I have nothing but luck

The first time Xie Huan saw Zhu Yan was at the gate of Qunfanghui.

Coincidentally, that Qunfang meeting happened to be hosted by the Jiang family, and Jiang Jingxing, as the host, was admired and highly expected by the young generation, who should have been indispensable and worried about his busy schedule.

However, Jiang Jingxing was scolded by his father every day a few days ago, so he came to him and complained while drinking with Qianbai, who was not Qianbai at that time. As soon as his head got hot, he ran to Le Youyuan without saying a word to catch the strange beast and bully him.

It was only later that the two of them found out that Qian Baizhu was injured by a strange beast when he ran to Leyouyuan in a desperate attempt to die. What about the revenge of the First World War?

Jiang Jingxing, who was delayed by Qianbaizhu and was late for the Qunfang meeting, and would inevitably be severely criticized by his father afterwards, drew out his Baji sword and planned to give Qianbaizhu a worse beating than being beaten by a strange beast.

But he was stopped by Xie Huan, who was intoxicated, and said forget it, there is no thousands, and there is no love of mine, he still did a good deed by accident.

For the sake of my brother and my face, let me forgive you a thousand times.

Jiang Jingxing snorted, thinking that this girl might know that there is someone like you who loves to be stupid, so she would lose her good skin for nothing.What kind of Lao Shizi's love are you talking about?

Is it the love you imagined?

Facing Xie Huan's eyes still immersed in sweet dreams, Jiang Jingxing couldn't bear it, and felt that Xie Huan was not easy.

So he was merciful and beat Xie Huan and Qian Baizhu together, as if it was to wake Xie Huan from his dream, and he was very aware of the responsibilities of friends.

At that time, Jiang Jingxing didn't see that many years later, he would be willing to call Xie Huan his father, and of course he would not show mercy.

The blood that Xie Huan shed back then was the tears that Jiang Jingxing shed later.

As for Qian Baizhu, his position has always been stable and has never changed. He is firmly at the bottom, and An Anxin is at the bottom of the food chain among the three.

It was precisely because of Qian Baizhu's narrow-mindedness that the three of them came late to the Qunfang meeting.

At that time, the three of them were not yet famous all over the world, or a sage who led a party, Fengling City Lord, and Thousand Hundred Lords.Just three teenagers with excellent family background and themselves.

Dazzling enough, but not a big man who can influence the situation.

It means that you can do whatever you want, but it also means that there are too many rules to restrict you from doing whatever you want.

It was reflected in the fact that the three of them had to sneak in cautiously along the wall, hiding their breath while poking their heads.

Jiang Jingxing couldn't explain it all. He felt that he didn't know people clearly, and the two friends he made were really retarded: "Why do we sneak in along the wall? It takes time and effort. Can't we just fly in with the sword?"

This is his home!

Even if you go in and face the ending of being kicked to kneel in the ancestral hall in the next second, you should go in openly and swaggeringly!

So 30 years later, when Jiang Jingxing brought Xie Rongjiao back to the former site of Jiangfu in Hojing, he did what he hadn't done 30 years ago. .

Very scenic.

It's a pity that no one has seen this scenery, and no one will stand up and scold him angrily, kicking him to the ancestral hall.

Maybe he should be glad that he didn't have to lose such a big embarrassment by A Ci's side.

Xie Rongjiao didn't see Jiang Jingxing who was walking in front and smiled silently.

That smile is very light, like the mist in the middle of the night, it will drift away if you don't pay attention.The meaning is very complicated, with mixed flavors, and it is not clear what can be distinguished in the haze.

Xie Huan was very calm, and he did not forget to taunt Jiang Jingxing: "If you are confident that your Baji sword can break through the Jiang family's formation, you can give it a try. I'm afraid that after you break through the Jiang family's formation, it will not be too late to show up at the Qunfang meeting." Shining glory, he has been punished to copy family precepts in the ancestral hall. It is desolate and desolate, and he doesn't even have a hot meal."

awful.

Qian Baizhu raised his hand and opened his fan to cover his overly presumptuous smile, for fear of becoming the innocent fish in the pond between the two of them verbally clashing.

