I have nothing but luck

"Do you think that phoenix feather that Xie Rongjiao wears is just a token of identity?"

"Naive, that's the true feather of the phoenix."

A few months ago, Xie Hua's ears were haunted by what the man from the Western Wilderness said. Every time he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he would dream that he was killed by Xie Rongjiao who was holding the real phoenix plume. .

Before Fenghuang died, he left two treasures handed down to his adopted son Xie Li.

One is the true blood of the Phoenix that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Xie family's bloodline; the other is the true plume of the Phoenix.

According to legend, the power of the phoenix's true plume is the most powerful in all dynasties, and the sage's Baji sword is still inferior.

According to legend, holding the true plume of the phoenix can kill saints.

After reaching the holy land, he can come and go freely among thousands of troops. If it is not for the natural death of the five declines of heaven and man, or for the powerhouses of the same level to fight for their lives, the saint will never be killed.

It's a pity that Xie Hua has no way of knowing how powerful the Phoenix True Wing is.

For many years before his birth, the Xie family had never encountered a scene where they wanted to use the Phoenix's true plume.

At that time Xie Hua sneered and said, "How is it possible, don't say that Xie Huan, as the Patriarch of the Xie family, still has no right to use the true phoenix feathers. Just considering that Xie Rongjiao is only eighteen years old, no matter how talented he is, how can he use the true phoenix feathers? "

The man said: "I don't know about that, but even Xie Tingbai still has no right to ask about Phoenix True Ling, even if Xie Huan does something arbitrarily, he might not know about it."

When Xie Tingbai talked about seniority, Xie Huan should respectfully call him uncle.

As the only one of the Xie family who is strong in the heaven-human realm, his status in Fengling's early years was like Moluo's in Xihuang.

It's just that the head of the Xie family is the head of the family after all, and when Xie Huan got older, Xie Tingbai's figure gradually faded away.

"As for how Xie Rongjiao can use the true feathers of the phoenix—" There was a trace of determination in the man's tone like a poisonous snake spit out a letter: "His sword Zhenjiangshan has a lot to do with Xie Li, maybe it came from this connection?"

Xie Hua was distracted by another piece of news: "Xie Rongjiao's sword is Zhenjiang Mountain?"

The meaning of Zhenjiang Mountain to him is no different from that of Xie Li's spirit tablet placed in the majestic and profound ancestral hall during the Chinese New Year.

"That's right." The man laughed inexplicably, and he felt a bit of joy when he listened carefully: "Phoenix True Ling is a secret matter, so it's hard to inquire about it, and the matter of Zhenjiang Mountain, if you pay more attention, you will surely get results. "

Later, Xie Hua sent someone to inquire, and it was indeed Zhenjiang Mountain.

Even though he knew that the people who came from the Western Wilderness had no good intentions and were really provocative, the news about his phoenix's true plume was not credible.

He still couldn't help but believe it.

Maybe he should now thank the envoy from the Western Wilderness, who came with unknown intentions, for giving him the last life-saving talisman.

When Xie Rongjiao and his party came, the guards recognized them as distinguished guests and immediately let them go. Xie Hua didn't think much about it before being restrained by Jiang Jingxing's mighty sword energy.

The guard wanted to fight for the Savior, but he didn't want to be paralyzed by the violent blacksmith.

The blacksmith scratched his head and said with a chuckle: "I spent so many days in Fulai for nothing, but I didn't even get a chance to make a move. This time it should be my turn."

He didn't want to wait for the iron to be taken out, which he regarded as the proud work of the natal sword, there was a cold light accompanied by the bright red sleeves, nailed to the front doorpost of the main hall, the jade tassel on the tail of the sword still trembled slightly.

Xie Rongjiao said flatly, "Look at the sword."

"When you see Zhenjiang Mountain, you feel like the head of the family is here."

His face was as cold and menacing as the bright moon shining on the accumulated snow. Seeing him was like seeing a god and immortal high above the clouds, which made people dare not make mistakes.

Yangcheng is actually under the name of Fengling, the guards knew that they could not intervene in the development of the situation, so they retreated immediately.

The young man in red clothes and silver sword is full of pride.

Xie Hua forced himself to suppress his burning feelings of jealousy. When he saw Lu Binfen, he knew the whole story: "I did collude with the demon cultivator, and the demon cultivator in your hands is a proton sent by him. As for the purpose, of course it is for the Xie family. The position of the head of the family."

Xie Hua envied Xie Huan, so he climbed up desperately, knowing that serving Xie Tingbai was to serve as his spearman, and he couldn't get anything good from Xie Huan, so he still eagerly moved forward.

He has no other choice.

