I have nothing but luck

Once Xie Huan's wife, the hostess of Fengling City was named Zhu Yan.

Her reputation has faded in recent years, and this name is very unfamiliar to the younger generation. However, the story of her and Xie Huan was very popular 30 years ago, and I don’t know how many versions have been circulated in countless streets and alleys.

Zhu Yan stood out from a Qunfang meeting 30 years ago.

In terms of family background, even though she came from a noble family, let alone the Xie family in Fengling, Jiang Banchao, even a first-class family is still inferior.

In terms of talent, her meridians were born blocked, and she had no way to practice.

But when Zhu Yan appeared on the stage, all the flowers retreated, and Qunfang turned pale.

Some famous people sighed when they saw it: "Who dares to praise Zhu Yan before you?"

Who dares to praise Zhu Yan in front of you?

Zhu Yan has dominated the title of the most beautiful woman in the world for 30 years. Until today, Zhu Yan became a monk, so it should be unknown to future generations. According to the age of ordinary people, her appearance has faded, and she has not been judged as the most beautiful woman in heaven.

As long as she is alive, the number one beauty in the world will not be judged again.

Beauty matches the rich and powerful, and beauty complements talents.

In this way, Zhu Yan and Xie Huan are the best match in the world.

It was a matter of course that they knew each other, and then fell in love as a matter of course.

It's just that when the lintel of Xie's house was decorated with lanterns and festoons to welcome the most beautiful woman in the world, it was probably unexpected that 12 years later, Fengling City Lord's Mansion would add an extra virtual temple out of thin air.

The past and the past are all vain, and the place where my heart is quiet is my hometown.

Therefore, Zhu Yan took the word Xujing as the Taoist name.

Jiang Jingxing said sadly: "Actually, I used to play fake matches too."

Xie Rongjiao: "???"

He found that he really couldn't understand what Jiang Jingxing was thinking all day long recently, why did he turn the topic from how to deal with Jiang Changlan to those fake matches he had played?

It turned out that after the last ring in the afternoon, the two of them went back to the small courtyard.Xie Rongjiao's heart was very quiet, he concentrated on practicing his sword, and he didn't see much worry and anxiety about his first battle against Jiang Changlan, a difficult opponent.

However, Jiang Jingxing refused to let him be at peace, and kept chattering there, which seemed to be more real than when he himself was on the stage.

Xie Rongjiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, interrupted him, and poured him some soothing soup: "Master, I think I can win, after all, I have your sword."

The sword that Jiang Jingxing lent him during Beishou was truly a sage's supernatural power. He has been pondering the sword intent of that sword until now, but he still hasn't fully understood it, which is enough to benefit him for a long time.

In the middle of the mouth, Jiang Jingxing was a little suffocated, and for a while lost the ability to continue talking.

No, when did Ah Ci become so talkative?

Jiang Jingxing choked out a sentence for a long time: "Don't say it's my sword, in fact, A Ci, it's not impossible for you to ask me to go up and fight for you."

Xie Rongjiao was shocked, as if it was the first day he knew Jiang Jingxing.

He looked at Jiang Jingxing complicatedly, his seemingly calm eyes were filled with accusations of "I didn't expect you to be such a saint".

He selfishly felt that the world's respect for the Holy Land was not very good, at least not in line with Jiang Jingxing.

To ease the embarrassment, Jiang Jingxing coughed lightly, and explained: "Actually, I played a fake match once, well, I can't say it was fake."

It's so hard to die, the person he played against has a lot to do with Xie Rongjiao.

It was Xie Huan.

Xie Rongjiao was silent for a long time, and asked slowly: "For money?"

He believed that Jiang Jingxing, who was poor and crazy back then, could really do such a thing of betraying his conscience.

"Am I shameless in a sacred place? Even if I fight for money, I have to go directly to the one who set up a trap to harm me." Jiang Jingxing said righteously, "That competition was really bad, I had money at that time. "

Well, it turned out that Jiang Jingxing was so down and almost sold himself that someone secretly framed him behind the scenes.

Xie Rongjiao took a small notebook to write down this matter, and was prepared to ask Jiang Jingxing about the whole process when he waited, maybe he would have the opportunity to find the person who set up the situation at the beginning and have a good talk about his life.

At some point, he became very interested in Jiang Jingxing's life, which he had never participated in.It was as if listening to his tongue-in-cheek talk, I also followed him on a journey of tens of thousands of miles, seeing the same round of flowers and moons and the unidentified scenery along the way.

"It was exactly 30 years ago, when we participated in the Qunfang meeting. Xie Huan fell in love at first sight when he saw Zhu Yan, and he had the intention of not marrying someone who was not Qing. He never softened his hands when he received flowers and handkerchiefs from young ladies. Switching to myself is a mess and I don’t know why.”

Probably the current newspaper.

Thinking of the fact that Xie Huan was different from the past, that he was included in the list of his most important objects to please, and that in his current situation, he really had no right to laugh at Xie Huan, Jiang Jingxing stopped talking in time, with a conscience, and stopped laughing at Xie Huan's embarrassment at that time:

"I thought he was pitiful, and I thought that at least they were close friends who skipped class together, and I couldn't let him fall into the pain of lovesickness alone, so I gave him a bad idea."

Thinking about it 30 years later, this idea is really bad.

Xie Rongjiao was able to sort out all the causes and consequences: "Master, your idea for Dad is to play a fake match with him, let Dad win the first place, and go to court Mom in a good way?"

How popular was Jiang Jingxing at that time?Carrying the roots that are rare in a thousand years, and carrying the name of the holy land in the future, how can we need a so-called Qunfanghui to be the first to add luster?

How high-spirited he is, how can he be so proud of himself for winning the first place in a mere Qunfanghui?

