Celebrating with everyone, everyone is watching. After a whole night of tormented waiting, the Xuanxu Sword School has finally released its list!
Zheng Weiqi was so nervous that she didn't sleep all night. Although she is a person of self-cultivation, she endured two days and two nights under the condition of extreme depression, mixed with high-intensity brain activity, and walked out of the door like a zombie wandering the city. At that time, Ning Ning was reminded of that sentence in an inopportune moment—
A ghost, the ghost of kendoism, roams the Xuanxu Sword Sect.
She has a very good relationship with Senior Sister, and since she released the list today, she naturally woke up early to accompany her.
Zheng Weiqi showed her excitement and nervousness when she got the results of the college entrance examination, vividly interpreting what it means to be "half bright and half sad". She couldn't wait to know the results, but she was worried that she would still not pass the test this time, and she couldn't even think of the door.
When I came to the academy, a large group of people had gathered at the place where the rankings were released.
Yuanshen had long since graduated from the Academy, and Ning Ning had almost never been here. Now that I have finally seen him, I can't help but look around curiously.
But seeing the towering Chong Pavilion, it stands proudly. The whole building is made of white jade, which has a sense of immobility and imposing manner.
Outside the White Jade Palace, the results of the literary test were displayed on the wall in a very traditional way. When the people dispersed a little, Zheng Weiqi took a few steps forward and walked straight to the bottom row.
The list will only announce the results of the passers. With Zheng Weiqi's level, if she is not found in the last few names, it must be a no-show.
Zheng Weiqi took a deep breath, looked at Ning Ning, and covered the last vertical row of names with her right hand.
At the end, he said solemnly in a tone of death: "Then I'll start! Drink!"
Following a low drink of unknown meaning, Zheng Weiqi moved her palm up, revealing a hidden name.
Two words, at a glance, you know it's not her.
Zheng Weiqi couldn't bear to look up any more, her wrists trembled and moved up one step.
is a man's name.
Further up, no.
Continue to move and move, it is not like.
No way.
Ning Ning's comforting and cautious voice came from behind: "Senior sister..."
These two words turned into a heavy hammer and slammed hard on the eardrum, forcing her to no longer have the energy to think. She took a step back and moved her palms from the list.
Looking around, I saw a large vertical row of names, like a dangling dragon. After she observed it carefully, not to mention the three words "Zheng Weiqi", there was not even a single surname of Zheng.
good guy.
This list is not indexed, and each row is slanted with different first and last names written on it. Zheng Weiqi looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally saw the words from the cracks. The two words "re-examination" were written all over the list.
Zheng Weiqi: …
She saw it completely.
"Looks like it won't happen again this time."
As a senior sister, even if there are all kinds of grievances in her heart, she cannot show it in front of her relatives. Zheng Weiqi tried her best to smile, turned to Ning Ning and said, "Let's wait for the next year. I'm used to it anyway, haha."
Ning Ning didn't mean to leave, but looked at her with beautiful almond eyes, pursed her lips and shook her head.
Then he raised his right hand and pointed to the middle of the list not far away: "Senior sister, where are you?"
- Not only did she fall off the list this time, but she also entered the middle level of the entire school, hanging in the center of a pile of densely packed names.
Zheng Weiqi was in a trance, and it took a while to realize the meaning of Ning Ning's words. When she turned around and saw the three [Zheng Weiqi] in black and white, her expression was even more sluggish like a dream.
is her name.
It's really her name.
Not dreaming.
It really hurts to pinch your face.
oh huh.
She's over-! ! !
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The ten method meeting is about to be held, and all the elite disciples of the major sects have left the mountains and headed to their destination, Luan City.
The Fa conference is held every 20 years, and it is intended to evaluate the true talents of the young talents in the cultivation world. By the way, it provides the disciples with the opportunity to compete against each other. After many rounds of competition, the top one in each realm is selected.
Ning Ning thinks, it's like a final exam, it always makes people feel a little nervous.
After Feizhou arrived in Luan City and packed up his luggage in the inn, it was time for free time.
The puja will be held tomorrow, and the city master of Luan City specially prepared a large dinner for this purpose.
Xuanxujian came early, and they had nothing to do at noon. In addition, the younger disciples lived in the mountains all the year round, and rarely came to such a famous big city. They only needed to respond in twos and threes, and they all ran to the streets.
