Do you two dare to have a good relationship?

Seeing the mahogany card that Duan Hong was holding, Yun Lian was shocked: "Why do you have this too?!"

Duanhong heard the implication: "Yeah?"

"I'll tell you later," Yun Lian waved his hand, pointing to his mahogany card, "Let me tell you where you got it from."

After hearing what happened, Yun Lian sighed deeply: "It's not easy for you, by the way, I found out that this inn makes good wine in the morning, wait a minute, I'll get you a pot."

After saying that, he ran out of the house, and was quickly caught by Feng Su.

Feng Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry, how did the younger brother go to order wine for Duanhong, he clearly wanted to drink it in the name of others, and he didn't know why he was so addicted to alcohol at such a young age, he just smelled the smell of wine downstairs, and told others The wine on the table was salivating, if he hadn't stopped him, he would have thrown himself into the wine tank.

Rubbing Yun Lian's head, Feng Su's attitude was very clear: don't go, don't drink!

Duanhong went in without knowing it, but he was not interested in wine, so he also stopped him: "No, I won't drink."

Yun Lian had no choice but to sit back on the chair, unable to lift his spirits listlessly, Feng Su endured not to let his heart soften, thought for a while, and made him a pot of fragrant scented tea.

Yun Lian took a sip and asked Duanhong: "Is there anything special about the spirit sword recast from the fragments of Jiekong sword? Why are so many people interested?" Happy hunting.

Duan Hong nodded and said: "You must also know that the magic weapons used by people who practice Taoism are divided into four categories: treasures, dharma, spirits, and gods. The power is also the most powerful. There are no more than eight artifacts in the entire cultivation world, five of which are the treasures of the five sects, and the other three are outside, all in the shape of swords, and one is a pillar of heaven, supporting the cultivators in this world The road to immortality ascending to the upper realm; the second one was sunk into the depths of the Nine Nether Seas and used as the gate of the eye to seal the karmic fire; the third one is Jiekong, the only sword that has ever appeared in the secular world , and was tragically destroyed in the struggle of monks, and the fragments were scattered everywhere. So far, monks are looking for it everywhere, hoping to obtain the remaining power of the divine sword."

"All in all, it's not a bad spirit weapon, and only true disciples of the inner sect are eligible to obtain it in the Qing Xuanzong...you two don't need to worry, when your cultivation reaches the peak of foundation establishment, you can hold the jade token of the sect Go to the Miaofa Temple to pick up the spiritual weapon. Don't bother with Yuchen, he won't delay your practice."

While summing up, Jian Ling stabbed his master smoothly.

On the same boat, Yun Lian slid along the pole: "Who is Yuchen, isn't brother Hong and you the master of me and senior brother?"

Duan Hong paused, his eyes flustered, then he straightened his face and said stiffly: "I would have been pissed off if I wanted to have a disciple like you."

Yun Lian smiled, tugged at Feng Su's sleeve, pointed at Duan Hong, and said fearlessly, "Senior Brother, this is typical duplicity. He taught us to practice, but we can't learn this. Treat relatives and friends Be gentle with the person you like, pick your nose and eyes all day long, what's the matter if you can't say a nice word?"

Feng Su suppressed a smile, and hurriedly pulled his junior brother behind him, avoiding Duan Hong's hand that was reaching out to grab him from embarrassment.

Duan Hong was angry: "You just protect it, sooner or later this little bastard will get used to it!"

Duanhong slammed the door and left, Yun Lian recalled the legend of the Excalibur, and suddenly found a problem.

Duanhong is undoubtedly one of the divine swords, but with three divine swords, one supports the pillar of heaven, the other seals the karmic fire, and the other breaks the body and eliminates the soul, what will Duanhong be...

But now there is no way to catch up and ask, besides, it is not necessary to know, Yun Lian was only curious for a while, and then put the question behind her.

Duanhong went downstairs to return to the room, came to the door, the door next door creaked, looked down, and as expected, a little snow-white fox came out with its head poking its head.

Looking at each other, the little fox put on a reserved and elegant posture, and Chongduanhong nodded.

A strange feeling of anxiety arose in his heart again, Duanhong nodded perfunctorily in response, pushed the door and was about to enter the room, when suddenly the wind rang in his ears, and the little fox suddenly jumped up and rushed towards him.

Duan Hong turned sideways, and slapped the little fox aside with a flick of his sleeve.The little fox rolled a few times, but fortunately there was a thick blanket in the corridor, so it was not injured.

The little fox finally stood firm, and immediately rushed back.But this time he didn't dare to pounce on Duanhong again, but jumped to the opponent's feet, staring at something on him and screaming anxiously.

What Xinghe stared at was the red thread hanging from Duanhong's cuff.Duanhong noticed it, pulled the red thread and took out a mahogany card, waved it in front of Xinghe, and asked, "Do you want this?"

The little fox's head turned into a rattle. This is the certificate for participating in the spirit sword competition to recruit relatives. What does he want this thing for? Miss Qin San is his younger sister, half-sister!

