Jiang Xingmeng looked at the worry-free lying on the ground in pain: "Second senior sister, let's kill him?" ”

Luo Shuanghan glanced at her helplessly: "Little junior sister, how many times have you said it, don't be so serious about killing intentions...... I'm still useful if I keep him, and I can threaten Mt. Loch. Leave this matter alone, let's play with your third senior brother. ”

Jiang Xingmeng pursed his lips, looking at him very unwillingly, and looked away after a while.

Qiu Qianxue whispered to the devil in Jiang Ci's ear: "...... Senior brother, do you hear me? Your sister's murderous intent is too heavy! ”

Jiang Ci glanced at him, frowned, and said in surprise: "My sister also asked Senior Sister Luo before killing him, isn't this enough to show that she is considerate and gentle and considerate of others?!" ”

Everyone present: "......? ？？ ”

Hello? What breed of sister control are you?

Jiang Xingmeng looked at Jiang Ci and smiled sweetly: "Brother Huang, don't praise me, I'm a little embarrassed." ”

Jiang Ci touched Jiang Xingmeng's head: "But the imperial sister is like this, I'm just telling the truth." ”

Jiang Xingmeng was suddenly happy.

Luo Shuanghan was carefree and complained: "When I went back to Qingzhu Building, the little junior sister broke in, and I couldn't have a good time; went up and down to Mingyue Tower, Shizun broke the wall, and he couldn't enjoy it; This time...... Tsk, am I having a fight with the South Wind Pavilion? ”

Jiang Xingmeng laughed: "What did the second senior sister say? It's not Nanfeng Pavilion who is fighting with you, it's a fool. ”

After a pause, she scratched her face a little embarrassed: "I didn't mean to scold myself." ”

Luo Shuanghan couldn't help but smile, and then said to Jiang Xingmeng: "Just leave me and the third junior brother here...... The little junior sister will go back first, and tomorrow will be the semi-finals. ”

After Jiang Xingmeng repeatedly confirmed that he really didn't need to be there, he could only regretfully return to Baiyun Sect with Jiang Ci and Qiu Qianxue.

……

On the way, Qiu Qianxue looked at Jiang Ci and then at Jiang Xingmeng, with a curious look on her face.

Jiang Ci turned a blind eye, but Jiang Xingmeng couldn't stand it a little, and glared at Qiu Qianxue: "What's the matter?" Just ask, don't look at me like that. ”

Qiu Qianxue smiled wryly, and then asked, "...... you two One is a prince and the other is a princess? ”

Jiang Xingmeng rolled his eyes: "Great Wei has been dead for more than a year, what a prince and princess, it's all in the past." ”

Qiu Qianxue let out a long sigh, and then looked at the finer snow in the sky: "The country is ruined...... It doesn't taste good. ”

Jiang Xingmeng curled his lips indifferently: "Fortunately, the imperial brother and I still have each other, that's enough." ”

After a pause, she looked at Jiang Ci: "Brother Huang doesn't plan to participate in the Xianmen Competition?" ”

Jiang Ci was silent for a moment, and then said, "Yes, I have suffered some internal injuries and need to be recuperated for a while. ”

Jiang Xingmeng suddenly remembered that Qiu Qianxue and Xie Buyan had both mentioned that Jiang Ci had suffered some injuries in the sword mound, and there seemed to be some signs of demons.

She immediately grabbed Jiang Ci's sleeve and raised her eyes to look at him: "How did the imperial brother get hurt?" ”

Jiang Ci suddenly remembered the scene he had seen in the illusion of Jungui Sword, and the anger in his heart suddenly rolled, he barely suppressed the injustice and pain in his heart, and smiled: "It's not in the way, it's just an illusion of Jungui Sword." ”

Jiang Xingmeng wanted to ask more, so he changed the topic: "It's about to be Mianmian's birthday, what gift do you want?" ”

Jiang Xing dreamed that he didn't want to say it, and he didn't hold on to this, just thinking about it later.

