"Senior Sister Susu's strength is the same as the weather. ”

Liu Rui said suddenly.

Sometimes it's good and sometimes it's bad, Yin Jiu can naturally guess her thoughts.

"What do you think of you and Subbie? ”

Liu Rui didn't even have to think about it: "She has the Divine Sword Xuanbing, and she has the Infinite Ice Seed." I have nothing. ”

This description made Yin Jiu bend his lips: "You mean that Su Su is blessed with luck, and you should be the best in terms of strength?"

It seems that she has regained the self-confident little sister she was at the beginning, and her eyebrows are full of pride: "Naturally." ”

"Yes," Yin Jiu nodded casually: "You go and get a top ten back, I have a way to solve your master's matter." ”

Liu Rui's eyes widened, not because of Yin Jiu's second half of the sentence, but - "Senior sister! It's the top ten!"

Not the top 100!

"Yes," she asked curiously, "it's the top ten." Su Su can enter, but without the Excalibur, why can't you?"

Liu Rui didn't even ask her how she knew that Yin Susu could enter the top ten, and she still had an indescribable look on her face: "...... Senior sister, do you really have a way to make Master understand me? Didn't you just say that you can't care too much about other people's approvals. ”

Yin Jiu picked up the porcelain cup and shook the clear reflection inside, and said lazily: "Yes." ”

The reason why Wan Ting Zhenren couldn't approve of Liu Rui's idea was just because she was still sitting firmly on the height of her master, and with a critical gaze to examine whether her disciples met her own standards.

For her who has been cultivating for many years, her own path is naturally right, so she will automatically reject those different ideas.

Stick to a fixed tradition and not allow change to occur.

It's also easy to completely break this kind of people's thinking.

It is to make Liu Rui officially able to defeat her master.

When Wan Ting Zhenren realizes that her apprentice did not listen to her, but can be stronger than herself, the confidence in herself that she has gathered over the years will gradually collapse.

It is like a stone that cannot be broken from the outside, and it is used as a potion to dissolve itself from the inside.

It is normal for the blue to be better than the blue, the master is to the disciple, and the parents are to the child, but it is just to Sina to push the old waves, and one generation is better than the next. In this way, future generations can be confident that nothing is invincible.

If you are stubbornly holding on to the face of your elders, you will not give up your so-called authority. The next result is either to force the offspring to shrink and degenerate into puppets who only obey their own orders, or to force people away completely, and from then on they will turn against each other and resent.

Of course, Yin Jiu hadn't planned to tell Liu Rui about the plan yet.

Just let her prepare well for the game.

Probably really wanted to reconcile the relationship between master and apprentice, Liu Rui nodded: "I, I will do my best." ”

Although she is confident, she is not blindly proud. So much so that she wouldn't expect the top ten, but Yin Jiu's words seemed to tell her that she had this ability.

Try it anyway.

......

The breeze is gentle and warm.

The head of Gushan sat on the top seat and sighed: "Master Li, not only your little apprentice with the divine sword is good, but the other disciple of your junior brother is also wonderful enough. Are all the good seedlings let you see it?"

Li Zi stroked his palm and smiled.

"Isn't the Ren Yan under your door? ”

"That's really right, the number of fates makes it difficult for Fang Shan to be an elite...... Fang Shan's head began to be plausible again, and his words were sour: "Not to mention the disciples who competed for the top spot in the conference that year, this time it's okay to let Fang Shan enter the top ten." ”

Ling Lun's expression was faint: "The head of the dream is really changing from time to time, there were ghost doctors back then, but they shouted at us that there was no one to match except you Fang Shan." ”

In the end, feng shui takes turns.

Fang Shan's head was not interested, and his eyebrows drooped: "So what, it's just talking, but in the end, it was not robbed by the girl of Canglang." Are you willing to take pity on me and let me, who has never been out of the first place?"

Everyone was silent.

Coughing lightly twice to break the embarrassment, the head of Gushan wiped a smile: "Where is there any such thing as letting, otherwise I would have given up this old face and begged to give Gushan a high name?"

"Either way. The head of Fang Shan waved his hand angrily: "Hurry up and see that I will definitely find a similar apprentice grandson for Rong Rong, I really don't believe it." ”

Below the stage were the people who were preparing to draw lots.

After round after round of screening, the best disciples in this Quartet Conference were competed.

Yin Jiu picked up the bamboo stick, and the word "捌" was engraved on it with cinnabar.

As for who her opponent's name is, she doesn't care.

But some people care. As soon as the shadow fell, Song Meihe appeared in front of her and asked her with a smile: "Sister, what number are you?" ”

Nothing to hide, she handed it forward.

"No.," he looked lost, and put away his originally brilliant white little tiger teeth: "I'm No. 3, we can't be together." ”

Obviously, the same brand is an opponent, but he is like a partner.

Anyway, sooner or later, it's not too late.

"Yes, sooner or later. Song Meihe himself quickly thought about it and blinked: "I'm looking forward to competing with you." ”

"With me, or is it a remnant song?" Yin Jiu felt that this young man's interest in himself came from this sword, could it be that he had injured him with a remnant song when he was in the demon realm earlier?

But it doesn't look like it.

Song Meihe's amber-like cat eyes were full of doubts, and she whispered: "It must be the master of the sword, without you, sister, where can you compete with the sword alone." ”

"yes, don't be sad if you lose. She said coldly.

Song Meihe rubbed her white and tender cheeks and grinned: "Definitely not, even if you really lose, because it is your sister, I am also happy." ”

When these words entered Yin Jiu's ears, she was not moved at all, and even frowned and stared at him firmly, seeing that he was a little hairy.

"Sister......

Just wanted to break this strange atmosphere, Song Meihe's voice had not yet fallen. Yin Jiu's fingers were already pinching his chin like lightning.

Not the flirtatious temptation.

Instead, it was cold and strong, violently pulling down to the ground, and even the bones were hurting tightly.

The young man was forced to look at Yin Jiu's plain and deep eyes, and after a while she slowly spoke: "Speak well, don't pretend." ”

Song Meihe looked very sad: "Is it also a fault to express my liking to you?"

He let go of his hand, and there was an obvious red mark on his originally fair skin.

Yin Jiu tugged at the corners of his lips and gestured to the flowers that were blooming beside him: "What others like is to appreciate this flower from afar." You like—"

She reached out and pulled down the flowers, clenched her palms, and watched the blood-red juice fall drop by drop, her expression was unchanged and indifferent: "Like this." ”

It's really clear.

Song Meihe's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyebrows and eyes were scattered and lonely: "Sister, you are so ruthless." ”

Pursing her lips: "You seem hostile to me, but I actually didn't do anything." ”

"Nothing was done, or nothing was started. Don't you know it yourself?"

Hearing this, the young man seemed to suddenly come back to his senses: "Then sister, tell me, I haven't started to do anything yet." If you're right, I'll quit the competition right away. ”