"I heard my grandfather say that his name is Zhao Jian, and he is the only son of Zhao Buxian, the head of Huashan, and he is twenty years old this year" Yuan Sirong's words are still in his ears.

Xingyun didn't know that the purpose of Zhao Jian's father and son to marry this time was for the secret book he had already learned, if he knew, Xingyun would have stabbed it with a sword! A person with such a heart still wants to marry his lover?

It's a pity that Xingyun didn't know, Xingyun just thought that it was a close relationship between Wuyangzi and the head of Huashan, and it was a normal marriage in principle.

So Xingyun looked at Zhao Jian carefully. In addition to his height, Zhao Jian seemed to be much stronger than himself, but Zhao Jian's frivolous appearance made Xingyun very disgusted. Xingyun himself didn't know whether it was because of Zhao Jian's frivolity that disgusted him, or because he wanted to marry Yuan Sirong and destroy his feelings, anyway, Zhao Jian's first impression on Xingyun was very bad.

What Xingyun didn't know was that Zhao Jian's attitude towards him now was actually unprecedentedly good, with Xingyun's current sloppy appearance: the clothes that had not been sorted out for a day were soaked because of the madness, and then dried into crepe broken robes; Messy and scattered, casually pulled up hair. Such a person, if in normal times, Zhao Jian would not even look at the right eyes, no, even squinted eyes! What's more, he politely called Xingyun "Brother Dao"?

Even several of his classmates were stunned, and they all guessed in their hearts: "Did this senior brother (brother) of mine eat something bad today?" Transsexualized? No, you looked so bored that you were going to die just now? ”

Zhao Jian didn't have time to pay attention to their speculation, and finally found a Qingchengmen person, although the image was a little miserable, and it was very, very inconsistent with his own aesthetics, but it was not so much at a very moment, so he asked first, and the rest would be talked about later.

After taking two quick steps, Zhao Jian came to Xingyun's side, and after saluting Xingyun, he asked, "I don't know what this Daoist brother is called?" ”

Xingyun also bowed, and replied without being salty: "Xiaodao Xingyun, I don't know what this Brother Zhao has to do when he calls Xiaodao?" ”

Zhao Jian didn't seem to hear Xingyun's tone that didn't seem to welcome him, and said with a smile: "Zhao took the liberty of asking Brother Dao about something. Seeing that Xingyun didn't react, Zhao Jian had no choice but to continue: "I don't know if my brother knows the granddaughter of the head of Qingcheng, what Miss Sirong looks like?" ”

When Xingyun heard Zhao Jian ask about Yuan Sirong's appearance, he knew that this frivolous-looking son-in-law was really not very good, and thought in his heart: "Where is there anyone who asks about the appearance of his fiancée in front of outsiders?" If you don't look good, why don't you marry yet? ”

The more Xingyun thought about it, the more angry he became, and this expression naturally became even more unhappy. After Zhao Jian saw the change in Xingyun's expression, he misunderstood, thinking that Xingyun didn't know that he was going to marry Yuan Sirong, and misunderstood that he was a disciple who came to inquire indiscriminately.

If it was just misunderstood by Xingyun in normal times, to be honest, Zhao Jian didn't care at all, but he was asking questions, and he was asking Xingyun, and he was afraid that Xingyun would no longer answer himself after he misunderstood, so it would be troublesome. So Zhao Jian hurriedly picked up: "Zhao is about to marry Miss Yuan Sirong, and this time I went up the mountain for the marriage between the Huashan faction and the Qingcheng faction, don't doubt it." ”

As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling face with your hand, Zhao Jian's super-level politeness today not only surprised his own peers, but even Tang Xing thought it was interesting, and he had a lively posture watching from the side, of course, Tang Xing's face was still a piece of black iron for ten thousand years, which was called a line of immobility.

Seeing this, Xingyun had no choice but to answer: "Miss Yuan Sirong is a good woman, dignified and beautiful, and amiable. ”

Yuan Sirong's words are a bit exaggerated, but there is a saying: "The lover's eyes are out of Xi Shi." Xingyun has been staying on Qingcheng Mountain, and the few women he has seen can be counted on a few fingers. So it's no surprise to say this.

And Yuan Sirong's heart is indeed very kind, and she treats people kindly, but her appearance is not as good as Xingyun said, but what Zhao Jian wants to hear most is the evaluation of her appearance. So Zhao Jian was satisfied, and the goal was achieved, but it was different from reality.

After Zhao Jian's main purpose was achieved, his mood also improved, and he pointed to the sword in Xingyun's hand and said, "Brother Dao, can you give us a sword dance?" Do you want your brothers to open their eyes? Look at the subtlety of Qingcheng's swordsmanship? After the goal was achieved, Zhao Jian had already begun to make small changes in the way he spoke.

How could Xingyun practice swords in front of them? And he has to test his martial arts to enter the realm, and before he knows his specific details, Xingyun will not make a rash move. Because Xingyun has no confidence in his own strength at all, but this can't be blamed on Xingyun, after all, he hasn't learned anything in Qingcheng for ten years, and he has always been ranked last in Qingcheng, if he has confidence, it is strange.

"Didn't Brother Dao just now start practicing swords? Let's get started, huh? Seeing that Xingyun didn't react, Zhao Jian on the side began to urge, and laughed after speaking, looking like he wanted to see the excitement.

Because there is an answer to the things he cares about, Zhao Jian is no longer as polite as he was to Xingyun just now, and the little Taoist priest in front of him, regardless of his clothing and appearance, shows that he is very down-and-out in the Qingcheng faction. You must know that if a person has lived a long life very proudly, then his temperament will naturally not be like Xingyun's current appearance, and Zhao Jian originally did not plan to have any relationship with the people in Qingcheng.

Marry a wife, live in Qingcheng for a period of time, figure out the way, draw a map, and the rest will naturally not worry about Zhao Jian, when the time comes, he only needs to take the beauty (according to Xingyun's description) back to Huashan in advance as his own forbidden belly and enjoy it. Therefore, Zhao Jian didn't care about offending a young disciple of the Qingcheng Sect who was very depressed when he looked at it.

So at this time, it was completely coaxing, which was also Zhao Jian's nature.

Xingyun saw Zhao Jian and the people who came with him, and he looked like he was coaxing, knowing that they were just going to watch the excitement, so it was even more impossible to practice, and Xingyun was not a monkey.

Forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, no matter what, the other party was a VIP invited by Qingcheng, and there were many people, not to mention that Xingyun himself didn't know his depth now, even if he knew, he couldn't do anything, Xingyun was not a reckless person, especially there were more important things to do about himself and Yuan Sirong in the future. If you do it now, no matter whether you win or lose, Xingyun will be punished by the rules of Qingcheng, and at that time, even that little hope will be in vain.

Therefore, Xingyun didn't pay attention to Zhao Jian's coaxing, turned around and walked up the mountain.

And Zhao Jian laughed at each other as if he had suddenly found something happy.

Tang Xing watched coldly, looking at Zhao Jian with disdain in their eyes, but a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes when they looked at Xingyun.