At that moment, she just said: "I am very happy that the imperial brother can accompany me to eat a bowl of longevity noodles." ”

Qiu Qianxue interjected: "What, don't you want a few of us to accompany you?" ”

Jiang Xingmeng grimaced: "Why don't you want it?" I'm still waiting for you to send me a gift! ”

Jiang Xingmeng's birthday is the Flower Dynasty Festival in the mortal world, February 12, which is rumored to be the day when a hundred flowers bloom and the god of flowers comes.

Qiu Qianxue laughed: "Okay, just tell me what Your Highness wants, and I promise to get it for you!" ”

Jiang Xingmeng and Jiang Ci couldn't hold back.

……

On the second day, Jiang Xingmeng got up early in the morning, but he was so excited that he didn't sleep much all night, so he simply opened his eyes until dawn.

Jiang Xingmeng walked into the courtyard, looked at Jiang Ci and Nan Zhixiang who were talking, and couldn't help but laugh sincerely.

She walked briskly over and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Nan Zhixiang showed a playful smile on his handsome and gentle face, which has always been like a spring breeze: "I'm talking about you-saying that you asked me to cheat money to go to Mingyue Tower, saying that you made Xu Lintian half dead, saying that you hurt each other with He Qingyu in the secret realm of Chongshan, saying that you ......"

Jiang Xingmeng: "......"

She listened to Nan Zhixiang count the same thing, and only felt that her head was as big as a bucket.

Seeing this, Nan Zhixiang laughed out loud: "Don't worry, your imperial brother is happy to hear it." ”

Jiang Xingmeng twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't speak.

Jiang Ci said: "You senior brothers and sisters are chatting first, I haven't reported to my master that I have secretly come to Baiyun Sect." ”

Although Jiang Xingmeng was reluctant, he still nodded very understandingly: "Go, Brother Huang." ”

Seeing Jiang Ci walk away, Nan Zhixiang looked at Jiang Xingmeng, hooked his lips, and said half-truthfully: "If you don't find your brother, you will forget your senior brother and sister, right?" ”

Jiang Xingmeng was stunned, then touched Nan Zhixiang's forehead, and said to himself: "...... I don't have a fever either. ”

Nan Zhixiang was a little helpless by her words.

Jiang Xingmeng said with a straight face: "Third Senior Brother, you are different-no one can replace anyone, understand?" ”

Nan Zhixiang touched Jiang Xingmeng's head, his heart was a little sour, but his face was not obvious: "I understand." ”

Jiang Xingmeng keenly sensed Nan Zhixiang's sourness, was embarrassed for a moment, and sighed: "Third Senior Brother, you make it difficult for me to do this." ”

Nan Zhixiang: "...... Yes? ”

Jiang Xingmeng said: "Brother Huang and I are brothers and sisters, and we have had a good relationship since we were children, not to mention that we are both willing to give up our lives for each other...... But you, the second senior sister, the senior brother, the master...... It's the four of you who have given me a new lease of life. ”

After a pause, she smiled and her eyebrows crooked: "Brother Huang is my life, you brought me my life, there is no way to compare." ”

Nan Zhixiang was a little moved.

He suddenly raised his hand, hugged Jiang Xingmeng, patted her back gently, and said with a smile: "...... We didn't tell you that you have given us a new lease of life. ”

Then, he let go of Jiang Xingmeng, and without waiting for her to ask more, he said: "Let's go, you should go to the semi-finals - this one, you will face off against all the sword cultivators in the foundation building period, and now your points are at the top of the list, if you can keep it in the semi-finals, it is inevitable to enter the finals." ”

……

When Jiang Xingmeng and the people of Ziwei Mansion came to the arena, the event had not yet started.

Jiang Xingmeng found a place to sit down and looked at Nan Zhixiang: "Third Senior Brother, do I have to participate in the competition between sword cultivators?" ”

Nan Zhixiang was stunned, and then raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to ...... Participating in a medical competition? ”