I have nothing but luck

Now that he knew what Mo Luo was planning, it was not Jiang Jingxing's favorite style to stand foolishly in Fengling City and wait for him to come.

He is still brooding about his unexplained drunkenness: "A Ci, wait until I take Mo Luo's head to apologize to you.

Jiang Jingxing seemed to be obsessed with taking human heads as gifts.

The last time I gave the head of the radical to the national teacher, asking for a favor that obviously has not come back, this time it is simply the sincerity of preparing to use the head of Moro as an apology.

Xie Rongjiao declined: "Mo Luo's death is already a great thing."

Forget about the head.

He was not good-looking, and he didn't have the habit of hanging the enemy's head high and placing it at the gate of the city to show off his victory. Why did he bother Jiang Jingxing to carry the head back from thousands of miles away.

Facing Jiang Jingxing, he added an additional sentence: "Master, it is a greater good thing than Mo Luo's death that you are fine."

Sooner or later, hatred will disappear in beauty, and blood and tears will fade away under laughter.

And Jiang Jingxing is the source of all his love and beauty, and it is also the place where he will return.

Of course, it is unmatched by a mere Moro.

"Wherever there is arrogance, A Ci, I will be with you."

Xie Rongjiao remembered this sentence.

This was what Jiang Jingxing said after he lent him the sword when they went to Beihuang Beishou.

Time is a wonderful thing.

It can blow the ink-like black hair on the sideburns of the white and pink beauties, and ruthlessly add a few lines on the cheeks of young children. Every knife and knife hides the once proud spirit, fresh clothes and angry horses.

It can also make people store the treasures that have fallen in time one by one like a treasure house. From time to time, they raise their hands to wipe the dust, and the satisfaction and warmth that surges up in their hearts will not be exchanged for ten thousand wealth.

Xie Rongjiao and Jiang Jingxing are undoubtedly the latter.

The ambiguous feelings that once came by chance and coincidence were buried in the soil of friendship that was originally tacit and intimate, and finally waited for the opportunity to come true, and a fragrant and sweet flower of love bloomed.

Jiang Jingxing added: "I never tell lies to you, Ah Ci, every sentence is true, but I want to change this sentence."

Presumably when he brags, he also speaks from the heart and expresses his true feelings.

"A Ci, I will always be with you."

It doesn't matter whether grand energy exists in the world, which is Schrödinger's metaphysical proposition, and it doesn't matter whether life or death is yin or yang.

At this time, the body temperature and breath brought by the hug are close to each other, and no amount of fancy words can match the peace of mind and reliability.

Jiang Jingxing let go of Xie Rongjiao first, and said with a smile: "Let's talk about Aci, think about it, I just brought my beloved back home, and my father-in-law beat me up, and I'm still in pain, if something goes wrong at this time, wouldn't it be for nothing? suffer?"

At this time, I don't forget to hack Xie Huan.

False brothers, true bad friends.

Xie Rongjiao was speechless for a while, and his understanding of the thick-hearted Jiang with the surname went to a higher level again.

Soon Jiang Jingxing realized that it was wrong to speak ill of people behind their backs.

It's not that he has such noble moral integrity and strict self-requirements——

Instead, the person behind him who had quietly put eye drops came to the scene, pointed at his nose angrily and said, "Jiang Jingxing! I think you suffered too lightly the last time!"

Xie Rongjiao: ""

Xie Rongjiao chose to remain silent, as if he had neither heard Jiang Jingxing's behind-the-scenes slander, nor felt Xie Huanzheng's raging anger of wanting to directly burn Jiang's surname to ashes more than 200 years earlier.

In front of Xie Rongjiao, Jiang Jingxing readily relented: "When I come back after beating Mo Luo, I have no objection, father-in-law, you want to beat him as often as you like."

Very judging the situation.

It's a pity that Xie Huan was well aware of the real ferocious face under Jiang's gentle and well-behaved face, so he was not moved. He gritted his teeth and sneered: "Go quickly."

A male voice behind him completed the answer for him: "The formation in Fengling City has been activated, let's stay together."

Even a voice, still stubborn and revealing a rigid meaning that has not changed since ancient times.

With such a distinctive personal style, you can tell who is coming as soon as you hear it.

Xie Huan hesitated.

