White Moonlight Rescue System [Quick Transmigration]

Xuan Hao slowly rubbed the pages of the book with his fingers, and with a gentle smile that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, he said loudly: "Come in."

The door of the house was pushed open from the outside, and a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old came in. The boy was wearing a white moiré robe, with a lovable baby face. He looked white and tender, but his temper seemed a little impatient. When he saw Xuan Hao, he opened his mouth first and said, "Brother, where did you go, I can't even find you."

The person who came was Xuan Jing, the seventh junior brother, who had a straightforward temper and was always outspoken. He was a part of the gossip about Qingjue Mountain, and even Lin Ce had heard about it.

"Why is Junior Brother looking for me?" Xuan Hao poured some warm tea into the cup and handed it to him.

His hands have distinct bones, are white and slender, and it is completely unexpected that such beautiful and clean hands will one day be stained with blood.

Xuan Jing took the teacup and drank it up in one gulp, wiped his mouth without hesitation, and muttered, "Do you know who you are fighting against?"

The corners of Xuan Hao's mouth slightly raised, with a slight smile on his lips, he asked warmly, "Who is it?"

Hearing that the elder brother cooperated with him so much, Xuan Jing raised his head proudly, and said with a smile: "Of course it is Lin Langjun from the Cangji Sect."

This Lin Langjun is a rare talent in the cultivation sect.The last one to receive this honor was Yun Xu, which shows that this son's cultivation should not be underestimated, and he has always been high-profile, boasting that he is suave and suave, and he has had hot fights with female cultivators of various sects, which has secretly dissatisfied many young monks.

But Lin Ce wasn't worried about what would happen to Xuan Hao at all. This person was careful at every step and had a deep mind, so how could he let himself suffer at all.

Sure enough, Xuan Hao smiled slightly, and said softly, "So it was him."

"Senior brother, why are you not in a hurry?" Xuan Jing widened his eyes in dissatisfaction, and whispered: "The third senior brother is almost dying of anxiety, I am afraid that you will lose the face of the sect if you lose." "

Xuan Jing glanced at his face cautiously at the end, seeing that he didn't show any signs of anger, so she felt relieved.

While they were talking, Lin Ce lightly jumped off the table and wanted to walk out the door.

Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed Xuan Jing found him, and suddenly said in surprise: "Where is the ugly cat?"

Lin Ce gritted his teeth at him in dissatisfaction. How can Feng Li, a spiritual pet who sells cuteness for a living, be ugly, but in Xuanjing's view, this kind of spiritual pet that female cultivators like is the same in his eyes. It's ugly, men don't like this kind of spiritual pet.

At this moment, Xuan Hao stretched out his hand towards the back of his neck, and seeing that his fingertips were about to touch it, Lin Ce nimbly dodged it.

When Xuan Hao was slightly startled, Lin Ce hurriedly rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and slipped away, walking around Xuan Jing's side three times.

Looking at the white hairball that was drifting away, Xuan Hao's fingertips twitched lightly, his eyes darkened, and his expression was thoughtful.

"Brother! Why are you in a daze?" Xuan Jing wanted to get close to him, and stretched out his hand to make gestures in front of him.

Xuan Hao came back to his senses and smiled slightly: "Nothing."

"Oh, that's it." Xuan Jing scratched his head, then continued: "But is that cat raised by senior brother?"

After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes and looked at him longingly, expecting to get a negative answer from his mouth, his senior brother would not like such a soft thing.

Xuan Hao didn't answer, just smiled and said: "Fengli is timid, you scared it."

Xuan Jing still didn't understand what he meant to protect, and muttered with some disappointment: "Why would senior brother like this, I thought he would like the more majestic one."

"If you like it, what do you do with him?"

When Xuan Hao said this, he stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, with a bit of arrogance on his face, he said slowly.

Xuan Jing was stunned, feeling that the senior brother in front of him was a little strange, after he took a closer look, Xuan Hao's expression returned to normal, making him suspect that it was his own illusion.

It must be what he thought, Xuan Jing looked at the gentle and elegant young man who was smiling in front of him, and silently spurned himself.

The Sword Discussion Conference had already arrived without knowing it, and the day when it was officially held was also a rare good weather.

It can be said that the Hanyun Sect was unprecedentedly grand and lively. Disciples from various sects dressed in the sect's costumes came and went. They gathered together in twos and threes to chat quietly, or held their swords expressionlessly waiting for the opening.

Lin Ce, as the master of the sect, naturally had to arrive early. He walked up to the stands surrounded by the crowd, and after he stood still, he looked down and had a clear view of the scene below.

Lin Ce lifted his robe and sat down slowly. Yun Xiao handed him a cup of tea with a wink. Lin Ce took a sip, but kept searching the crowd.

When Lin Ce saw the black figure, Lin Ce's eyes paused, and he had to say that Xuan Hao had a good appearance, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and a gentle smile on his face, giving people a kind of Feel like spring breeze.

At this time, Xuan Hao was following a female cultivator, and she seemed to be the little girl I saw in the back mountain that day, she was petite, cute, and exquisite.

Xuan Hao also seemed to notice that Lin Ce's eyes were vaguely on him, and a thought flashed in his eyes.

Lin Ce withdrew his gaze, and said dissatisfiedly to the system: [Look at the hot fight between him and that little girl, how could I have the nerve to intervene. 】

Of course, the system would not answer him. After getting along for so long, Lin Ce has fully understood the system's character of never talking nonsense.

Although he was complaining silently in his heart, Lin Ce still maintained the image of a cold and arrogant outsider on the surface. So far, he has been very successful, and even Yun Xiao, who is closest to him, has not noticed that he is wandering.

Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd, Lin Ce looked around and saw a blue Bi Fang bird flying slowly from the sky, with a man in green standing on Bi Fang's back.

"The people from Cangji Sect have arrived." Yun Xiao whispered from the side.

Lin Ce nodded indifferently on his face, but he said in his heart that he wanted to see if he had the capital to make such a cool appearance.

Bi Fangniao slowly landed on the ground, and the man in Tsing Yi lifted up his robe and came down. The man held a paper fan in his hand, his face was like a jade crown, and he was personable, with a pair of peach blossom eyes looking forward to shine.The end is romantic and affectionate.

Seeing this, the elders of the various sects with older generations frowned, as if they didn't like such a frivolous behavior.

"Eldest brother, it's Lin Langjun who is here." Dai Dan looked uneasy, and stretched out her hand to tug on his sleeve robe.

Xuan Hao's unrevealed brows were slightly frowned, and he gently avoided her hand.

Daidan didn't notice his expression, and whispered: "Eldest brother, you must win." Then she seemed to think of something, and her face turned red.Some shyly said: "If you win, I will..."

Before she could finish her words, she heard an uproar from all around, which interrupted her little daughter's thoughts before she could speak.

"What is the Cangji Gate? How dare you disrespect the suzerain."

"That's right, it doesn't matter whose territory it's on."

There were indignant voices from the disciples of the Hanyun Sect around. It turned out that no matter which group of disciples came, they had to salute the master Yunxu of the Hanyun Sect before they could sit down. He walked slowly to his seat and sat down calmly.

The author has something to say: Lin Ce will switch between Fengli and Shizun, and 2333 is looking forward to the day when he falls off the horse.

ps Find out about the speed of life and death, and it was finally sent out between twelve o'clock.Tomorrow I will be [-] more away from the flag, let alone smashing me to death with landmines