Chapter 485 Hey, Nan Wang!

Jing Jiu handed the Qingtian Jian to Gu Qing and said, "Send it to the Sanqian Nunnery outside Dayuan City."

After he tricked Xue Ji into the Sword Prison, Qing'er never came out again.

When he thought about it, she probably wasn't interested in chatting with Gu Qing either.

This apprentice is sometimes more boring than him.

Lu Qing took the Qingtian Jian, feeling very heavy.

He had this feeling when he took over the Chengtian sword manual from Jing Jiu.

When Jing Jiu arranged to be Prince Jing Yao's teacher, he also felt this kind of weight on his shoulders.

This feeling was the strongest when Jing Jiu asked him to prepare to be the head of Qingshan.

This is a heavenly magic weapon, teacher, you trust me so much? Or is this another test for disciples?

Jing Jiu ignored what Gu Qing was thinking, looked at the crowd and said, "Let's go."

These were very common words, but the people at Shenmo Peak knew him well, and knew that this was a very solemn farewell to him.

Zhao Layue walked up to him, hugged him, and stayed for a while before leaving.

Ping Yongjia thought to himself, is this the etiquette of Shenmo Peak? Do you want to hug yourself too?

Thinking of this, he opened his arms subconsciously, but his movements were a little stiff.

He didn't wake up until Yuan Qu slapped the back of his head heavily, and quickly followed the two senior brothers to the ground.

Jing Jiu finally said to Gu Qing, "I will use the sword again."

He hesitated a bit when making this decision.

Lu Qing was very surprised, thinking that you just need to use it, why are you asking me, and why are you so hesitant?

You are not such a person, what happened?

With the appearance of Universe Front, Shenmo Peak became even more lonely.

Jing Jiu stood up with his sword, turned into a ray of cold light, and flew towards the sky.

The Qingshan Formation naturally opened the channel, the sea of ​​clouds created waves, and the light of the sword faded away.

Zhao Layue took Gu Qing and Yuan Qu to the cave, Ping Yongjia was still standing on the edge of the cliff waving to the sky, his face was full of reluctance, and his heart was full of anxiety. It has been a year since he came to Shenmo Peak, but he only met his master twice, and he didn't speak more than five sentences. If this continues, what should the master do if he forgets that there is such a disciple as himself?

"Get ready for a long trip." Zhao Layue said to Yuan Qu.

Gu Qing was going back to Chaoge City, so he would not be involved in this matter, and these matters could only be handled by Yuan Qu.

Yuan Qu was a little nervous and asked, "About when?"

Zhao Layue thought it would depend on when Jing Jiu could find that person.

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Except for Zhao Layue, few people knew why Jing Jiu left Qingshan alone, let alone where he was going.

But just like the several departures in previous years, Universe Front did not fly directly thousands of miles away, but landed outside Yunji Town.

From this aspect, senior brother and Zhao Layue had a great influence on him.

The restaurant that sells hot pot is like a post station for the people of Shenmo Peak, or a gathering place every few years.

Jing Jiu pushed the door open and entered, feeling displeased.

The smell in the box is very bad, filled with the smell of wine and burning hot pot.

He took off his hat, condensed a ball of water, and threw it into the hot pot.

There was only a scoffing sound, the temperature of the scorched hot pot dropped a bit, but the smell became stronger instead.

Jing Jiu was startled, and summoned the sword fire that he had practiced in the snow field for six years, and directly burned the hot pot and its contents into green smoke.

The window was pushed open, and the wind and human voices poured in, quickly diluting those smells.

Nan Wang was already drunk, and being blown by the wind made it even more unbearable. He didn't even think about who Jing Jiu was, and said coquettishly, "He still wants to drink, why did you change all the food? Hurry up and change it back for me."

There are wine jars everywhere in the box, and there are exactly fifteen of them.

She didn't use her true energy to quench her thirst, but she was able to drink so much. She could be considered a good drinker in the world, but it was obviously too much.

Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, but his mental world had already shuddered several times.

What he fears most about Nan Wang is acting like a baby after drinking too much, secondly singing a ditty, thirdly looking at him with wide eyes without speaking, and thirdly vomiting all over his body.

If Nan Wang hadn't been needed to find someone this time, how could he have agreed to Liu Ci's arrangement to go with her.

"Time to go," he said.

Nan Wang glanced at him, probably remembered who he was, and said drunkenly, "What are you going to do, I just started drinking!"

Jing Jiu was a little helpless, and once again condensed water balls, and at the same time added some chill to them, turning into a mixture of water and ice, and hitting her face directly.

Nan Wang exclaimed.

Her body was wet, and her curves became more graceful.

His face was also wet, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely attractive.

Wake up from alcohol, eyes are very scary.

Jing Jiu silently handed over a handkerchief.

Nan Wang took it in silence, slowly wiped off the water on his face in silence, and finally took out a few pieces of crushed ice from his half-open collar.

Then she raised her head slowly, looked at Jing Jiu with a blank expression and asked, "Do you want to die?"

Hearing Qingshan's mantra, Jing Jiu remained silent.

He knew that Nan Wang had a bad temper, if it were any other time, he would never do this, he would just stay away and wait for her to sober herself.

But when Qingshan's sword will come out of the West Sea depends on when they can find the South Trend, the time is really tight.

At this time, he naturally wouldn't answer the conversation. Since he couldn't beat the opponent, why bother to take the pain?

Naturally, Nan Wang would not think that he was well-behaved and sensible just because of his silence, so he got up and walked in front of him, reaching out to grab his chin.

At this moment, a white shadow appeared like lightning and knocked her hand back.