He cried out mournfully, and eagerly asked why his sweetheart brought this, was he planning to participate in the Spirit Sword Conference, and wanted to marry his sister?

It's a pity that Duanhong is not Yunlian, and he doesn't understand the fox's bark, let alone his understanding. The little fox's crying eyes made him impetuous. Picking up the hem of his clothes by his feet and kicking the little hair balls away, he really can't do it without injustice or hatred.

One head and two big, bent down to pick up the little fox, Duan Hong walked to the next door and knocked on the door, calling: "Mr. Qin Si?"

The door was not closed tightly, it opened as soon as it was touched, Duan Hong yelled a few times, walked in, looked around, there was no one in the room.

The caretaker was not there, and Duanhong felt a little headache while holding the little fox.

Xinghe finally realized the problem of the language barrier, he gave up calling, and was trying to reach Duanhong's sleeve with his front paws, trying to break through the universe in the sleeve and get out the wooden sign that the opponent kept inside.

The sweetheart is going to participate in the younger sister's martial arts contest to recruit relatives or something, no, no, absolutely not allowed!

"What are you doing?"

His actions were discovered by Duanhong, and the little fox was put on the table.

Duanhong reached into his sleeve and took out the wooden card again, Xinghe jumped up to grab it, Duanhong retracted his hand and said: "I can't give this to you, I promised someone else, I have to go to the Spirit Sword Conference in three days."

Xinghe froze and sat still.

Who do you promise, third sister? If you promise, third sister will definitely marry her?

Thinking about it, the third sister is beautiful and talented, there is no one in the Qin family, or even in the whole Qingyuan City, who would not like her.

The little fox refused to give up, straightened his upper body, raised his front paws and hugged Duanhong's wrist.

He opened his mouth, but before he could utter a sound, tears rolled down his face.

Duan Hong was stunned, a little at a loss.

It's not that there are no monsters who have cried in front of him, weeping in a low voice in a hypocritical manner, and wailing in a pretentious manner, but they are all means to deceive sympathy and escape punishment.

But the tears of the little fox are obviously different. The other party seems to be startled by his own tears. He draws back his front paws and keeps wiping his face, clenching his teeth and sobbing desperately. But the more this is the case, the more tears are broken. fell down.

Duanhong began to seriously reflect on what she had done up until now.

Are you swearing?

Nothing.

Did you say something hurtful?

...probably not.

Have you done it yet?

...ah, that was an accident.

Did you do something hurtful?

... I don't know if it counts as refusing to hand over the mahogany card?

Duan Hong frowned, looked at the little fox who was crying more and more fiercely, and almost drowned himself, stretched out his hand, and wiped away the tears that had just rolled from his eyes with his fingertips.

The touch of the tears is moist and lukewarm, not annoying.

The little fox seemed to be frightened by his sudden action, tilted his head and forgot to cry for a while, and stared at him blankly.

Duanhong shook the wooden sign and asked, "Is that all you want?"

Speaking of which, isn't this thing made by the Qin family? If the little thing wants it, just ask his sister if she wants one to play with?

Or, what the other party wants is not the wooden sign, but what it represents?

The little fox shook his head violently, looked at him, then nodded hesitantly.

Duan Hong felt that she had guessed right, and asked, "Do you want to be eligible to win the spirit sword reforged from Jie Kong Sword?"

Xinghe was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why the topic suddenly jumped here.

Taking the opponent's stupefaction as a default, Duan Hong's brain flashed, and he felt that he had figured out the cause and effect in an instant.

"So that's how it is," he said to Xinghe, "if you can get the Jiekong Spiritual Sword, it will indeed greatly improve your practice. It's just that the Spiritual Sword Conference is held by the Qin family, so you are naturally not eligible to participate. Although Qin Si is your In fact, you still obey the orders of the Qin family and are not used by you. You have been trying to get close to me these two days in order to impress me so that I can help you?"

"..."

The little fox has already knelt down. Who is Duanhong talking about? Is it him? Why doesn't he know that he is such a scheming fox?

Xinghe's whole fox was sick, curled up on the table, covered his face with his tail, and didn't know how to explain it to the other party.

With dexterous fingers, he brushed aside the big fluffy tail, snapped at Xinghe's little head, and said, "Why, I'm telling you what's going on, I'm sorry?"

Xinghe let out a weak voice: Does his family know that my sweetheart is so good at brainstorming!

He wanted to tell the other party that his purpose was very simple, that he was not the kind of shameless scheming fox. He didn't expect that after the other party misunderstood, not only did he not get angry, but his attitude eased a lot, and he even gave him a favor.

Duan Hong said: "I've heard some things, and I'm not ignorant of your situation in the Qin family. If you hadn't been desperate, you wouldn't have taken such a risk. I don't hate a child like you, but Jie Kong Lingjian can't let you Here you go. After all, I have no obligation to help you, do I?"

Xinghe held his tail, and it was not difficult to choose the latter between explaining the misunderstanding and maintaining the impression of "a child who is not annoying".

