(Note: 63 and 64 have been modified)
As Jian Xingzhi spoke, the warm evening breeze blew through his soft hair, and his facial features, which should have been cold, became slightly gentler.
Qin Wanwan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but at this moment, Nanfeng Cuilv Xie Gutang and his group rushed over. Many sword cultivators squeezed Qin Wanwan in the middle and shouted like they were chasing stars: "Brother Qin, give me an autograph!"
"Fellow Daoist Qin, please touch my sword and get some luck!"
"Fellow Daoist Qin! Look at me, Fellow Daoist Qin!"
Cui Lu and Xie Gu Tang moved quickly, protecting her in the middle, one on each side. Nan Feng led the way in front. Cui Lu held her hand and said excitedly, "Wan Wan, you are excellent! I have never seen such a fighting style before!"
“Don’t push!” Xie Gutang gave her spiritual power while raising his hand to block the crowd and make a path for her. “He’s still injured, don’t push!”
Qin Wanwan looked at the people around her with a smile. This was how sword cultivators always treated the strong. She also knew that when Jian Xingzhi was going to fight, countless fans came from far away to watch him.
She walked happily among the crowd, took the autograph with a smile, walked to the rest area, and began to bandage her wound.
Jian Xingzhi squatted by the river, pouring stones and looking at his little apprentice from afar.
He felt sad and heartbroken. He was so happy that Qin Wanwan was growing up so fast, but he was also sad that Qin Wanwan's fast growth meant that she would ascend quickly, and her fast ascension meant that the time for their life-and-death battle was getting closer.
He felt so heartbroken when he thought about having a fight to the death with Qin Wanwan, in which either he or she would die.
Jian Xingzhi's stones piled up into a small hill by the river. He squatted on one knee in front of the hill, looking at the high-spirited Qin Wanwan from afar, and suddenly thought - why not run away.
He had never been a deserter in his life. As long as someone issued a declaration of war, there was no fight he was afraid to fight.
But on this day, he suddenly found someone who was unwilling to draw his sword.
If Qin Wanwan was the Queen of Jishan, she would not need his help to ascend to heaven. It was only a matter of time.
He did not return to the fairyland, but stayed in this small world. From then on, she became the Queen of Jishan in the fairyland, and he stayed in the small world to continue wandering.
Occasionally I think about it and realize that I have loved you.
Thinking of this plan, Jian Xingzhi was instantly moved.
He made up his mind: "That's it. I'll get the Lian Xin Talisman and leave her immediately! I won't see her again."
"Why do you want to leave now?" 666 felt that Jian Xingzhi's idea was dangerous, so she quickly stopped him, "You can help her ascend before running away!"
"no."
Jian Xingzhi decisively refused. 666 didn't understand: "Why?"
Jian Xingzhi took another look at Qin Wanwan, who was shining in the crowd. Even though her face was bruised and stained, and her hair was disheveled, he still felt that every glance at her was shining.
Jian Xingzhi turned his head with difficulty, stiffened his neck, and admitted unwillingly: "I'm afraid that I like her more and more."
666: “…”
After 666 made some calculations, he felt relieved. The person who said this would definitely not be able to escape.
Jian Xingzhi did what he said. When he thought of a way out, he smiled and walked towards Qin Wanwan.
Qin Wanwan was signing autographs while injured, and the sword cultivators were too enthusiastic and didn't give her any time to heal.
Fortunately, they are all minor injuries and are not serious.
Jian Xingzhi stood outside the crowd, raised his hand and waved it. A sword intent flew out into the sky, and the sword intent turned into a transparent sword that hovered over the heads of the sword cultivators. All the sword cultivators took a deep breath and cried out in shock, "There is actually such a sword intent!"
As he spoke, the sword cultivator chased the sword to the surrounding area. Suddenly, there was an empty space beside Qin Wanwan. She was signing, and before she could react, she felt someone's shadow falling on her.
Qin Wanwan looked up in surprise, and saw Jian Xingzhi kneeling on one knee, looking at her with a smile: "I will heal you?"
