I have nothing but luck

Li Zhixuan suddenly lowered his voice mysteriously and asked: "Senior Senior, I have always been puzzled by something, and I would like to ask for advice."

Jiang Jingxing: "Let's hear it?"

Li Zhixuan: "Are you and Brother Jiang really a master-student relationship?"

He doesn't look like that.

Li Zhixuan couldn't tell where it didn't look alike, but he felt that everything was weird and didn't look alike.

A faint voice came from inside the carriage: "I can hear you."

Li Zhixuan hid his face and pretended to be dead.

Xie Rongjiao: "So brother Li can speak out freely."

"No." Jiang Jingxing answered casually, and smiled with a good temper.

Li Zhixuan showed such an expression on his face.

"That's my ancestor."

His father, Ruo Quanxia, ​​knew that if he learned of 10 taels of gold, he would let his wicked son recognize an ancestor. He must have wanted to strangle this unfilial son to death and let him kneel in front of his ancestors and copy the family instructions [-] times.

When the Jiang family was prominent, 10 taels of gold to be the ancestor of the Jiang family was unthinkable. If you think about it, you are afraid of being silenced. Anyone who is willing to spend 10 taels of gold to be the grandson of the Jiang family will be taken advantage of and rush forward.

Jiang Jingxing was heartbroken, and he said that Xie Huan was really scheming and cunning, knowing that he would never be able to stand up in front of me in this life, so he specially sent a son to torture me.

His son has done all the things he couldn't do in his life.

Tsk, really insidious.

Jiang Jingxing had teased Xie Huan many times, what kind of mess, silly reasons, hearsay and rumors that had been corrected in countless versions could be clearly remembered by him, and he would use them to make fun of him the next time we met.

Once he laughed at Xie Huan like countless times while drinking with Xie Huan: "You said you named Xie Chuyi Rong Hua, vulgar is vulgar, but that's all, what do you think of calling Ah Ci the name Rong Jiao?" What? He was born delicate, and when he was young, he was indistinguishable from male and female, how many people thought he was a little lady when I took him out."

It was rare for Xie Huan not to get angry with him, and he didn't throw his wine glass on him, "I was young when I named the first day of junior high school, and my heart was full of the worldly routine. I didn't break free, and I only wanted her to be beautiful Quality, grand scenery.”

Xie Ronghua is the eldest daughter. When she was born, Xie Huan was young, still a young man full of youthful spirit.

Jiang Jingxing commented: "It sounds like your Xie family likes to do it."

"It's just human nature." He leaned back and smiled presumptuously: "In life, who doesn't love beauty, who doesn't want to be talented, and who doesn't want to live a beautiful life?"

Xie Huan's mood faded: "It's boring, it's boring. With your experience and my background, don't you see these things less? If you see them too much, it's just like that, boring."

He stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and raised his glass to the moonlight: "It took me a long time to understand that it is the most rare thing to be bright and white. People often use the bright moon to refer to the moon. I secretly hope that it will be the bright moon in the sky. Seeing the beauty of the world, I can let go of those happy things in my heart, but I am far away from the world of mortals, and the filth and dirt can't get close to him."

Jiang Jingxing sighed pretendingly: "I don't know how much Xie Chuyi will be sad about your preference after hearing your words."

Xie Huan solemnly said: "Although the meanings are different, they are all the best things I could think of at that time. The first day of the junior high school and the unyielding are both treasures in my heart. Why should I distinguish between superior and inferior?"

Jiang Jingxing: "It's so sour."

He reluctantly said to the point: "It's quite reasonable to be so sour."

Xie Huan sighed, "To be honest, I envy you."

Jiang Jingxing really couldn't think of the situation where he had to come to Fengling City Lord's Mansion for a drink even for a drink.

What should Xie Huan envy: "Are you envious that I'm lonely and have nothing to worry about, or do you envy me that I'm penniless?"

Xie Huanquan thought he didn't understand the meaning of his words: "You were born in a family, you should know that sometimes family background is not an honor, but a burden. It's better to be unrestrained and free."

"This is so sour, I am too embarrassed to say it anymore. Without the Xie family, I am nothing. If it is not good, I will be a good boy." Xie Huan smiled, drank the wine in his glass, and answered him: "Neither, I envy you."

"It's easy to talk about." Jiang Jingxing said with a relaxed attitude, "Then I still envy your money."

Xie Huan laughed loudly: "In this way, I still envy your cultivation. You don't know. When I was young, I always thought about it. When I catch up with you, I will definitely beat you up. Shame."

"Wait until the next life." Jiang Jingxing waited for a long while, and calculated the time, "You walked 30 years ahead of me on Huangquan Road. If you are lucky enough to have a good pregnancy, you might be able to bully the juniors before I reach the crown in my next life."

Xie Huan laughed so much that he almost forgot his manners: "If I left 30 years earlier, I would be your father."

I don't know if it's too late to recognize Xie Huan as a father?

Jiang Jingxing thought about this question, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing.

Xie Huan's acid turned sour, there is a saying that is right.

After seeing it later, Fang knows that it is the rarest thing to be pure and white.

Why doesn't he hope that A Ci's eyes will be full of beautiful people and things in his eyes, and he can't wait to be by his side every day, blocking all the sinister and bad things from him, and he can just stay in the gentle clouds Living a carefree life, seeing Xie Rongjiao's smile makes everything worth it.

