“Hurry up, hurry up!”

Nangong Jie turned around and greeted Zheng Qiyuan and others, "If it's too late, I won't be able to catch up with the conference!"

The reason I am late is not because of you!

Hearing Nangong Jie's repeated urging, Wang Dadao was covered in black lines. If Han Li had not reached out to stop him, he would have blurted out.

It turns out that everyone in the Tiandao Alliance is from southern Xinjiang and has never visited the "Wendao Academy" before and is not familiar with the route of travel.

So, Nangong Jie volunteered to take on the job of a guide.

Perhaps it was because Nangong Ling left a very grand image in Zheng Qiyuan's heart that he instinctively thought that the cousin of the senior sister of Piaohua Palace was mostly a smart and capable person.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Jie praised her as saying that she had never been to the Academy. She was entirely relying on the words she had revealed in the chat of Nangong Tianxing and others, and she took a few people to go further and in a big circle.

If Han Li hadn't felt something was wrong and asked someone on the roadside to ask, Zheng Qiyuan and his party would have to go directly to the "Wendao Academy" and run to the northern border province.

Realizing that she had messed up, Nangong Jie was naturally ashamed and apologized repeatedly. Finally, Zheng Qiyuan was gentle and had a relationship with Nangong Ling in the middle, so she didn't blame her.

Han Li and others kept silent in a tacit understanding, as if this incident had never happened.

When a few people arrived at the academy, it was less than half a moment before the hero conference began.

Under the guidance of a disciple of Wendao Academy, several people successfully climbed to the top of the mountain. At this time, the platform in front of the Saint Palace was already dense and crowded with people, and there was almost no seat or space.

"So many people!"

Looking at the rare grand occasion in front of him, Nangong Jie's pretty face was full of shock, but a hint of excitement appeared in Rushui's eyes.

For a lady who is a lady who is in the boudoir like her, she rarely goes out except for occasionally holding or attending gatherings between the children of the powerful and nobles in the imperial capital. She has never seen many heroes gather together.

"There are three saints present?"

Han Li exchanged a few greetings with his acquaintance, ran back and pointed at the sky and said loudly, "It seems that the 'Wendao Academy' is here this time!"

Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers and saw three men and three women standing in the sky.

Seeing the appearance of one of the women in pink, Nangong Jie suddenly trembled all over and her eyes were filled with incredible expressions.

"sister?"

She rubbed her eyes hard, for fear that she would read it wrong.

However, the appearance of the woman in the sky is still so familiar, her beautiful eyes are still so lively and deep, bringing endless pressure to people, but it makes people unconsciously attracted and intoxicated.

As if he noticed Nangong Jie's gaze, Nangong Ling turned her head and smiled slightly at her.

Really cousin!

Staring at the delicate and slim pink figure in the air, Nangong Jie's mood was hard to describe in words.

This role model and object of pursuit that he has imitated since childhood can actually stand in the air and even talk to the saint who almost exists in the legend.

But after many years, I am still a rookie with only the human wheel realm. The difference between the two is like a cloud of difference, and it is simply impossible to plot.

The smile on Nangong Jie's face gradually faded, and an indescribable sense of loss surged into her heart.

"Sister Nangong, what's wrong?"

Realizing that her mood was different, Zheng Qiyuan asked with concern, "Where are you uncomfortable?"

"No, nothing." Nangong Jie forced her to smile and pointed to the sky, "I just saw my cousin."

"Senior Sister Nangong is indeed amazing." Zheng Qiyuan couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart, "He can actually stand with the saint."

"Do you know?" Nangong Jie was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "She was born two years earlier than me. We two have been playing together since childhood, and for a while, we were almost inseparable."

"So your sisters have such a good relationship." Zheng Qiyuan praised.

"She is very nice to me, but I reject her from the bottom of my heart and alienate her." Nangong Jie shook her head, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes. "The more you grow up, the more this emotion becomes. Later, if you just stand beside her, I will feel difficulty breathing and feel uncomfortable all over."

"Why?" Zheng Qiyuan was quite surprised.

"Why are you afraid of her?" Nangong Jie asked back.

"So that's it." Zheng Qiyuan suddenly realized, "I understand."

"She is so outstanding, and we two are born too similar." Nangong Jie seemed to open up the conversation and kept talking, "She has been better than me from childhood to adulthood. Every time I see my parents' eyes, I feel like I am complaining about why my child is me, not my cousin. Such a life almost drives me crazy..."

