When Guan Jiyu looked at the snuffbox in his hand again, the puppy painted on it suddenly blurred in ink and turned into a hideous beast, which was pounced on her with teeth and claws.

In front of her, the strange vortex appeared, and the huge attraction sucked her into the black hole, spit her out, and slammed her back to reality.

When he woke up from the dream, Guan Jiyu was shocked into a cold sweat, and when he woke up at this moment, his forehead was full of fine beads of sweat.

Seeing that Jiang Yingnian and Han Xu hadn't woken up yet, she hurriedly took out the snuffbox in her baggage, rubbed her eyes vigorously and looked carefully, and the puppy lines painted on it had not changed at all.

It's really just a dream.

This dream is not illusory, but it is just a dream to re-enact the past that once really happened, cruelly giving her hope and bringing her back to disappointment. Guan Jiyu lifted the sedan curtain and looked outside, and he had already arrived at the north heart.

She clutched the snuffbox in her hand and leaned limply to the side. That dream is actually not finished, and it is still a little close.

That was the year before last, Jiang Yingnian was slapped in the face, and after having an unpleasant quarrel with Jiang Qing, he never came back. Later, during the Chinese New Year, he not only did not come back, but also did not write letters to his family in anger. In the end, Master Hongju, who taught him, was afraid that his family would be worried, so he sent a letter to Jiang Qing to tell Jiang Yingnian about the recent situation of Jiang Yingnian, telling the family not to worry.

And for more than a year after that, Jiang Qing was full of enthusiasm to prepare for every game, and he strictly supervised the daily training of the Qingzi Battalion and grasped every protégé. As for Jiang Yingnian, although Jiang Qing regretted the slap, he didn't have the energy to take care of him, and he didn't want to go home so he let him go.

Jiang Qing has said more than once that when he figures it out, he will always come back.

However, no one expected that the unhappy parting between the two brothers that time would be the last time they met.

Guan Jiyu turned his head and looked at Jiang Yingnian who was asleep on the side, even if he was asleep, his brows did not stretch.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She whispered to him.

She owes him this sorry.

The road outside became more and more bumpy, and the wheels of the carriage rolled stones one after another, and the inside of the carriage was bumped several times. Jiang Yingnian and Han Xu were both woken up, and before Guan Jiyu's gaze could be withdrawn, it was accurately captured by Jiang Yingnian, who had just opened his eyes.

"What do you see me doing? I'm afraid you don't want to plot against me while I'm asleep, right? He narrowed his eyes and asked unceremoniously.

Guan Jiyu retracted his gaze, shook his head and said, "If I really want to do something to you, I won't have to wait until you fall asleep to plot against you." ”

She wrapped the clothes she was wearing and said, "No, your strength doesn't seem to have reached that level." ”

Jiang Yingnian was really speechless for a while.

She found that when she talked to Jiang Yingnian, she could only defeat him by using his routines.

After a long time, Jiang Yingnian said: "You wait, one day, I will impress you." ”

Guan Jiyu said calmly: "You don't need to let anyone look at you, you just have to live well." ”

Jiang Yingnian scoffed at her words and said, "How I decide my life, that's my business, I don't need your guidance." ”

"Whatever you want."

The carriage walked along the Beiyi River for a short time, and finally arrived at the camp of General Xiang in the north.

Everything here, every step from the gate of the Xiang barracks to the inside, makes people feel incomparably majestic.

Jiang Yingnian, who grew up in Nanqin since he was a child, saw this kind of camp with the rugged characteristics of the north for the first time, especially when he heard the sound of soldier training not far away, he couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that this is the rumored general's mansion camp, this drill sound is inspiring to hear, and a real man should come here!" ”

Guan Jiyu glanced at him with a complicated expression, and said, "That's the reserve army, and only those who can be selected are qualified to train here." ”

It was late when they entered the camp, and after a brief meal, the three of them went to find the meeting with Zheshu and Jingcun, who had already arrived.

"There are people from other camps who have not yet arrived, so we will have a day off tomorrow and start the selection the day after tomorrow."

After receiving this notice, Guan Jiyu was a little relieved, thinking that it was better to rest tomorrow, he had not practiced martial arts in the mansion these days, so he just seized the time of tomorrow to practice again.

Guan Jiyu was worried about the selection and almost didn't sleep all night.

The next morning, I heard that the Jiang Mansion entrusted someone to send a message at night, saying that the second son, Jiang Xian, was seriously ill. Jiang Yingnian couldn't pull away at the moment, and she didn't worry about Jiang Xian, so after thinking about it, she still let Han Xu go back and take a look.

Guan Jiyu was preoccupied and walked to the school field of the camp, where the training field was three times larger than the Qingzi camp. Because the people from the major camps who participated in the selection did not arrive, and today was a break, there were only a few people on the school field.

She looked around, but didn't see anyone she knew, so she wanted to go inside again and find a corner where no one was around.

"Dare to ask if it's Guan Jiyu who is walking in front?"

A man's voice came from behind him, and Guan Jiyu stopped and looked back.

The man behind him was very young, with high black hair and sword eyebrows. When you look at the first side, you already feel that your identity is extraordinary. He was dressed in an ordinary white training uniform with sleeves, and there were no extra pendants all over his body, except for a striking moire wolf emblem waist plate hanging from his waist - with the word "Xiang" engraved on it.

With just this waist card, Guan Jiyu guessed who he was.

He stared into her eyes, still waiting for her answer, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

She nodded, counting it as a response to his question.