So Jiang Jingxing's idea for Xie Huan was that when the two of them entered the final decisive battle, his subordinates deliberately gave way, let Xie Huan win the prize, and then poured out his heart to Zhu Yan. Zhu Yan's answer is two things, but in On this occasion, I can always express my heart a little bit more solemnly.

Jiang Jingxing said coyly: "The fight didn't turn out as expected. It was a pretense of being sincere, and he couldn't help but make a real move. He didn't hold back, and of course Xie Huan refused to give in, so the round was a draw."

Xie Rongjiao was speechless for a long time, and after a long time, he came to the conclusion: "Maybe A Niang really liked Dad at that time."

Only then pinched his nose to recognize the stupidity of the two people on stage.

This is juxtaposed with Jiang Jingxing's time in exile, his few black histories, every time he thinks about it, he can't help but want to beat himself up in embarrassment, not knowing how his brain grew when he was young.

However, when I mentioned it to Xie Rongjiao this time, Jiang Jingxing unexpectedly accepted the fact that he was really stupid in the past. The last one is irrelevant, so how can he be worthy of someone who Qunfang will fight seriously?"

When they were young, they were frivolous and conceited, their hearts were higher than the sky, and they insisted on going their own way as the lifeblood of Kyushu.

After waiting for many years, Xie Huan, who was able to draw with Jiang Jingxing on the stage with real swords and guns, was stymied in the Mahayana. Down the embarrassing tail.

Once the famous and prosperous Jiang family was destroyed, the most proud young man in Haojing City fell to the ground.

Only then did they understand that the lives of hundreds of millions of people in Buzhou and the world are what you say can be held in the palm of your hand. You say it is a gathering of friends, which makes many young people talk about it with enthusiasm and look forward to ten years of sharpening their swords. It is easy to set the first affiliation between talking and laughing.

How arrogant and ridiculous?

"Although Qunfanghui fought seriously in the end, I always feel sorry for this hurdle." Jiang Jingxing smiled:

"A Ci, you are different from us. You are serious about everything, unlike when we were at the beginning, the world was not in our eyes, and we owe a lesson. This time I see that you fight, A Ci, and you have the right to make up for it."

Xie Rongjiao smiled, and the smile melted into his plain eyebrows, and suddenly became bright and moving, revealing the real face behind the ice layer: "I will fight hard, Master, I will see you when I get the first one."

An idea appeared in his mind, as if it had been conceived in the soil for a long, long time, and once it broke through the ground, it would grow into an unshakable pines and cypresses. .

Let me describe the regrets of your life.

Whether it is Qunfanghui, or the world as big as Kyushu.

Early the next morning, the battle between Xie Rongjiao and Jiang Changlan ushered in.

The Hinayana has already entered the ranks of the high-ranking powerhouses in Kyushu, and has a high status in the sect family. It is rare to see two practitioners in the Hinayana realm fighting with all their strength.

What's more, there are two well-known young geniuses in cultivation.

Jiang Changlan grew up in the city of Haojing, and people all saw his talent and ability, and with the news of Xie Ronghua's victory over Donghuang, his achievements over the years became famous far and wide.

Others agreed that he could not be included in the list of the fourth show, not because he was worse than the fourth show.

On the contrary, with Jiang Changlan at the peak of Hinayana, the record of half-step Mahayana threshold is within reach, which is stronger than that of Sixiu.

As for Xie Rongjiao, not to mention himself, the second son of the Xie family, the status of the first disciple of a saint is too important, so important that even if it is for fame, he still has to come to see the competition so that this trip is not in vain.

The densely packed crowd that filled the viewing platform had never been in a one-sided situation.

There are more people who are optimistic about Jiang Changlan, and there are many people who can win against Xie Rongjiao, which can barely be called a close match.

The views of the little lady are very consistent:

"Xie Langjun looks like a dragon and a phoenix. Just looking at his appearance, he is already extraordinary. He will definitely stand out in this battle."

"Besides, Mr. Xie Lang was taught by a sage himself, and his swordsmanship must be invincible."

"Why talk too much? In short, Xie Langjun can win."

A male disciple from the same sect dissatisfied and said: "Mr. Xie Jialang's swordsmanship is indeed very high, but Jiang Changlan is about to half-step Mahayana—"

The second half of his sentence was gradually silenced under the stare of the hot-tempered little lady.

The junior brother next to him grabbed him, and weakly told the cruel truth: "Senior brother, don't argue, it's not that you don't know the senior sisters and sisters—"

"It's all about face."

On the stage, the two stood intently, spiritual power flowing through the meridians of the whole body, the breath was harmonious and flawless, and there was no flaw in the standing posture from the toes to the top of the head.

Jiang Changlan broke this flawlessness first.

He drew his gun in his hand, and said with a loud smile: "I had a lot of worries before going on stage. Auntie and the Jiang family's face should not fall into my hands. It would be ugly to lose the first battle. I think about these things over and over again, and I lose my composure. .”

"After I came to the stage, I didn't have the heart to think so much. I just hoped to have a good fight with the prince, win or lose face, and go all out. No regrets."

Zhenjiang Mountain unsheathed.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, it was shining brightly, making one suspect that Xie Rongjiao picked a piece of cloud in his hand.

It is true that the children of three families and four surnames in one city are noble, and they have more burdens than others.

The face of the sect, the majesty of the teacher, and his own reputation cannot be lost.

They are the most promising young talents in Kyushu, the most shining young talents under this vast sky. They will be the pillars supporting the entire Kyushu in the future, and they must always be different from others.

For example, the high expectations of the elders, the fame and reputation accumulated by the family and sect for thousands of years, and even the future of Kyushu.

Xie Rongjiao said calmly: "Then let's fight."

For example, at the Qunfang meeting, swords and swords are clanging, and the wind sends spirits to the sky.