Between the semi-finals and the finals, there were three days off, and Jiang Xingmeng and Jiang Ci wandered around the Yellow River City together.

Yu Qingge and Luo Shuanghan avoided people, especially Luo Shuanghan, who finally went back to the building in the city, but was found without worry, and there was really some psychological shadow.

Nan Zhixiang and Qiu Qianxue got together to cook wine and talk, and they didn't go shopping together.

Jiang Ci and Jiang Xingmeng were walking on the road, both of them were already good-looking and had outstanding temperaments, plus Jiang Xingmeng's semi-finals were also on a hot search, so many people secretly looked at them.

Jiang Xingmeng is now in the Jindan period, which is higher than Jiang Ci's realm, and he has used a protector's posture to protect Jiang Ci by his side along the way.

Jiang Ci couldn't laugh and cry: "Where is it so fragile?" ”

Jiang Xingmeng looked at Jiang Ci and joked: "Brother Huang is so good-looking, what if he is lightly treated by Deng's disciples?" ”

Jiang Ci hooked his lips helplessly and smiled: "...... You're used to making fun of your royal brother, isn't it? ”

The brother and sister laughed and entered a tailor shop, Jiang Xing dreamed of making a set of magic clothes for Jiang Ci, and wanted the style that the son of the Great Wei family would wear.

Jiang Ci hesitated a little: "The magic clothes are not cheap, how can I let my sister break the bill for me?" ”

Jiang Xingmeng glared at him: "You have raised me for more than ten years, what did I say?" I'm a royal sister, I can't even buy you a gift? ”

Jiang Ci smiled, some couldn't say anything about her, so she could only follow Jiang Xingmeng.

As soon as Jiang Xingmeng entered, she chatted with the tailor excitedly, and while she took out the pattern that had been drawn a long time ago, she chatted with the tailor about the specific style she wanted, and the specific way to collect the thread.

Jiang Ci sat on the side, watching Jiang Xingmeng talk to the tailor with a smile, pay the deposit, and agree to send it to Ziwei Mansion.

A trace of warmth and sighs welled up in his heart - Mianmian will always be so good, she is the best sister in the world, and from now on, he must be motivated and work hard, and give Mianmian endless spirit stones to become her most powerful backing, so that others want to give her a look, and they have to weigh a few points.

…… Just like when I was in Dawei in the past.

At this moment, a very discordant voice came from the side, with a thick mockery: "Li Chengqing, where did you find the little white face?" I can't eat your soft rice. ”

Jiang Xingmeng almost forgot that his name was Li Yingqing, so he didn't react at all, and continued to say to the tailor: "...... That's right, it is to use bamboo leaf pattern, that kind of dark pattern, which reveals a trace of nobility in a low profile, and a trace of elegance in a noble ......"

Jiang Ci didn't know that this person was talking to his sister, and he didn't react to his obedient style, looking at Jiang Xingmeng's expression of giving money, like a little white face eating soft rice.

He only glanced at the man curiously, and found that it was a handsome Lang Jun, but his expression was a little rugged and hideous, and a girl with a cute appearance and a bit of anger in her eyes.

It was that Lang Jun who spoke.

Jiang Ci only glanced at it, then retracted his gaze lightly, and sighed in his heart, these two people don't look like good people.

The people who came were Lin Qingjing and Lin Qingyan.

Lin Qingjing saw that Jiang Xingmeng ignored him, and this little white face dared to look at him mockingly, and he was immediately annoyed.

He smiled coldly, looked at the "little white face", and said sarcastically: "You dare to look down on me? Do you know who I am? ”

Jiang Ci: "......?" ”

Jiang Ci was stunned for a moment, and then asked in disbelief, "Are you talking to me?" ”

Lin Qingjing was even more angry, he pointed at Jiang Ci and said angrily: "Otherwise? It's you, the little white face who eats people's soft rice! ”

Jiang Ci thought about it carefully, glanced at Jiang Xingmeng, who had already noticed the movement here and was about to come over, and suddenly realized.

