The cold wind blew on the edge of the cliff, whirring.

Blowing Tang Qing's words a little erratic.

Jiu'er didn't quite believe what he heard, he took a big step forward, the hand that was constantly turning the Buddha beads was a little white because of the force too tight, and the Buddha light behind his head seemed to be a little dim.

He was silent for a long time, and asked tentatively, "If I'm not mistaken, you just said that you would choose the Seminary?"

Tang Qing just nodded, once again showing his attitude.

Jiu'er froze in place, a little sluggish.

The Buddha beads in his hand also suddenly stopped turning, and the Buddha light flashed between his fingers, but it was no longer as warm and peaceful as before, but with a little inexplicable coldness.

The sword of Baili Duanjiang also shook slightly, and the withered sword intended to rise and sink in the wind, and I didn't know who to fall at this time.

If Tang Qing insisted on choosing to stay in the temple and not enter the Holy Land, he didn't know what to do.

It's not really going to force him to Nanshan with his own kendo.

Not to mention whether this goes against the original intention of the saints, it is a question of whether it can be done.

Although the terrifying sword intent contained in the short sword in Tang Qing's hand alone was not something he could shake.

Not to mention that there were several other saints who were eyeing it afterward.

If they were to draw their own swords, it would be impossible for them not to do so.

With this in mind, Baili Duanjiang lowered his head in the wind, and fell silent with the long sword in his hand.

Jiang He, the descendant of the Dao Saint, sighed softly, regarding Tang Qing's choice, in addition to some surprise in his heart, he was also an endless disappointment.

He secretly shook his head in his heart and smiled bitterly, and sighed lightly: "Even if you don't go to the East China Sea as a guest, there is no need to stay in the Divine Courtyard, isn't this a slap in the face of the saint?"

And the sneer smiled and suddenly condensed his fists, he looked at Tang Qing, and his voice gradually deepened: "Could it be that in your heart, you don't look down on the Four Holy Lands like this?"

Tang Qing pondered for a moment and said, "It's not a matter of whether I can see it or not, but I really don't have much interest in the four holy places. ”

He was born in the Tang Kingdom and grew up in the realm of saints since he was a child.

But in those days, he was not happy, but lonely.

If he had a choice, he would have been willing to be born in an ordinary family.

It also saves a lot of growing pains and worries.

Therefore, he really has no interest in the other four holy places, and if he really talks about it, he is a little resistant.

It's all the truth, sneering but frowning, and a sinister anger wells up in his eyes.

He said: "Whether I am the prince of your Tang Kingdom or the so-called chosen one, if you really dare to stay in the Divine Courtyard and leave the glory of the Holy Land behind, I will definitely make you regret the decision you made." ”

The killing intent under his fist slowly dispersed, and the soft emotion that he had faced Tang Qing before was gone, replaced by the familiar cold and bloody aura.

"When I left the Northern Desert, the master had an explanation, so that when I find you, I need to be restrained, I must persuade you with kind words, coax you back to the Northern Desert, and don't be rough with you until the last resort. ”

Sneered and licked his lips, and said in a cold voice: "I thought that as long as I defeated the other three guys, you would obediently follow me, so I endured my patience with you, but I didn't want you to be so ignorant." I didn't know when the master said it was a last resort, but when you said those words, I knew that it was now. ”

Speaking of this, Sneer smiled and took a step forward, his fist suddenly rising, and with a monstrous demonic aura and battle intent, it shrouded Tang Qing's body.

If that fist wanted to hit Tang Qing, it would inevitably have to pass through the Hundred Miles Broken River.

Sneered and thought that at this moment, Baili Duanjiang should be on the same position as himself, after all, it was about the honor and disgrace of the Holy Land, and the competition for the Chosen One to stay, so he couldn't be sloppy.

But the fist was in the air, but it was still stopped by a sword intent.

That sword intent withered slightly, but it carried the choice and perception between life and death, as well as the attitude that Nanshan Hills always adhered to to the people of the Demon Dao.

With the sword intent down, the fist that rolled up with murderous aura stopped in mid-air.

Sneering and laughing angrily, he stared at the Baili Broken River, trying to suppress his emotions that were close to going berserk, and said in a tone that seemed to come from the extreme cold and late night: "You can't see the current situation clearly?"

Baili Duanjiang took the sword sideways, and said simply: "No matter who takes Tang Qing away here, I have no opinion, as long as he is willing, then let him go." ”

Sneering smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly, blood light flowed from between the slits, and he said, "That's what you mean?"

Baili Duanjiang said: "This is naturally what the Sword Saint Master means. ”

Sneered and looked at Jiang He and Jiu'er, but saw that the two of them shook their heads at the same time, a little helpless.

Jiang He said: "Dao Saint Master also said that it is inconvenient to force this trip, if Tang Qingzhen is unwilling to go with me, then I can only let him go." ”

Jiu'er sighed at Amitabha Buddha and said, "The Buddha Holy Master said the same. ”

The atmosphere was a little awkward, sneering and laughing in a dilemma.

He suddenly complained a little about the Demon Saint, thinking to himself, Master, you have to come out as a last resort, now it's okay, whether you are rough or not.

