I have nothing but luck

Seeing that the four of them dispersed separately, Sixiu and Abbot Jiansu who were waiting outside couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and didn't ask them why they were arguing with a wink.

Not to mention that prying into other people's privacy is immoral, but it is a dispute that can put a few colors on the face of a saint. If you want to know, you have to weigh whether you have that fate.

After returning to his room and sitting down, Jiang Jingxing began to sigh: "Father-in-law is really serious, you said he picked other places to hit, and it's really annoying to pick my face."

In fact, how could Xie Huan, who was stunned by anger, think about this at the time?Is to catch the kind of hard hit.The person next to Jiang Jingxing suffered a lot of injuries, but he was in the holy state, so he didn't take it seriously, what he cared about most was his face.

"It must be with the intention of separating you and me. Thinking about A Ci, you can't understand my face, so your thoughts on me will naturally fade."

Jiang Jingxing valued his face the most in his life, and he relied on that face to go out. The flowers thrown to him by the little ladies had to be picked up fresh before throwing them away. Once there were more traces, he would not take the opportunity to thank Rong Jiao's complaining was simply not something Jiang Jingxing could do.

The smile slipped into Xie Rongjiao's eyes like the wind blowing over the soft and bent grass leaves, and the moon shone into the clear and beautiful autumn water. The immortals above the nine heavens were alive, and the jade-carved beauty was warmed.

He didn't argue with Jiang Jingxing how naive Xie Huan was that he hoped to break them up with a good face for two days, or whether he was such a superficial person who judged his face.

Xie Rongjiao leaned forward from the couch, crossed over the small case, leaned over and pressed a kiss gently and softly on a bruise on Jiang Jingxing's forehead.

It was like a panacea concocted by the Yellow Emperor's masterly hand. It was so miraculous that it immediately refreshed one's spirits and strengthened one's body, and one could go on to be beaten by Xie Huan thirty more times.

Xie Rongjiao said while groping for his own mind, "Your face to say you don't like Master is fake, and your face to say you like Master at all doesn't seem right either."

"I waited until I fell in love with you, Master, and found that you are good in everything. Of course I love your face very much. I like it very much."

What he said was like an east wind blowing, the wind was so strong that it could directly lift Jiang Jingxing to the sky, not to mention being number one in the world, even self-proclaimed number one in the universe was extremely confident.

Jiang Jingxing asked thoughtfully: "So maybe next time I do a fortune-telling, I'll be lucky enough to get your sincere support, Aci?"

Literally a lifetime series.

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The moon receded into the treetops silently, and the charming atmosphere of the room disappeared.

Xie Rongjiao didn't really have the heart to tell Jiang Jingxing the cruel truth, and he didn't really want to violate his conscience, which was not too much when he was messed up by the filter.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he picked another bruise on Jiang Jingxing and kissed him, silently hinting him to shut up.

Jiang Jingxing grasped his waist knowingly and tactfully, and volleyed him into his arms.

Their black hair is intertwined, and the folds of their clothes are spliced ​​into one piece.

Despite all kinds of turmoil, the Buddha Bathing Festival finally came as scheduled, and it was a long time coming.

Among the three sects in one city, Xie Huan was the real one who gave a lot of face, and the patriarch of the Fa sect and the dean of the academy also came together in good manners.

Only Yang Ruopu was left, and he remained the same for many years, saying "Busy to practice, thank you for your kind invitation."Then he pushed out Fang Linhe, who hadn't changed for many years, and let him go for a stroll and socialize all over the world.

Thinking of Fang Linhe still showing his heart to Jianmen and Yang Ruopu, just thinking about it can't help but make people shed tears.

Both have their own difficulties with Shen Xi.

At the Buddha bathing meeting, I saw the lay abbot put on cassock and precious clothes, sitting in front of the glazed tiles and mud gold pillars in the vermilion hall of the outer courtyard of the Buddha School. Yunxia is suspected to be in the Buddha Kingdom of Ultimate Bliss.

If it hadn't been for seeing that the inner court had to do everything by itself, and even the manpower to grow vegetables was so scarce that he had to do it himself, maybe all the people would really be impressed by the demeanor of the Buddha sect.