Thinking about the quarrel in the morning, and looking at Jian Xingzhi's smile, Qin Wanwan was a little scared: "You...what conspiracy do you have?"
"I want to praise you for your good fighting skills."
Jian Xingzhi took her hand and gave her spiritual power to heal her wounds, praising her: "Today's battle was very spiritual, Wanwan, you will definitely be a first-class swordsman in the future!"
“Thank… Thank you.”
Qin Wanwan stuttered, not daring to move. Jian Xingzhi lowered his eyes and after healing her, he helped her up and said, "Go back and rest."
The finals were held in ten days, leaving time for Qin Wanwan and others to recover from their injuries. This final included four people, Qin Wanwan, Yan Wushuang, and two other unknown contestants.
When Qin Wanwan returned to Ning Mansion, she received a gift from Ning Buyan. Jian Xingzhi accepted the gift and sent the man away, and Qin Wanwan was able to rest.
After Qin Wanwan rested, Jian Xingzhi sat in the room and began to think. He had to make a foolproof plan to ensure that he could get the Lianxin Talisman this time, and then let him regain his freedom and fly away.
While Jian Xingzhi was racking his brains to come up with a big plan, on the other side, the people from Giant Sword Villa gathered together.
"Brother, this woman is really too powerful," a disciple sighed, "You definitely can't beat her."
"You farted!"
The Golden Sword Boy sat on the table and said angrily: "Yan Wushuang can't beat her, so he should just commit suicide!"
"You haven't won yet," Yan Wushuang immediately counterattacked upon hearing this, "Why do you only want me to commit suicide?"
"You are my senior brother," said the Golden Sword Boy as if it was a matter of course, "Isn't it natural that I am worse than you? Besides, it's not that I can't win today, it's that I..."
"You stepped on her face." Yan Wushuang got a headache when he said this.
The Golden Sword Boy nodded: "Yes, so just don't step on it next time."
Yan Wushuang said nothing, with a sad face. Everyone looked at him. One of the disciples trembled in fear: "Brother, for the sake of our food supply for the second half of the year, why don't we break the law once."
"What illegal things are you planning to do?" The boy with the golden sword turned around and looked over.
The disciple swallowed and said, "On the day of the competition, we will go and stop her in advance!"
"Isn't this too arrogant? And she has so many bodyguards around her, can you stop her?"
This made everyone fall into deep thought. Yan Wushuang knocked on the table and said, "Actually, I have already prepared this plan."
All the disciples looked over with doubtful eyes. Yan Wushuang pretended to be serious and slowly turned his head to look at the gate of the dilapidated temple: "I'm waiting for someone, and this person is finally here!"
As he spoke, a disciple led an old man into the dilapidated temple. The disciple was in high spirits, while the old man was dressed in a servant's clothes and looked very imposing. He stood at the door with a look of deep hatred and bitterness written all over his face.
"This is?"
The Golden Sword Boy looked bewildered. Yan Wushuang raised his hand and said, “Bring him up.”
The disciple led the old man into the dilapidated temple, and everyone in Giant Sword Villa stared at the old man.
"Tell me your name!" Yan Wushuang said in a very imposing manner.
Jun Shu raised his hand and bowed to everyone: "Wuming."
"What job do you do now?"
"Ning Mansion's professional sweeper."
"Do you understand my request?" Yan Wushuang narrowed his eyes.
Jun Shu nodded: "The Taoist friend just told me that you guys need to find someone to drug Qin Wanwan, right?"
"That's right," Yan Wushuang nodded, took out a bottle of medicine and put it on the table, "On the night before the finals, you gave her this bottle of medicine. She will sleep for a whole day and night, and she will not wake up no matter what means you use. So don't worry, we are not asking you to kill anyone."
"I know."
Jun Shu took the medicine immediately.
"How much?" Yan Wushuang saw Jun Shu was so straightforward and couldn't help but feel a little scared. "You agreed so readily, do you want to increase the price?"
"No." Jun Shu shook his head, "I'm free."
"Free?" Yan Wushuang's eyes widened. "Why?!"