He stopped Jiang Xingmeng, who was about to beat someone who rushed over, and said softly to Lin Qingjing: "This uncle, are you envious that I can eat soft rice, but you can't eat it?" ”

Lin Qingjing, Lin Qingyan: "......??? ”

When Jiang Xingmeng heard this, he put down his raised slap, stood aside, and raised his chin: "What, you also want to eat my soft rice?" Oh, don't look at yourself a bit of a posture. ”

Lin Qingjing: "......?" ”

Lin Qingyan's eyes flashed, and she hurriedly said, "Jiang Daoyou, you misunderstood." ”

A smile flashed in Jiang Xingmeng's eyes: "Yo, you are smarter than your brother, and he still thinks my name is Li Yingqing." ”

Lin Qingjing: "...... Yes? Your name is not Li Yingqing? ”

Lin Qingyan: "......"

Lin Qingyan: "............"

Lin Qingyan closed her eyes under Jiang Xingmeng and Jiang Ci's mocking gaze, and wanted to kill her stupid brother for the umpteenth time.

Lin Qingyan opened her eyes and said softly: "Jiang Daoyou, you are still young, such a style of acting...... I'm afraid it's not right, right? ”

Jiang Xingmeng was taken aback: "What's wrong?" ”

After a pause, seeing that there were more and more people around him, Jiang Xingmeng stood up and patted Jiang Ci's shoulder: "Lang Jun with such a look and temperament, I don't suffer a loss!" Sister Ayan, you can't be jealous of me, right? ”

Lin Qingyan: "......"

Lin Qingyan smiled reluctantly: "How can I be jealous? This kind of behavior is a bit too dissolute......"

Jiang Xingmeng was even more surprised: "Mom, Sister Ayan, our Great Wei Dynasty has been dead for two years, where did you come from?" ”

Lin Qingyan almost didn't hold back, but she still held her expression and said pretendedly: "Alas, Jiang Daoyou, I just kindly advised you...... This Lang Jun is just born with a good appearance, don't be deceived. ”

The people around also echoed: "Yes, yes, this Lang Jun is probably an embroidered pillow." ”

Jiang Ci's cultivation is to build the foundation of the Great Perfection, and most of the people present to watch the fun are not as good as him, and they can't see Jiang Ci's cultivation, they just think he is a mortal.

Jiang Xingmeng wanted to say something, but Jiang Ci spoke.

He was still personable, and said to Lin Qingjing warmly: "Xiao Jiang is lively and cute, beautiful and smart, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, gentle and elegant, and very rich, buy me magic clothes, make magic weapons, and forge swords, we agreed that she will become a Taoist couple after sixteen, I am very happy." ”

After a pause, he looked at Lin Qingjing suspiciously: "Uncle, why don't you find such a good Taoist partner?" Don't want to? Is it yes? ”

Lin Qingjing: "......"

(a plant)!

Jiang Ci didn't stop, and continued to look at Lin Qingyan: "As for this aunt......"

Before he could say anything and continue to be yin and yang, Lin Qingjing couldn't hold it back, and wanted to draw his sword, but in the end, he took into account Jiang Xingmeng's here, so he had to take out the token of his outer disciple of the Qingming Sect instead.

He played with the token, enjoying the envious and awe-inspiring gazes of the people around him, and then pretended to be careless: "Why don't I want to? Maybe it's because I'm a disciple of the Qingming Sect, and I just want to concentrate on cultivating. ”

The people around him immediately flattered: "This Taoist friend is really a talent, and he is actually a disciple of the Qingming Sect!" ”

"yes, that's what it's like, there's a face next to me that I can see, heh-"

"Who's to say it isn't? That little girl is Jiang Xingmeng, right? Semi-final winners...... At such a young age, why are you blind! ”

"Oh, it's been a lot, it's not necessarily good, maybe it's the leader, and it's floating!"

"It's still the Taoist friend of the Qingming faction, the young man is high-spirited and calm!"