Outside the sect, stood a blue-clothed girl about sixteen years old, with snow-like skin, a slender figure, an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a noble aura.
In terms of appearance and temperament, she is not weaker than Lu Qianqian at all.
Murong Xin.
The direct descendant of the Murong family in Tianhai City.
Possesses top-quality spiritual roots, and is a direct disciple of the Eleventh Elder of the Lily Sacred Sect.
Another identity is Xiao Zuiji's ex-fiancee.
It was unexpected that this kind of proud girl who combined beauty and aptitude to appear in front of the iron-bone sect mountain gate.
Murong Xin raised her head lightly, picked up the black hair on her forehead, looked at the man standing on the sentry tower in the distance with her starry eyes, and murmured: "It really is him."
Some time ago, when she went back to Tianhai City to visit her relatives, she heard that her ex-fiancé participated in the martial arts competition of Qingyang County and won the championship of the sect.
Xiao Zuiji was also looking at Murong Xin, and said with a heavy face, "Why is this woman here!"
Memories from five years ago emerge.
It was in the hall of the Xiao family, in front of all the clansmen, Murong Xin, accompanied by the elders of Baihe Shengzong, said indifferently: "I am here to withdraw the engagement."
The six words of indifference and arrogance are like a sharp arrow piercing deeply in Xiao Zuiji's heart, making him feel pain every time he thinks about it during the five years of wandering.
Xiao Zuiji has no feelings for his former fiancée, after all, he is married with his fingertips, and he only met once when he was a child.
But for a woman to withdraw the engagement, it is still in public, which is undoubtedly tantamount to trampling on her dignity.
Genius reduced to waste, he can accept.
Being expelled from the family is also acceptable to him.
I can't accept that when I am in trouble, even my fiancée will come to make amends and completely drive myself into the abyss.
Seeing Murong Xin again, remembering her proud face when you saw her, Xiao Zuiji really wanted to move the muzzle of the Type 88 sniper rifle and pull the trigger.
"Crunch."
At this moment, the red lacquered door opened, Su Xiaomo waved her hand and said, "Miss Murong, please come in."
Murong Xin frowned and said, "Aren't you heads to greet me personally?"
There was arrogance in the voice.
He has the right to be proud, after all, if he comes to the border of Qingyang County with the identity of the direct line of the Murong family, the high-level leaders of various factions will also welcome him.
Even the fifth-rate Cangshan sect will give way to the Baihe Sect.
Aiya, I go.
This woman is quite attractive, isn't she
Su Xiaomo said angrily: "Miss Murong, you are just a direct descendant of the Murong family, why did the head of my family welcome you in person?"
Patriarch, head of the sect, equal status.
The direct descendant of the family came to visit, but the head of the family did not come out to greet him, there was nothing wrong with it, it was very well behaved.
"Is it going to come in?"
Su Xiaomo said impatiently: "If you don't enter, I will close the door."
"snort."
Murong Xin let out a cold snort, and stepped in, with anger on his brows, he said to himself: "A nine-tier sect, he really takes himself seriously."
After walking in, seeing the large outer courtyard and the resplendent main hall, a trace of surprise flashed in his bright eyes, and he said, "This iron-frame school is quite impressive."
"only… "
Looking at the disciples practicing in the martial arts field, he said with disdain: "The aptitude is mediocre, the cultivation base is low, no matter how luxurious the sect is, it is only a low-level existence."
From this woman's arrogant behavior, it is enough to prove that Jun Changxiao's guess is right - the comer is not kind!
…
hall.
Murong Xin walked in, saw the first young man in white clothes, and said indifferently: "Are you the head of the Iron-Bone Sect?"
"good."
Jun Changxiao rested his elbows on the armrest, clasped his fingers together, and said with a smile: "I have long heard that my disciple has a fiancée who is unparalleled in beauty. When I saw her today, she really lived up to her reputation."
Li Qingyang's mouth twitched.
My head, you mentioned the word 'fiancee', didn't you intend to provoke her.
really.
