The Tianshan Mountains are rolling, with thousands of peaks and thousands of feet high, and are divided into the northern vein, central vein and southern vein according to the mountain.
Zhong Qiner and Rong Yuan are located in the northern lineage of Tianshan Mountain. The disciples of the northern lineage learned the most authentic mental methods of the Tianshan School, and their magic is known for their cleverness and excellence.
After the afternoon, Zhong Qin'er got up lazily, and Qingluan had been waiting for her outside the cave for a long time.
Uncle Zhong, the master is waiting for you in Tianchi Qingluan stepped forward and whispered
Zhong Qin'er nodded and went with her to take the sword.
Tianchi is a mountain lake located at the middle foot of the mountain. It is made of snow melting on the top of the mountain, shaped like a crescent
The lake water is bright and blue, and the same color as the sky is the frozen pond surface of the winter, the ice and snow are reflected, and it is as bright as the moon
At this moment, the Northern Matrix disciple was competing on the ice surface of Tianchi. The sword light appeared and the energy penetrated the long rainbow.
Rong Yuan stood aside and stood with his hands behind his back
Water-blue outer robe, moon-white underwear, white jade hairpin gathered a strand of soft and bright black hair through it, a handful of crow-colored hair draped behind her, and two long light blue hairbands hung
From a distance, it's also very charming
When he saw her coming, he greeted her and said softly: Senior sister is so late
That's not because of you
Zhong Qin'er complained about him in her heart while giving a gift. The head of the sect is working hard day and night, thank you so much
Rong Yuan smiled but said nothing. When she approached, he asked softly in her ear: Does it still hurt?
A gentle breath gently brushed, and the words were filled with little-known ambiguity, which made her fair ears slightly heat up and reveal a thin red color.
She couldn't help but raise her eyes and saw that he was energetic, his clear face was dyed with jade-like brilliance, and his eyes were as bright as a spring.
I thought to myself, could it be that he did the magic sect's technique of collecting Yin and replenishing Yang last night, how could it be more dazzling than usual
She took advantage of everyone's concern and stomped him hard. Seeing that he was still calm, she couldn't help but glared at him again when she saw that he was still looking calm.
Rong Yuan lowered his head and chuckled. Senior sister is so energetic. It seems that junior brother was not working hard enough last night, so he should work harder next time
Zhong Qin'er couldn't tell him, frowned slightly, had a cold face, and never looked at him again, turned around and walked away
She sat on a flat rock by the pond. The bright red palace costume was covered with thin veil as thin as a cicada's wings, reflecting the silver-glowing ice surface, as bright as a ball of fire,
Rong Yuan followed again, stood behind her and saw a pair of delicate embroidered shoes exposed under her crimson diamond skirt. The southern pearls shine brightly on the hibiscus satin.
He pursed his lips slightly, and couldn't help but remember how these jade feet tangled up when the stand was moving last night, rubbed against his back, and his thin white toes were curled up together.
Seeing that he was silent, Zhong Qin'er didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, so she focused her eyes on the disciples who were competing.
I have to say that the disciples Rong Yuan selected were all of the good qualifications. She looked at them and felt a little unhappy when she thought about her current physical condition.
If she hadn't been so seriously injured, she might have planned to take in a few disciples and teach her well.
Based on the current situation, the future leader is probably to choose among the disciples of Rong Yuan.
She is not a person who is greedy for power, but she thinks that she has almost no magic power now, and she can't help but feel a lot of melancholy in her heart.
A clear sword roar echoed through the sky. Everyone raised their eyes and saw two figures flying over the blue sky.
When the two fell to the ice, they would come to them without any rushing or slowing down.
She knew the man in charge, Zheng Yuan, the eldest disciple of Jiang Tong, the uncle of Nanmai. Jiang Tong sent him to visit the day before yesterday.
Zheng Yuan was born with a tall nose and deep eyes and a tall figure. He saluted the two of them. Zheng Tong met the leader and Senior Sister Zhong.
Zhong Qin'er was familiar with him in the past, but when she saw him, she couldn't help but smile: Junior Brother Zheng, I will fully recover in two days, so I will go to see Uncle Jiang, let you pass on a message for me first
Zheng Yuan nodded with a smile, and a pink figure flashed behind him, graceful and smiling like a silver bell
Senior brother, I have disappeared for many days
As soon as she stepped forward, she went straight to Rong Yuan, smiling with a fair and small face, pointed jaw, and a pair of watery eyes that were big and round.
