"Little Princess, where are you?" A beautiful jade pendant on Ao Ling'er's waist trembled slightly. Ao Ling'er used her true energy to enter the jade pendant and used her spiritual sense to explore the inside of the jade pendant and found this sentence.

"Guardian of the Qinglong, what are you doing?" Ao Ling'er sent a message to the jade pendant, and then output a true essence in the jade pendant. The jade pendant in Ao Ling'er's hand is not an ordinary jade pendant, but a unique jade talisman of the dragon clan. After the blessing of the dragon clan masters of all generations, it can have the function of transmitting the cultivation star no matter where it is. Generally, the transmission of the cultivation star is based on the flying sword, while the dragon clan has a transmission jade pendant, and the transmission speed is n times faster than that of the flying sword.

After a while, the jade pendant in Ao Ling'er's hand shook slightly in Ao Ling'er's palm again. Ao Ling'er hurriedly stretched out his spiritual sense, "Little Princess, Your Majesty has an order to ask us to pick up the little princess back to the Dragon Palace. Your Majesty said that the little princess should have had enough fun in the past few years! And Your Majesty also said that something big is about to happen in the Dragon Palace, so make sure to let the subordinates take the little princess back to the Dragon Palace. Your Majesty begs the little princess to tell his subordinates where they are."

"What's wrong with him when he came to me?" Ao Ling'er was a little curious about the Qinglong Guard's message and continued to send a message to the jade pendant: "I'm attending the cultivation conference in Kunlun Sect, you guys come here first! When you get to me, you have something to say!"

After a while, the Qinglong Guard said to Ao Ling'er through the jade talisman: "Sir, come here now. I hope the little princess will not go around. We four will probably arrive at the Kunlun Sect in a month. The little princess is alone outside, so take care of herself."

Ao Ling'er continued to send a message and said, "Well! Let's talk in half a month! I know how to protect myself, don't worry."

One afternoon, Ao Ling'er in the audience kept playing with the jade pendant with strange patterns in her hand because of this message. She was still in a daze. Since the arrival of the Qinglong Guard, she had been watching the game in depressedly. Because the arrival of the Qinglong Guard meant that she would temporarily separate from Xia Jian, Ao Ling'er was still very reluctant to leave Xia Jian.

The night in Kunlun is quiet.

Xia Jian was wandering around his room. Practicing? Xia Jian couldn't calm down at all. He wanted to continue to go to Han Xue, but when he remembered his embarrassing appearance last night, Xia Jian still couldn't make up his mind.

Xia Jian, who was wandering around, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the dark scenery outside the window and asked himself quietly: "Do I still go to Hanxue? Alas! It was so embarrassing last night. I sang so fascinated by myself. I didn't expect that it attracted so many people to watch but didn't notice it. It was embarrassing!"

The lights in Hanxue's room were still on. Hanxue held his head with both hands and looked at the candlelight jumping on the table. The candlelight illuminated Hanxue's beautiful face.

"Will he come tonight? No matter how harsh and explicit he sang, why does his singing keep echoing in my mind? "

Mei Jiuniang's room was also brightly lit. Mei Jiuniang sat on a chair like Han Xue, leaning on the table with one hand, holding a bed sheet as big as a square scarf in both hands, looking at the red marks, remembering the madness that night, remembering her every move and Xia Jian, saying and doing. "Can I forget him? Will he forget me?" Mei Jiuniang kept asking herself in her heart, but there was no accurate answer.

Confused, Han Xue was confused about Xia Jian, Mei Jiuniang was still confused about Xia Jian, and Ao Ling'er was also confused about Han Xue and Mei Jiuniang in her room.

"The Qinglong Guard has sent me a message. My father has ordered me to go back to the Dragon Palace, so I will separate from Xia Jian. Will Xia Jian carry me to look for other women when I leave?" Ao Ling'er covered her chin and thought, thinking about it over and over again and again, but still confused.

...

The next day in the ring, Xia Jian stared at his opponent with a smile. Xia Jian's opponent's cultivation was higher than Xia Jian, and he was already at the peak of his later stage. However, when he saw his opponent's legendary demon on the ring, his legs were trembling.

"This is because even the disciples who have the middle stage of the Kunlun Sect's divination cultivation have seriously injured the Nascent Soul. The disciples of the Shangqing Palace in the late stage of the divination have also been tricked by him. He is the rumored demon on the arena. I think I'd better abstain from the right time! I won't be able to take action later and suffer."

"Shushan Sword Sect - Wuren, hehe! Please give me advice from fellow Taoists." Xia Jian looked at his opponent with a lewd smile.

"Mingxian Sect - Jiang Shuai." Xia Jian's opponent bowed and disappeared on the ring after he finished speaking. It turned out that Jiang Shuai of Mian Shuai, who was from Mian Shuai, squeezed the jade talisman of the competition and gave up directly.

Xia Jian had no choice but to look at the empty ring and shook his head and walked out. "Defying, am I that scary? I'm abstaining from the verge of saying hello. It's too much! My hands are itchy!"

They won’t be stupid enough to wait for Xia Jian to beat him up! There is no chance of winning, so why should I be embarrassed!

Xia Jian had no chance to take action, and his opponent slipped out of the arena. Xia Jian came to Ao Ling'er to sit down, but found that Ao Ling'er was not as lively as before, as if she was thinking about something.

"Ling'er, Ling'er." Xia Jian gently hit Ao Ling'er's arm with his elbow.

"Uh! Wuren! Is there anything you have to do?" Ao Ling'er came to her senses and looked at Xia Jian and said.

"I'm fine. Look at you in a daze. Is there anything you have?" Xia Jian asked in response to Ao Ling'er's gaze.

"Me? I'm fine?" Ao Ling'er answered Xia Jian with affirmative answer. "Hey! First, don't tell Xia Jian about my father asking Qinglong Guard to send me back to the Dragon Palace. Let me tell him when I'm leaving in half a month!"

"It's fine. Look at the two people on the No. 2 arena. Who will win?" Xia Jian pointed to the two people who were constantly fighting on the ring, and they said to Ao Ling'er.

"I don't want these unhappy things anymore. Wuren and I haven't had much time to separate!" After thinking of this, Ao Ling'er returned to her usual lively appearance, and pointed at the ring like Xia Jian. "I guess that the person dressed in white will win."

Xia Jian: "I see that Qingyi has a greater chance of winning. Do you think that the person in white is more handsome?"

"You are so handsome." Ao Ling'er smiled and raised her fist and hit Xia Jian on the back of the head. The displeasure caused by the Green Dragon Guard's message was wiped out.

--Piao Tianwen--net bsp;
Chapter completed!