Yan Ruxue finally ran out, looked at Wu Jiuzi with an apologetic look and shook her head: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Jiuzi, Master said that you don't need to see him again, so you should go back."
It seemed that he was destined not to see her today.
Wu Jiuzi lowered his eyes and said no more. He just nodded slightly to the two junior sisters, then turned around and left with his sword.
She felt that she admired herself a little. Even though she was in a messy mood, she still managed to hold the sword quite steadily without falling or even staggering along the way. She came to the green hills steadily.
Biqiuling is a small mountain with beautiful mountains and clear waters, surrounded by lush green trees and jungles.
There is a small courtyard on the green hill. Although the courtyard is not big, it is very exquisite. It has green bricks and tiles, pink courtyard and white walls, and it has a very pastoral style.
Wu Jiuzi stood outside the door and paused for a moment. From now on, this should be her residence. There is no place for her in Piaomiao Peak anymore.
However, fortunately, he can come back in good health, which is the best news for her.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't sad when he treated her like this, but it was also expected. She just felt tired at the moment and wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep. She would talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow.
He opened the door and was about to step in.
"Jiu Zi, congratulations on your departure."
"Jiu Zi, congratulations on becoming a Fighting Saint..."
"Sister Jiuzi, welcome back."
"..."
A burst of noisy congratulations rushed into her eardrums, and there were seven or eight boys and girls standing in the courtyard, all wearing green and blue shirts. They were the senior brothers and sisters who entered the mountain in the same batch as her.
These people all had a good relationship with her. Jun Ziqian was standing among them, looking at her with a smile.
As soon as Wu Jiuzi came in, he was surrounded by them, and the sounds of congratulations could not be heard.
Wu Jiuzi was a little dazed. He looked at Junzi Qian, who smiled slightly and said, "Jiuzi, congratulations on your departure. We are here to congratulate you."
He stepped forward and took her hand: "Come on, follow me in and see what everyone has prepared for you."
Wu Jiuzi was involuntarily pulled into the house by him. The house was completely new, with antique screens, antique tables, chairs, and tables with vases on them. Flowers sometimes bloomed in the vases...
Everything is decorated in a very tasteful and stylish way, which is the style that Wu Jiuzi usually likes.
There is a big Eight Immortals table in the house, with water and land on it, and it is filled with delicious wine and delicacies, which are steaming hot.
"Jiuzi, to celebrate your departure, we won't get home until we get drunk tonight! You won't drive us away, will you?" Jun Ziqian looked at her jokingly.
how come?!
Wu Jiuzi looked at the smiling faces around her, her eyes felt a little sore, and she laughed loudly: "Okay, let's get drunk!"
When a group of young people gather together to drink wine, play guessing games, and make orders, it is naturally very lively.
We usually practice hard and are restricted by sect rules and regulations at all times, so we rarely have the opportunity to have this kind of carnival.
Now that we are together, Jun Ziqian has something to say, and he will be the one to take care of anything that happens, so everyone plays and drinks like crazy. Yan Ruxue finally ran out and looked at him with an apologetic look on his face.
Wu Jiuzi shook his head: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Jiuzi, Master said that you don't need to see him again, so you should go back."
It seemed that he was destined not to see her today.
Wu Jiuzi lowered his eyes and said no more. He just nodded slightly to the two junior sisters, then turned around and left with his sword.
She felt that she admired herself a little. Even though she was in a messy mood, she still managed to hold the sword quite steadily without falling or even staggering along the way. She came to the green hills steadily.
Biqiuling is a small mountain with beautiful mountains and clear waters, surrounded by lush green trees and jungles.
There is a small courtyard on the green hill. Although the courtyard is not big, it is very exquisite. It has green bricks and tiles, pink courtyard and white walls, and it has a very pastoral style.
Wu Jiuzi stood outside the door and paused for a moment. From now on, this should be her residence. There is no place for her in Piaomiao Peak anymore.
However, fortunately, he can come back in good health, which is the best news for her.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't sad when he treated her like this, but it was also expected. She just felt tired at the moment and wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep. She would talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow.
He opened the door and was about to step in.
"Jiu Zi, congratulations on your departure."
"Jiu Zi, congratulations on becoming a Fighting Saint..."
"Sister Jiuzi, welcome back."
"..."
A burst of noisy congratulations rushed into her eardrums, and there were seven or eight boys and girls standing in the courtyard, all wearing green and blue shirts. They were the senior brothers and sisters who entered the mountain in the same batch as her.
These people all had a good relationship with her. Jun Ziqian was standing among them, looking at her with a smile.
As soon as Wu Jiuzi came in, he was surrounded by them, and the sounds of congratulations could not be heard.
Wu Jiuzi was a little dazed. He looked at Junzi Qian, who smiled slightly and said, "Jiuzi, congratulations on your departure. We are here to congratulate you."
He stepped forward and took her hand: "Come on, follow me in and see what everyone has prepared for you."
Wu Jiuzi was involuntarily pulled into the house by him. The house was completely new, with antique screens, antique tables, chairs, and tables with vases on them. Flowers sometimes bloomed in the vases...
Everything is decorated in a very tasteful and stylish way, which is the style that Wu Jiuzi usually likes.
There is a big Eight Immortals table in the house, with water and land on it, and it is filled with delicious wine and delicacies, which are steaming hot.
"Jiuzi, to celebrate your departure, we won't get home until we get drunk tonight! You won't drive us away, will you?" Jun Ziqian looked at her jokingly.
how come?!
Wu Jiuzi looked at the smiling faces around her, her eyes felt a little sore, and she laughed loudly: "Okay, let's get drunk!"
When a group of young people gather together to drink wine, play guessing games, and make orders, it is naturally very lively.
We usually practice hard and are restricted by sect rules and regulations at all times, so we rarely have the opportunity to have this kind of carnival.
Now that we are all together, and Jun Ziqian has something to say, he will be the one to take care of anything that happens, so everyone plays like crazy and drinks like crazy.