I have nothing but luck

After nightfall, Xie Rongjiao took off the phoenix feathers, poured his heart words into a wave of spiritual power at his fingertips, and then raised his wrist, letting the light at the end of the phoenix feathers disappear into the night in a flash.

He was asking about his own life experience.

Xie Rongjiao wanted to know what kind of strange fate he had, which could make Qianbaizhu make such a heavy and profound verdict that "he has great luck and great fortune, and is destined to save the world".

When Xie Rongjiao was in Fengling City, Xie Rongjiao asked Xie Huan once, and Xie Huan told him to be calm and calm, and he would know when the opportunity came.At that time, Xie Rongjiao had no desires, no desires can lead to strength, naturally he was not in a hurry, he could calm down and wait for the opportunity.

It's different now.

He is no different from the sentient beings who are ups and downs in the world, counting on a wealthy fate to support their courage and belief in living.

Xie Rongjiao also has people who care very much but are unable to get them.

His thinking was actually not too different from those people who continued their life through metaphysics. He hoped that his own fate would be special, and he could pull Jiang Jingxing to the edge of the dangerous shoal.

More importantly, he wanted to know what he was implicated in, which made Qianbai Louzhu not hesitate to turn against Jiang Jingxing's friend, and to try to stop him.

The words of the Chinese teacher of Dayin Temple are vivid in my ears, "The two people who know the strangeness of your life experience best are Xie Huan and Jiang Jingxing".As soon as Jiang Jingxing's mouth touched these things, it was as tight as a clamshell, Xie Rongjiao couldn't hope to pry his mouth open, so he could only ask Xie Huan with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Coincidentally, there was no time to verify what Qian Baizhu said about committing suicide, and what Jiang Jingxing said that he and Xie Rongjiao had a predestined relationship was almost solid evidence.

Xie Rongjiao had just sent Feng Ling towards Fengling City, and turned his head to face Jiang Jingxing who came out and just wanted to breathe.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while.

Jiang Jingxing read out the lingering scent of depression on his body, and said carefully: "A Ci, did you just throw a phoenix feather?"

It's not like that, even if there's something big and you're not happy, you can't use Feng Ling as a marble and throw it away, right?

It's unreliable to put this kind of thing on Jiang Jingxing, let alone Xie Rongjiao who rarely fluctuates in emotion and never lets his personal likes and dislikes affect the overall situation?

"No." Xie Rongjiao answered him coldly, "I recently discovered that with the spiritual power of the Xie family's direct lineage, you can engrave a message on Feng Ling. Even in the holy realm, it is difficult to stop Feng Ling, compared to ordinary messages Talismans are much more reliable."

It seems to be very important news, otherwise how could Ah Ci go to the point of using Feng Ling?

Jiang Jingxing's keen sense of saving his life many times told him that it would be no good if he continued to ask.

Anyway, Ah Ci is very sensible, and there will never be a single word missing in what needs to be told.

Jiang Jingxing is very open-minded, still immersed in the dream of his sweetheart, Ah Ci.

Xie Rongjiao said coldly: "I asked Father about my life experience."

Jiang Jingxing broke out in a cold sweat inexplicably, trying to fish in troubled waters: "I see it's getting late, so I should go back to my room to rest—"

He swallowed the word "Xi" in his throat, and Xie Rongjiao interrupted him for the first time, regardless of the etiquette of master and apprentice, "Because I understand that if I ask Master, you will never get an answer, you will only vaguely play with words, but never Don't tell me a single word."

Not without worry.

Xie Rongjiao's mind was a little split from hearing the first words of Lord Qianbai, and he walked along with Li Zhixuan only by instinct, fortunately he was able to hear those words that Lord Qianbai said completely.

During the short period of Jiang Jingxing's conversation with Qianbaizhuzhu, Xie Rongjiao wanted to interrupt their conversation countless times, wanted to persuade them with reason, wanted to be nonsense, wanted to be gentle, wanted to be gentle, wanted to have a tough attitude, whatever he wanted was fine, so that he could get Jiang Jingxing to go back to Phoenix together Ling's promise to stay is at ease.

But Xie Rongjiao is Xie Rongjiao after all.

He also recognized the morality that Jiang Jingxing recognized.

Jiang Jingxing occupies the number one title in the world, facing up to Mo Luo, facing up to the East and West, and facing up to Demon Cultivator can't help him, and Jiang Jingxing can't help it.

He calmed down and regained his sanity.Xie Rongjiao thought, even if he really managed to get Jiang Jingxing to make a promise with all kinds of tricks, it would still restrict Jiang Jingxing. What is the difference between him and those forces in Kyushu, and the thousands of landlords who collapsed with Jiang Jingxing?

What kind of position does he use to persuade?

The initial worry and uneasiness gradually settled into far more complicated emotions, which made Xie Rongjiao's heart heavy and his throat stingy.

In his eighteenth year of life, he had never experienced such a difficult feeling, nor had he ever been so afraid.

This bit of tormented emotion was stirred up by the fire ignited on the phoenix's tail feathers, and suddenly became a prairie fire, burning from the heart through the internal organs, meridians, and limbs, and finally broke the ice-like calm that he pretended to be on the face.

Jiang Jingxing held back his guilty conscience, and said solemnly, "A Ci, I didn't deliberately hide it from you, it's just that there are some things—"

"Master, you can't explain some things clearly. I have to experience it myself to know how powerful it is." Xie Rongjiao was angry and interrupted him for the second time.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "Then I won't ask myself, I will ask Master what your weakness is, do you dare to answer?"