Rong Yuan smiled at her, his face softly. It was obvious that the two had a good relationship. Yue'er, come and see you, Senior Sister Zhong.
The girl turned her eyes to her, looked at her for a while, and then went forward and bowed. Jiang Yue had met Sister Zhong.
Rong Yuan's smile rose a little more when he looked at her well-behaved appearance. Jiang Yue is the youngest daughter of Uncle Jiang Tong. It's the first time you've seen him.
Zhong Qin'er's eyes were bright, and she had been circling between the two of them for a few times before she said softly: Junior Sister Jiang is so cute, she is really pleasant.
Jiang Yue smiled, looked up at her again, and whispered: I have been learning the 19th Heavenly Light Technique recently. I heard that Senior Sister Zhong is very good, so I wonder if I can try it with me?
Although there was a smile in his words, Jiang Yue's smile was closed at this moment, looking directly at her eyes with a little bit of exploration, a little bit of teasing, and a little bit of disdain.
Rong Yuan's expression was slightly dark. The senior sister had just woken up for a few days and had not fully recovered.
Is it okay to only compete in sword moves without using magic power? Jiang Yue glanced at Zhong Qin'er and said lightly: Is Senior Sister Zhong still afraid of losing?
Seeing that she was thorny in her words, Zheng Yuan couldn't help but go forward and persuaded: Junior sister, do you have to do today? Why not...
A chill flashed in Jiang Yue's eyes, forcing Zheng Yuan to take back the second half of the words.
She turned her face to Rong Yuan again and said giggling: Senior Brother, can I beat your Northern Matrix disciple once like before, and you can accompany me down the mountain to play once?
Zhong Qin'er frowned slightly, So is there such a thing? Is Jiang Yue really talented, and all the disciples of the Northern Matrix are her defeated generals?
Rong Yuan sighed and said softly: You were still young at that time...
At this moment, behind him, Zhong Qin'er jumped down from the huge rock, like a red cloud falling on the ice
OK, let me also see the rising stars of the Tianshan School
Zhong Qiner and Rong Yuan are located in the northern lineage of Tianshan Mountain. The disciples of the northern lineage learned the most authentic mental methods of the Tianshan School, and their magic is known for their cleverness and excellence.
After the afternoon, Zhong Qin'er got up lazily, and Qingluan had been waiting for her outside the cave for a long time.
Uncle Zhong, the master is waiting for you in Tianchi Qingluan stepped forward and whispered
Zhong Qin'er nodded and went with her to take the sword.
Tianchi is a mountain lake located at the middle foot of the mountain. It is made of snow melting on the top of the mountain, shaped like a crescent
The lake water is bright and blue, and the same color as the sky is the frozen pond surface of the winter, the ice and snow are reflected, and it is as bright as the moon
At this moment, the Northern Matrix disciple was competing on the ice surface of Tianchi. The sword light appeared and the energy penetrated the long rainbow.
Rong Yuan stood aside and stood with his hands behind his back
Water-blue outer robe, moon-white underwear, white jade hairpin gathered a strand of soft and bright black hair through it, a handful of crow-colored hair draped behind her, and two long light blue hairbands hung
From a distance, it's also very charming
When he saw her coming, he greeted her and said softly: Senior sister is so late
That's not because of you
Zhong Qin'er complained about him in her heart while giving a gift. The head of the sect is working hard day and night, thank you so much
Rong Yuan smiled but said nothing. When she approached, he asked softly in her ear: Does it still hurt?
A gentle breath gently brushed, and the words were filled with little-known ambiguity, which made her fair ears slightly heat up and reveal a thin red color.
She couldn't help but raise her eyes and saw that he was energetic, his clear face was dyed with jade-like brilliance, and his eyes were as bright as a spring.
I thought to myself, could it be that he did the magic sect's technique of collecting Yin and replenishing Yang last night, how could it be more dazzling than usual
She took advantage of everyone's concern and stomped him hard. Seeing that he was still calm, she couldn't help but glared at him again when she saw that he was still looking calm.
