Seeing quite unreasonable, Ning Que, who had to bathe and sleep when she pushed mén in, stunned the little book boy. After a long time, she woke up and asked, "Mr. Xiao, what do you ... what do you want to do?"

Ning Que said with a smile: "I'm going to eat you alive, and quickly pour me a bowl of soy sauce, and then add some horseradish. 1 hand, beat.")

The little book boy was shocked and a little embarrassed, and said slightly: "Mr. Xiao, I'm not tasty. The young master often said that I don't like to wash my feet. My body is stinky."

Ning Que was stunned and laughed, saying, "Cheng Chengcheng, I washed myself and ate myself."

The little book boy is really a well-behaved child, and even Ningque lacked such absurd requests and did not know how to refuse it. He went to the stove and burned a large pot of hot water.

In the hot mist, Ning was lying in a big barrel with satisfaction, looking at the little book boy who was busy looking for a towel, and asked, "Speaking of it, I still don't know your name."

The little book boy put the towel on the bucket dòng, and whispered softly, "My name is Xu Jialun."

"It's a good name, but it's a bit too stylistic, it needs to be changed."

Ning Que waved and said, "The sound of your speech is always so thin. Let's call it a small mosquito in the future, and it sounds cute."

Xiaoshutong smiled and picked up a bucket of hot water again, then said very seriously: "The name of Xiaowenzi is good, but the three characters Xu Jialun came from the young master. I will ask him at this time?"

Ning Que was shocked, and his head sank under water, almost choking, and said repeatedly: "Don't you dare to tell him that your master's temper, you don't know it."

After taking a shower, Ning Que really slept in the second courtyard of Brother Two, and when he woke up, the sun had passed the sky and moved slowly towards the west, shining on the courtyard.

Change the brand-new black court uniform, and ask the little book boy to help comb her hair. Ning Que is looking at herself in the bronze mirror. She is very satisfied.

Say thanks to Xiaoshutong. Ning Que left the small courtyard.

Although he really did n’t want to fight with the younger brother of that sword saint Liu Bai, he knew better that the other party would not wait for the three months of sitting outside the academy and would never withdraw. After all, it is necessary to fight, so late is worse than early.

Because in the cliff dòng retreat in March, breaking dòng and heard the chūn wind. Seeing the wild huā, he is at the most full and perfect moment no matter his body or jīng **** state.

It is even vaguely similar to the feeling after breaking through the wilderness Daming Lake.

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A duel between the younger brother of Liu Jin, the sword saint of Nan Jin, and Ning Que, the thirteen of the Academy. Book mí group 2 because the waiting time is too long, there is enough time to ferment, so compared with Zhu Ningqi and the sea watch monk, the battle with Daoshi is much more sensational. It has attracted the attention of all practitioners in the world and even many ordinary people.

Although the brethren in the backyard of the academy were anxious to let Ning Que deal with this matter, they did not have any interest in the matter itself. Whether Que can defeat the young strong man, as for Ning Que may be injured or even die ...

There is no one in this world who dares to kill a master disciple of the master at the entrance of the academy. Not to mention that the young strong man of the Southern Jin Dynasty was the younger brother of Jiansheng Liubai. Even if he was the first strongest swordsman Liubai himself, he would not dare to do such a thing, because the academy had a master.

So when Ning Que took a bath to meditate. Wearing a black court uniform, she flew to the front yard in the wind of chūn, and when there was a feeling of wind and depression in his heart, no one came to send him.

Of course Sang San will follow him.

Tang Xiaotang followed Sang Sang.

Chen Pipi followed Tang Xiaotang.

When walking to the meadow on the edge of Houshan Yaping, Ning Que suddenly stopped and looked at the stream below the meadow.

The big white geese raised by Brother Two are now by the stream.

Today it did not feed the fish, but held its head high and walked proudly in the meadow.

The **** horse followed the big white goose with a head downcast. Don't dare to go one step behind, or dare to go one step ahead.

The little wolf followed the **** horse in a cowering manner. Be careful to keep pace with the previous two guys.

The great white goose walked very seriously and walked to the end of the meadow. Then he turned back again, and the walking line was a straight line without any deviation.

When he turned around, he saw the **** horse looking down and screamed angrily, his voice was very severe.

Big Black Matt suddenly looked like Ning Que, and quickly raised his head in fear, acting as a proud and elegant look, and he wanted to please the big white goose, with thick chún skin, so it was particularly funny.

The four people standing above the meadow stared at the scene.

Tang Xiaotang glanced at Ning Que and mocked: "This horse raised by Uncle Xiaoshi really resembles your uncle Xiaoyou, timid as a rat and slipping around."

Ning Que looked at the dark horse's appearance, and felt extremely ashamed. At this time, Tang Xiaotang said that he was more embarrassed and said, "The little snow wolf raised by the teacher and nephew is the jīng god, but how does the tail always drag?

Tang Xiaotang said with a scornful smile: "It's better than someone letting his opponent out in the sun outside the academy, but he secretly takes a bath and sleeps to raise his feet. Uncle Xiaoshi is really dangerous."

Ning Que said: "It's easy to talk."

