Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

It was another ordinary day of practicing sword in the yard, Cheng An and Jing Yuan were swinging their swords again and again.

But it didn't seem so ordinary, because that morning, a familiar voice broke the sweaty atmosphere in the courtyard, and a cheerful woman pushed the door open, holding something in her hand.

"Jingliu Jingliu, I'm here to see you! Do you want to go drink with me tonight?"

Cheng An looked at this fox woman with a light lavender color, and felt that she was dazzling in both character and hair color. He couldn't help but cover his eyes.

Jing Liu, who was standing with her hands behind her back, also saw who was coming. She said with a rare smile:

"Bai Heng? Why are you here?"

It turned out to be an old acquaintance, Cheng An was relieved.

It makes sense. I've heard that Jingliu and Bai Heng have a good relationship. Even this lively, cheerful and good-tempered veteran driver of Xingcha seems to have a good relationship with everyone in the Yunshang Wuxiao, and his popularity is evenly shared by all of them.

The fox woman also knew that this was usually the time when good friends taught their disciples, so she turned her gaze and looked at the two people here. She was first surprised that Jing Yuan had grown so tall after not seeing him for a long time, and then she began to look at her curiously.

"I heard Danfeng say on Yuzhao that Jingliu has accepted a new disciple. I didn't believe it at first. Jingliu is not someone who can take care of children." But she immediately touched Cheng An's head with a smile.

"Now it seems to be true. Hello, my name is Bai Heng. How do you address me, little sister?"

Help, such a warm and lovely sister!

Although they had met each other on the immortal boat hundreds of years later, Bai Heng at this time was obviously more gentle and sunny.

"Hello sister, my name is Cheng An, and I have just been studying under Master Jingliu for a little over a month." She replied politely, calling him sister without any awkwardness.

Jing Yuan also greeted her familiarly: "Sister Bai Heng, are you here to have a drink with Master?"

He saw the wine jug in the man's hand when Bai Heng entered the room. He thought it must be a special product brought back from his travels. After all, she was always restless. An unknown guest or a flying soldier were both her identities.

"That's what we originally planned," the fox woman raised the bottle of wine in her hand, which was not often seen in Luofu, and shook it, "but Jingliu secretly accepted a little apprentice without telling us, he deserves to be punished!"

Jing Liu raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard this: "Oh? How's the punishment?"

"As a punishment, you have to provide your own yard for our dinner tonight." As she said this, her ears twitched, as if she thought her proposal was perfect.

Jing Liu naturally had no objection. She could see that this was just an excuse for her friends to drink together. Recently, the people of Fengrao have been engaged in many wars, and everyone must have been busy for a while. It is rare for them to have some free time these two days.

It would be nice for them to take this opportunity to get together.

"What? Take me with you too?" Cheng An was a little excited about this. She could have a seat at the gathering of the Five Heroes of the Cloud. She could be considered to be participating in the legend and witnessing history. It was a wonderful thing to see with one's own eyes the heroes that one had only read about in the copywriting.

Jingliu nodded: "We are all good friends, it would be nice to take you to meet some of them."

Good things rarely come in pairs. Since they were in a good mood after meeting with friends, Jing Liu exempted them from afternoon practice. Jing Yuan and Cheng An were both able to protect themselves, so it was not a bad idea to take a proper rest.

The two heads, one black and one white, immediately came together and clapped their hands in tacit understanding.

Helplessly watching the two young men walk out the main door to play, Bai Heng did not forget to remind them to come back in the evening for dinner.

As soon as he went out, Cheng An started to ask Jing Yuan, "Jing Yuan, will the five heroes of Yunshang gather at that party tonight?"

The legendary achievements of the Five Heroes of the Clouds are a popular story in Xianzhou. The storytellers on the street, the graceful lyrics of the actors, and the various themed novels in bookstores all proclaim their good name.

"Yes, Brother Ying Xing, Brother Dan Feng, Master, Sister Bai Heng, and me." When he said this, his tone was a little proud and cunning, "Your senior brother is not talented, but I just happen to be among the five heroes."

"Oh, yes, yes, you are awesome." She said perfunctorily in a very flattering way. Although she knew that Jing Yuan had every right to be proud, after playing with Jing Yuan, who was the same age as her for a long time, Cheng An had a deep understanding of some of his tricks.