No need to think too much, the reason why Mo Luo was willing to join forces with Ji Huang, and why Ji Huang dared to set up a trap for Jiang Jingxing, was all inseparable from that inexplicable damn weakness.

Otherwise, with Ji Huang's pity for his life, even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to jump like this.

Jiang Jingxing was in a real dilemma this time, and said with a wry smile, "Ah Ci, why don't we talk about your life experience?"

"No, I will know about you sooner or later. What I want to know more is about you."

The cold moonlight shone on him through the rustling branches and leaves, and his demeanor was as high as a nine-day fairy, just waiting for the breeze to sway away.

He was the only one in the world who could push Jiang Jingxing into this embarrassing situation.

Jiang Jingxing didn't feel depressed, but helplessness took the lead: "A Ci, I really can't say, I think you don't have to bear so much, and you can live happily."

This kind of pampering and pampering is actually not what a master should have for an apprentice. I hope he will hone his mind to become a master.

It's a pity that Xie Rongjiao couldn't understand this meaning.

The words that had been lingering in his heart for a long time were spit out by him through his anger. He didn't care about so many fragmented thoughts, and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid you won't live until then."

no?How did the kid talk?When did Lu Youyou and Xie Chuyi grind their mouths so poisonously?

Xie Rongjiao simply took advantage of this momentum to vomit quickly: "Could it be that I worry day and night, thinking over and over again what happened in the past few days, for fear that I will miss a single bit of important information and live happily?"

Jiang Jingxing was speechless.

The two were relatively silent for a long time, and the world was quiet, except for the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and occasionally a few weak cicadas and unknown birds chirping in between.

Xie Rongjiao raised his thick black eyelashes, his eyes were a little wet, like ice and snow that had just melted, without the cool and hard exterior, revealing a soft interior that could even be called bullying.

Coupled with his face that can be called beautiful, and the contrasting attitude of the ice beauty behind him, Jiang Jingxing almost couldn't control himself, and couldn't help but want to hug someone in his arms and whisper softly She kissed the corners of his eyes to stop the ice and snow from melting, adding a touch of blush there, even if Xie Rongjiao wanted his heart, he could give it to him on the spot.

He almost wanted to seal his tongue directly, so as not to admit defeat under his eyes and say something that shouldn't be said.

Xie Rongjiao's voice was astringent: "Master, you want me to be happy, and I want you to be well."

Listening to what you and Qian Baizhu said, how can I feel relieved?

His nails pierced into his palms, he tried to hold back the sourness in his eyes, and tried his best to keep his voice steady: "Master, I can't help you if you don't tell me. But you do what you want, and I will do what I should do."

After finishing speaking, Xie Rongjiao turned and went back to the room, caringly not giving Jiang Jingxing any room to struggle to the death, and saving Jiang Jingxing from a big disaster because the beauty couldn't control his tongue in front of him, and the real disaster came from his mouth.

The next day was Mr. Cui's birthday, and there were lanterns and festoons everywhere, and various flowers tied with silk and satin were hung on the branches.

In short, it is a prosperous and magnificent scene, and people can't help but feel happy when looking at it.

The congratulatory gifts were delivered one by one by the maid in a clear voice like an oriole flowing out of the valley. The juniors clustered in front of the old man and said a few pleasant words. All the clothes are full, and the exchanges are expensive.

When the maid finished singing the long list of congratulatory gifts, Mr. Cui stroked his beard and smiled: "My Cui family was lucky to inherit some of the legacy of our ancestors, and was able to pass down an ancient treasure of the white tiger. The old treasure of the white tiger is really an important thing to determine the life and death of a place, so I, the Cui family, will take care of it from generation to generation."

The audience praised Cui's family for their righteousness, and Mr. Cui's humility and introspection were full of praise.

Jiang Jingxing said to Xie Rongjiao as if he was flattering him: "I heard that the Cui family held an ancient treasure of the white tiger, but they always kept it tightly covered, and they refused to reveal it. Why, I listened to Cui The tone of the old man seems to be taken out for appreciation?"

Xie Rongjiao obviously remembered what happened yesterday, and didn't enjoy Jiang Jingxing's petty flattery very much. He just nodded slightly to show that he heard it, and said to Li Zhixuan, "I've heard about it too. The white tiger bones are located under the foundation of the Buddhist sect. And one of the ancient treasures left behind by the white tiger, such as Zhen Lingzhu in Xuanwu and Changming Lantern in Fenghuang, was held by the Cui family. The Cui family had never brought it out before, and I always thought the rumors were not true. I may be lucky enough to see it today."

Based on the words of Lord Qianbai, Xie Rongjiao reasonably suspected that Mo Luo's dealing with Fozong was aimed at the white tiger skeleton undergrounded by Fozong.

The bones of Xuanwu were harmed by Mo Luo's hands thousands of miles away, and there was no reason to let the white tiger at the door of the house go.

Li Zhixuan completely ignored the undercurrent between the two of them, rubbing his hands excitedly, ready to see the legendary treasure.

Patriarch of the Cui family, the eldest son of Mr. Cui ran in in shock. He didn't even care about losing his composure before the guests were all full. He knelt down in front of Mr. Cui with a plop, pleading guilty: "The child is incompetent, let the white tiger treasure—stolen!"