Chapter 232

For a long time, tie Hongling blinked a few times, and suddenly burst out laughing.

At first, I got to know Zhao Jiuge only because I saw Zhao Jiuge fighting with scar on that day. Later, with my master's attention to Zhao Jiuge, I also paid attention to Zhao Jiuge. The more I got along with Zhao Jiuge, the more I found the differences in this ordinary boy's bones. Although Zhao Jiuge has always been more favorable, as his brother to take care of.

But today, tie Hongling's heart is touched. This feeling makes the two people closer to each other, but not the relationship between men and women, but the family relationship.

After adjusting her breath, she gradually calmed down the smile on her face. She looked serious. It seemed that there was no big change, but the eye film was obviously different.

"Good to you. That's because you are my younger martial brother. I like this purple jade hairpin very much." Tie Hongling's words are subtle. With her cool nature, she won't say too much, and she doesn't know how to say it. But as Zhao Jiuge said, it's good to keep some things in mind.

It seems that the atmosphere at this time is a little silent. Tie the red Ling farfetched and smile, deliberately avoiding this atmosphere, and pretending to inadvertently insert the purple jade hairpin in his hand into his green silk, "go, now the Xuanwu lock spirit array has been arranged, and no outsiders can come in. We are going to register with the Deacon hall, otherwise we will be late, and the elder will find that the reason is that I broke the needling technique because I didn't know your identity

He called out his red flying sword and gently tugged at Zhao Jiuge. Then the two of them stepped on the sword at the same time, and accompanied by the words of binding Hongling, "I will call your Third Elder martial brother to be coolie tomorrow and arrange the interior of the mountain for you.

After that, she also raised her smile. Until this time, tie Hongling's words became more and more. Maybe only at this time, when she was alone with Zhao Jiuge, she would take off her cold mask, which is due to her personality.

Along the way, both of them did not speak. They bound their red silk swords and looked out into the distance. Their red skirts fluttered, setting off their earthy temperament.

Zhao Jiuge looked down and thought deeply. He stood upright in a blue sword robe. According to the truth, he has become a disciple of his own, and his clothes are different, and he can wear whatever he likes. But because he has just become a pro disciple, everything has not been understood.

Now the mountain where I live has been solved, followed by the problem of practice. This has become the leader of the disciple, and the pressure is also coming. Not only is the pressure from myself, but also because of the different identity, we need to pay attention to other people's eyes.

After sorting out the clue, Zhao Jiuge's mind was a little stable. After finishing the chores in the past few days and knowing what he needed, he began to practice well and condense the elixir. By the way, he went to the sword casting hall to look for ou Yezi to forge his own flying sword.

Zhao Jiuge's dream of sword embryo has already been created, and the more precious soul of cold ice Phoenix. Zhao Jiuge's heart is very hot when he thinks of this, especially the wings struggling in the light group. Even if the cold ice Phoenix who has lost his body and only has the essence of soul, his momentum is still amazing.

Tie Hongling cocked her mouth and secretly looked at Zhao Jiuge, who was deeply absorbed in thought. Her smile grew stronger and her heart suddenly felt a ripple.

The speed of the flying sword slowly slows down, and the light from the tail of the sword begins to dissipate. Tie Hongling gently taps Zhao Jiuge's forehead, which is still thinking about the woman named Prajna

Zhao Jiuge wakes up a little. He just wants to explain whether he wants to open his mouth or not. When he is thinking about the practice, he suddenly sees the bantering smile of tie Hongling, and suddenly realizes that the elder martial sister is teasing herself. Her face turns red and she simply doesn't say a word.

"Wait for me at the door first. I'll register it for you. After that, the jiugefeng will belong to you." Tie Hongling put down Zhao Jiuge. After that, her skirt rippled and walked slowly toward the Deacon hall.

In the whole Xuantian mountain range, there are many peaks, some of which are forbidden areas, some of which have been developed or have been owned. Some of the peaks belonging to the sect buildings are connected with each other by some huge iron chains as thick as fists. As for the mountains that have not been developed, they are all those without owners, which are reserved for the disciples like Zhao Jiuge to live in.

Zhao Jiuge, in a good mood, stood idly at the door of Deacon hall, waiting for the elder martial sister to come out.

All of a sudden, a burst of footstep sound came to Zhao Jiuge from far to near. Zhao Jiuge didn't care, but when he heard the footstep coming behind him, he stopped. He turned around curiously and suddenly found that Zhang Ping, who was several years older than himself, was standing behind him.

Zhao Jiuge, a young man, has never met him. He should not be a new disciple of this session. At the moment, the young man in a light blue ink and wash shirt looks at Zhao Jiuge curiously with a pair of eyes. His expression is a little strange, but he doesn't speak.

As for the young man, Zhang Pingquan couldn't hide his hatred of Zhao Jiuge. He glared at Zhao Jiuge fiercely, and his chest rose and fell slightly. Seeing Zhao Jiuge turning back, he immediately sneered and said, "I can't see. I suddenly became the leader's disciple. Why, I came here to choose the mountain."According to the truth, Zhao Jiuge and Zhang Pingquan didn't have a big festival. The only thing was that when he was at Wuhua peak last time, they had a big fight. It was also because of factional disputes. But after that, Zhang Pingquan completely hated Zhao Jiuge, perhaps because he was too small-minded for women.

After hearing Zhang Ping's advice to her, Zhao Jiuge didn't want to give her a good face. She responded with a blank expression, "well, you're also a disciple of xuanqifeng." When he spoke, Zhao Jiuge saw the young man beside him. He had some doubts about the identity of the man. He didn't take the initiative to open his mouth. Zhao Jiuge was even more puzzled. In terms of clothes, he should also be a disciple himself.

"Ah, even if the master's strength is high, if the apprentice's strength is not good, it's not a shame." Zhang Ping sneered and looked at Zhao Jiuge with disdain.

Zhao Jiuge immediately eyebrows a pick, Zhang Ping advised seems to have words, voice a sink, "what do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean that your master is in charge of teaching. Unfortunately, your strength is not so good. You didn't rely on that girl at the beginning of wuhuafeng, so you had a chance to take advantage of it. Otherwise, the result may be uncertain." Zhang Ping advised the same tone.

Zhao Jiuge's face suddenly gloomy, as if to drip water, ugly terrible, this is clearly put to find fault. Although she always knew that xuantianfeng and the other two peaks were indistinctly incompatible and had been fighting openly and secretly, Zhao Jiuge did not expect that Zhang Ping's advice was so direct this time that she must be supported by someone.

Immediately, Zhao Jiuge also did not give her face, direct sword eyebrow congealed.

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