Su Bian Cultivation World

Zhen Shuangliu intentionally kept Luo Jiujiang for a few more days, so the flying boat that Luo Jiujiang took was actually the last one before the departure of the Holy Land.

However, unexpectedly, although the holy land team rushing to Qinglong Realm on this flying boat is not too many, it is actually not very few.I think it's because some worlds are remote, it's not easy to send messages back and forth, and it takes a long time to go back and forth.

At this moment, Han Qianling was standing near the post-pass formation and waiting for someone.

Feng Xue and Xiao Ren stood behind him and counted for him the number of times his hopes had failed these days, and there was an extra Suzaku envoy standing not far away, who had been trained to be docile by Han Qianling these days.

Feng Xue comforted: "This is the last class, Jiujiang should be on it, we can see you right away. Unless his master changed his mind and suddenly didn't let him go to the Holy Land to practice..."

"Mr. Zhen has no intention of going back on this matter." Han Qianling continued in a rambunctious voice, "I had a few chats with Mr. Gongyi."

The two of them chatted one after another, and even passed half an hour. With the unique roar of the flying boat, a faint glow of firefly light flickered on the post-transmission array.When Han Qianling and Feng Xue noticed the movement, their eyes lit up.

The flying boat docked steadily in the post station, and the giant ship-like spaceship slowly lowered the heavy steps. Groups of young and handsome monks rushed to the exit, and the crowded flow of people made it difficult to identify a single target. Very difficult.

After all, in such a situation surrounded by monks, as long as there is no problem with etiquette and brains, no one will use their spiritual sense to patrol.This is a test of eyesight.

Feng Xue was still struggling to stand on tiptoe, scanning the crowd over and over again, when the little blade beside her gently tugged at her sleeve.

"Sister." Xiao Ren pointed in a direction, beckoning her to look.

Following Xiao Ren's finger, Feng Xue really quickly found Luo Jiujiang, who was still crowded on the stairs of the flying boat, smiling brightly.

Feng Xue praised Xiao Ren for his sharpness, and Luo Jiujiang was also looking at them in this direction.She waved happily at Luo Jiujiang, but the other party didn't even move her arm. She tried to make a few expressions, but they didn't match Luo Jiujiang's response at all.

Feng Xue was stunned for a moment, repositioned the location of Luo Jiujiang's eyes, then turned her head silently, and saw that Han Qianling and Luo Jiujiang's eyes were going back and forth, back and forth, and the expressions on each other were the same They are friendly and happy, obviously they have been communicating and interacting through the crowd for a while.

At this moment, Xiaoren gestured in the direction of Bihan Qianling with his thumb, and seriously corrected those compliments about "Xiaoren is really smart" and "Xiaoren is really sharp": "Sister, it wasn't me who found it."

"Huh?" Feng Xue blinked in confusion, and quickly analyzed the specific situation based on Xiao Ren's movements: "You mean...you found Jiujiang by following Mr. Han's eyes?"

Xiaoren nodded.

"...Then how long have the two of them been docking before you found out?"

Xiaoren frowned uncertainly, and it took a long time before he said seriously: "From the beginning?"

Feng Xue: "..."

"Let's go, Xiao Ren." Feng Xue said numbly, "There is no place for us here—in fact, we shouldn't have come here in the first place."

"Oh." In fact, Xiao Ren didn't quite understand how to say that the one who was coming was also the elder sister, and the one who was about to leave without even saying hello was also the elder sister.But since my sister said it, she was obedient.

She obediently took her elder sister's hand and left with her. On the way, Feng Xue fed her a handful of rime candy shaped like snowflakes. She licked her fingertips that were still stained with frosting, and asked, "Sister, what is it?"

Feng Xue didn't answer her question directly, but instead asked, "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Then eat more." Feng Xue grabbed her again, and wiped the corners of her lips that were stained with sugar, "Shenxue Palace special product, Mr. Han gave me it, also known as dog food."

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Luo Jiujiang had already been to Qinglong Academy once before, and he had no intention of competing with those talents for the ranking, so he stood near the deck for a long time until the flow of people on the ship had become sparse, and then brought four The two teammates walked down together slowly.

The process of flirting with one of them across the crowd just now was noticed by the four people behind him. The young man Chen Qiao who was more familiar with him took the lead in asking, and he hesitated to hear the voice: "Young World Master, who is that?" ...Palace Master Shenxue?"

"You know it too? Oh, Brother Bai Lian told you." Luo Jiujiang turned his head and understood the cause and effect of it—Bai Lian did obey his orders and didn't say anything to the four young people, "What do you want?" Bear all the harm for the young master, even die for the young master" and other bastard words, but he definitely said another kind of words.

He must have given such bad orders as "tell the young master to stay away from that Shenxue palace master Han Qianling".

Luo Jiujiang turned around, and saw almost the same hesitation on the faces of the four people behind him.He suggested to them very sincerely: "It's okay, just pretend you didn't see it. I don't blame you for failing to complete the task. Everyone saw it just now, and you can't stop me."

The four of them could clearly see how Luo Jiujiang and that Palace Master Shenxue communicated enthusiastically across the air just now, and they believed that they hadn't yet had the ability to cover the eyes of the Young Realm Master.Therefore, when he said a word, the four of them showed signs of wavering.

