Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

There was a moment of silence.

Jimo Qing groaned, opened the fan to cover the lower half of his face, only revealing a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes, pretending to be scared, he leaned back a little, and said: "Little brother is so vicious, so scary...but I like it so much." ah--"

Shen Gunian: Rong Jin:? ?

Shen Gu Nian couldn't help jumping out a word: "Grass." This senior brother, is he a hidden snake spirit, right?

Jimoqing was puzzled: "Grass? What kind of grass?"

Shen Gunian took a deep breath, decided to ignore him, turned his head to look at Rong Jin, who was obviously stunned by Jimo Qing, expressed deep sympathy for half a second, and asked bluntly: "Brother Rong, what is the important thing you are talking about?" ?”

Closer to home, Jimoqing put the fan on his waist, his face returned to the usual smile, he picked up the teacup, the cool tea had already turned into hot tea before it entered his mouth, a few wisps of white smoke curled up, and the fragrance of the tea immediately Filled with shabby house.

Shen Gunian's eyelids twitched, feeling that Jimoqing really was in a hurry. After entering the foundation establishment, except for the spiritual food containing pure spiritual energy, few immortal cultivators have a heavy diet. Like him, he is picky about his actions The guy is really an eyesore.

Especially the ability to heat the tea in the blink of an eye just now, which is comparable to a necessary skill for walking, camping and barbecue... Wait, what am I thinking?

Shen Gunian immediately frantically threw out the sudden thought of envying Xiangxue from his mind, and firmly refused to admit that his eyes were shining with longing for stars.

Jimoqing: The ever-changing expressions and eyes on the younger brother's face are really fun.

Thinking of this, Jimo Qing raised his glass to block the corners of his raised lips.

Rong Jin looked down at the herbal tea in his hand, slowly put it back on the table, and his eyes fell on Jimo Qing: "Brother Jimo, if I have a talk with Junior Brother Shen, I wonder if you can avoid it."

Shen Gu Nian just nodded with his chest crossed, everyone who was sensible ran away, only the thick-skinned ones couldn't understand the meaning, so get out of here.

Jimo Qing glanced at Shen Gu Nian with his long and narrow black eyes, the brilliance in his eyes was inexplicable and fleeting.

Then he raised his right hand leisurely, with slender fingers and distinct joints. The index finger wore a black ring with an extremely high-end visual sense.

Shen Gunian looked at him expressionlessly: "What do you mean, show off your wealth to me?"

Very good, he wrote down this grudge.

Jimo Qing smiled brightly and charmingly, and Shen Gunian stared at his enviously handsome smile, and had to admit that even if he was a snake, he was also a peerless beauty.

"Junior brother, last time you treated brother to a delicious meal, this time brother is a return gift." Jimo Qing smiled enough, the space ring shone slightly, and there was an extra food box on the poor table.

Shen Gunian's eyes lit up when he heard the gift in return, but quickly turned off, he put the food box away expressionlessly, pointed to the door, and smirked: "Thank you, big brother, let's go slowly, welcome to come again next time."

Jimoqing: He is really funny, little junior brother.

"Okay then, Senior Brother will disturb Junior Junior Brother and Brother Rong." After Jimoqing finished speaking, he leisurely got up and prepared to leave, but when he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, and looked back at Rong Jin, with an intriguing smile: "By the way, our martial arts competition, do you still remember the agreement?"

Rong Jin's whole face turned dark, and he gritted his teeth: "I, remember, yes! I must abide by the agreement."

"Little brother, brother is gone." Jimoqing's figure gradually disappeared into the sunlight.

Shen Gunian looked at the black-faced Rong Jin, this senior brother really deserves a beating.

However, what the hell is the agreement between Jimo Qing and Rong Jin for a martial arts competition?His face turned black, which made him curious, but he couldn't ask.

It seemed that Rong Jin's face didn't smell so bad after Jimo Qing left, and even a smile crack appeared on his face that was inexplicably tense at the beginning, and Shen Gu Nian was amazed to see it.

"You made Junior Brother Shen laugh." Rong Jin said.

Shen Gunian shook his head, sighing with sympathy: "Senior brother's temperament really makes people hate him so much that he wants to beat him up."

Rong Jin smiled wryly: "Speaking of it, I'm not afraid of Junior Brother Shen's jokes, I can't beat him."

Shen Gunian: Oh, so, it's not just him who feels that Jimo Qing deserves to be beaten.

At this point in Rong Jin's words, he shook his head dumbfoundingly: "Brother Jimo's temperament is like this, he likes to joke, but his nature is good, he just occasionally does things a little out of line."

Shen Gunian didn't expect that Rong Jin's face would change after being teased by Jimo Qing, and he would comment on him like this, and suddenly felt even more curious: "From the tone of senior brother Rong Jin, it seems that he admires him a lot?"

Rong Jin subconsciously raised his eyes to look at him, and said meaningfully: "Junior Brother Shen, I'm afraid you don't know? The top ten sects hold a sect competition every ten years, and select the talents of each sect. The top ten who win the leader will be able to win." Enter the Immortal Search Secret Realm and cleanse the plastic root."

Shen Gunian's eyelids twitched, his heart beat violently, his face was calm, but he looked like a normal lowly cultivation disciple, showing longing and envious eyes: "When the ten sects compete, there must be a large number of talents. Yes, they must all be peerless masters with extraordinary aptitude. A disciple like me with mixed spiritual roots and low strength may not even have the opportunity to participate."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the cold tea very loudly and took a sip.

Rong Jin shook his head: "No way. The Tianjiao Contest, as long as you are not afraid of death, any cultivation level can participate."

Shen Gu Nian lowered his head in a lonely way: "Ah, even if that's the case, if I go, I'm afraid I'll have to die. It's better to live than to die. I'm living a good life in the sect now, so I still cherish this life. It's not worth it if I don't fight for it." hope."

Rong Jin smiled in satisfaction: "Junior Brother Shen is really transparent, not like I was back then, unwilling to be ordinary, even if I die, I have to fight for a glimmer of hope. If I could think like Junior Brother Shen back then, I wouldn't stop practicing now. here."

Shen Gunian was shocked: "Why is this?"

Rong Jin smiled and said nothing, not intending to continue on this topic, but instead asked: "You are not curious, what ranking did your big brother get?"

Shen Gu Nian suddenly realized: "That's right, Senior Brother Rong Jin and Senior Brother Jimo are of the same generation. Since Senior Brother Rong Jin participated, my Senior Senior Brother must also go. The ranking should be pretty good, right?"

Rong Jin lowered his eyes, the tea in his hand was seeping cold, and sighed for a while: "He is the leader."

This is, a sigh knowing the outcome.

Shen Gunian was surprised, this time it wasn't an act, it was really surprising.Jimoqing always acted like a fool, although he knew that his cultivation should not be low, but to be able to stand out from the top ten sects and become the leader, that is not a word that can be summed up in two words, it should be "beautiful".

Thinking of this, Shen Gu Nian couldn't help but ask: "Then how far has my elder brother's cultivation reached?"

Rong Jin snorted, with peaceful eyes: "Two years ago, I saw that he was still at the Golden Core stage, but now... he has broken through to the Golden Core stage."

Shen Gunian's pupils were shocked, what the hell?

Yuan Ying period!