Jiang Jingxing let out a sigh of relief, suddenly rejoicing that the Baji Sword understood his mind earlier than its owner, and drew himself a line that could not be crossed.

Jiang Jingxing had a courageous face that was not afraid of anything, the world ridiculed him, the worldly rules were too small and light for him, but he dared not tell Xie Rongjiao what was on his mind.

He was afraid that Ah Ci would see the ugly desires under the skin of his gentleman.

He was afraid that his aci would hate him and hate him.

Love regenerates timidity.

If Xie Rongjiao was his same generation, then no matter how many mountains and mountains separated the two of them, there would be many difficulties and dangers, if he put up his face, he would still stalk Xie Rongjiao and ask him for an explanation.

But Xie Rongjiao is his junior, as Xie Rongjiao's teacher, he is on the same level as his father, even if he dares to swear to heaven and earth that he had the same thoughts about Xie Rongjiao before, and he was innocent What does Xie Rongjiao believe?What does he mean that Xie Rongjiao is not criticized by others?

What face does he have to express his feelings to Xie Rongjiao?What kind of face does Xie Rongjiao hold back against him?

"According to what you say, the radical has a Xuanwu Qi mechanism?" Xie Ronghua clicked his tongue twice, "I have never fought against him, and the radical is considered to be extremely powerful among heaven and man. I have never confronted him head-on. The two armies confronted each other. , It’s not about how the coach can play, I don’t know how strong he is.”

With Jiang Jingxing watching from the side, he pushed Li Zhixuan back to the direction that Guiyuan Army Camp should go in time. Although there were occasional detours in the journey, he finally returned to Yuan Army Camp after stumbling.

Li Zhixuan was moved to tears: "I didn't expect that I could go in the right direction once in my life."

Sure enough, it is a blessing and a destiny.

If it wasn't for his great fortune and his virtue of walking straight and straight, how could he happen to bump into Fazong and his party in the wasteland?

Jiang Jingxing sighed, "The Buddha must have owed you a lot of money in his previous life."

Only then did Li Zhixuan live a safe and sound life for more than [-] years.

Lord Buddha, with his magnanimity, he would probably forgive Jiang Jingxing, an ordinary person who only thinks about money.

When they return to the Yuan army camp, the first thing to do is to tell Xie Ronghua, who has been looking forward to offering incense for a long time, all the things in Xuanwu City.

Xie Ronghua couldn't spit ivory out of his mouth, and said maliciously: "Jiang Jingxing, be careful. I have all kinds of food and wine for fragrant radicals. I can't find a few jars of good wine in the whole Kyushu. If you waste your end for nothing, I feel bad for someone."

Not to mention anything else, just because of her mouth, Guai Dao and Lu Binwei could become life-and-death friends.

It turns out that they all smell like each other.

Xie Rongjiao frowned slightly, and shouted in disapproval: "Sister, if the radical dies, everyone will be happy."

Jiang Jingxing waved his hand with Yan Yuese: "It's okay, Xie Chuyi, you should keep your wine well, so you won't waste it."

Xie Ronghua looked at him in amazement, wondering if he should invite the elder Fazong to come over and see if Jiang was possessed by an evil spirit in Xuanwu City.

If Jiang Jingxing found out about her thoughts, he would probably break down a little.

It was precisely because of not being caught by the evil spirits and knowing how important she was in Xie Rongjiao's heart, it was the scene where everyone sat calmly and spoke human words.

"The person who claims to be the envoy under the account of the previous radical is Moro."

Lu Binwei's combat prowess is appallingly low, and he is unambiguous in the array talisman. It is not as good as his attainments in derivation techniques, and he is also a genius who catches people's eyes.

"Carve the runes on the basalt bone to make the runes effective. Looking at the current world, only Mara can afford it. Even if it is him, doing so will still cause great damage. You can check whether he has retreated and recuperated 50 years ago. "

Xie Ronghua was very blunt: "Old guy Mo Luo, isn't he not in retreat, but on the road of retreat?"

Jiang Jingxing did not apologize: "I am really sorry that I was not born 50 years ago."

Xie Rongjiao is the best: "I was also not born 50 years ago, but you can check the files."

Xie Ronghua idly fiddled with his chopsticks, wondering: "Is Mo Luo so good? It's not me and the demon cultivators of the same race that hurt my cultivation base, but the radicals? I don't think he looks like a warm-hearted man who does justice."

Jiang Jingxing was thoughtful: "The national teacher mentioned to me that the biological mother of the radical is the Goddess of Xihuang."

Two pairs of bright eyes looked at him, only Xie Rongjiao who knew the inside story was indifferent and indifferent.

Jiang Jingxing continued unhurriedly: "I don't know about the rest."

Xie Ronghua: "..."

She resisted the urge to throw the chopsticks in his face, and boldly guessed: "Could it be that the radical's biological mother is Mo Luo's sister? Or his old lover? But I don't think Mo Luo will delay in these children's love, so why?" A person who damages his cultivation."

"The old lover is excluded. If the old lover is concerned, the radical may not have a chance to see the sun." Jiang Jingxing thought for a while, and boldly guessed, "Maybe it is due to owe money?"

Xie Rongjiao handed him a cup of tea and politely signaled him to shut up, "Why don't you tell me how to kill radicals?"