Fang Zhiming half-squinted, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Xie Qingci, looking a little innocent.

He saluted Xie Qingci respectfully, his eyebrows curled.

"I am here, thank you for your guidance. ”

"Politely ......" Xie Qingci said haha, and he didn't take it seriously.

He saw Xie Qingci's inadvertentness, just smiled and didn't say anything.

"This rash bother, if there is a fate, please Xu Zhiming to visit again and say goodbye. ”

After finishing the salute, he nodded to Xie Qingci and walked away with a smile. The footsteps are like clouds, the posture is clear like bamboo, and the back is also clear and square.

Xie Qing gathered his clothes, silently looked at Fang Zhiming's white-clothed figure in the distance, and sighed.

I didn't expect this Fang Zhiming to come to her to talk about it...... The bell rings.

He lost the match with Zhong Ming last time, and he must have been haunted by it, so he came to her to ask for information.

She pouted, this Fang Zhijing heart eyes are more than a sieve, and the heart is very good, intentionally or unintentionally seducing her, if she was an innocent girl or a pervert, he would have been teased by him a long time ago.

It's a pity that she's not innocent, and she's not a pervert.

She suddenly wondered, isn't this Fang Ming tired? He salutes like this all day long, maintains an elegant demeanor all the time, and always gets tired, what is this for, he doesn't seem to be the kind of person who can do useless things, who is this kind of elegant posture for?

Isn't it good for people to live a lifetime and live comfortably?

Xie Qingci curled the corners of his mouth, crossed Erlang's legs very comfortably, and hummed a small tune in a low voice, in a very good mood.

She just said, but she "accidentally" told Fang Zhiming some information about Zhong Ming, it should be of some use, right?

She smirked.

"Fang Zhiming is a difficult guy, he has a lot of thoughts, and he has a lot of routines, sending such an opponent to Zhong Ming, Zhong Ming should be very cool, right? ”

The corners of her mouth curled up, and her eyes were full of playfulness.

---

Fang Zhiming returned to his cave mansion, sat quietly for a while, then looked at the jade-colored jade bracelet in his hand, and asked in a low voice:

"Ah Zhu, how credible do you think Xie Qingci's words are?"

"Sa"

As soon as his words fell, the jade-colored jade bracelet emitted a brilliant green light.

In the midst of the light, the fine patterns carved on the jade bracelet slowly raised and transformed into bright and transparent scales, which were placed finely on top of each other. The cold and slippery snake body curled up on Fang Zhi's jade-like wrist, the snake's head was raised proudly, the momentum was extraordinary, the vertical pupils were cold, and the snake letter was blood-red.

This jade bracelet is actually made of a small green jade snake with a lot of aura.

The little snake "hissed" and spat out the letter, containing a dangerous aura, but Fang Zhiming was indifferent and looked at the little snake with some expectation.

The little snake's white lips trembled, and between opening and closing, a human voice came out, and his voice was cold.

"That Xie Qingci's words are half credible...... She has a different look, but it doesn't seem to be aimed at you, perhaps...... She had a holiday with Zhong Ming?......"

The little snake analyzed freely, speaking out words but clearly speaking, and it made sense.

It's just that this seems to be a bit much......

Fang Zhi listened quietly, without a trace of impatience on his face.

It concluded with a summary of the statement: "...... I think she deliberately led you to fight with Zhong Ming, so she could sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. ”

"Hmm...... I think so too. ”

Fang Zhiming nodded in agreement, touched his chin, his eyes were a little strange, and he stopped talking a little:

She seemed to know...... I knew that I was casting a secret spell on her, and that my magic was not working on her. ”

"That Xie Qingci should also be a fellow practitioner. The little snake replied to him lazily.

"But...... Her appearance is very beautiful, but her temperament is very clean. It's not the same as me. ”

He muttered, his heart complicated, and he couldn't help but caress the little snake wrapped around his wrist, touching its cold, delicate scales. The little snake felt comfortable being touched, and couldn't help but narrow its vertical pupils, looking like enjoyment.

"It's okay, you still have to step up your cultivation. Take a long-term view, don't worry too much about the results of the big competition this time, and probably enter the top 20. If my prediction is correct, the people of the Daoless Demon Sect should have noticed you. ”

"Well, I'm provincial. ”

"Hmm...... Do you want to know what that bell is, and is there anything special about him?"

"I saw something and thought it was interesting. ”

He raised his handsome face, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows spread with joy, and he said softly:

"Thank you for always being there for me, Azhu. ”

---

This day is a bit unusual.

Xie Qingci stood upright on the stage, her long hair was flying, the whirring wind was blowing her robe, making a hunting whistle, the momentum was compelling, and she looked sassy.

She also habitually wore a smile at the moment, but there was an unusual cautious look in her eyes.

This battle ...... It's not easy to fight.

Standing across from her was a young man with a somewhat immature face. At this moment, he was holding a little girl and walking slowly on stage step by step.

The young man had a pair of bright almond eyes, a delicate face, and a blood-red robe draped over him looked a little wide, like a child dressed in an adult pair, a little funny.

His robe was covered with all kinds of dense apricot yellow runes, and the hem of his clothes was also imprinted with hollow black runes, and his every move also had an indescribable sense of rhythm, which was quite mysterious.

