"Does this deer have a name?" Yue Nu seemed to like her very much, she lowered her head and smiled, wiping the food residue from her lips.

Before Balian could speak, Xiao Luer, who was lying between her legs and eating green dumplings, raised his head, gently licked her fingers clean, raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Lin Yinxi, the name was given by the master.

Sounds good.”

Yue Nu said in surprise: "She can only transform into a few days, but she can understand human language?"

The rest of the people were also amazed, this beast really has a spirit.

Balian smiled and said, "My Lu'er has always been smart."

"The frost has fallen and the bear has climbed up the tree, and the deer drinks from the stream in the forest. This name is quite artistic." The Yue girl became even more delighted with the little deer.

Xiao Lu'er was not a gluttonous beast. She finished a green dumpling slowly and looked eagerly at what was on the plate.

The Yue girl felt pity for her and took three more coins for her.

Three green dumplings were eaten, and he was almost full. Xiaoluer touched his round belly and was very satisfied. He moved his little hooves to Bailian's side, lifted the hem of his skirt with both hands, and pretended to stick out his butt.

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With quick eyesight and quick hands, Bai Lian grabbed her waist, picked her up horizontally, and held her under her arm. She was frightened for a while and broke out in cold sweat.

In front of the public, she was doing scary gestures with an innocent look on her face, and he could not be regarded as a pervert by others!

The Yue girl laughed and said, "I'm afraid it will take some time for people from other mountains to climb. Please take a seat first and wait for a while."

With preconceived notions, Bailian came here with a somewhat disappointed idea of ​​the Tianxi Sword Sect, but he never thought that the Thirteen Swords of the Tianxi were very different from what he expected.

Balian didn't feel restrained when spending time with them. After he took his seat, he said, "I am also from another mountain."

The ninth-ranked Lijiang Jianling Zhaoxue looks like a boy and a girl, but he is as famous as the Baili Immortal from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance. His name is also the same as that one, and he has a feminine look.

But what this man was carrying was a simple and rough broad sword, which was incompatible with his slender figure like a willow.

He smiled and said: "A year ago, the Fourth Senior Sister traveled back to the mountains and gave it to the Tenth Junior Sister. She said that she met a young man who raised deer in Kongcang Mountain. He was born with a sword bone, and she liked it very much.

At that time, I didn't know what the "favorite" the sword-crazy senior sister meant. It wasn't until half a month ago that the senior sister returned to the mountain again and drew a portrait in private. Only then did I know what the "favorite" meant by the senior sister.

But it’s different from the swords she was fond of in the past.”

Among these nine people, including Qu Hexing, there are only ten sword masters.

The First Sword Lord He is not here, and the other one who is absent is naturally Yun Rong.

Although Balian didn't know if she was hiding from him on purpose, he was not ignorant of current affairs, and naturally he would not cause unnecessary rumors and trouble for her without any reason.

But he really didn't expect that the sword-mad girl would draw his portrait. This was really unexpected.

Balian unconsciously rubbed the horns on Lu'er's forehead with his fingers. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back. He asked in a low voice: "Miss Yunrong...isn't she in the mountain gate tonight?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ye Qingzhou laughed loudly, winked at Bailian, and said with a bad smile: "You kid, you really came here for the Fourth Senior Sister, what are you thinking about? It's really a lot of money, but a hundred resentful ghosts will waste a lot of effort on the part of the elders in your family."

The former Qin State Shangyang General, now Chao Ge Jian Shen Xuan, lowered his head to sip tea and said seriously: "You dare to go to the White Camel Mountain with the roots of death in your body. It is commendable for your courage."

Duan Fengjian chased Qiang with a dead face, looking a bit mean and reticent: "It is not easy to be the son-in-law of Tianxi Sword Sect, and Fourth Senior Sister is not that easy to chase. Even if Fourth Senior Sister has a good impression of you, it is only because of you. She possesses the bones of a sword, and her talent caught her eye, and her reputation as a swordsman is not for nothing."

What he said made Bai Lianhao wonder that this man was secretly in love with Yun Rong and could be so mean.

But who knows, he went on to say: "But since you are the person that Fourth Senior Sister can avoid, you may be different from others. Fourth Senior Sister has a slow temper, so you still need to work hard in the future." , but don’t be afraid, we will help you.”

Bai Lian was speechless for a while, then said after a long time: "So you invite me to go up the mountain..."

All the sword masters looked at each other with inexplicable meaning. More than a dozen people actually spoke in unison, with a tacit understanding as if they had discussed it beforehand.

"We are here to help Fourth Senior Sister (Junior Sister) hide her beauty in the golden house." That's very reasonable.