Sanskrit singing in Buddhist language floats out from the top of the tower, from the end of the hall, and from every place in the ancient clock and incense burner. They meet together and follow the sound of the rosary, the shaking of the bell, and the curling of cigarettes. Xiang Sifang, it is obviously a deafening sound, but it makes people feel at ease, forgetting all favors and disgraces.

It's a pity that the seat situation in the circle closest to the abbot is very embarrassing.

The saint sat at the same table with the elder son of the Xie family, and whenever the two of them whispered and laughed, the city master of Fengling sitting opposite them stared viciously at him as if he saw an evil ghost Moxiu.Xie Guiyuan, who was next to Fengling City Lord, always pulled his sleeve at this time and whispered something in his ear, obviously words of comfort.

The suzerain of Fazong and the dean of the academy had a happy chat.

The suzerain of this generation is Yu Yingqiu's direct senior brother, the same generation as Jiang Jingxing and the others, and the dean has a good friendship with the old suzerain, so he treats him as a half-disciple.Similarly, the suzerain of Fazong also respected the dean, and undoubtedly regarded him as an uncle.

But sitting below them were Fang Linhe, Yu Yingqiu and Shen Xi.Yu Yingqiu spoke and smiled sweetly, like flowers blooming and filling the room with fragrance.

Looking at Fang Linhe's appearance, it is conservatively estimated that he failed to draw his sword three times.

All three times, she was comforted by Shen Xi with reason and evidence.

Yu Yingqiu can be angry with Fang Linhe, but she respects a true gentleman like Shen Xi, so she teased Fang Linhe a few times, thinking about Shen Xi's face, she gently put it down and stopped chasing and beating her, laughing. Yingying turned to other topics.

People from the three sects in this city didn't find it strange, on the contrary, they seemed to be enjoying themselves, watching the sharp-eyed people in the audience sweating profusely after a Buddha bathing meeting.

Fortunately, the chaotic scene they wanted to tear their faces did not appear in the end.

It is also one or two good adjustments for refreshing people in hypnotic Buddhism.

After the Buddha bathing meeting, Mo Luo was still in his royal city struggling with the matter of building the city wall, Xie Rongjiao and Jiang Jingxing did not stay in Xijiang.

The first person to bid farewell to them was Li Zhixuan from Qiqiaiai.

It took him about a cup of tea to finish those words of thanks that he had searched his brains to come up with, stayed up all night and memorized them, and finally concluded: "I plan to follow the elders back to the Fazong, and I must practice my sword well so as not to cause trouble. "

As for the treasure of the white tiger that Mo Luo was talking about, Jiang Jingxing didn't say anything. Li Zhixuan's heart was as big as an ocean, and he forgot it after sleeping. He firmly believed that Mo Luo was too stupid and naive to believe Jiang Jingxing's nonsense.

"Just do it." Jiang Jingxing didn't really expect Li Zhixuan to practice his sword with peace of mind, he just listened to it as pleasant auspicious words: "Don't be sad, see you soon To me and Ah Ci."

"I will definitely send you a post when Fengling City Lord's Mansion invites wedding wine."

If Xie Huan knew that Jiang Jingxing had taken over his City Lord's Mansion on his own initiative, there might be a few more wounds on his face.

In exchange for Xie Rongjiao's two kisses, the business is not a loss.

Xie Rongjiao didn't refute, it was assumed that he acquiesced in his meaning: "Brother Li, take care."

In fact, he has a lot of reminders he wants to say to Li Zhixuan.

For example, you can weigh your own cultivation and don't rush too fast; for example, even though you don't know what kind of tricks the White Tiger Supreme Treasure is, don't always take yourself too seriously.

It can be seen that Li Zhixuan's twitching appearance, perhaps the word "take care" is the most appropriate.

It's good to live well.

Li Zhixuan wiped his tears with the corner of his clothes and walked away step by step.

As for the surprise that Fengling City was going to hold a wedding banquet, that was something that Zhuifengju only remembered after walking for a long time.

Maybe Xie Shuai is going to have a happy event, Li Zhixuan thought belatedly.

If Xie Ronghua really wanted to have a wedding, he was mesmerized by what kind of gifts he should give and what kind of auspicious words would be more pleasing.

Totally forgot how many coins he had in his pocket.

He also didn't see Elder Yu's eyes that suddenly widened.