He tried his best to get to this position. Seeing that he was the number one man who could call the wind and rain, he even tried to pick the moon of the Patriarch of the Xie family. How could Xie Hua be willing to die humiliated?

So he said to Xie Rongjiao: "Ajiao, let others stay away, and I will tell the sage and you about it."

The academy students were stunned by his ignorant and shameless attitude.

For a moment, my brain was stuck, and I couldn't think of any good words to scold and wake up the Yangcheng City Lord who was immersed in the winner's dream this time.

Xie Rongjiao said in a low voice: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

Xie Hua rolled her eyes and laughed, "You really want me to tell you the truth here?"

Xie Rongjiao repeated: "Say what you have to say."

His voice was like the shattered ice and cracked jade after a sharp sword was unsheathed, with a firmness that never returned, unshakable.

Xie Hua really had something to say and said directly: "Do you know that the phoenix feather you wear is the real phoenix feather?"

There was silence.

After a long while, a student murmured: "Isn't Phoenix Zhenling only stored in the storybook?"

Some students scorned: "Whoever thinks of Phoenix True Ling is really stupid. But if this Yangcheng City Lord is not really stupid, he would not be able to collude with the demon cultivator."

Xie Rongjiao took it very seriously.

So he asked, "What's the matter?"

He didn't know if the phoenix feather he was wearing was the real phoenix feather, let alone whether what Xie Hua said was true or not.

But he never bothered.

The most important thing is the present.

The immediate matter had nothing to do with Phoenix True Ling.

Xie Rongjiao's thinking was so simple that it was almost rude.

Xie Hua was probably a little desperate for his slowness, so he simply changed to someone else, and frankly told Jiang Jingxing:

"I know that Saint, you value your disciples. You are alone in the world, so naturally no one dares to trouble Xie Rongjiao when you are around. But you can't be with him forever, can you? Xie Rongjiao can't stay in Xie Rongjiao forever Home? There are always people who are not afraid of death."

"I kept a special hand and passed it to my subordinates with a sealed communication talisman. If I die and the seal disappears, the news will be made public."

A college student asked sincerely: "So we can torture him so that his life is worse than death?"

Jiang Jingxing said: "You know Ah Ci wants you to die."

He put away his usual laughing expression in front of Xie Rongjiao, apart from being too young and handsome, it fits people's imagination of strangers as majestic as a jade mountain, as deep as an abyss, with emotions and anger invisible.

As soon as this Xie Hua was mentioned, he became angry, and said impatiently: "Yes, yes. Xie Rongjiao is young, and he thinks that there should be a conclusion of right and wrong in the world, and that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil. Saint, you have seen a lot, right? "

If he was in Xie Rongjiao's position, he wouldn't collude with Xihuang, wouldn't it be good to be the son of Fengling quietly?Occasionally get a good reputation for being chivalrous.

How can there be so many heavens and reincarnations in the world?Most of the people who are powerless to revenge rely on the addiction of drugs and alcohol to paralyze themselves to survive.

How can there be so many lucky people like Xie Rongjiao in the world who can investigate everything clearly?

Some people live in the clouds, wanting the stars and the moon can only say a word. Since people have built ladders and paved the way for them one after another, they are afraid that they will fall even the slightest bit.

The academy students were once again shocked by his divine logic, and were unable to curse for a while.

No way, who made them reason.

The dean of the academy whispered: "Then I may have lived for nothing."

The blacksmith patted him hard on the shoulder: "According to this, who is not, brother."

Xie Hua held back the anger in her chest: "I know myself, Xie Huan regards me as Xie Tingbai's dog. Saint, you have never looked at me before. But Xie Rongjiao is different, he is precious, and you will feel sorry for losing even a strand of hair For half a day, so what if you let me live?"

Xie Rongjiao said coldly: "Your life is no worse than mine."

It was Xie Rongjiao's way of being headless and confused again.

Jiang Jingxing knew it, he explained calmly: "Of course Ah Ci is precious, of course I feel sorry for him losing a hair, but I and Ah Ci both care about your life and death."

He chuckled softly: "So many human lives, how heavy it is. Your life is theirs, isn't it? Are you embarrassed to live in this world with blood on your back?"

Everyone present was refreshed.

"Besides, if you let you go, Ah Ci will definitely be angry."

At that time, he won't have to think about it for a year or so, and he won't even think about spending money like water on delicious food and drinks.

Jiang Jingxing sighed at this upside-down master-student relationship, "And I don't want to see Ah Ci get angry, let alone make him angry."

He thought about it for a while, and felt that Xie Hua was so good at messing with moths that he could not wake up even in Fengling with a single blow.