Jiang Chu's eyes were fixed on Si Ling.

His mood suddenly became bright and cheerful, and his appetite increased.

He ate the bun in his hand bite by bite, and every bite was filled with intoxication.

Jiang Chu's smiling eyes were like two crescent moons, illuminating everything around him.

Si Ling was eating the bun in his hand, but his eyes were intentionally or unintentionally looking at the man who was enjoying the food.

A soft feeling arose in my heart.

The two walked out of the busy bun shop together, passed through the bustling crowd, and finally came to a remote and desolate mountain.

Si Ling waved his hand first, accompanied by a dragon roar.

His double dragon swords emerged from the void like two nimble dragons and surrounded him.

Jiang Chu was not to be outdone. His puppet sapling followed closely behind and slowly rose up.

The emerald green leaves sparkle with vitality in the sun.

They slowly rose into the air, Si Ling floated in the air, and Jiang Chu followed closely behind, the two keeping a distance from each other.

Jiang Chu slightly increased his spiritual power, trying to keep his flying speed consistent with Si Ling.

Si Ling seemed to have noticed something and stopped flying very fast, slowing down the speed of his Double Dragon Sword.

Jiang Chu's eyes fell on the Double Dragon Sword at Si Ling's feet. There were two golden dragons hovering on the hilt of the sword.

Emitting a faint cold light.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Si, your sword is so domineering."

Si Ling turned his head, a light flashed in his deep eyes, but he did not respond immediately.

Jiang Chu didn't mind.

He continued, "I don't know what level my puppet tree can reach in the future. Anyway, I'm afraid that today's competition will make people laugh at me again."

Si Ling's gaze fell on the emerald green puppet tree at Jiang Chu's feet, and stopped in mid-air.

Then he turned to Jiang Chu and asked calmly, "Don't you have the Jiang family's inheritance?"

Jiang Chu frowned, then shook his head, indicating that he did not inherit the family heritage.

Si Ling stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Jiang Chu's head.

Si Ling's spiritual power was like a warm spring breeze, gently enveloping Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu did not resist at all and accepted the investigation with complete trust.

A hint of surprise flashed in Si Ling's eyes, and his spiritual power carefully probed into Jiang Chu's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, just when Si Ling wanted to investigate further, a powerful spiritual power suddenly burst out and knocked him back.

Si Ling frowned slightly, withdrew his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Your inheritance is in the sea of ​​consciousness, but it seems to be sealed by some power and has not yet been activated."

Jiang Chu didn't have much desire for the so-called inheritance, he just smiled faintly.

Said to Si Ling: "Those things are not important to me."

Si Ling did not force them. Everyone had their own aspirations, so the two continued to move forward.

Jiang Chu is like a little robot that is always full of energy.

He kept telling Si Ling all kinds of interesting stories, which added a lot of fun to the journey.

When they arrived at the Longyin Immortal Palace, Jiang Chu was still smiling and following Si Ling closely.

The two figures looked particularly harmonious in front of the magnificent building of the Immortal Palace.

On the outskirts of Longyin Immortal Mansion, whispers spread quietly in the air like tiny ripples.

Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise and confusion, and they were whispering to each other.

It seemed like they were discussing the absolutely impossible combination of Jiang Chu and Si Ling.

“Jiang Chu and Si Ling, did I see it wrong?” A disciple rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

"You're not mistaken, but Si Ling has always been aloof. Apart from his second junior brother Sheng Yichen, with whom he has had a long-standing friendship, he hardly gets close to anyone." The disciple next to him responded in a low voice, with confusion in his tone.

"It's possible that Jiang Chu was just being shameless and sticking to him, just like he did to Senior Brother Li Xiu..."

"This Jiang Chu is so annoying. He sticks to Si Ling like a piece of taffy. I don't understand why he is so shameless." Someone grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Jiang Chu seemed to be completely immersed in his communication with Si Ling and did not hear the discussions around him.

We were having a great time talking.