"Because," Jun Shu's eyes were filled with hatred, "Qin Wanwan and I have an irreconcilable feud!"
Hearing this, Yan Wushuang became even more frightened. He and the Golden Sword Boy exchanged a glance, then emphasized to Jun Shu: "We really don't kill people."
"I understand, don't worry, I just want her to have a taste of defeat. But let me make this clear first," Jun Shu frowned, "Her mental ability seems to be different from that of ordinary people, is there any problem with this medicine?"
"No problem," Yan Wushuang explained quickly, "She and I have the same mental method. I understand that this medicine can be used even by a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. It is also colorless, odorless, and harmless. It has no other disadvantages except being expensive. Just one-fifth of it can make a person sleep for a day. If you take a bottle, she can sleep for five days. So you can try a few more times," Yan Wushuang requested seriously, "Remember to succeed every time."
"Do not worry."
Jun Shu's expression was very cold: "I will succeed. Even so, I have to go back to sweep the floor. Goodbye!"
Having said that, Jun Shu held the medicine bottle and turned to leave.
The people at Giant Sword Villa felt uneasy when they saw the old man's frail figure.
"No... Is it okay?"
Yan Wushuang couldn't help but murmur.
The boy with the golden sword raised his hand and hit him on the head: "If there is any problem again, you will commit suicide to make amends!"
Jun Shu walked out of the dilapidated temple holding the bottle. He sneered while holding the bottle.
He was originally waiting for Qin Wan to come back at the gate of Ning Mansion, wanting to take a closer look at her, but he didn't expect someone to come up to him stealthily and offer him money to do something. The man was very stupid, and he figured out in just a few words that they wanted to harm Qin Wan.
Even though Qin Wan is fickle now, she is his after all. If you want to harm her, you have to go through him!
So he deliberately cooperated, infiltrated the enemy, and finally found out their plan.
He will not give this bottle of potion to Qin Wanwan. If Qin Wanwan wants to get first place, then of course she should get first place!
He will still give her this little bit of favor.
Jun Shu thought about it and quickly decided who the bottle of medicine should belong to. If Qin Wanwan doesn't need it, then give it to Xie Gutang!
Jian Xingzhi must be hating Xie Gutang to the core now, but he never had the chance to take action. Now he is giving him a chance, and this time, Jian Xingzhi may succeed.
Jun Shu made a plan and went to the yard. He began to crouch down and call "cuckoo, cuckoo" at the place where he and Jian Xingzhi had agreed to meet.
When Jian Xingzhi heard Jun Shu calling, he knew that the old man had something to talk to him about. He went out of boredom and said lazily, "What?"
"Daojun, you didn't kill Xie Gutang in Yue Lao Temple last time. Was it because you didn't have the chance?"
When Jun Shu saw Jian Xingzhi, he immediately looked serious. Jian Xingzhi nodded as he spoke: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Daojun, I got you something good," Jun Shu said, holding the potion in front of Jian Xingzhi, "This potion, even if a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage drinks it, will fall into a deep sleep. With just one-fifth of it, they can sleep for a whole day and won't be awakened. If you feed the potion to Xie Gutang, you'll have a chance to kill him quietly!"
Jian Xingzhi didn't say anything when he heard this. He just stared at the bottle of potion and suddenly thought, if this potion is useful for Qin Wanwan and harmless to her body, wouldn't it be much easier for him to steal things
Thinking of this, Jian Xingzhi suddenly felt grateful to Jun Shu.
He snatched the potion away, patted Jun Shu on the shoulder, nodded and said, "Thank you, I will never let you down. Next time if you have anything good, remember to look for me."
"Okay, then I wish you a successful start and kill Xie Gutang!"
"Yes." Jian Xingzhi nodded, "I can do it for sure! The leaves over there have fallen again, go and sweep them up quickly."
"Okay, I'll get busy then. Goodbye, Daojun."
Jun Shu said this and left with the broom.
Jian Xingzhi took the medicine bottle, took it out and smelled it.
It was indeed harmless, but he was still worried. After thinking about it, he decided to try it first. After confirming that it was harmless, he would give it to Qin Wanwan.