I have nothing but luck

After exchanging their hearts, both of them were agitated and couldn't control themselves. For a moment, they lingered until the moon fell low on the branches of old trees outside the window, illuminating the silhouettes on the bluestone floor tiles.

Jiang Jingxing reluctantly let go of the hands around Xie Rongjiao's waist, and straightened his messy long hair and skirts: "It's time to go back and rest, otherwise tomorrow will be Li Zhixuan crying."

Thinking of Li Zhixuan hugging his knees and weeping bitterly in some corner of the Western Wilderness, but the two of them were intimate and happy like gods in a small wing of the Buddhist School, so Jiang Jingxing's heart-felt shame could not help but feel sorry for him. Li Zhixuan raised one or two sounds of sympathy.

"I'm not going back."

Xie Rongjiao pointed to the bed in the wing room where all the furnishings could be seen clearly because of its small size, consciously expressing his intentions and confirming the relationship, he was very justified:

"I will rest with you, Master."

Under the beating dim yellow light, his skin was dizzy, and his eyebrows and eyes faintly traced out with the finest fine brushwork while climbing the distant mountains and autumn waters.

Especially with his disheveled temple hair and disheveled clothes, in the long night, under the dim light of the wing room, it is always unavoidable to make people imagine.

Jiang Jingxing took a deep breath in his heart, deeply felt that his decades of cultivation skills had not been in vain, and it was really gratifying to have the attitude of Liu Xiahui for the first time.

He's not going to get a good night's sleep tonight.

At this time, Jiang Jingxing felt the benefits of the Holy Realm. Even if he tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep, he would still be radiant the next day. He would never be in the embarrassing state of going to the West Wilderness with two dark circles under his eyes. .

After all, Li Zhixuan was still waiting eagerly in some small dark room in Xihuang. It should be sooner rather than later. The three of them got up early and set off early in the morning after resting.

Therefore, when they arrived at Zhenxi City where Jiang Changlan was located, it was not yet noon.

Jiang Jingxing had such a fight in Zhenxi City, and his reputation can be said to be that he grew wings and flew into every household. When neighbors gathered together to buy vegetables, they would be taken a few words when they talked, and they competed to be proud of seeing a saint. It has the taste of a town legend that will become Zhenxicheng.

The advantage is that there is no need to wait for Jiang Jingxing to report his family name to let the soldiers spread to Jiang Changlan's side. Soldiers who are familiar with him have already spontaneously helped him to invite Jiang Changlan down.

After dealing with affairs in Zhenxi City for a few days, Jiang Changlan seemed to have been completely reborn.

He adopted the frivolous and coquettish demeanor of the children of Wuling who were usually shown in Gaojing, his posture was as straight as a pine and a cypress, his eyebrows and eyes were as serious as a mountain, almost making people feel angry A sense of prestige.

It seems that the day when Xie Ronghua is equal to Xie Ronghua is just around the corner.

congratulations.

Jiang Changlan cupped his hands and said, "A sage must come here specially to see and teach me. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense and politely. I dare to ask the sage to speak directly."

Xie Rongjiao saw through him that he had a good appearance, as if he was a commander in chief of an army, he tasted a bit of depression and unhappiness under his appearance.

Of course Jiang Changlan was depressed.

Jiang Changlan's life is not going well recently, and he is inside a city that is the focus of attention from all directions in Zhenxi City. Even if it is for his safety, it is only natural for Empress Jiang to put a few eyeliners.

So Empress Jiang should know Jiang Changlan's self-assertion immediately.

There is no way, he is the only promising nephew of Empress Jiang, and the pain is from the bottom of my heart, I really love him, my head hurts from anger, but Empress Jiang is helpless with this self-assertive nephew.

I had no choice but to write a letter every day through the messenger talisman, scolding him for being bloody, to relieve my depression.

Jiang Changlan knew he was in the wrong, so he had to accept the letter from Xue Flake obediently.I was also afraid that I didn't read it carefully enough, and when I returned to the capital, Jiang deliberately asked about the content of the letter. Compared with being beaten by her in real life, the beating was a little bit worse.

They said as they went to the Zhenxi Army Commander's Mansion where Jiang Changlanjiu temporarily occupied the magpie's nest to handle official business: "That's the way it is. Li Zhixuan disappeared out of thin air, probably because of Mo Luo. Although I think he was just disabled by me, It is unlikely to come out and make trouble, but this is a big deal, and one should always keep it handy.