Rationally told him that he should turn the gun on Xie Tingbai in time, and blow up the old guy into fireworks with Jiang Jingxing——

Emotionally, he really wanted to destroy the prestige of his own people, and laughed at Jiang Jingxing for making them sticky and sticky, which led to the current dilemma.

What a dilemma.

Fortunately, Jiang Jingxing helped him make a decision.

Surprised Jiang Jingxing forgot Xie Huan's father-in-law's status as Taishan, and blurted out: "No, you are not the owner of Fengling City, shouldn't you be in charge of the formation?"

How did it fall into the hands of Xie Tingbai, the incense essence and tablet monster?

What about the dishes?

The saint's keen sense of crisis made Jiang Jingxing regain his senses in time and shut up in time to survive.

Xie Huan Liangliang glanced at him: "If your father dies early when you were born, the grand formation that concerns the survival of one party will be handed over to the most prestigious elders in the clan. Even if you take over the position of Patriarch, The elder has already reached the realm of heaven and man, and he can be regarded as a fighter in the realm of heaven and man, but he insists on going his own way to occupy the pit, what can you do?"

Of course it was a fight.

It was recognized that Jiang Jingxing, who was the youngest when Kyushu became a saint, had no chance to empathize with Xie Huan's troubles.

But his rationality told him that it would be better to keep silent at this time.

Xie Tingbai walked in front of them and said slowly: "I was very unexpected."

The three of them thought that he would be like his teammate Mo Luo, who would spread some nonsense about unifying the Kyushu. Based on the eternal truth that the villain died because of talking too much, they were going to respect Xie Tingbai's desire to perform and listen to him continue.

I saw Xie Tingbai's gaze was like lightning, fixed on Xie Rongjiao like a sharp sword: "I never thought that you would get mixed up with your master!"

The miserable two inverted flying postures that day left a heavy psychological shadow on Xie Tingbai, and when he was told to go back to his residence, he did not forget to ponder the puzzling question of why Jiang Jinggui lived with Xie Rongjiao.

Thinking about it, Xie Tingbai invited his subordinates who were looking for information for him to ask casually.

This casual question, asked something.

The rumors about those influential figures in Kyushu are already exaggerated.

Take the family in Fengling City as an example, Xie Ronghua was rumored to be a strange woman who was born with three heads and six arms, and was as tall as a man. forbidden love.

In the love story between Zhu Yan and Xie Huan, Zhu Yan has already acted in varying degrees of vicious female supporting role, tragic white lotus heroine and other extremely polarizing roles.

And Xie Huan needless to say, the scumbag is a man.

It can be seen how unreliable the rumors in Kyushu are.

A few years ago, Xie Rongjiao ran around with Jiang Jingxing incognito, and was lucky enough to save his reputation from the devil's mouth of the storyteller. Recently, he and Jiang Jingxing both had too much sense of existence, and with Jiang Jingxing's own intentional guidance, what version Demons and ghosts are flying all over the sky.

Xie Tingbai, who is obviously serious and serious, doesn't quite understand the entertainment mentality of Kyushu people.

And he seriously took the rumors as truth, and even hit the truth.

All three fell silent.

Xie Huan struggled to find his voice: "Uncle, don't you have anything else important to say?"

Opening Fengling City, which has not been opened once in 2000, is it for a love story of his nephew?

If Fenghuang and Xie Li knew about it, they would probably cry out of anger.

Before weeping in anger, slap this unworthy descendant to death.

Xie Tingbai took this matter seriously.

Seeing Xie Huan's indifferent attitude, and then thinking that it was his connivance that led to the series of troubles, he became even more angry: "What's the matter? Is it not the matter? It's about The life and death of the Xie family is a matter of life and death!"

After Xie Huan, Jiang Jingxing also lost his voice.

He tried hard to retrieve it, and at the same time assured Xie Rongjiao emotionally: "Aci, I can swear with blood that I am definitely not a spy sent by Beihuang and Beizhou."

Xie Rongjiao also hummed with difficulty.

He did not forget to express his trust in Jiang Jingxing: "I believe in your master. There is no spies who will kill the radicals first, then disable Moluo, and finally destroy the grand formation of the Haojing Palace."

Whoever uses this kind of spy has a brain.