It's really hard for him to have a good time fighting in Leyouyuan, and then hurried back to Gaojing. The snow-white fan still didn't have half a crease, and it was still chic with gold flowers and birds.

No wonder Jiang Jingxing ridiculed him that he might as well spend his whole life with Fanzi.

Lord Qianbai was not discouraged, and counterattacked calmly: "Before I spend my whole life with Fanzi, you should join your Bajijian."

Later, he was slapped in the face and slapped hard.

When Jiang Jingxing and the eldest son of the Xie family's joint ceremonies were flying all over the world of Kyushu, of course they would not be stingy enough to send a copy to thousands of landlords.

At that time, the host of Qianbai still only had a fan by his side.

Lord Qianbai didn't know if he was miserable or not, anyway, a sage has a good memory, Jiang Jingxing remembered their jokes 30 years ago clearly, and he never forgot that the local good student laughed at Lord Qianbai when he was in a good spring, and felt elated.

They touched the corner of the wall and saw Zhu Yan talking with the steward in the corner.

That astonishing complexion illuminated the surroundings, making it not like a secluded corner of Jiangfu with flowers and trees, but rather like a magnificent Penglai Temple among the misty clouds and mist in the fairyland.

The three of them fell silent for a while.

When they were young, beautiful, flashy, and unable to calm their minds, seeing such a look that is rare in the world, even if they had a pure heart, they would always be unable to help admiring.

With this breath of effort, they heard Zhu Yan say a word calmly.

Compared with the best konghou sound, it is more worthy of the sentence "Furong weeps, dew, fragrant orchid laughs, and Kunshan jade broken phoenix calls.".

"It turns out that the Qunfang post in my hand is a fake. I have been troublesome for a long time. I am really sorry."

Zhu Yan didn't think much about it, and she didn't think it would be embarrassing to be stopped outside the Qunfang Club with a fake Qunfang post.

She even breathed a sigh of relief, feeling deeply that this is normal.

After all, Qunfang invited practitioners, so she was naturally not qualified to be invited.

Zhu Yan was happy to go home and hide for a while, so she didn't have to rack her brains and do a lot of unnecessary entertainment at the Qunfang meeting. She had to think about each sentence three or four times.

Taking advantage of these few days, I think I can read several books.

The three of them squeezed together at a corner, Xie Huan bumped his elbow into Jiang Jingxing, and said via voice transmission: "Your family's Qunfang post is so careless? Why are there so many copies, and you still want to give one to that lady?" Fake?"

Jiang Jingxing's strange thinking about him was simply unbelievable: "The fake Qunfang post was not sent by my family, otherwise, wouldn't this be a plain enmity with someone? The old man is not stupid. Besides, I don't see any spiritual fluctuations in that lady. Unable to enter Taoism. Qunfang has a fixed number of postings, so it is normal not to post them to her."

Xie Huan said impatiently: "Send a Qunfang post, why are there so many words? Why don't you just reissue a copy?"

Jiang Jingxing looked at him even more incredulously.

Xie Huan sneered: "Don't think I didn't see it, you've been using Qunfang Posts as fire tips to light the fire in Leyouyuan these two days."

If the vast number of practitioners in the world saw Jiang Jingxing's actions, I'm afraid he would lose the halo of "Jiang Jingxing's marriage to Jiang Jingxing", a young genius in the Northern Zhou Empire who is expected to be a saint, and a girl in the city of Haojing. Beat Jiang Jingxing violently.

Jiang Jingxing admits defeat.

It is impossible to show up.

He also wanted to win the first place at the Qunfang meeting, instead of being kicked into the ancestral hall by his father and become a joke through the ages.

Jiang Jingxing is very confident in becoming a saint.

After sanctification, wouldn't his youthful scandals be a joke through the ages?

It is not easy to be a saint, you have to cherish your feathers.

Jiang Jingxing sneakily took out a messenger talisman from his pocket, and after furtively lighting it, he purposely changed the direction to make it look like it was floating from the Martial Arts Field where the Qunfang Meeting was held to the steward.

