After a long time, Tie Hongya blinked her eyes a few times, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Originally, I knew Zhao Jiuge at the beginning just because I saw Zhao Jiuge fighting with Scar that day, and later with the importance of his master to Zhao Jiuge, he also paid attention to Zhao Jiuge, and the more he got along with Zhao Jiuge, the more he found the difference in the bones of this ordinary teenager. Although he has always had a good impression of Zhao Jiuge, he takes care of him like his younger brother.

But today, Tie Hongya's heart is a little touched, and this feeling makes the two people closer to the general, but it is not the love of men and women, but the affection of family.

After adjusting her breathing, she gradually restrained the smile on her face, and her expression became serious, and it didn't seem to have changed much, but it was obviously different in the eye mask.

It seems that the atmosphere at this time is a little silent, Tie Hongya smiled far-fetched, deliberately avoiding this atmosphere, pretending to inadvertently insert the purple jade hairpin in her hand into her own green silk, "Let's go, now that the Xuanwu Lock Spirit Array has been arranged, no outsiders can come in, let's go to the deacon hall to register now, otherwise it will be too late to be discovered by the elders who are patrolling, but you will forcibly break this stitch because your identity is unknown." ”

Summoning his own fiery red flying sword, he gently pulled Zhao Jiuge, and then the two of them stepped on the sword at the same time, accompanied by the words of the bound red silk, "Tomorrow, call your third senior brother to be a coolie and arrange the interior of the mountain peak for you."

After speaking, the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and it was only at this time that the words of Tie Hongya increased, maybe only at this time, when she was alone with Zhao Jiuge, Tie Hongya would take off her cold mask, and her personality dictated it.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, and walked with a red sword, looking into the distance, and the red skirt fluttering on their bodies, bringing out the dusty temperament.

And Zhao Jiuge lowered his head and thought deeply, he was dressed in a blue sword robe, he stood upright, logically speaking, now that he has become a personal disciple, his clothing is also different, and he can wear whatever he likes, but because he has just become a personal disciple, everything has not yet been understood.

Now that the mountain peak where he lives has been solved, the problem of cultivation has followed, and now he has become a disciple of the master, and the pressure has followed, not only the pressure he gave, but also the fact that now because of the difference in identity, he also needs to care about the eyes of others.

After sorting out the clues, Zhao Jiuge's heart was a little more stable, and after the chores of the past few days were resolved, and after understanding what he needed to enter the inner gate, he began to practice well, condensed the elixir, and by the way, he once again went into the Sword Casting Hall to find Ou Yezi to forge his flying sword.

The coveted sword embryo was already there, and with the spirit of the more precious Cold Ice Luan Phoenix, Zhao Jiu Ge's heart was hot when he thought of this, especially the wings in that light group were struggling, even if the Cold Ice Luan Feng who had lost his body and only had the essence left, his momentum was still amazing.

The corners of her mouth were curled, and she secretly looked at the pensive Zhao Jiuge, her smile grew, and suddenly there were ripples in her heart.

The speed of the flying sword slowly slowed down, and the aura curled up at the end of the sword began to dissipate, and the red silk gently tapped Zhao Jiuge's forehead, who was still pondering, "It's here, are you still thinking about the woman named Praruo?"

Zhao Jiuge woke up slightly, and just wanted to open his mouth to explain whether he was thinking about cultivation, when he suddenly saw the playful smile of Tie Hongyan, and suddenly realized that the senior sister was teasing herself, her face turned red, and she simply kept silent.

"You wait for me at the door first, I'll help you register, and this Nine Song Peak will be your own in the future." Tie Hongyan put down Zhao Jiuge, and after finishing speaking, the corners of her skirt rippled, and she slowly walked towards the deacon hall.

In the entire Xuantian Mountain Range, there are many peaks, some are forbidden lands, some are peaks that have been developed or already have masters, and some of them belong to the peaks of the sect building, which are connected to each other by some huge iron chains as thick as fists. As for those peaks that have not yet been developed, they are all ownerless peaks, reserved for personal disciples like Zhao Jiuge to live in.

Zhao Jiuge, who was in a good mood, stood at the door of the deacon hall with nothing to do, waiting for his senior sister to come out.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from far to near, and came to Zhao Jiuge, Zhao Jiuge didn't care, but when he heard the footsteps coming behind him, he stopped, and couldn't help but turn around curiously, and suddenly found that Zhang Pingquan and a young man a few years older than him were standing behind him.

This young Zhao Jiuge has never seen it, and it should not be a new disciple of this year. At this moment, the young man wearing a light blue ink robe, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, and a pair of eyes looked at Zhao Jiuge curiously, his expression was a little weird, but he didn't speak.

As for Zhang Pingquan, who was next to the young man, he couldn't hide his hatred for Zhao Jiuge, staring at Zhao Jiuge menacingly, his chest rose and fell slightly, and when he saw Zhao Jiuge turn around, he immediately sneered, and said in a weird manner, "I can't see it, I suddenly became a disciple of the sect, why, I also came here to choose the peak." ”

According to reason, Zhao Jiuge and this Zhang Pingquan did not have much of a holiday, only the last time they were training, they fought in the dispute on the top of Wuhua Peak, and it was also because of the factional dispute, but since then, this Zhang Pingquan has completely hated Zhao Jiuge, maybe because the woman's heart is too small.

Hearing Zhang Ping's words of persuasion, Zhao Jiuge didn't bother to give her any good looks, and responded expressionlessly, "Each other, aren't you also a disciple of Xuanqi Peak." When he spoke, Zhao Jiuge saw the young man next to him, and he was a little puzzled about the identity of this person, seeing that he didn't take the initiative to speak, Zhao Jiuge was even more puzzled, and judging from the clothing, it should also be the identity of a personal disciple.

"Heh, even if the master's strength is high, if the apprentice's strength is not good, it is not a shame together. Zhang Ping smiled sarcastically and looked at Zhao Jiuge with disdain.

Zhao Jiuge suddenly raised his eyebrows, Zhang Pingquan seemed to have something to say, and his voice sank, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, that is, what if your master is in charge, it's a pity that your strength is not good, you didn't rely on that girl at the beginning, you didn't rely on that girl, you have a chance, otherwise the result may not be what it will be." Zhang Pingquan still had that tone.

Zhao Jiuge's face suddenly became gloomy, as if he was about to drip water, it was ugly and terrifying, but it was obvious to find fault. Although she always knew that Xuantian Peak and the other two peaks were faintly incompatible, and they had been fighting openly and secretly in private, Zhao Jiuge couldn't imagine that this time Zhang Ping's persuasion would be so direct, and someone must have supported her.

Immediately, Zhao Jiuge didn't give her face, and directly raised his sword eyebrows.