The sword of Baili Duanjiang is still in the air, blocking the way of the fist, if he really forcibly breaks his sword intent with a demon fist, he is afraid that in the end Baili Duanjiang will die, but he will not escape the end of serious injury.

When Jiu'er and Jiang Heruo thought about it, they raised the banner of punishing demons and eliminating harm, wouldn't they become the wronged boss?

What's more, the two fierce men of the Heaven and Earth Divine Academy are still watching the show from the sidelines, and they can't swing a punch here no matter what.

A sneer is belligerent and warlike, but not stupid.

He knew that there would be no harm and no benefit, but he couldn't do it, but the punch had already been out, and if he wanted to take it back, he had to have a reason to stop it.

So he said, "Is it just like this to give up the Chosen One to the Divine Temple?"

Jiu'er waved his hand and said: "The Xuanwu List is not over yet, the days are still long, and we don't plan to leave here so soon, along the way, we will accompany Tang Qing's donor, maybe he can change his mind." ”

Jiang He raised his eyebrows and nodded approvingly.

Baili Duanjiang's lowered head was raised again, and the long sword groaned softly, bringing up a piece of sword light that was a foot long.

He shook his long sword slightly, wanting to force the sneering fist back a little with sword intent, but found that the opponent's fists had been lowered at some point, and the fist that was originally condensed under the sword also dissipated unconsciously.

The sneering smile and his eyes were still cold, but the terrible blood light had already dissipated.

He indifferently folded his fists and arms, stood coldly and solemnly in place, and stood himself as a statue.

But there was some embarrassment in my heart.

The punch has come out but failed to fall in the end, which should be a rare show of weakness in his life.

Jiu'er suddenly stood up again, he looked at Tang Qing, who had always stood calmly on the edge of the cliff, and asked again, "I still want to know, since you are not interested in the four holy places, why are you so interested in the divine temple." It is rumored that you like to read very much, could it be that you came to the Heaven and Earth Divine Courtyard just to enter the Divine Academy's library?"

Tang Qing glanced at Ah Diao, who covered his eyes with a hat, and said: "I really only wanted to come to the temple to study before, but now, in addition to studying, there is another very important reason, that is, I have found my bodyguard. Since he's in the seminary, I don't have to go anywhere else. ”

Jiu'er's eyes showed a trace of doubt, and he couldn't understand it.

The white-clothed killing god, who had been standing not far away watching the show, suddenly raised his waist higher when he heard this, and the pride in his cold eyes became more and more intense.

Dressed in white, he slowly walked out and walked in front of everyone, and when everyone looked at him, Zhuo Xingchen crossed his palms behind his back, and said coolly: "Although I don't know what your so-called chosen one represents, but since those four guys take you so seriously, then I naturally won't look down on you too much." I'll find out your secrets in the future, and until then, I'll be responsible for your safety in the seminary, and you can just study in peace. ”

Speaking of this, the white-clothed killing god in the Heaven and Earth Divine Academy, who has always been arrogant and hardly takes any of his peers in his eyes, paused for a moment, and then added: "But can you discuss, don't say that I am your bodyguard, so it looks as if I owe you money." How about saying that you are one of my admirers? ”

When Zhuo Xingchen said these words, he was full of ambition and with great pride.

To his ears, the bodyguard in Tang Qing's mouth was him Zhuo Xingchen himself.

Only he has that qualification, and that strength to keep Tang Qing under the hands of the four saints.

But he forgot that there was a knife in between.

Ah Diao swayed left and right in place, and the hat on his head covered his eyes, but could not hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Especially after hearing Zhuo Xingchen's narcissistic words, the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly arrogant, he snorted lightly, and then muttered: "Idiot!"

He held the ancient knife in his right hand, and waved it gently, and the occasional sword aura was terrifying, with a layer of cold knife light.

His left hand untied the crimson wine gourd on his waist, took a long sip, and then shook it slightly, the sound of the wine colliding was already a little muffled, it seemed that the liquor had bottomed out, and he was afraid that it would be empty after a few more sips.

He chuckled softly, "I'm going to earn money for wine again." ”

Tang Qing suddenly took a step at this moment, got up on the edge of the cliff, smashed the cold wind in the sky, and walked forward under the gaze of everyone.

When passing by the Baili River, he said calmly: "Excuse me." ”

Baili Duanjiang was a little stunned, the sword that was originally in front of him and blocked the entire road suddenly turned around for some reason, making way for Tang Qing.

Tang Qing walked silently, and the long sleeve of his right hand was slowly lowered, covering the short sword that was shaking a little in the wind again, and at the same time hiding the sword intent.

Then he passed by the other three saints, and just nodded his head and didn't say anything more.

When he passed by Zhuo Xingchen's side, he still didn't stay, but left a word of apology.

Then he continued to walk in the wind, stepping over the gravel on the edge of the cliff until he came to Ao Diao's side.

Ah Diao raised his head, revealing a trace of clarity in his eyes, he shook the wine gourd in his hand, and said with a smile: "The wine has bottomed out." ”

Tang Qing also smiled: "From now on, I will take care of your wine money, and you will be my bodyguard." ”

A teenager here.

Just like it was back then.