"I like it, of course I like it!" Xiang Shaoying hurriedly said, this Longquan Sword is a rare divine weapon, and people who learn martial arts will love it.

Bai Juyi glanced at the Longquan Sword, and said solemnly: "This sword is a thousand miles of horses, but I am not a good Bole, it will only make it dusty and fall into the fate of stir-frying in the kitchen, I believe that this sword is much better in my hands than in my hands." ”

"But this-" Xiang Shaoying still wanted to refuse, but was interrupted impatiently by Bai Juyi, "Okay, it's so happily decided, what does grinding and chirping look like, if you feel that you can't go, okay, to tell you the truth, I have taken a fancy to the blue blood sword that is the prize in this sword trial conference, and the Longquan sword gave you a shovel for stir-frying, so you can go and take the blue blood sword and give it to me." After speaking, Bai Juyi walked away, leaving Xiang Shaoying stunned in place.

Ruoyun touched his nose and said, "A good blue blood sword, I'm afraid it will be ruined by Senior Brother Juyi again." ”

Back then, Bai Juyi fell in love with the Longquan Sword, and then stalked the Elder of the Qi Sect to send him, but the Longquan Sword was reduced to the fate of being a vegetable shovel in the kitchen, and the Elder of the Qi Sect knew that the qi vomited blood, and now he actually wanted to get involved in the Blue Blood Sword, did Senior Brother Ju Yi plan to collect the world's famous swords to make the rhythm of the vegetable shovel?

However, Xiang Shaoying didn't think so, even if Bai Juyi wanted him to get the Blue Blood Sword, he knew that he didn't have the ability to compete for the first place at all.

However, Xiang Shaoying really likes this Longquan sword, sharpening iron like mud, the structure is wonderful, the hilt is carved with a sky-high dragon, there are two buttons in the middle, one red and one green, the red button sword body pops up, and the green button sword body brushes and bounces back into the hilt, at this time, the whole sword, there is only one sword hilt left, even if it is placed in the arms, it is very convenient. In the past, when Bai Juyi used it, the sword ears on the hilt of the sword were wood carvings like strings of corn tomatoes, but before sending the sword to Xiang Shaoying, Bai Juyi was a treasure of these corn and eggplants, and he asked for it back, saying that he would hang it on the blue blood sword in the future.

The night is as cool as water, the night of late spring and early summer, blowing the slightest cool breeze, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers, the bright moon hangs high in the air, shining on the water, sparkling.

Xiang Shaoying couldn't sleep, so he simply got up in his clothes and walked in the courtyard, suddenly, there was a faint flute sound in the distance, Xiang Shaoying listened attentively, performed light skills, and ran towards the direction of the back mountain.

But I saw a woman in green, standing on the cliff, standing in the wind, the bright moonlight fell on her face, under the slender and long willow eyebrows, the bright phoenix eyes were shining, and the pink and red lips were the jade flute that had always been small, and the melodious flute sound overflowed from her lips. The night breeze blew her clothes, the light tulle fluttered in the wind, and her whole body seemed to exude a gentle light, elegant as the moon, bright as snow.

It was Xiao Yanran.

Xiang Shaoying shook his head for a moment. Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart.

He shook his head, he heard the flute just now, and thought it was Bai Ling coming back. Yunya is proficient in music, you are good at jade flute, Bai Ling in order to please Yunya, for a period of time, he also asked her to teach her to play the flute, he sighed, just now he was anxious, he didn't hear clearly and ran over, Bai Ling didn't play as well as Xiao Yanran, he was about to leave quietly, but heard Xiao Yanran's faint voice come over: "Is it Xiang Shaoxia?"

Xiang Shaoying paused, had to turn around, stepped forward, and said, "Miss Xiao." ”

Xiao Yanran smiled lightly and said, "Xiang Shaoxia, I haven't slept so late, why did you come here?"

"I can't sleep, so I go out for a walk. Xiang Shaoying sighed and said.

"Oh?" Xiao Yanran raised her eyebrows, "Xiang Shaoxia is here to participate in the sword trial tomorrow?"