Murong Xin's pretty face suddenly turned cold, and said: "Master Jun, I have no engagement with Xiao Zuiji, please don't make fun of it."
"That's right, that's right." Jun Chang slapped his forehead with a smile, pretending to remember, and said, "I forgot, my disciple and Miss Murong are no longer engaged. Hey, I am old and my memory is not good."
Embarrassingly poor acting.
"Miss Murong."
Jun Chang said with a smile, returning to the main topic: "This time I came to my iron bone faction, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing." Murong Xin said indifferently: "I just heard that the disciples of the head master of the sect won the top four in the martial arts competition, so I came here specially to see what is different."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "So that's how it is, Qingyang, call your Junior Brother Xiao over, and ask him to accompany Miss Murong to visit the Iron Bone Sect."
Li Qingyang broke down a bit.
"Head."
Xiao Zuiji appeared at the entrance of the main hall and said, "The disciple has already arrived."
…
Behind the mountain, among the peach forests.
Murong Xin stood in front of a peach tree, lightly poking the peach blossoms on the branches with her pale fingers.
Xiao Zuiji squatted on the stone, the 88-type sniper rifle was wrapped in a black cloth and placed beside him, so that the gun could not leave the person.
The beauty of the woman is unparalleled, and the handsome man is extraordinary, like a match made in heaven.
pity.
Under the beautiful picture, there is an awe-inspiring atmosphere.
After a long time.
Murong Xin put her hands behind her back, looked at Xiao Zuiji, and said, "You haven't opened your pulse yet?"
His tone was much calmer, not as proud as before.
Xiao Zuiji said indifferently: "Miss Murong, whether I have a pulse or not doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?"
Murong Xin was silent for a while, changed the subject, and said: "I told my grandfather back then that I wanted to call off the marriage, but the old man disagreed, so don't blame me for arbitrarily arguing to go to Xiao's house to call off the marriage."
"and… "
She paused and said, "I really didn't know that your spiritual roots and cultivation would regress, and I didn't know your situation in the Xiao family at that time."
Xiao Zuiji said lightly: "It has happened for a long time, you don't need to explain it to me."
Murong Xin plucked a peach blossom, plucked the petals and said, "For the past five years, people have thought that I, Murong Xin, went to your Xiao family to divorce because my fiancé has no aptitude and cultivation."
As he said that, he threw a bottle of elixir and said, "There are ten pulse elixir in it that increase the chance of opening a pulse. Let me compensate you for being impulsive when I was young."
"Is this pity for me?" Xiao Zuiji said.
Murong Xin remained silent.
Xiao Zui laughed at himself: "You, Murong Xin, are the proud daughter of heaven, and I, Xiao Zui, are just a piece of trash now, so naturally I can't afford it, please take Chongmai Pill away."
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)!"
"brush!"
Xiao Zuiji stood up, clenched his fists, and said word by word: "Murong Xin, the humiliation you gave me five years ago, sooner or later, I, Xiao Zuiji, will go to the Lily Sacred Sect to get it back!"
"Add a deadline!" Jun Chang laughed.
"ten years!"
"Too long!"
"Nine… "
"Okay, it's been three years!"
Xiao Zuiji: "..."
Murong Xin picked her hair and said with a smile: "Three years later, you want to come to Baihe Sacred Sect to find me?"
"good."
Xiao Zuiji stared coldly and said: "Three years later, I will take the divorce letter and go to the Baihe Sect to tell everyone that I, Xiao Zuiji, divorced you, not you, Murong Xin, who regretted the marriage!"
Murong Xin was taken aback.
She saw unprecedented firmness in this man's eyes, even when they first met, when they were still geniuses, she had never seen it before.
"Three years?"
Murong Xin said lightly: "Okay, I'll wait for you at the Baihe Sect."
As she said that, she turned and left, the broken peach blossoms fluttered, and the petals gradually separated in mid-air, which seemed to represent a pair that was once created in heaven, and today they completely parted ways.
"Miss Murong."
Jun Chang's laughing voice echoed in the back mountain: "I'm sorry to see you off soon."