionally dull.

As a girl, I should give him more understanding and tolerance.

How can you doubt his love for himself because he is emotionally dull? After all, Brother Cheng promised to marry himself as the princess.

Helian Cheng didn't know that she had thought about such a thing for a while, and looking at the mountain road outside, the other party Ning Xiang reminded: "Xiang'er, it's almost there." ”

"yes, okay."

Fang Ningxiang took the gift from Helian Cheng today, and smiled at him every day: "That's right, Brother Cheng, you come to the mountain gate early tomorrow and wait, I will report your matter to the master immediately when I go back later, people from the outer gate have to ask the nod of the elders to enter the Qi Sect, your matter is very simple, I will come out to pick you up in person when the time comes." ”

Helian Cheng nodded and touched her head: "It's really hard Xiang'er, go back and rest early." ”

The man was handsome and handsome, comfortable as a god, Fang Ningxiang reluctantly said goodbye to him and got out of the carriage.