Chen Pipi wanted to explain Ning Que's two sentences, but looking at Tang Xiaotang's naive eyebrows, he didn't know why he was guilty and said, "Yeah, my brother's move is a little too dangerous."

Sang Sang looked down at the meadow and said, "That big white goose is so energetic, it feels like training an army, so to speak, is it not a general in Houshan?"

"It's useless for the general to be proud and proud, because he always wants to show his emperor the emperor."

Ning Que looked at the old oxen with her knees closed and her eyes closed in the grass beside the stream.

Sure enough, the big white goose led the **** horse and the little snow wolf to complete four rounds of forward and backward queue, came not far in front of the old ox, and lowered his proud head respectfully.

The old ox slowly opened his eyes, glanced at it, and gently shook the head of the cow up and down. Then he seemed to find this thing too boring, turned around and chewed the grass, and then continued to recuperate.

Ning Que looked at the old oxen that chewed the grass into foam, but didn't swallow it, but poked out in disgust, and looked at the three guys standing honestly behind it, thoughtfully.

This is the backyard of the magical academy. The beasts of backyard are so proud. Then, as a person of backyard, you should of course be more proud. Then, just prove your pride.

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The side of the college is very remote. It is always quiet on weekdays, except for the occasional people in Houshan who come and go from here, few people come. However, as the strong man Liu Yiqing of the Southern Jin Dynasty handed the challenge book to the college and sat down on the futon outside the side mén, the neighborhood near the side mén suddenly became lively. It seems to turn this place into a scenic spot.

Especially today, there are more than a thousand people around the side. If it wasn't for the imperial court's quick response, the Yulin Army was sent to maintain order, lest the peaceful grass forest would have been trampled by the excited crowd.

Ordinary people rarely see practitioners. Not to mention the fights between practitioners, because Chang'an City gathers strong people, so the people in the city have a little more knowledge in this respect, but opportunities like this for close viewing are still extremely rare.

Someone challenged the college. It has been passed for three months, everyone knows the place of the duel, and even many people in Chang'an have already visited the Nanjin man sitting at the entrance of the academy. Today, when the challenged Mr. Thirteen of the academy broke through the dòng After the news reached Changan City, countless people came to see the excitement.

There is no doubt that this is a big bustle.

Not far away, there was an official road paved with bluestones, and dozens of carriages were densely parked along the road. The lady who wanted to come to some houses in Chang'an City could not tolerate this lively yòu and came here.

Of the dozens of carriages, of course, the more honorable people. They cannot squeeze forward like ordinary people desperately, nor can they climb the poplar trees at the risk of disregarding their identities, as some people do, and they climb higher and higher, just to find an optimal viewing position.

These distinguished people include the relevant officials of the Datang Empire and several generals of the military. Naturally, those who have heard of the wind are all indispensable.

The Nanjin envoy and several Jiangge disciples stood silently beside their carriage.

Several officials at Datang Tianshu smiled and stood not far from them.

Hao Tiannan mén watched Taoist He Mingchi, holding the butter paper umbrella under his arm. Standing quietly beside a carriage.

The carriage was embroidered with complicated gold patterns in black and looked majestic and beautiful. On such a crowded official road, the carriage was empty all around. That is the respect that everyone has shown to the carriage.

This carriage belongs to the Xiling Temple Mission.

The celestial oracle is not in the car. The duel between the students on the second floor of the academy and Liu Bai ’s relatives is far from enough for this great man to appear in condescension.

There was a young man in the car who was full of looks.

Cheng Lingxue, head of the oracle division of the Xiling Temple.

Cheng Lixue's position in the temple was even higher than that of the Longqing prince, and he could sit side by side with Dao Ye Yehongyu, who was before going to the wasteland, is also a very important big figure.

Lifting the curtain gently, Cheng Lixue looked at He Mingchi standing quietly by the window. After a little hesitation, he smiled and said, "Why doesn't Brother He come to sit?"

He Mingchi smiled and said, "I am used to standing."

After being silent for a while, Cheng Lixue looked up at the side of the academy below the hillside, looked at Liu Yibai sitting on the futon, and found that under the eyes of countless eyes, he was surrounded by countless arguments. This young strong man from Nanjin, Still maintain a clear state of mind.

From the early morning, the news that Ning Que was about to go to the meeting was heard. It has been half a day now. The person who should have appeared long ago, but the people of Chang'an City who have never appeared around have waited until the boredom is boring, and some people have even left. However, Liu Yibai's face did not have any anxious expression, and the posture of his body did not change even his coat ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This is terrible.

Cheng Lixue looked at him slightly and suddenly asked, "Brother He, do you think Ning Que will come out?"

He Mingchi smiled and said, "Ning Que is the one who is the least like a disciple, so I'm not sure."

Cheng Lixue thought about the encounter in the Wasteland King's Court, and couldn't help laughing, and said, "That's indeed a very interesting person, but I think he should be here soon."

Not just about to arrive, but already.

The mén on the side of the academy was slowly pushed away from the inside.

A black figure appeared in front of the world.

Cheers.

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This is Chapter 4 and Chapter 5 strives to come out before 4:30. )