Nan Wang looked coldly at Jing Jiu's sleeve.

She could see clearly that it was a cat's paw.

After a while, the white cat got out of Jing Jiu's sleeve, crawled along his arm to his shoulder, and was about to continue to climb up habitually, lying on top of his head, when it suddenly thought that there were outsiders around, which would embarrass Jing Jiu, so it squatted on his shoulder.

"It turns out that you have a backing, no wonder you are so courageous." Nan Wang stared into Jing Jiu's eyes and said.

Then she looked at the white cat and said with a blank expression: "Master White Ghost is not enjoying the happiness in the mountains, what is he doing here?"

The white cat turned his head away, ignoring her.

It can be heard from the address that she is very angry now, otherwise she should call it Ada.

Nan Wang is breaking the sea boundary, of course he can't beat it, the problem is that women are a very troublesome thing, and beating a woman will often cause a lot of other troubles.

Nan Wang has always been the most troublesome woman in Qingshan. Relying on the love of her master and senior brothers, she is very courageous. She dared to pull out her beard when she was a child, and even chased her around when she was a little older. The worst part is that she has such good conditions but she refuses to hug her. She just likes to grab her by the neck, which is very uncomfortable~

——The twelfth lunar month is still good.

Not long after leaving Shenmo Peak, the white cat began to miss the warm embrace it once had.

Then it remembered that Little Layue hadn't hugged itself for a long time, and couldn't help feeling a little resentful.

Jing Jiu explained, "Master White Ghost is good at smelling."

The white cat was a little surprised, thinking what happened today, everyone was calling me by my nickname?

The reason why Jing Jiu didn't call it Ah Da was different from Nan Wang's, not because he was angry, but because he didn't want Nan Wang to hear something from the address.

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The Gu family's carriage has long been waiting under the restaurant.

A few years have passed, and the carriages have been updated again, with more ingenious design ideas and perfect craftsmanship. (I feel that it is necessary to collect advertising fees for Gujia crafts here...)

The chairs that used to sit facing each other are now replaced by a chair and a couch. It is obvious that the Gu family thought that Zhao Layue should be traveling with Jing Jiu.

Nan Wang propped his jaw, looking at the spring scene outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

She is petite like a common Nanban girl, and her legs are naturally not too long, but she still occupies most of the position on the couch.

Jing Jiu didn't even think about it, he just sat on the floor, closed his eyes, and meditated.

Finally, the white cat couldn't hold back, and quietly climbed onto his head, then sighed comfortably, and narrowed its eyes.

Nan Wang listened to the voice, turned around and saw this scene, couldn't help but smile, the spring is in full bloom.

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The carriage entered Nanhe State, and then headed west all the way, sometimes taking the official road, sometimes taking the mountain road, occasionally stopping, and most of the time walking all the time.

Whenever the carriage stops, there will be sword lights illuminating the mountains or leaving the pavilion, sending the latest news.

Near the Zhuang River, Nan Wang and Jing Jiu abandoned their carriages and began to walk. They only chose to wield their swords very rarely, such as when the cliffs were too high or the river was too deep.

The latest news is still coming along with those sword lights.

In the blink of an eye, it was midsummer, and there were small boats floating on the lake in Daozhou City. Nan Wang sat on the bow of the boat, seemed a little sad, so he kept pouring wine into his mouth.

Jing Jiu sat on the other side of the boat, stroking the cat's head with his right hand, thinking when will this go on end?

The appearance of those sword lights and messages seemed ordinary, but it was actually very difficult.

In the recent period, at least seven thousand things that just happened have been sent to them as quickly as possible for them to judge.

This requires the full cooperation of the shutter people, and many sword cultivators above Wuzhang Realm to be postmen, and it must not disturb the West Sea. Except for the Zhongzhou faction and the imperial court, only the Qingshan sect in Chaotian mainland can do it.

The Green Mountain Sect has shown its own background, mobilizing a lot of resources and disciples, but...they still have no clue.

Nan Wang knew what his mission was, and he was under a lot of pressure, but he was getting more and more worried by drinking to drown his sorrows. Suddenly, looking at Jing Jiu's face illuminated by the lake light, he found a good way to relieve stress, and said, "Come on, have a smile."

Jing Jiu knew that she was drunk, so he ignored her.

This wine is an osmanthus drink specially provided by Tianbaoshuju. The name sounds gentle, but it is the strongest and most fragrant wine in the world. If you drink it like water like Nan Wang, how can you not get drunk?

Gu Qing once said to Zhao Layue that the owner of Baoshuju wanted to ask for some kind of elixir, he was there at that time and listened to it.

Now, the elixir is naturally gone.

Nan Wang saw that he ignored him, and walked over from the boat with the wine jug, shaking unsteadily, as if he was about to fall into the lake at any time, but he never did.

Walking in front of Jing Jiu, she said condescendingly, "You're quite arrogant, if you don't want to laugh, why don't you dance?"

Nan Wang is a junior junior sister of Shangde Peak, she has been doted on since she was a child, even Master Jingyang can't help her, she has developed a spoiled temper, now she has left Qingshan, there is no Yuan Qijing to supervise her, and no juniors to watch her, so she is naturally more presumptuous.

Jing Jiu ignored her, reached out and grabbed the white cat, ready to throw it towards her.

The white cat thought to himself that there was no reason for this, how many years would his neck have been in conflict with this Nanban girl?

At this time, a carriage suddenly came from the woods by the lake, and a crabapple flower was engraved on the carriage.

Before the car stopped, a doctor rushed out, sweating profusely and shouted: "Found it!"

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(Homophonic stalks, rustic rhymes, these two problems are committed today, but I am really happy to write.)