As usual, although everyone was personally led by the master, He Zhizhou, the old parent who traveled around the world all day, was still missing, so he was assigned to Tian Xianzi.
"Ah, it's so refreshing! Life is beautiful! I can still do ten exam papers!"
Zheng Weiqi hasn't recovered from the impact of passing the literary test, she smirked while walking on the street: "I can pass the literary test this time, first of all, I would like to thank my brothers, brothers and sisters for their strong support. If it weren't for you, I would definitely I couldn't succeed. Secondly, I would like to thank the teachers and teachers who published the book. It was you who gave me a second chance to be a human being. Those subjects are my reborn parents! I will honor them for the rest of my life!"
He Zhizhou touched Ning Ning's arm quietly and lowered his voice: "How long has she been like this? Have you seen the doctor?"
Ning Ning shook his head.
In fact, Zheng Weiqi is now quite normal. When I saw my name on the list outside the school, I didn't bother to read it. I read it once, read it again, clapped my hands, laughed, and said directly: "Hey! Okay! I'm over! "
The whole is a comprehension version of Yifan Jinzhong's example.
It's just that this guy wasn't crazy enough to go to the muddy water. After the filming was over, he turned his head and hugged Ning Ning, flapping his tongue and running wildly.
If there is a background music for her, it must be the one that most people are familiar with [Cause we are the champions of the world! We are the champions my friends! ]
It was very fitting, as if it had grown out of Zheng Weiqi's mouth.
Luan City is huge, and the inn where the Xuanxu Sword Sect stayed is located in the busy city. As soon as you go out, you can see people coming and going, it is very lively.
Before Ning Ning could take a look at the whole city, he heard He Zhizhou let out a disgusting "tsk".
Following his incomparably contemptuous gaze, he saw the back of an unfamiliar man, with a slender figure, wearing a green shirt, and looking elegant and talented.
Aware that Ning Ning was also staring at the man, He Zhizhou twitched the corner of his mouth: "Look at the evil spirit all over his body, two bottles of air freshener can't hold back."
He has always been salted fish, and almost never showed such obvious disgust to anyone, Ning Ning was curious, and heard He Zhizhou add: "Do you remember, when I was a courtesan, I claimed to be from Wanjianzong, Was it torn down by one of their disciples on the spot?"
Ning Ning suddenly realized: "Could it be—"
"That's right."
He Zhizhou gritted his teeth: "It's that bastard Ye Zongheng!"
It turned out that the man was called Ye Zongheng.
"Junior Brother He, in the final analysis, you pretended to be Wanjianzong first. As a disciple of Wanjianzong, Ye Zongheng should reveal your identity."
Zheng Weiqi is worthy of being a senior sister. Although she is unconscious at this time, she still speaks to the point: "No matter who this matter is, it is impossible for you to humiliate the reputation of Wanjianzong in vain."
He Zhizhou's ears turned red with anger: "Senior Sister Zheng, you don't know something. That fellow is there to defend the reputation of Wanjianzong. It was clearly the former Hua Kui whom he had been pursuing so much that I robbed him of his name, and only to win the favor of that girl. Target me everywhere."
"If it's just that, it's fine. It's true that I was wrong. I'm convinced. But Ye Zongheng actually hired a group of strong men. When I came to the stage to sing, actually, actually—"
The more he talked, the more angry he became, and he clenched his fists: "To stand under the stage and blow the suona together! Is this something a human can do?!"
It's really not something ordinary people would do.
Ning Ning thought, if you really can't stand it, it's fine to hire someone to beat him directly. That Senior Brother Ye's way of revenge is to make trouble with the suona...
Quite refreshing.
While everyone was talking, the man in the blue shirt not far away shook his body and turned his head slightly.
Brother Ye Zongheng, who was so hated by He Zhizhou, had a face that was harmless to humans and animals.
A pair of round and clear dog eyes reminded people of delicious black grapes, and the baby face made him look childish and approachable, and there was even a little baby fat left on the white cheeks, like a white and tender steamed bun.
It is hard to imagine that such a person would be a frequent visitor to the brothel, and his brain does not seem to be very bright.