Xiang Shaoying frowned and didn't speak. To be honest, he was indeed a little nervous, he had never formally fought with the disciples of the Shenxiao faction, although he usually practiced martial arts in the twenty-four pavilions, but they were all up to the point, the only formal fight was the Qixi Festival, and the battle with the Scorpion Venerable, however, he also knew that it was a fluke that he did not die that time, first of all, because the Scorpion Venerable was injured and did not recover, and the other is, at that time, Bai Ling was by his side, supported by the belief of protecting Bai Ling, which stimulated his potential, and now Bai Ling is not there, and the top 16 who entered the sword trial conference are all the elites of the elite, and others have been practicing martial arts since they were five or six years old, and he has only entered the Shenxiao School to practice martial arts for a year, this is already more than ten years behind, and it is estimated that the first battle will be lost.

Xiao Yanran looked at Xiang Shaoying's contemplation, and said with a smile: "Xiang Shaoxia actually doesn't have to worry, do you really not have any confidence in yourself? After all, you are the descendant disciple of the head of the sect, and you should not be worse than other disciples." ”

Xiang Shaoying smiled bitterly and said: "Miss Xiao doesn't know, Shaoying actually has no talent for martial arts since she was a child, and she knows that her qualifications are extremely poor, so since I was a child, my father wanted me to learn literature instead of martial arts, and now in this Shenxiao faction, it has only been a year of martial arts, compared to those brothers who have been practicing martial arts since they were six or seven years old, and their talents are also extremely high, Shaoying now even if she has the name of a disciple of the head of the family, in fact, she does not have much advantage, but thank you Miss Xiao." ”

Xiao Yanran nodded, was silent, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then sighed.

Xiang Shaoying raised her eyes: "Why is Miss Xiao sighing?"

Xiao Yanran looked into the distance, thinking for a long time, and said slowly: "My mother Jin Zhi Yuye, I don't necessarily suffer hardship, I feel too tired to practice martial arts, so, when I was young, she was against me practicing martial arts, but later, I still disobeyed her, and secretly asked the protectors in the palace to teach me martial arts, and my father only had one daughter, so naturally he wanted me to inherit his mantle in the future, so of course he was on my side, but I practiced martial arts, and finally made my mother sad." ”

Uh-Xiang Shaoying didn't know how to reply for a while, he didn't practice martial arts when he was a child because of his poor qualifications, everyone in the martial arts knew that the young palace master of Shuiyue Palace was a martial arts wizard with high qualifications, but when he was a child, because his mother was afraid that she would endure hardships, every time he let her practice martial arts, should he say that they are the same fallen people at the end of the world, or laugh at God for playing tricks on people?

"Do you know why I, I want to practice martial arts so firmly?" Xiao Yanran suddenly asked with a smile.

"Oh, I don't know, why?" asked Xiang Shaoying.

Xiao Yanran smiled, "Actually, I don't know." ”

"Uh-" Xiang Shaoying was speechless for a moment.

The two chatted for a while, Xiang Shaoying sent Xiao Yanran back to the room, and then said goodbye, Xiao Yanran looked at Xiang Shaoying's distant back, and a deep look flashed in her phoenix eyes.

When she was eight years old, she was tired of the boredom of Shuiyue Palace, and secretly sneaked out to play, a little girl who was not deeply involved in the world, and soon got into trouble with a little ruffian and wanted to beat her up, but the expected pain did not hit, but she saw a little boy standing in front of her, and said indignantly: "Bullying a little girl, what kind of hero is it!"

But I heard those little ruffians laugh and say: "Haha, it turned out to be the waste wood son of the Xiang family, do you want to be a hero? Your father is so wise and martial, why did he give birth to you this waste? Are you your father's own child?"

"I guess not, maybe he's a wild seed, and his mother gave birth outside, haha!"

"You talk nonsense!" the little boy was so angry that the little leopard rushed forward and scratched the face of a little ruffian, and the little ruffians were so angry that they punched and kicked them, but she was not hurt, because the little boy pounced on her, and when the little ruffians were scattered, the little boy was already dying, and the first thing he said to her was: "Are you hurt?"

Seeing Xiang Shaoying's figure disappear into the night, Xiao Yanran lowered her eyebrows, sighed, and turned around to go back to the room.