"Sister Nangong." Zheng Qiyuan suddenly grabbed her snow-white tenderness, "I can understand your mood."

"President Zheng, you, you..." Nangong Jie had never had physical contact with a young man. Feeling the scorching breath from her hands, she couldn't help but blush and beating her heart. She was in a state of utmost importance and didn't know what to do.

"Maybe you don't believe it. Just a few months ago, I was just a waste of my personal rotation." Zheng Qiyuan looked at her eyes and said sincerely, "And I also have a sister, who is far better than me in terms of personality and cultivation."

"What!" Nangong Jie was shocked when she heard this and looked him up and down, "The first level of the human wheel? How is it possible?"

In just a few months, she jumped from the human wheel to the spiritual master. This cultivation speed made her really doubt her life.

"Since childhood, my parents have loved me very much, and my sister has taken good care of me." Zheng Qiyuan continued, "I am too weak and I don't know how much trouble I have caused to my family, and I almost killed my father. But they never dislike me, just tolerate me and love me."

"You, you are very lucky." Nangong Jie lowered her head and gently stroked her hair on her forehead with her unstoppable right hand.

"What I want to say is that it is precisely because of their tolerance that I can persevere all the way and finally meet a noble person and become who I am today." Zheng Qiyuan tightened his right hand tightly, his voice full of gratitude and tenderness. "I don't recognize my sister's parents, but I know that Senior Sister Nangong is definitely a kind person, maybe..."

Nangong Jie slowly raised her head and stared at his eyes seriously. For a moment, she forgot that her left hand was still in the other party's palm.

"... Maybe you shouldn't regard her as a comparison object." Zheng Qiyuan paused for a while, then said word by word, "but it should be a sister and a relative. After all, you are you, she is her. You each have their own good, and there is no need to score a higher score."

"Compared with my cousin, how can I have anything good?" Nangong Jie sighed and stared at the charming Nangong Ling in the air, with a hint of sadness and disconfidence in her voice.

"How could it not be?" Zheng Qiyuan suddenly smiled, his smile warm and sunny, "If not, why would I prefer to chat with you with my sister than Senior Sister Nangong?"

"You, I..."

Nangong Jie's pretty face suddenly turned red. Suddenly, she realized that the two were still in contact with each other's limbs, and quickly shrank her right arm and pulled her jade hand out of Zheng Qiyuan's palm. She took two steps back and looked directly below, as if she was about to see a flower from the ground.

From her snow-white and smooth neck, you can also see a faint blush floating.

"Old Han, compared to the leader." Li Changshou opened his mouth wide and sighed to Han Li beside him, "I have lived in vain for the rest of my life."

"People are different." Han Li patted his shoulder and comforted softly, "Don't choose the wrong comparison partner, otherwise it will only hurt your heart."

Li Changshou was amused and laughed and cried when he heard this, and he didn't know whether he should be relieved or worried.

Just after the Tiandao Alliance, some forces entered the venue to attend the meeting, including Jin Xihe, the King of Pingbei of Jingyu Empire. As time went by, fewer and fewer people later, and the number of people on the mountain finally stopped increasing.

"It's almost time."

He heard the Saint Wendao floating in the air suddenly speak, "The others won't wait, let's start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dazzling white light suddenly popped up around the mountain, gathering in the sky, forming a dazzling spiritual dome, covering the entire mountain, as if a hemispherical cover was suddenly covered with a hemispherical cover on the heads of all the participants. The scene was strange and majestic, arousing countless surprises.

"I believe all the heroes have already known it."

The Saint Wendao seemed to have already seen this scene, and his expression was calm. He didn't even look at the spiritual dome above his head. He just said slowly, "The 'Dark Temple' and 'Seven Star Pavilion' wantonly provoked war, causing trouble for all living beings and suffering in the world. The reason why I held this conference was to invite the heroes of the world to gather here to discuss countermeasures and jointly fight against the unjust actions of these two major forces..."

"Oh? How can such a grand event be missing us?"

Before he could finish his opening remarks, a long gap broke open in the sky outside the spiritual dome for no reason.

The crack grew bigger and bigger, and eventually turned into a black hole that was almost accessible to two people.

One after another, figures slowly walked out of the black hole, lined up in a row, and stood in the sky.

First, the man was wearing a white robe, and a "卢"-shaped pattern was embroidered in the center of the flame pattern on his chest.

It is the owner of the "Dark Temple", Modisheng!
Chapter completed!