High-level cultivators can perceive the surrounding aura. Ye Zongheng is a direct disciple of Wanjian Sect, and he is even more sensitive to aura perception. When he turned around suddenly, the long sword around his waist suddenly shook.
The baby-faced youth raised his head vigilantly, facing the eyes of the entire group of Shangxuan Xujian Sect.
The first one was his nemesis He Zhizhou.
I saw that the thief laughed with high spirits and evil thoughts, and was slowly pacing forward, walking towards him with a bit of murderous intent.
Ye Zongheng's heart trembled, secretly saying something was wrong.
He Zhizhou obviously had bad intentions, and most likely he wanted to avenge him for hiring someone to play the suona.
Now he is alone, and his classmates are not nearby, and He Zhizhou is followed by several Xuanxu faction sword cultivators. If there is a fight, he will definitely be at a disadvantage.
hateful!
Seeing the other party getting closer and closer, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more unbridled. At the moment when the two were so close to each other and He Zhizhou was about to speak—
Ye Zongheng groaned suddenly, and the whole figure fell directly to the ground like a frozen ice lolly.
This sudden change made He Zhizhou a little confused, and he almost thought that the brother in front of him had some kind of disease.
But the next moment, I heard Ye Zongheng speak like a mosquito: "Help... Who will help me! He, he hit me!"
After he finished speaking, he pretended to be in excruciating pain, clutching his chest and pumping all over his body, but the thief's eyes were clearly provocative: "Haha, I didn't expect it, idiot! This is called attacking first!"
- This man can't seem to beat him, but he actually bumped into porcelain!
He Zhizhou knew that Ye Zongheng was a dog, but he never thought that someone could be so virtuous.
If this were in another place, he would definitely punch his fist without saying a word, but there are people coming and going here, and there are already a few passers-by staring at them both with surprise.
When he looked at him, he was full of panic and fear.
Ye Zongheng was lying on the ground like a dead fish, watching with satisfaction the face of his nemesis turned from white to blue, and finally added with a trembling voice: "No, you have to compensate me for the cost of my treatment."
There were so many eyes watching at the scene. According to He Zhizhou's character and assets, if he wanted to run away or argue with reason, it would only ruin the reputation of the Xuanxu Sword Sect in vain.
He had wanted to use this trick on He Zhizhou for a long time, to retaliate for the robbery of the Hua Kui's name.
Sure enough, the other party gritted his teeth after hesitating for a moment, and asked unwillingly, "How many spirit stones do you want?"
Ye Zongheng slumped on the ground pretending to be weak, raised his hand to count the number: "Not much, five thousand spirit stones will do."
"Five thousand?"
He Zhizhou was probably taken aback by this number, and took out his wallet to weigh it. After an extremely fierce ideological struggle, he handed the purse to him, and whispered in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "I don't have that many, you can take it for yourself."
Poor ghost.
Ye Zongheng sneered coldly, barely propped himself up and sat on the ground, raised his hand to take the money bag.
Unexpectedly, He Zhizhou didn't let go.
He frowned and impatiently increased his force, pulling the purse towards him.
Then at the same moment, He Zhizhou's earth-shattering voice sounded in his ears: "Help! Grab the money! What are you doing with my wallet!!!"
Haha, didn't expect it! idiot!
He Zhizhou's face was terrified, but his eyes were full of sneer.
What was his job before the crossing? Actor! This stinky boy, today I will show you what "Actor's Self-cultivation" is!
The situation reversed in an instant.
Ye Zongheng: Grass.
Unlike Ye Zongheng, who pretended to be weak and convulsed, He Zhizhou's voice was full of anger, and it also contained a little bit of panic and confusion, as if he would cry out loud in the next moment, very pitiful.
So the pedestrians who came and went stopped and looked in the direction where they were.
Ye Zongheng couldn't argue, and in a trance, he had heard someone pointing at him: "Forcibly robbing money in the street is a scum! Look at the sword around his waist, which sect disciple is he?"
He heard a blood in his heart and almost came up. If he failed, he had another plan in his heart.
Since He Zhizhou made up his mind to pull him into the water, don't blame him for being rude!
This thought hurriedly flashed, Ye Zongheng's brows twitched, his whole body was full of spiritual energy, and his sword intent was sharp. He Zhizhou noticed something, and was a little flustered.