Blood splattered on the hot yellow sand, Zizi rolled his eyes, and pulled back Li Zhixuan's thoughts, who had traveled far outside Fengling City.

Elder Yu's chest was sunken, and the front of his clothes was stained with blood.

Li Zhixuan couldn't believe it, with the sleeves soaked by his tears before, he wiped the wind and sand on his face, and saw the indifferent face of Fazong's suzerain through the desert wind.

And the lotus print blooming on his palm.

The lotus flower was born on the water, and the water waves were as bright as a mirror, clearly reflecting Yu Yingqiu's sluggish hibiscus beauty.

Yu Yingqiu looked up hesitantly, and Li Zhixuan was so panicked that his face was almost blank.

Elder Yu squeezed out the last bit of strength in his chest, and asked tremblingly, "Why?"

The suzerain of Fazong sighed softly: "Because you are too loyal to Fazong."

"It's not good that you are loyal to Fazong, not me."

After saying that, the lotus flower opened its petals slightly, and when Elder Yu was out of breath, his eyes were still open.

Do not look down.

It's a pity that the child Li Zhixuan was brought into the wolf's den.

Li Zhixuan didn't do what he thought, and subconsciously drew his sword to meet the suzerain of Fazong.

His memory has been poor.

But he still remembered Elder Yu talking to him with a smile about the scenery of Fazong, the grass, trees and streams of Fazong, and the years he spent in Fazong engraved in every stretched wrinkle.

It must have been a very happy time, otherwise there would never have been such a sincere love from the heart.

He remembered that Elder Yu raised his brows and scolded him sharply a few days ago, his harsh words were like the medicine soup his mother brought him when he was a child, and the warmth and care that only relatives had hidden in the bitterness.

Li Zhixuan really thought about practicing his sword well in Fazong, and would never go one step further to cause trouble.

But now it's all gone.

It's just because of the lotus seal pinched by the suzerain of Fazong.

He roared, his voice was as miserable as a beast losing its parent, struggling unwillingly to the last whine.

Yu Yingqiu thought a lot.

A little spiritual light brightened her mind, and she almost sorted out the line of the whole thing.

Brother must have a covenant with Moro or someone else.

It doesn't matter who you have an alliance with.

What matters is that the suzerain of Fazong killed Elder Yu.

Send Fazong back to the fire pit in the opposite direction to the painstaking efforts of his ancestors.

She passed the shadows of many people.

He lifted her up to his shoulders when he was a child, and ran all over the mountain peaks of Fazong with her in his arms. He was as close as an elder brother.

Even though he tried his best to put on an elder's serious air, when he preached the Fa to her, he still couldn't help showing his appreciation and joy to Elder Yu from the bottom of his heart.

He patted her head and sighed with a smile that she was the old patriarch of my family Qianliju.

When she was accepted as an apprentice, the old patriarch of Fazong was already old. From him, Yu Yingqiu could not see the shadow of a shrewd, wise, and scheming wise man who could pry into the rumors and even see through the secrets. He was just like an ordinary old man, worn down by the years Turned into kindness and gentleness.

But sealing is only a momentary thing.

Yu Yingqiu's eyes narrowed, she clapped her hands and headed in the direction of the patriarch of Fazong.

The patriarch of Fazong didn't want to hurt her, so he dodged and retreated.

It was at this time that thousands of lotus seals spread out in her palm, causing the wind and sand to stop.

Yu Yingqiu shouted to Li Zhixuan: "Let's go!"

Fengsha knew her intentions, and when he moved again, Qiqi sent Li Zhixuan away in the opposite direction, and the lotus flowers smashed into nothingness in the air.

At the same time, Li Zhixuan's figure shrouded in wind and sand was getting faster and faster, as straight as clouds and fog. Even if Fa Zong's patriarch was sealed with lotus flowers by her hand, and his blood stagnated, it would be difficult to catch up with Li Zhixuan.

One lotus seal destroyed what he treasured in his hand and pursued hard in his dreams; the other lotus seal sent him to a new life.

Yu Yingqiu said coldly: "Brother can kill me, and let Fazong lose the Zhongxing genius who is expected to be holy. Even if he wins the world, he will still be inferior to the desolate people."

"You can also save my life, and see who will win in the end."

In the end, every word of her was bloody, and it weighed a thousand pounds.