Si Ling's steps suddenly stopped. He turned his head and pointed his cold gaze like a sharp sword at the disciples who were talking.

His eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty, which made the whispers stop abruptly.

The surrounding aura seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force, becoming heavy and depressing.

Under the influence of this targeted pressure, the blood of several disciples who were gossiping about others surged and their faces turned pale, as if they were being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand.

Jiang Chu noticed Si Ling's pause and also stopped. His eyes were full of confusion and he looked around, but saw only silence.

"Hmm? Senior Brother Si, what's wrong?" Jiang Chu's voice was filled with confusion. He looked at Si Ling, trying to find the answer from his expression.

Si Ling glanced back at him, a gentle light flashing in his eyes that he himself didn't even notice: "It's okay, let's go."

Jiang Chu smiled brilliantly, as bright and blazing as the spring sunshine: "Okay, let's go."

They walked into the hall one after another, and everyone's eyes were all directed at them as if drawn by some tacit understanding.

Jiang Chu was already used to such looks, and he didn't care.

Anyway, other people’s opinions can’t extend his lifespan. He now just wants to build a good relationship with Si Ling and give himself a chance to survive.

When Jiang Chu wanted to continue following Si Ling, a cold voice interrupted him from the side: "Jiang Chu, Longyin Immortal Mansion is over here."

Jiang Chu came back to his senses and scratched his nose.

He glanced at Lu Shuyan, whose face turned black, then at Si Ling, and whispered, "Senior Brother Si, I'll go over first."

Si Ling nodded slightly, without looking back, and went straight back to his seat.

His back looked particularly cold and arrogant in the hall, yet full of a kind of coldness that kept strangers away.

Jiang Chu turned around and walked towards the Longyin Immortal Palace.

Just sat down in my seat.

Lu Shuyan spoke coldly, with unquestionable severity in his voice:

"Stay away from Si Ling."

"That's not someone you can afford to mess with."

Lu Shuyan continued, his tone revealing a warning to Jiang Chu, but more of a taboo towards Si Ling.

Jiang Chu frowned slightly, and a feeling of discomfort surged in his heart.

His voice was a little defensive: "Big Brother, do you think I'm messing around again?"

Lu Shuyan snorted coldly, as if he was already accustomed to Jiang Chu's behavior: "Who knows what tricks you will play this time."

Second brother Mo Yao also came over, his voice sounding tired.

But more of it was his concern for Jiang Chu: "Jiang Chu, there is a limit to making trouble. The Yougu Yin Sect and the leaders of our Longyin Immortal Mansion have always been on good terms."

"No matter how unhappy you and Li Xiu are, it will not cause a dispute between the two factions." Mo Yao's words revealed his concern for Jiang Chu, but also implied helplessness.

"But the Yunyin Sword Sect is the first of the five sects. They are all domineering and not as easy to talk to as the Yougu Yin Sect."

Mo Yao's words made Jiang Chu feel the pressure clearly, and he realized that he might have really touched the sensitive boundary between the sects.

The relationship between the five sects is complicated. In times of chaos, they united to face the outside world. However, the demons have been suppressed for decades...

As soon as the second senior brother finished speaking, the third senior brother Feng Xiang also chimed in.

His voice was serious: "Jiang Chu, Si Ling really can't be provoked. Even if the three of us brothers come forward at the same time, Si Ling will not give us face.

"The most important thing is that none of us can beat him." Mo Yao shrugged. If we could beat him, we could talk it over.

Who can beat that pervert Si Ling?

Jiang Chu felt mixed emotions, he knew that his senior brothers' words were out of concern for him.

But he also knew that the relationship between him and Si Ling was not as simple as they imagined.

At present, he can be sure that Li Xiu and Lin Wan'er are people with high luck values. The only one left is Si Ling.

The luck values ​​of his several senior brothers are not even half of those of these three.

He can't live without Si Ling, nor can he give up contacting Si Ling.

But how to explain the system, how to explain the possession of bodies, and how to explain that he is not Jiang Chu?

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