The Xiang family is located in the northernmost part of the north heart, and it is said that the men in the north are tall and rough, and only the men in the southern land are the most handsome. Guan Jiyu is not the first time to come to Beixin, and the folk saying is true, but the real sight of this Shuoyuan general, who is famous throughout the Xuli Dynasty, is not the same as imagined.

Everyone knows that Xiang Lincheng's brother Xiang Ju'an is a famous hussar general, but Xiang Lincheng himself also has glory, he fought with his brother in the north when he was young, and now he is the youngest four-rank military general in the Xuli Dynasty when he is just a weak crown, which can be described as a promising future.

She had heard of him.

In the entire Xuli Dynasty, whether it is the capital in the north or in the south, all the young generations of the family training camp, whenever they mention the glory of the country, Xiang Ju'an, they will definitely talk about Xiang Lincheng.

He doesn't need to borrow his brother's light, he is a light in himself.

Guan Jiyu also imagined what this young general should look like?

A rough and swarthy face? It should be a unique manly appearance in the north that has experienced vicissitudes of life!

But the person standing in front of her really surprised her slightly, and she couldn't say a word for a while.

That young face was well-defined, and although his skin was not as white as Jiang Yingnian's, it was already extremely outstanding among northern men.

Slender and dignified.

Maybe he is too young, he is biased towards the handsomeness of the Nanqin people in terms of appearance, but it is difficult to hide the perseverance of the martial arts practitioners, and it is combined with a temperament that makes people can't guess at first glance whether he is a Beixin or a Nanqin person.

Xiang Lincheng walked in front of her and stopped, the look of surprise on her face could not be concealed, and he had it all in his eyes.

"The first-class master of the Qingzi Battalion of Nanqinjiang Mansion, I have heard your name." It was not difficult to see the admiration and admiration in his eyes, and Guan Jiyu was even more at a loss.

She has never been very good at responding to such compliments.

"Don't dare." Her eyes lowered, and she said softly after a while: "General Shuoyuan has praised it falsely." ”

After speaking, she raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, and wanted to add one more sentence: Compared with you, who became a hero at a young age, you have already become a Shuoyuan general, where do I dare to call it a master?

After hesitating for a moment, he felt that this sentence was too deliberately flattering, so he didn't speak again.

Xiang Lincheng seemed to see through her thoughts, and said softly: "There is no General Shuoyuan here, only the second son of the Xiang family." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone called him not far away, Xiang Lincheng answered, and said to Guan Jiyu with a slight apology: "I will supervise the selection of this camp, if you need help, just come to me." ”

Suddenly a gust of wind blew on the school field, and the dark green headband that bound his hair flew in the wind and landed on his shoulder.

Guan Jiyu stared at the light hair on his shoulder, and was momentarily distracted. When he saw her distracted, he chuckled lightly, and his voice was low and pleasant.

"Alright, see you tomorrow in the selection arena. I'm looking forward to seeing what you do. ”

Guan Jiyu's face turned crimson, and he said in a low voice: "The second son walks slowly." ”

When Xiang Lincheng walked away, Guan Jiyu took a long breath, and his heart was inexplicably nervous.

Being able to come to the General's Mansion camp to participate in the selection was to carry the great expectations of the eldest prince and the entire Qingzi battalion.

That's Xiang Lincheng!

She couldn't have imagined that she had just come here and would be able to see Xiang Lincheng himself before the selection. In that rumor, General Shuoyuan, who was high in the sky, stepped on this winter breeze, as if falling from the sky.

He was not arrogant, and was as humble and polite as a young man from an ordinary family.

He only said a few words, but only expressed his appreciation for the protégé of the family.

His every word was generous, even though she was the only female protégé who was more special. In the past few years, Guan Jiyu still knows more or less in her heart that others have doubts about her strength. There are many people in the major camps who have clearly seen her kung fu, but they still have doubts because she is a woman.

How can there be a woman whose kung fu is so high that she repeatedly ranks first in various competitions? I don't know when the position at the top of the list started, but it seems to be set up for her alone.

The three words "Guan Jiyu" have never fallen off the altar, and the people behind the sect tried their best, but they couldn't catch up.

If someone praises, someone will be jealous.

That subtle feeling lies in the fact that I have clearly understood, but I am still unwilling and unconvinced.

No man would admit that he lost to a little girl. The martial arts field is a competition of real swords and guns, a struggle in strength moves, and a competition between men. Losing to a little girl? That's too unspeakable.

Guan Jiyu has heard some gossip.

The moment Xiang Lincheng tempted to call her name behind her, she was not sure in her heart.

Of all the protégés of the family who can come to the camp of the General's Mansion, who does not regard him as a model? Even Guan Jiyu himself had silently fantasized in his heart that if he could reach half of him one day, it would be regarded as winning glory for the eldest prince.

She was worried that Xiang Lincheng, who everyone was willing to regard as a role model, would also despise or question her because she was a woman.

He said he knew her.

Guan Jiyu thought to himself, in fact, he also wanted to see for himself what her strength was, right? He must also want to know, is that little famous little girl as powerful as rumored? Maybe he didn't really want to include a woman in the barracks, and there was really no precedent for this before.

For the first time, Guan Jiyu's mind was so confused and complicated.

He said, I'm looking forward to your performance.

It's probably just that he wisely chooses to express it in a tactful way.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously felt a flutter in her heart, and secretly decided that she must do her best to perform in this selection.

Whether it is a real gold or not, you will know if you refine it with fire in front of Xiang Lincheng.