He was touched until his bones were crisp, what is Jiekong Lingjian...ah, no matter, the voice of my sweetheart is very nice, the indifferent tone and the slightly rising consonant at the end of the sentence are so nice~

Hey, no, what did he just say?

So in the final analysis, he still wants to participate in the Spirit Sword Conference, and after winning the championship, he will marry Third Sister, right? !

In order to ensure the fairness of the Spirit Sword Conference, after signing up, participants must go to the Qin's House for an inspection within one day, and then, like other contestants, the Qin Family will provide housing, and they cannot leave until the Spirit Sword Conference is over.

In front of the gate of the Qin Mansion, Duanhong and Fengsu were respectfully invited in after showing their mahogany cards. Unrelated people were not allowed to follow. Yun Lian and Xinghe who followed secretly in his clothes had to go back the same way.

Never being able to find a chance to steal the wooden sign, Xinghe drooped his head and was heartbroken watching Duanhong walk into the Qin Mansion.

Thinking that he wasn't miserable enough, Yun Lian pinched the little fox's ear to vent his anger: "It's all caused by your third sister, otherwise why would senior brother participate in such a boring competition?!"

Xinghe covered his ears and didn't listen, when he suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, he raised his head and called out softly: Is your senior brother good? If he defeated Duanhong, Duanhong wouldn't have to marry my third sister, would he?

Feigning anger turned into real anger, he rubbed the little fox into a messy ball, Yun Lian sneered: "Do you know who Brother Hong is, not to mention my senior brother, even my master is not his opponent, don't worry, you Third younger brother Hong is married!"

The messy hair ball was shrouded in gloom and mist, and wept loudly.

Following the servants who led the way through the open courtyard, Duanhong and Fengsu walked into an open and bright room. The main seat in the room was empty, and there were two rows of seats on the left and right, and four young monks were sitting here and there scatteredly.

The servant who led the way said: "These are the same as the two, they are all heroes who participated in this famous sword competition. Please wait here for a while, the third lady will arrive soon."

The four young monks cast their eyes on the two of them, Duan Hong turned his eyes and glanced around, and took Feng Su to choose a seat at random, and sat down, and by the way, he laughed at the audience: "I really don't know what you are here for, just to increase the number of actual battles." Experience, what can you learn from these bastards?"

The "Cross Suey" were immediately furious, turned their heads and glared, but suddenly realized that they couldn't see through Duanhong's cultivation, so they didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

As if no one was around Duanhong, he was still discussing with Fengsu: "I won't rob you of the qualification to win, but I have to take the Jiekong Lingjian..."

"What a big breath!"

With a cry of coquettishness, Qin Xinglian changed into a red dress and a red dress, and the charming and charming Qin Xinglian stepped into the room, her eyebrows furrowed, she looked around the room, and her eyes fell on Duan Hong.

Standing in front of Duanhong, Miss Qin San asked proudly: "Were you talking just now?"

Duan Hong raised his eyelids and asked, "Who are you?"

Qin Xinglian was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to brush his temples, and said with a sweet smile, "You came to the Spirit Sword Conference, but you don't know who I am?"

Her smile sank, her face turned cloudy, and said disdainfully: "It's too old-fashioned to use this method to attract my attention! Listening to what you said just now, you are too underestimating this spirit sword conference and underestimating the talents of the world!"

Looking at Duan Hong, Qin Xinglian continued: "I can't see through your cultivation, you are quite capable. But you need to know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. In this room alone, the young man next to you , the cultivation base will never be inferior to yours!"

Her eyes fell on Feng Su's body, her beautiful eyes were full, as if she was saying "you are here", her eyes were as tender as water, and her gaze was full of affection.

Feng Su was slightly embarrassed, and lowered his head to avoid the girl's gaze.

To be favored by Miss Qin San so much, envy and jealousy appeared on the faces of the surrounding monks.Duan Hong was in a delicate mood, looked at Feng Su and then at Qin Xinglian, and asked, "...how do you know that his cultivation is higher than mine?"

Before Qin Xinglian made a sound, a monk next to her spoke for her: "Miss San has extraordinary eyesight, so of course you can tell this little thing at a glance. Where are you from the countryside? You know that Miss has no interest in you. , are still entangled here!"

Broken Rainbow: "..."

This bit of sarcasm was like a child bickering, he wasn't angry at all, he just felt powerless, patted Feng Su on the shoulder, and said, "Come on."

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Feng Su: I have a sentence that I can only say in my heart when the mmp junior brother is not here

Duan Hong: Someone praised you for being better than me, but I wasn't angry and you weren't happy?

Yun Lian: Senior brother is better than you, no matter who is better than you, what people say is right.

Duan Hong: I think you really want to have more sisters-in-law?

Yun Lian held up Xinghe: Are you talking about me again?

Xinghe: One is participating in other people's competitions to recruit relatives, and the other wants to tear up my ticket? !Love and friendship are fake, but that's all, goodbye!

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