No, is it because Ye Zongheng was so embarrassed that he wanted to fight directly because he was turned against the army
Not so much, bro! Obviously you touched the porcelain first!
Ye Zongheng's cultivation base has reached Nascent Soul, and he is naturally defeated by a little Jindan who only knows how to live by paddling.
Just as he was about to flee in a hurry, the opponent's sword qi was already threatening to flood the building.
Ye Zongheng himself.
He Zhizhou was stunned.
I saw Ye Zongheng crazily leaning back like he was sitting on a pirate ship. He was hit in the air with a blow, and after a gorgeous 360-degree turn, he fell heavily to the ground in a muddy posture.
Then he twitched like a broken rag doll, struggling to raise his right hand: "I'm just robbing you of your purse... Why are you, this dead hand... "
After speaking, the throat became hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
- Haha, I didn't expect it! He has this trick! Comparing his acting skills? Idiot He Zhizhou!
He Zhizhou: …
He Zhizhou: Grass! ! ! are you crazy! ! !
Ye Zongheng actually hurt the enemy a hundred and lost 20,000!
What a peerless genius! No need, really no need, bro!
"Help, kill!"
Where did the onlookers see such a shocking reversal of ghosts and gods, screams, sighs, and calls for help all over the place.
Ye Zongheng was still lying on the spot, pumping continuously, occasionally spitting out a mouthful of foamy blood.
He Zhizhou was in the center of the storm and had nowhere to escape, so many thoughts flashed through his mind.
He has performed Basic Law, Chinese TV History, Horror Comedy Country Love Story.
Mountain darkly, vista.
He still has a way to go!
"I hit you today!"
Amid the overwhelming discussion, He Zhizhou took a deep breath and cursed with tearful eyes: "If you hadn't stolen all the family's money, would our seriously ill mother die for no reason!"
The voices of the melon eaters were a little quieter.
He Zhizhou hated that iron could not become steel, and continued to scolded passionately: "Second brother! I know you love to go shopping in brothels, but my father can't even afford to eat, so he is waiting for the spiritual stone in my wallet to return to help! You are serious! Do you have the heart to snatch it away and give it all to that little pink girl!"
Xiao Taohong was the firework girl who was squeezed out of her oiran status by He Zhizhou.
But in just a few words, the situation was turned upside down.
The people around them scolded: "You have no conscience! If it were me, I would have to break your bones!"
Some people are even enthusiastic and have already made preparations for crowdfunding donations: "I wonder if there are enough spirit stones in the purse? It's too pitiful, I still have some spare money here, if you don't dislike it, take it home and give your father something good to eat. ."
Ye Zongheng heard the blood leaking out, and he wanted to get up and denounce these foolish people who listened to the wind as rain.
Well now, he has not only been beaten by himself, but he has also become the one who has been criticized and punished. It's really worth the loss, losing the wife and breaking the army.
He wanted to say a few more rebuttals, but suddenly noticed that the voices in the crowd were much quieter. Looking up, I saw the crowds of onlookers scattered to both sides, leaving an unobstructed passage.
A tall and tall young man dressed in a mysterious suit came slowly, and after roughly looking at the mess at the scene, he nodded and said solemnly: "Two, I am the criminal chief of the Luan City Criminal Court, and I heard that there is a I'm here to investigate the situation."
In short, the senior inspector of the city.
Ye Zongheng originally just wanted to fix He Zhizhou, but he didn't expect to invite this person. In a panic, he could only smile awkwardly: "This... no need."
After speaking, they secretly slandered, the two of them made trouble like this, even if they really wanted to check, they couldn't find anything tricky.
Nacheng thought Xuanfu youth made an oath: "I have listened to bystanders describe the incident in general. Although it is complicated, please don't worry about it."
He said in an aggravating tone, raised his eyes and glanced at a flying bird statue at the top of the city lord's mansion: "What do you all know, because women are frequently missing in the city, the city lord deliberately set a spell on the luan bird statue, which can monitor every aspect of the city. Every move in the corner is reproduced through the mysterious mirror - look at you two! That eyeball happened to turn to our side, and everything that happened just now must be well recorded."
Spell, Surveillance, Record.
He Zhizhou was about to vomit.
Looking up along his line of sight, he saw the emerald in Luan Bird's eyes staring straight at him, glittering dazzlingly in the sun.