In short, some respectful and heavy filters were cracked.

So for some reason I felt that this smug look was a little ridiculous.

Jing Yuan had expected this, and remained calm: "I am very humble, thank you for the compliment." Then he changed the subject and pretended to be puzzled: "I am your real senior brother, right? Why doesn't Cheng An ever call me senior brother?"

"Little Junior Sister, please observe etiquette and respect!" Jing Yuan smiled and looked more like a fox than a fox.

What an exaggerated way of speaking. Cheng An's eyes were slightly tired. This guy's habit of teasing others came back again.

To be honest, it was because Cheng An didn't have this habit. In school, people usually called each other "senior", and rarely called "senior" with a classical flavor. So it was embarrassing to call him that at first.

Also, when she screams for a game character, she usually just calls out the name, wife, or beauty. It's okay to be wild across the screen, but she doesn't have the courage to dance too radically in front of the person.

So calling her by her name directly is neither radical nor something she is used to, and the intersection of the two is the best.

But he couldn't tell Jingyuan this honestly.

But magic can be defeated by magic.

Cheng An suddenly seemed to have realized something, slapped his thigh, and then began to speak in a pure and beautiful knight's language with rich emotions: "Oh! My beautiful senior brother! Look at your pure and flawless white hair, and your golden eyes that are as warm and bright as the sun. Please allow me to praise you from the bottom of my heart. You are beautiful!"

As she spoke, she used the power of pure beauty to create a rose shape in her hand. The red power glowed and condensed into the shape of a flower, which had no substance but was very effective.

She presented the flowers to Jingyuan in a pretentious manner. Seeing the shocked look on the man's face, she looked around with a little fear to see if anyone nearby noticed his social death.

In fact, there is no need to worry too much. They just came out of Jingliu's house not long ago and have not yet left the residential area. It is definitely not as lively as the streets and there are not many people. After all, Cheng An has to consider his own face when he makes trouble.

Seeing that Chunmei's offensive was very effective, Cheng An continued to chant: "So, dear brother, can you please give me the new product of today's Fairy Happy Tea? I would like to pray to Idrila for her blessing on you!"

The lines are perfect, the emotions are on point, and they come out fluently.

Playing with abstraction is easy!

"Okay, okay, I'll treat you, don't be so scary, Cheng An!" Jing Yuan felt a little sweaty, and when he saw this person put forward his request, he quickly agreed, fearing that she would continue to make trouble and perform from here to Chang Letian. The young student Jing Yuan felt the taste of social death.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to help up the person who was bending over to present him flowers. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the flower that was condensed with power, it scattered into petals, like a cluster of small fireworks exploding silently, leaving him speechless and choked.

Jing Yuan looked at the man in front of him and straightened up refreshed, and pulled up his sleeves as if nothing had happened: "Okay, then Senior Brother, you must keep your word~ (clip sound)"

"...I admit defeat, you should just call me by my name." Jing Yuan admitted his carelessness. People always tease others, and this time Cheng An was the better one.

Cheng An was very satisfied with Jing Yuan's reaction, so he joked: "Alas, politicians can be calm even when facing a huge disaster. Jing Yuan, you are going to be a general! How can you not stand this?"

Jing Yuan was relieved to see that everyone had finally returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Who wants to be a general? I want to be a sea ranger, wandering the universe, taking revenge, isn't that wonderful?"

Cheng An almost couldn't hold back his expression for a moment, and the corners of his mouth suddenly drooped. Yes, Jing Yuan's dream was not to become a general.

She secretly gritted her teeth, despised herself for being too talkative, and suppressed her involuntary sadness, and responded with a face: "You have taste. I also like the Sea Ranger. Maybe we can have a companion on the road when the time comes."

"That's great." He had long seen that Cheng An was not someone who liked to be restrained, so he was not surprised by this answer. By then, one of them was a sea patroller and the other was a pure knight, both of whom were people who traveled the universe, so they were suitable to travel together.

Meeting a like-minded person, Jing Yuan regained his energy and was in a good mood. He pointed to the street ahead and said, "Let's go. We are free this afternoon. After we finish our milk tea, we will go to the dim sum shop to see if there are any new products. Today is my treat."