The little girl next to him was wearing a girl's bun, wearing a short pink skirt, her wrists and ankles were adorned with small golden bells, and the crisp "jingling" sound of the bells was continuous between walking, surrounding the famous platform, looking lively and cute, and her skirt was also embellished with complicated black patterns, similar to the teenager's.

Her pupils were dilated, her eyes were unfocused, but there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, which looked quite weird.

She took the boy's hand, jumping and jumping like a happy sparrow.

"My brother walks so slowly, it's not as fast as Lele, it's really a shame!"

The young man's expression was very gentle, holding the girl's lotus arm, and patiently coaxing the little girl like a jade doll:

"Lele walk slowly, be careful not to fall, it will hurt. ”

If he ignores his identity, Xie Qingci will only feel that the opposite side is an ordinary brother and sister, without the slightest deterrent.

The young man stood on the stage and ignored everything around him, only coaxing his sister with one mind.

In this game, it was strange on the stage, and it was also strange off the stage, and most people invariably closed their mouths, quietly, and strangely well-behaved.

Of course, there are also many people who are transmitting sounds, and there are also talking to each other, but the voice of the conversation is obviously deliberately low.

The referee on the stage was no longer surprised by the scene of brother and sister friendship, and when he saw that both sides were standing in their corresponding positions, he signaled that they could be on standby.

Xie Qingci half-carried the Yaomu gun, raised his head and looked at the young man lazily, looking a little careless and arrogant.

In the face of a strong enemy, first of all, we must not lose in terms of momentum, and we must despise it strategically and attach importance to it tactically.

She deliberately lowered her voice to make it more imposing:

"The twelfth layer of Qi refining, Xie Qingci. ”

The young man also glanced at her quietly, without a trace of waves in his eyes, and his face was expressionless:

"The twelfth layer of qi refining, Song worried. ”

Sure enough, it was him, a familiar name, the legendary genius puppeteer Song Wei. Xie Qingci thought secretly, his eyes unconsciously aimed at the little girl standing next to him, then he was holding the legendary sibling sister who died young, but now he has become a drought.

This little girl is quite spiritual, and her big eyes are sparkling and a little ignorant.

Guo Wei grabbed the little girl's hand, pointed at Xie Qingci, and said softly:

"Lele, do you see the sister opposite? We're going to play games again later, are you looking forward to it?"

"Uh-huh. ”

The little girl Lele seemed to be very happy, nodded, and raised her head to look at Xie Qingci, who was a little stunned.

She smiled sweetly, her voice as light as a silver bell.

"It's nice to play with your beautiful sister, Lele likes to play games the most. ”

The warm children's channel suddenly started on the stage, and the monks in the audience got used to it, and they were transmitting sound without a match.

Someone is quietly biting the ear:

"Doesn't this dartfish look cute, not cruel at all?"

The person next to him sneered when he heard this: "You are quite cute." You've never seen her tear a person's body apart, and I think you didn't think she was cute at the time. ”

“......”

"Song Wei looks very small, a teenager in his early tens, in fact, he is almost twenty, Xie Qingci looks taller than him. ”

"It is said that to practice puppetry, you need to cultivate bones, so you can also try it if you look young. ”

"I'd like to, but it's too hard......"

Some people also muttered sourly: "This Song Wei looks like a milky little hairy child, and it doesn't look very special, isn't there just a psychic drought." ”

“......”

Xie Qingci quietly looked at the warm small theater opposite, as well as the conversation next to him, his face was indifferent, but in fact, he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

This droughtle was even more powerful than she had imagined, and a drought-fish with a spirit was far more terrifying than a thousand drought-fish without a spirit.

"In this game, Xie Qingci is worried about Song and starts!"

"Giggle ......"

As soon as his words fell, the little girl who was still chatting a moment ago moved.

As soon as she kicked her little feet, her fairy skirt flew up like a butterfly, and her entire body began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye, the corners of her mouth showed Bai Sensen's fangs, and her ruddy face became pale.

"Corpse so soon?"

Xie Qingci was surprised in her heart, and immediately reacted, she had already prepared, the long-brewing demonic qi was held in her hand, and the giant vines thick with water buckets stretched like flexible snakes, locking the girl's way out.

The little girl licked her scarlet lips, still with a sweet smile on her face, but her small body flew over like a small cannonball, exuding a fierce aura all over her body, and she rushed straight towards Xie Qingci's blockade without fear of Xie Qingci's blockade.

"So fast!"

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

The girl's black eyes gradually faded into a brilliant broken silver, the pink nails of the white and tender little hands stretched out, gradually dyed into an inky black, and her hands were clenched weakly, grabbing straight at the vines under Xie Qingci's cloth.

"Shhhh

The tough and tough vines were like a soft tofu flower in her hands, and the nails went deep, directly tearing the huge vines in the middle, strong as this, and there was no trace of hardship in the middle.

"Boom!"

The vines were shattered into pieces, fell heavily from the air, and fell on the stage with a "pop", raising a cloud of smoke and dust, and the wind and clouds changed.

Song Wei's wide red robe was swept up by the wind, and his long hair danced wildly.

His slender hand made a series of intricate handprints, pulled by red ropes, and the strange runes imprinted on his robe echoed the runes on the dress of the Drought Girl, rising and falling like stars in the night, tearing apart from between the robes, silently floating and hovering in mid-air.

His fingers bounced nimbly, as if manipulating an invisible thread, and his eyes were sharp and sharp.

His eyes were cold.

"Kill!"