Who would have thought that the two of them had been intriguing and intriguing for so long, only to find that the mantis catching the cicada oriole was behind, and the bird laughed wildly and photographed it to pieces: "Haha, I didn't expect it! Luan City has its own surveillance cameras. of!"
Unexpected, that is really unexpected.
He Zhizhou trembled: "No, no need!"
Ye Zongheng's eyes flickered: "This is too troublesome, why don't we negotiate it privately..."
The Criminal Division Envoy had an upright face, and said with a loud laugh: "It's okay! The way of the sky is clear, people can be deceived, but the heart cannot be deceived. The dispute between the two is so fierce that it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil by ordinary means. Today, I want to reveal all the truth to the public. Let the evildoer be invisible!"
As soon as he said this, he took out a mysterious mirror from his storage bag.
There are dozens of pairs of eyes present, all staring at the mirror.
First, Ye Zongheng's clumsy acting skills, before being touched by He Zhizhou, he stumbled and squatted.
Then He Zhizhou handed him the purse with his own hands, and then yelled "Someone is stealing the money" with a grim face.
The most exciting time was when Ye Zongheng's sword energy surged upwards, like a backflowing water, and he flew up to him.
The young man swirled and flew into the sky, and he landed leisurely under He Zhizhou's ashen expression, his long gown was flying like a flower and a dream.
Men will be silent, and women will cry. In an instant, the scene was silent, and the smile of the criminal officer dimmed a little as the picture progressed.
I thought it was a tragic story full of blood and tears.
As a result, the two movie kings competed with each other in their acting skills, rubbing everyone's IQ on the ground.
This one touch porcelain and anti touch porcelain, they played wonderfully by them.
After a while, someone finally hesitated and said:
"Ah this..."
"The actions of sword cultivators are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"I don't know which sect's disciples are, but they are really extraordinary - girl, do you know these two?"
Followed by a familiar female voice, extremely indifferent: "I don't know."
After her, another young man quickly answered: "Looking at their close relationship, they should be from the same sect. Our Wanjianzong has always been standing upright, how can a disciple be like this, haha."
Ye Zongheng's heart froze, and when he looked towards the source of the sound, he saw Su Qinghan and Xu Ye of the same sect.
Seeing him raise his head, a dog and a man and a woman turned their heads in unison, pretending to be strangers.
He Zhizhou couldn't close his mouth when he saw it, and laughed so hard: "Retribution! Poor! My comrades are so dear! My comrades won't—"
Before he could finish speaking, he lost his words and froze in place.
Led by Zheng Weiqi, after sensing his sight, my dear colleagues turned their heads with complicated expressions, pretending to be doing nothing and looking around at the scenery.
And their waists are empty, where can they see the shadow of the half-point sword.
—Why are you bastards hiding swords in storage bags! In order to leave his relationship with him, you don't even want to admit that you are a sword cultivator!
"The weather is great today."
Zheng Weiqi, who turned her head first, said, "Suitable for studying, I love studying the most. It's nice to be polite."
Meng Jue expressed regret: "I heard that Jianxiu's behavior is unusual, but seeing it today, it is really extraordinary."
Xiao Bailong blushed, and even the dragon's horns were dyed a light pink. When he thought of Senior Brother He's previous actions, he was so shy that he wanted to cry.
Ning Ning turned her face to the side, and her eyes went from He Zhizhou to Pei Ji next to her: "It's too much to make trouble in the street. Junior brother, what do you think?"
Pei Ji: "..."
Pei Ji: "I have never seen such a brazen person."
He Zhizhou's tears were weak and hurt.
Pei Ji! You traitor! The color makes the wisdom faint! ! !
"Please come with me."
The criminal minister said: "At that time, the elders of the sect will be informed to come and claim it in person. I don't know which sect and sect the two teachers are from?"
Ye Zongheng pretended to be strong, held back his tears and snorted coldly: "Can't you see it? My lord, I am from the Xuanxu Sword Sect, and Xuanxu is number one in the world."
He Zhizhou's eyes squinted and his mouth twitched. He didn't know that he thought he came from the Ivory Mountain to cultivate immortals: "Dagu, I am the disciple of Wanjianzong. If the fine will be fine later, we are all Wanjianzong. Afraid of pain."