Speaking of this, Jiang Changlan is not a fool, so he naturally knew what he meant, and readily agreed: "Don't worry, senior, if there is any change in the army of demon cultivators, the Zhenxi army guarding the city of Zhenxi is not a vegetarian. .This is the responsibility, as it should be.”

He was not afraid to say something curious: "But saint, forgive me. Xie Shuai's Guiyuan army is much more elite than the current Zhenxi army that is scattered like sand. Besides, the Guiyuan army is under the name of Xie Shuai, and the son is Xie Shuai's younger brother. Mobilized It’s much more convenient, so why does the sage choose to look far away?”

"The Buddha Bathing Fair is just around the corner. Although Xihuang shouldn't be surprised that there will be a second attack, the Buddha Bathing Fair is a grand event, so be careful. It's safe for Xie Chuyi's Guiyuan Army to guard the Buddha City."

This is one of them.

The second point is that he and Xie Rongjiao communicated with each other, although these days it is a matter of course that they are carefully probing each other and unintentionally teasing each other.

However, Jiang Jingxing had previously regarded it as wishful thinking and a relationship that ended without a cause, and he hadn't seriously considered how to get along with Xie Huan and Xie Ronghua. Now when he sees them, he feels so uncomfortable that he wants to run away at any time.

Last night on the bed, he hugged the drowsy Xie Rongjiao in his arms, and while he was still asleep, he sighed nonchalantly: "A Ci, do you think I will really call Xie Huan a father from now on?" ?”

Xie Rongjiao: ""

In order to take care of Jiang Jingxing's haughty heart who had been torn apart with Xie Huan for more than 30 years and never admitted defeat, and even had a faint upper hand, he swallowed the words "I'm afraid so" with difficulty.

When the boat arrives at the bridge, when the car arrives at the mountain, there are naturally roads and bridges to go on. Today is such a good night, why bother to worry about the future?

After all, with his words, calling Xie Huan his father doesn't seem so unacceptable in comparison.

Jiang Jingxing imagined the sour scene that made people's skin crawl, and he couldn't help sighing, "I'm afraid my father is not willing to recognize me as a cheap son, and instead of turning his face on the spot and scolding me for being so old, he is picking up his sword and beating me up." I don't even believe it."

Jiang Jingxing's ability to adapt is very strong, he has already rehearsed the scene of calling Xie Huan's father in private, and there is nothing he is not used to.

Xie Rongjiao's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them, and he said in a daze, "Don't worry, Master, I confessed my intentions to you first, even if Dad thinks we are going astray, I was the first to lead it to harm. The one who should fight is the first Hit me."

It sounds pretty miserable.

The dignified sage and the elder son of the Xie family competed to be beaten.

I don't know whether it is the decline of the world or the distortion of human nature.

However, Jiang Jingxing was instantly filled with his words, and the sense of satisfaction in his heart that he had been fishing for the moon for a long time and finally hugged the bright moon in the water almost engulfed him, so that he didn't bother to worry about anything.

Aji is so cute.

The most amazing thing about this kind of cuteness is that when he thought it was already the cutest level, Xie Rongjiao could always raise it to a higher level.

He smiled and said: "It's okay, don't be afraid, Ah Ci, anyway, I can beat my father-in-law, and it's uncertain who will beat who."

Fortunately, Xie Rongjiao in his arms had already fallen asleep, and he had no time to argue with him about his father-in-law's title, nor would he grab him by the collar to wake him up, telling his father-in-law that such a morally corrupt and sensational thing would only ruin their marriage. Future.

Xie Rongjiao knew about Jiang Jingxing's careful thinking.

So as the biggest cause of the matter, he had to remain silent in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Xie Ronghua's being in the Buddhist sect is really good for the situation and can make them feel at ease, otherwise Xie Rongjiao might blame himself to death.

Jiang Changlan nodded in understanding, and asked casually, "Does the sage know where Brother Li is?"

Although he and Li Zhixuan were nodding acquaintances, at least they had a little friendship. Coupled with Guanjiang Jingxing's tone, Li Zhixuan seemed to have some unknown involvement, and there was no reason to expect Li Zhixuan to be bad.

Jiang Jingxing was obviously not as naive as Fang Linhe, and he had no doubts in his divination.

"I'm not sure, but it must be in Xihuang, so it's easy to handle. Just grab Moro and shake it. Even if it wasn't an order delivered by Moro himself, are you afraid that his subordinates won't spit it out?"

