Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 185: Find the difference

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For a long time, Bian Hong Ling blinked a few times, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Originally, I first met Zhao Jiuge only because I saw Zhao Jiuge fight with Scars that day. Later, as my master took Zhao Jiuge seriously, I started to pay attention to Zhao Jiuge. The more I got along with Zhao Jiuge, The more I found the difference in the bones of this ordinary teenager. Although I have always liked Zhao Jiuge, I take care of him like my own brother.

But to this day, Bian Hong Ling's heart is a little touched. This feeling makes the two people get closer, but it is not the love of men and women, but family.

After adjusting her breathing, Tie Hong Ling gradually reduced the smile on her face, and her expression became serious. It did not seem to have changed much, but the eye mask was obviously different.

It seems that the atmosphere at this time is a bit silent, and Hong Ling gave a forced smile, deliberately avoiding this atmosphere, pretending to inadvertently insert the purple jade hairpin in her hand into her blue silk, "Let’s go, now Xuanwu Locking Spirit The formation has been set up and no outsiders can come in. Let’s go to the Deacon’s Hall to register now. Otherwise, the elder who was inspected will find out that you are late, but you will break this stitch forcibly because of your unknown identity."

Summoned his own fiery red flying sword, gently pulled Zhao Jiuge, and then the two of them stepped on the sword at the same time, and accompanied Hongling's words, "Tomorrow, I will call you three brothers to be coolies, for you Lay out the interior of the mountain.

After speaking, he smiled at the corners of his mouth. Until this time, the words of Bing Hong Ling began to increase. Perhaps only at this time, being alone with Zhao Jiuge, would Bing Hong Ling remove the cold mask, personality So.

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak, tied Hong Ling's sword and walked along, looking into the distance, their red skirts fluttered, setting out the dusty temperament.

And Zhao Jiuge lowered his head to think deeply. He stood upright in a blue sword robe. According to the truth, he is now a direct disciple, and his clothes are different, and he can wear whatever he likes, but because he has just become The disciple is personally passed on, so everything is still unknown.

Now that the mountain where I live has been resolved, the problem of spiritual practice will follow. Now I become a disciple of the master teacher, and the pressure is following it, not only from myself, but also from the present Because of different identities, you also need to pay attention to the eyes of others.

After sorting out the clues, Zhao Jiuge's heart stabilized a little bit. After the chores of the past few days were resolved, after understanding the inner door and knowing what he needed, he began to practice hard, condense the spirit pill, by the way Once in the founding sword hall to find Ou Yezi to forge his flying sword.

The sword embryo that I dream of has already been there, and there is a more precious essence of Frosty Luanfeng, Zhao Jiuge thinks of this, his heart is hot, especially the wings in the light group are struggling, even if the body has been lost, only the body is left. The spirit of Hanbing Luanfeng is still astonishing.

Bin Hong Ling cocked the corners of her mouth, secretly looking at the contemplative Zhao Jiuge, smiling gradually, suddenly a ripple in her heart.

The speed of the flying sword slowly slowed down, and the aura that curled up from the tail of the sword began to dissipate, and Hong Ling lightly tapped Zhao Jiuge's forehead, who was still in thought, "Here, I am still thinking about the prajna Woman?"

Zhao Jiuge woke up a little, and just wanted to explain whether he was thinking about cultivation, he suddenly saw the playful smile of Tie Hongling, and suddenly realized that the senior sister was molesting herself, her face turned red, and she just came. This is silent.

"Wait for me at the door first. I'll go and register for you. From now on, this Jiugefeng will belong to you." Bound Hongling put down Zhao Jiuge. After speaking, the corners of the skirt rippled slowly towards the deacon Don walked.

There are many peaks in the entire Xuantian Mountain Range, some are forbidden, some have been developed or have masters, and some of them belong to the mountain peaks of martial architecture, but they are connected by some huge fist-like iron chains. . As for the peaks that have not yet been developed, they are all unowned peaks reserved for direct disciples like Zhao Jiuge.

In a good mood, Zhao Jiuge stood idly at the door of the Deacon’s Hall, waiting for the senior sister to come out.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came to Zhao Jiuge from far to near. Zhao Jiuge didn’t care about it at first, but stopped when he heard the footsteps coming behind him. He turned around curiously, and suddenly found someone standing behind him. It turned out to be Zhang Ping persuading a young man several years older than himself.

This young man, Zhao Jiuge, has never seen him before, so he should not be a new disciple this year. At this moment, the young man wearing a light blue ink-washed gown, his mouth seemed to be smiling, his eyes looked at Zhao Jiuge curiously, his expression was a little strange, but he did not speak.

As for Zhang Pingquan, who was next to the youth, couldn't hide his hatred of Zhao Jiuge. He stared at Zhao Jiuge menacingly, his chest was slightly up and down, and when Zhao Jiuge turned his head, he immediately sneered, and said in a strange way, "I can't see it. , Suddenly became a disciple of the master teacher, why, come here to choose the mountain."

According to the truth, Zhao Jiuge and Zhang Pingquan didn’t have a big feast, only the last training camp, the fight on the top of Wuhuafeng Mountain, it was also because of factional disputes, but since then this Zhang Pingquan completely hated Zhao Jiuge, perhaps because the woman's eyes were too small.

Hearing Zhang Ping's words of persuading the yin and yang, Zhao Jiuge was too lazy to give her a good face, and replied blankly, "Every other, don't you also become the disciple of Xuanqifeng's head." At that time, what Zhao Jiuge saw was the young man next to him. He was a little confused about the identity of this person. He didn't take the initiative to speak when he saw him. Zhao Jiuge was even more puzzled, and from the clothing point of view, he should also be a personal disciple.

"Heh, even if the master's strength is high, if the apprentices are not strong, it is not a shame to be together." Zhang Ping persuaded him to laugh, and looked at Zhao Jiuge with disdain.

Zhao Jiuge suddenly raised his brows, Zhang Ping persuaded that there was something in the words, and his voice sank, "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, that is, what if your master is a teacher, but unfortunately your strength is not that good. At the beginning, you didn't rely on that girl in Wuhuafeng, so you had the opportunity to take advantage of it, or else the result is uncertain. "Zhang Ping advised the same tone.

Zhao Jiuge's face suddenly seemed to be dripping with gloomy, ugly and terrifying, but this is clearly to find the fault. Although I have always known that Xuan Tianfeng and the other two peaks are faintly incompatible, and have been fighting secretly in private, Zhao Jiuge couldn't think that Zhang Ping's persuasion was so direct this time, and someone must have supported her.

Immediately, Zhao Jiuge didn't give her face, and his eyebrows constricted.