Zhu Yan looked at the moment before and apologized and bowed, and the manager who was about to send her out put on a respectful smile the next moment: "The Qunfang post in my lady's hand is not bad, but the lady should have a share in the real thing, and the servant deserves everything." If he died, he didn't distinguish the situation clearly. After Qunfang's meeting, he will come to plead guilty to the lady and give an explanation.

So Zhu Yan was baffled, and was invited into the gate by the steward.

Although she should have the mentality of being safe when she comes, Zhu Yan still has a little regret for the shelf of books in her study, and she is afraid that she won't be able to finish them until a year ago.

Jiang Jianxiu took a lonely life, and waited for them to touch the wall and walked for a while before reacting: "I said, why are you so confident today? Didn't you think about the lady just now?"

Love makes people impulsive.

It made Xie Huan free from the fear of being dominated by the Baji sword, and he was extraordinarily courageous, daring to confront Jiang Jingxing head-on.

Xie Huan paused for a moment, and said fiercely uncomfortablely: "What are you talking about? Don't ruin the girl's reputation. Why don't you hurry in? Do you really want to be punished by your father?"

Jiang Jingxing and Qian Baizhu looked at each other and clicked their tongues meaningfully.

Because of this meaningful Forgotten Voice's "tsk", they almost attracted the attention of the steward.

"Hey, there shouldn't be anyone here, but I clearly heard people's voices."

The three of them looked at each other and ran away.

The dignified eldest son of the Jiang family, the young master of Fengling City, and the eldest son of the Lu family, one of the four surnames, were forced to run away in their own home and half of their own territory.

At the Qunfang meeting, the two found that Xie Huan was obviously restless.

When Jiang Jingxing and Lord Qianbai talked to you and me, most of the time they disliked the poor cultivation and swordsmanship of the people on the stage, Xie Huan never joined them, and they shouted "miserable" in a fluctuating voice. "In the sound, his eyes drifted uncontrollably to Zhu Yan.

Jiang Jingxing couldn't see it, and felt that he was lowering his demeanor by the side, so he chased people: "If you really like her girl, then use Qunfang's post to strike up a conversation!"

The face and sword of the surname Xie can still be seen at any rate, and if he wants to make friends, he shouldn't be rejected miserably.

Don't look at Jiang Jingxing talking about routines and theories, when it's his turn, he is probably even more flustered than Xie Huan.

It's just disturbed by love.

Xie Huanyi was sternly speaking, and firmly refused: "Do I look like the kind of person who wants to return favors? I won't go."

Jiang Jingxing and Qian Baizhu rolled their eyes in unison, quite uniform.

Eyes rolled back and forth, friends still have to help.

When Jiang Jingxing and Qian Baizhu calculated for a long time, and finally managed to let Xie Huan and Zhu Yan meet alone, seemingly inadvertently and intentionally——

God knows how hard it would be to do that in a crowded Qunfang.

Jiang Jingxing clenched the Baji sword tightly with lingering fear, thinking that falling in love is really difficult: "It's over, I can't think of what Xie Huan should do at the moment, so that we can repay us for our efforts."

Thousands of landlords agree.

At that time, they were high-spirited, young and vigorous, and they thought they had everything they needed, and they could hold everything in their hands.

It is so now and it will be so in the future.

I don't know how to write the word unpredictable.

Xie Huan held back for a long time, and finally managed to hold back a sentence: "I don't know how the lady thinks that Qunfang will belong to the laurels?"

Qian Baizhu's eyes were straightened, he couldn't believe it: "We were busy running around for several days, and we didn't know how many times our hair fell out, so he just asked this fucking question?"

Thousands of landlords broke down and shouted: "Are they still going to express their opinions, discuss the strengths of each family, and then fight over different opinions?"

Is he Xie Huan human?

"Absolutely." Jiang Jingxing murmured, "A three-year-old can answer this question without any suspense."

There was a smile that was sure to win on his lips. If he walked around the street casually with that look, he would definitely attract flowers from the young lady of Haojing to smash her face, and went out to Xie Huan. Xie Huan probably suspected that the surname was Jiang He deliberately stole his limelight, and the brothers turned against each other.

"The crowd will be the leader, who else but me?"

Thousands of landlords want to hit people.

One or two, what kind of bad luck did he make friends with?