The golden house... what is it hiding?

Balian was stunned and almost slipped under the sword monument.

These people are too casual in nature.

Bailian's shoulders suddenly sank, and Ye Qingzhou was patting his shoulders with a smile: "If it were someone else, I might not be willing to agree to such a ridiculous thing, but just because of your face, which is more handsome than my Feng Liujian , just allow you to be a mascot on our White Camel Mountain."

Balian: "..."

Are these people... taking the sect master's order as a joke?

The Tianxi Sword Sect's recruitment of disciples has caused quite a stir in the outside world. No one knows that this is a solemn and solemn event, and Sword Master Yu takes this matter very seriously.

But they were just joking. It was a pity for those people who worked hard to take the exam down the mountain to get caught up with such a group of absent-minded examiners who just wanted to be matchmakers.

In the end, less than fifty people finally reached the top of the mountain after passing five levels and defeating six generals.

Among the tens of millions of people, less than fifty people were able to stand here in the end, which shows how strict Tianxi is in recruiting disciples.

Jiang Yunqin has long lost her former noble demeanor. After the tossing and turning of the Nine Passes, she is exhausted and covered in muddy paw prints, as if she had just returned from an escape.

In these nine trials, there is an assessment of searching for questions in the mountains, an assessment of subduing the monsters that the inner disciples have prepared in advance in the mountains, and an assessment of the art of breaking through the maze of formations and hiding armor.

Before this, Jiang Yunqin knew nothing about cultivation. She had no cultivation. Apart from her rare spiritual constitution, she was just an ordinary person.

If she hadn't met her old friend Qi Liancheng in the fourth level, she would have been kicked off in the fifth level.

This time she went up the mountain, she was very lucky and met an old friend.

She did not expect that the young marshal Qi Liancheng, who was known as "Little Shangyang" in the Qin State, would also come here to participate in the Tianxi's assessment.

She never thought that a martial arts talent who was born as a general in Qin State would have a friendship with Prince Zhongyou.

No one in the world knows that Prince Yingxiu of Zhongyou is the only son of the sword master. Although he was raised in Zhongyou when he was young, everyone knows that blood is thicker than water.

When he met His Highness the Prince of Zhongyou, Jiang Yunqin was so happy that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Who would have thought that the prince Yingxiu, who holds the entire Tianxi inheritance, would be so close to the people and abide by the rules, and would also personally enter the customs and hike mountains.

Taking advantage of Qilian City's glory, Jiang Yunqin, who had no cultivation skills, came here.

I have seen the splendid elegance of General Huzi, and the brilliance of the mysterious prince of the dynasty, which is unparalleled.

The sadness that the young man she met in Jiang Zhong brought to her was completely wiped out and forgotten.

Yes, there are thousands of good men in the world, and they are all lucky enough to meet like phoenixes and unicorns. Why should we hold our hearts to those unruly mortals who have only lived a century of glory and can only do heresy?

Jiang Yunqin bathed in the cold wind blowing from the top of the mountain, and her mood suddenly became brighter.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the elegant Crown Prince bowing to the masters of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi one by one, saluting respectfully and shouting that he had met his senior brothers and sisters.

Jiang Yunqin looked around, wanting to admire the grace of those legendary figures. He never thought that a dozen sword masters sitting next to the sword monument were surrounding a bonfire, roasting sweet potatoes and potatoes in a very pyrotechnic manner.

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The girl who was in charge of the first level assessment was wearing a dark night unicorn fire-walking suit and a sword master's attire. Maybe she saw Balian's pale face and thought that mortal bodies are not resistant to cold, so she carefully held up a piece of paper.

Put the fox fur on him.

The master of the Qingzhou Sword, whose romantic portraits spread throughout the world, was also known to Jiang Yunqin. He used a branch to pull out a piece of sweet potato, blew on it and peeled it off, and handed it to the young man with a smile.

The young man, wrapped in a fox fur coat, took the sweet potato but showed no dignity at all. He turned around and fed it into the mouth of the girl lying between his legs.

After eating the sweet potatoes, the Master of the Goddess Sword gently wiped away the burnt ash between his fingers with a silk handkerchief and asked him if he was sleepy.

At the foot of the mountain, the boy who was ridiculed as a waste by the outer disciples has indeed become the group favorite that the Thirteen Swordsmen care for.

The participants, who were disgraced and had almost lost half of their lives, looked at this scene in disbelief with their eyes falling to the ground like lightning.

Among them, the one with the ugliest face looked like he had been slapped twice, and of course it belonged to the famous Prince Zhongyou. If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (https://www.haimawx.com) Long Night Walk search and read novels
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