Luo Jiujiang smiled, and didn't care much about their specific psychological struggle, anyway, there was only one in the end.At this time, most of the monks on the flying boat were gone, and he stretched out his robe sleeves, like a giant bird with pitch-black feathers, jumping off the boat with the sound of the wind.While falling at high speed, his gaze was still meeting Han Qianling's smiling eyes.

"Thousand Ridges!"

Han Qianling bent his eyes and took two quick steps forward, just before Luo Jiujiang was about to fall to the ground, he caught the hand that the man extended to him.He said softly, as if holding these two words between his lips and teeth for a long time: "Jiujiang."

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"You are the last team to arrive. In the afternoon, more than [-] teams will gather in the lobby. I heard that the vice president will come to explain a few words, and then we will set off tomorrow morning."

After a pause, Han Qianling said with a smile again: "Of course, let's go together."

These four words were picked out by him, compared with the somewhat formulaic explanation in the previous sentence, it was as if they had been given a more intimate imprint.From "we" to "together", he spit out every phrase in a very gentle tone.

"Did you bring those four little brothers here?" Han Qianling asked, his words were interrogative sentences, but his tone was firm, and he didn't even need Luo Jiujiang's answer.He waved behind him, beckoning his teammates to help him and find a place for him to settle down.

In addition to Feng Xue Xiaoren, he also brought an extra Suzaku envoy, just to be useful at this time.

Luo Jiujiang tilted his head to listen to him, listening to him explain the simple arrangements before departure, as if he was still in Qidao.He was going to the ancestral hall to look up the genealogy, and he was going to challenge Luo Sicong in the competition, so Qianling whispered to him the results of this visit and the flaws he saw in Brother Cong.

Only this time, Luo Jiujiang didn't follow his train of thought like before.

He just kept laughing until Han Qianling came to his senses, and stopped halfway through a sentence about explaining the whereabouts of "Your Sister Xue".

"Don't you say it? Then it's my turn."

"This time I came from a long distance, I want to drink." Luo Jiujiang said with a smile: "I want to practice the sword, I want to reminisce about the old days... There are some words, I have to read them to me every sentence."

He held Han Qianling's wrist with his left hand. This hand was well-proportioned. It was a little cold when he first touched it, but it was slightly warm after he held it. The blood vessels were covered under the skin as white as frost and snow. The door gently pressed Luo Jiujiang's callused fingers, and there was a clear beat.

Han Qianling's fingers stretched outwards, stretching the muscles of his wrists, and every slight movement of flesh was burned into Luo Jiujiang's palm with the temperature.

This hand can be raised suddenly, and after ten years of companionship, Luo Jiujiang knows all too well how much power is contained in this white wrist that is as bright as the moonlight.This hand can also change shape suddenly. One day, it turned into a sharp and sharp dragon claw. When the claw tip touched the face, it hooked through the skin of Luo Jiujiang's chest.

But until Han Qianling still had half of his willpower, he kept curling up in fear.

When the sharp claws like gold and iron appeared in front of Luo Jiujiang, Luo Jiujiang once saw a little blood stained on its palm.

...It was the blood stains that Han Qianling had been forcing himself to curl up his paws before, but cut the center of his paws.

But at this moment, this hand is docile like the gentlest lamb under the shepherd's hand. Not only does it not resist, it even actively walks in the direction of Luo Jiujiang's force, so it penetrates into the right side of Luo Jiujiang without defense The sleeve bottom of the robe sleeve.

The pure-colored black sleeves were embroidered by Luo Jiujiang to embroider all the secret words circulating on the market, and the secret words that belonged only to them were engraved on the fabric with the same pitch-black silk thread. People touch with their fingers and draw one hidden symbol after another on their fingertips to read this secret clearly.

"A total of 48 short sentences, 23 long sentences... plus I didn't collect all the missing ones, I have to ask my Qianling to give me a face and read them to me one by one."

Han Qianling looked at Luo Jiujiang with a sudden flash of eyes.

Obviously Luo Jiujiang didn't say anything, but he pulled out his hand like lightning, and then reached into Luo Jiujiang's left sleeve.

Luo Jiujiang was still staring at him steadfastly, his sleeves were wide open, and the door of life on his wrist was also exposed, just like the wrist that Han Qianling let him manipulate just now, Luo Jiujiang couldn't open it completely at this time. fortify.

Sure enough, many symbols were embroidered with black thread on the bottom of his left sleeve, which was asymmetrical to those on the right sleeve, very strange, but the style was exactly the same.

"Then... there are a lot of things I want to tell you."

Luo Jiujiang grabbed Han Qianling's hand and led him side by side.

"Let's find a tavern first..."

Then sit down, warm the wine so that it smells mellow, recount the past to the west window, and then hold the knife and sword again, and fight and fight like thousands of times before. A trace of thread, the spine of the sword wiped the back of the waist, rubbed lightly, and even a trace of cold iron did not seep in.

Finally, under the dim candlelight, shoulders to shoulders, foreheads to foreheads, one person's hand into the other's cuff, word by word, clearly expressing those unspoken longings in the past that were conveyed far away through coded words.

You miss me, and I miss you.