The corners of Long Qingyue's lips pursed slightly, like the flowing clouds of the Nine Heavens, ethereal but far-reaching, "Only those who have experienced bloody rebirth are truly strong, otherwise they are not worthy of me!" ”

Long Qingyu looked at the girl's delicate side face blankly, shrouded in sunlight, like a snow lotus on the top of a snow-capped mountain, holy and unstained with dust.

During this period of getting along, Long Qingyu almost didn't know his sister, if it weren't for that extremely familiar face, he would almost think that his sister had changed someone.

The cruelty to oneself and others during training, the passionate words, those special unheard-of training methods, those rare pills and spiritual liquids......

Could it be that something happened to his sister that he didn't know about, which caused his sister's temperament to change drastically and become so cold and strange?

However, no matter how she changes, she will always be his most beloved and only sister!

"Let's go, brother. I'm sure fifteen days from now, they'll surprise me. Long Qingyue turned around and smiled lightly, and walked in the direction of Zhenhuang City.

After half an hour of travel, the brother and sister returned to the city.

Suddenly, I saw a lot of people gathered in front of the notice list in front of me, and I couldn't help but step forward curiously, only to see a notice posted on the emperor list. The content is that the quadrennial spiritual power conference is about to begin, and the Qinglong Kingdom is recruiting all kinds of strange people, as long as they are at least fifteen years old and not more than thirty years old, they can participate in the competition. Fifty outstanding candidates were then selected from among them to participate in the quadrennial spiritual power conference.

The spiritual power conference is held by the four countries of Qinglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu.

Once every four years, each time it is held in a different country, this time it is just the turn of the Blue Dragon Kingdom.

Long Qingyu's eyes flashed with a twinkle, full of anticipation, after waiting for many years, this time he could finally participate.

Seeing the look of hope in Long Qingyu's eyes, Long Qingyue smiled: "Brother, you will definitely be able to." ”

Although she is now fifteen years old, she is a virtual age, and if she is a year old, she will have to wait for four years. Fortunately, Long Qingyue was not interested in this spiritual power conference, and besides, she didn't like to expose her strength in front of others.

Perhaps because of her temperament in her previous life, she prefers to live in the shadows, so that she can better protect herself.

The spiritual power conference was held two months later, so after Long Qingyue's two siblings went around in a circle, they went home.

As soon as I got home, I heard the housekeeper Uncle Li say: "Young master, the prince has sent an invitation to ask you to go to Tianxiang Pavilion in the evening." ”

Long Qingyu replied lightly, but his brows couldn't help but twist slightly, Tianxiang Pavilion is a green building to put it bluntly, located on the moat of Zhenhuang City. The reason why it is called Tianxiang is because the women there are as beautiful as flowers, and they are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The women in Tianxianglou are all selling their art and not selling their bodies, so they have attracted a large number of noble children and princes to rush to go.

As soon as the moonlight rose, the city was already brightly lit.

Tianxiang Pavilion is even more lively, in the lobby is already a table of big banquets, there are a lot of princes and nobles sitting in the position, but most of them are gentlemen, idle all day long, neither hard to study, nor hard to cultivate, only know to eat, drink and have fun.

On the main seat, Nangong Ling's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he drank lightly with a wine glass, but his eyes were looking at the dishes on the table without focus, as if he was thinking about something, and he was quite engrossed.

A young man with a somewhat feminine appearance stepped forward and asked, "Prince, what's wrong?" Are you thinking about Long Qingyu? ”