Jiang Changlan gloated and said, "That's a good relationship."

In order to express his gratitude to Jiang Jingxing for defeating Moro's prestige for him and allowing him to face a sudden drop in pressure, Jiang Changlan greeted sincerely like every Kyushu person who sincerely greets: "Have you eaten the saint, do you want some?"

"No need." Xie Rongjiao thanked him for his kindness, "It's not too late, save as much as you can."

Jiang Jingxing: "Don't look at me, you've been with me and A Ci for a while, but you don't know how to listen to A Ci most accurately, it really makes me sad."

Jiang Changlan: "" He was at a loss, wondering why the atmosphere between these two people is getting more and more wrong?

He hesitated to speak: "Forget it, I won't keep you either. You don't have to worry about delaying your journey for dinner. You won't have much appetite when you really get there."

The three of them quickly understood what Jiang Changlan meant.

The Western Wilderness is different from the endless wilderness of the Eastern Wilderness. On the contrary, it is more like Kyushu, which is formed by large and small cities.

It took them half a day to drive their swords to the royal city of Xihuang.

Logically speaking, the emperor's feet should be prosperous and prosperous. Like Hao Jing, any small vendor can wipe the sweat off his head when he is resting, and laugh and talk with his companions about the unpredictable turmoil in the court recently.

Or be more open and free. If you don’t choose the city, you will be infected by the spirit of the academy for thousands of years, and the small vendors will also come out with a strong character. Concerned about the country and the people, from the Emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty to the ancestors of the Fengling City Lord for eighteen generations.

This is not the case in the royal city of Xihuang.

Xie Rongjiao's complexion turned pale from the foul smell that gushed into his nose and nose, people in ragged clothes were everywhere, even in the increasingly bleak autumn day, they still shyly exposed a large piece of their arms and legs.

In front of them, there were three demon cultivators fighting for a tael of silver to enter the city. The two dead were swiftly carried away by soldiers who were used to such things, and the living one was waved by the guards and swaggered into the city.

A carriage came just now, and it was decorated like a wealthy family. The tall wheels flew up and splashed dust, and it ran over the fallen person without any notice. The skin was torn and bones were broken.

There are also wandering children who refuse to give up looking for their parents, crying and shouting outside the city, not knowing their fate of falling into the hands of those who want to be sold to all parties.

It turns out that human life can be so worthless.

Xie Rongjiao thought of Haojing, Fengling City, Buzai City, and felt chills in his heart.

He thought, even if I try my best to build a city with flesh and blood, and rely on muscles and bones, I will never dare to let the devil enter an inch of Kyushu.

The guard arrogantly called the three of them to stop, his eyes wandered presumptuously on Xie Rongjiao's face: "The royal city is noble, people from Kyushu are not allowed to enter."

He rolled his eyeballs, and smiled sinisterly: "Unless you play with the beauty Xiao Jingye for two days, there is room for negotiation."

His coveted companions coaxed and laughed together, and teased him: "You are very lucky. You may not be able to find such an outstanding beauty in the palace."

The guard is very generous: "How could you forget the brothers? Let's play together after I play."

Some demon cultivators before and after looked blank, some were gloating, and some were even secretly happy.

They don't want to see other people's kindness, they don't want to see other people's well-dressed and arrogant, especially Xie Rongjiao's ice and snow look born in the clouds, they wish to pull them closer to the mud and step on them more.

No one felt the guards were doing too much.

Xihuang is such a place.

If you are strong, you are justified in killing and setting fire, but if you are weak, you have to be wronged and shut up.

Fang Linhe, who had been adorning the background board all this time, took a step back based on his intuition honed by thousands of times of sword practice.

The sword cultivator's fearlessness of death and his thousands of trials were not to make Fang Linhe a fish in the pond at a time like this.

Fang Linhe knows how to advance and retreat

Xie Rongjiao's expression remained motionless, he didn't even have the thought of lighting the wax for the guards, only one thought in his heart became more determined.

In any case, he dare not let the magic cultivator enter Kyushu.

Seeing that there was no movement from the three of them, the guard was laughing inwardly and looking down on the three soft buns. When his lust was overturned, he saw the handsome young man and said indifferently:

"Oh, I remember that there was such a bullshit rule that people from Kyushu were not allowed to enter the city."

"That's fine if you don't enter. Do you think the movement of me smashing the four walls is enough for Mo Luo to come out and see me?"