Rong Yuan lowered his head and chuckled. Senior sister is so energetic. It seems that junior brother was not working hard enough last night, so he should work harder next time
Zhong Qin'er couldn't tell him, frowned slightly, had a cold face, and never looked at him again, turned around and walked away
She sat on a flat rock by the pond. The bright red palace costume was covered with thin veil as thin as a cicada's wings, reflecting the silver-glowing ice surface, as bright as a ball of fire,
Rong Yuan followed again, stood behind her and saw a pair of delicate embroidered shoes exposed under her crimson diamond skirt. The southern pearls shine brightly on the hibiscus satin.
He pursed his lips slightly, and couldn't help but remember how these jade feet tangled up when the stand was moving last night, rubbed against his back, and his thin white toes were curled up together.
Seeing that he was silent, Zhong Qin'er didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, so she focused her eyes on the disciples who were competing.
I have to say that the disciples Rong Yuan selected were all of the good qualifications. She looked at them and felt a little unhappy when she thought about her current physical condition.
If she hadn't been so seriously injured, she might have planned to take in a few disciples and teach her well.
Based on the current situation, the future leader is probably to choose among the disciples of Rong Yuan.
She is not a person who is greedy for power, but she thinks that she has almost no magic power now, and she can't help but feel a lot of melancholy in her heart.
A clear sword roar echoed through the sky. Everyone raised their eyes and saw two figures flying over the blue sky.
When the two fell to the ice, they would come to them without any rushing or slowing down.
She knew the man in charge, Zheng Yuan, the eldest disciple of Jiang Tong, the uncle of Nanmai. Jiang Tong sent him to visit the day before yesterday.
Zheng Yuan was born with a tall nose and deep eyes and a tall figure. He saluted the two of them. Zheng Tong met the leader and Senior Sister Zhong.
Zhong Qin'er was familiar with him in the past, but when she saw him, she couldn't help but smile: Junior Brother Zheng, I will fully recover in two days, so I will go to see Uncle Jiang, let you pass on a message for me first
Zheng Yuan nodded with a smile, and a pink figure flashed behind him, graceful and smiling like a silver bell
Senior brother, I have disappeared for many days
As soon as she stepped forward, she went straight to Rong Yuan, smiling with a fair and small face, pointed jaw, and a pair of watery eyes that were big and round.
Rong Yuan smiled at her, his face softly. It was obvious that the two had a good relationship. Yue'er, come and see you, Senior Sister Zhong.
The girl turned her eyes to her, looked at her for a while, and then went forward and bowed. Jiang Yue had met Sister Zhong.
Rong Yuan's smile rose a little more when he looked at her well-behaved appearance. Jiang Yue is the youngest daughter of Uncle Jiang Tong. It's the first time you've seen him.
Zhong Qin'er's eyes were bright, and she had been circling between the two of them for a few times before she said softly: Junior Sister Jiang is so cute, she is really pleasant.
Jiang Yue smiled, looked up at her again, and whispered: I have been learning the 19th Heavenly Light Technique recently. I heard that Senior Sister Zhong is very good, so I wonder if I can try it with me?
Although there was a smile in his words, Jiang Yue's smile was closed at this moment, looking directly at her eyes with a little bit of exploration, a little bit of teasing, and a little bit of disdain.
Rong Yuan's expression was slightly dark. The senior sister had just woken up for a few days and had not fully recovered.
Is it okay to only compete in sword moves without using magic power? Jiang Yue glanced at Zhong Qin'er and said lightly: Is Senior Sister Zhong still afraid of losing?
Seeing that she was thorny in her words, Zheng Yuan couldn't help but go forward and persuaded: Junior sister, do you have to do today? Why not...
A chill flashed in Jiang Yue's eyes, forcing Zheng Yuan to take back the second half of the words.
She turned her face to Rong Yuan again and said giggling: Senior Brother, can I beat your Northern Matrix disciple once like before, and you can accompany me down the mountain to play once?
Zhong Qin'er frowned slightly, So is there such a thing? Is Jiang Yue really talented, and all the disciples of the Northern Matrix are her defeated generals?
Rong Yuan sighed and said softly: You were still young at that time...
At this moment, behind him, Zhong Qin'er jumped down from the huge rock, like a red cloud falling on the ice
OK, let me also see the rising stars of the Tianshan School
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