Xie Tingbai was so angry with the three that his blood rushed to his forehead: "I didn't mean that!"

He even violated his usual high standards of etiquette and upbringing, pointing at Xie Huan and shouting: "Do you want Xie's family to end their sons and grandsons?"

"Break off children and grandchildren?" Xie Huan realized later, and replied, "Isn't there still the first day of junior high school?"

Very domineering and authoritarian, completely disregarding Xie Ronghua's lofty ideal of "the northern wilderness is not destroyed, why should we make a family".

Xie Tingbai was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "How can it be the same?"

"Xie Ronghua is a woman! How can she inherit the incense of the Xie family?"

Besides, he sent out all the people who intercepted and killed Xie Ronghua.

Xie Tingbai firmly refused to admit the cruel fact that the incense of the Xie family might be broken in his hands.

He tried to redeem his dignity by scolding the three people mainly Jiang Jingxing and Xie Rongjiao: "Do you still have a sense of propriety, righteousness and shame when you do something like this? I don't want to think about what the world will think of you, let the Xie family rank How can the ancestors be so embarrassing? It's embarrassing!"

Xie Tingbai was in the big formation of Fengling City, he was very confident, even dared not buy the saint's account, and called him bloody.

Xie Huan gave Jiang Jingxing a wink.

Let him not have any scruples, even if he takes action, he will be killed and disabled. There are many people in the city lord's mansion, and it will not be a problem to clean up the mess.

Even if the city lord's mansion is completely demolished, it will be fine.

After all, there is money.

Xie Rongjiao was one step ahead of both of them.

His face was very cold, there was not much anger, and no passionate words.

Compared with his own territory, Xie Tingbai, who holds the phoenix formation in his hand and has a straight waist, is more imposing and imposing, and cannot be ignored.It can even make people ignore his overly beautiful appearance as a young man.

Xie Rongjiao raised his eyes: "Everyone loves and hates differently. For example, uncle and grandfather, your obsession with the Xie family's incense is ridiculous in my eyes. As long as you live up to the world, be worthy of others, and be worthy of others, Regrets are naturally the most important thing to be happy with yourself, so why do you want to fulfill other people's preferences and wrong yourself to please others?"

He threw down this passage, regardless of Xie Tingbai's green and red faces, as if he was going to be breathless in the next moment, but the latter sentence was said to Jiang Jingxing: "I only know that I am with you, Master, this life is worth it .”

"Master, go find Moluo, and leave the matter of Fengling City to me."

Xie Rongjiao pulled out Zhenjiang Mountain.

This was the first time that Xie Tingbai had the opportunity to take a good look at the sword that had been hanging high in the ancestral hall together with Xie Li's tablet.

The more he looked at it, the more startled he became.

Others, even Mo Luo, may not be able to see it, but Xie Tingbai, who is also from the Xie family and cultivated to the heaven and human realm, can get a glimpse of it.

The phoenix energy on this sword is too strong, too thick for a sword.

Even if it was built by Xie Li himself.

Xie Rongjiao: "People say that the true phoenix plume left by the phoenix is ​​so powerful that it can cross borders and kill saints."

"That's right." Xie Tingbai calmed down from his anger, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said indifferently, "What people say is what people say after all. Although the Phoenix's real plume fell from the Phoenix, it is nothing more than a feather. You can see things and think about others. But it’s not a reputation as a treasure.”

Xie Rongjiao looked at him half mockingly, half pityingly, such a natural and superior look made Xie Huan very uncomfortable.

It feels like I am a clown, dancing endlessly in front of the person who has grasped the overall situation early.

"The rumors are true. The phoenix did leave behind a treasure weapon that can kill people by leaps and bounds. It's just that the statement is a bit fallacious."

Xie Rongjiao's voice was like gurgling water, slightly chilly, neither urgent nor slow, with a natural rhythm: "It is not the feathers of the phoenix, but a long sword refined from the spine of the phoenix."

Xie Tingbai's palms slowly clenched into fists.

Everyone has a brain, so it is impossible not to guess what Xie Rongjiao wants to say next.

Holding the Zhenjiang Mountain, Feng Danyun chuckled: "I don't know whether it is possible to cross the border to kill saints, and I may have to wait for the test on Mo Luo."

"Crossing the border to kill heaven and man should have a sure chance of winning."