"Ouch!" Kyuubi ran back from the window. When he landed on the ground, it was almost silent. When he saw that his master was still awake, he ran over and rubbed his master's neck, shouting.
When Jiang Ningxuan heard Jiuwei's cry, she opened her slightly closed eyes and looked at it.
"Ouch!" Kyuubi yelled coquettishly, without any of the majesty of a great demon.
Jiang Ningxuan stretched out her hand to smooth the hair of the nine tails, took out the spiritual fruit in the space and fed it to it.
Outside the courtyard, on the treetops, birds chirped.
Without Suzaku, I always felt like something was missing, and the Kyuubi had lost its noisy spirit.
Jiang Ningxuan said: "I know you miss it, and it will come back soon."
Kyuubi turned its head and looked aside, arrogantly saying that it would not miss that bad thing Suzaku.
Duplicitous little guy.
Compared to Jiang Ningxuan, who was still in the mood to tease Jiuwei, in distant Kunlun, when they received the letter from Suzaku, the expressions on the faces of several real people were not very good.
Master Xuan Song said: "It's unreasonable. The ambitions of the Chongxu faction are really getting bigger and bigger."
Hearing this, Master Xuan Ming sneered and said: "We have already seen through their little thoughts. It's just that they think they are smart and think they are hiding in the dark. We don't even know."
Master Xuanyou said: "Brothers, please calm down first."
Xuan Song tightened his grip on the sword in his hand and said coldly: "If you have the ability, just come here and plot in secret. No matter what your ability is."
Master Xuan Ming said: "Well said, if you have the ability, let's compete directly to see who is better."
Kunlun is the first, and Chongxu Wannian is the second.
Master Xuan Yue was still wearing a gorgeous red dress today. He was sitting aside and after hearing the words of several senior brothers, he said: "Senior Brother Xuanyou is right. Kunlun and Chongxu are both leaders in Xuanmen.
The right and wrong need to be clarified."
Xuan Song looked at Xuan Yue and asked, "What does junior sister mean by this? Evidence? Could it be that the letter Suzaku brought back is not evidence? The fact that several children saw it with their own eyes is not evidence."
Questioning words, questioning eyes.
Xuan Yue said: "Brother Xuan Song, don't get me wrong. You also said that it's just a few letters. We haven't seen what happened in person, so it's not good to judge rashly."
Xuan Song did not give in and said: "Junior sister is right. You can't see things with your own eyes, so it's best not to make rash judgments."
Jiang Ningxuan and others at least witnessed the actions of Chongxu's disciples with their own eyes, and had a few letters in their hands. Compared with Xuan Yue who had been staying in Kunlun, their account of the truth of the matter was more reliable.
As soon as Xuan Yue spoke, several real people who were close friends with her also spoke and expressed their positions.
Above the Kunlun Hall, everyone was divided into two groups. You came and I went back and forth, but no one could convince the other.
Today, among the people in the Kunlun Hall, no one dares to refute a word if they go out. They are all people who can stir up troubles with just a stomp of their feet, but they are gathered together, and the people opposite them are also people of the same status as themselves, and they can't move their words.
Everyone's eyes turned red.
"Senior Brother Head." Everyone looked over.
The head of Kunlun said: "Okay, I understand that everyone is doing it for the good of Kunlun. Let's do this, Junior Sister Xuan Yue and Junior Brother Xuan You, you two go to Chongxu."
Xuan Yue and Xuan You nodded.
The head of Kunlun looked at Xuan Song, and then said: "Junior Brother Xuan Song, could you please run over and pick up some children."
Xuan Song nodded solemnly, determined to live up to the trust of the head brother.
In the Kunlun Hall, the master stood up and left, and several real people also dispersed.
Master Xuan Yue looked at Xuan Song who was waiting outside the main hall, raised his eyebrows slightly, and had a smile on his lips.
Master Xuanyue said: "Senior Brother Xuansong."
Master Xuan Song nodded, looked at Master Xuan Yue, and said seriously: "Junior Sister Xuan Yue, it's been a long time since that happened, why can't you let it go."
Master Xuan Yue said: "Senior Brother, Junior Sister has already let go. Thank you very much, Senior Brother."
Xuan Song frowned and looked at Xuan Yue and said, "I hope junior sister will really let go."
Master Xuan Yue had a smile on his face, nodded slightly, and said sincerely: "What senior brother Xuan Song and junior sister said today are all for the righteousness of Kunlun. Duan Muwen and Gongsun Yuchen are good children, but they are still young.
When you are young, you will inevitably act recklessly. How can you just listen to their words? You need to be well disciplined."
As the saying goes, if you don't have a hair on your lips, you can't do things well. It's the first time for a few teenage boys to go down the mountain to do such a big thing. When something happens, they are in a hurry and give it to the master in the sect.
Delivering letters, these children still need experience.
Master Xuan Yue led the people away directly, letting Xuan Song look at her behind her without looking back.
Xuan Song stood for a long time and sighed, his voice filled with helplessness.
"Let's go." Master Xuan Ming didn't know when he came behind Xuan Song. He saw the scene just now and called out.
On Kunlun Mountain, the true nature of the past is revealed at the tip of the iceberg.
In the inn, several people gathered together after washing.
Jiang Ningxuan said: "Come here, try this fruit wine, how does it taste?"
Gongsun Jinwei had already brought a cup to drink, and Mo Xingyuan, Duan Muwen and others started doing it together. Dabai was one step ahead of his master and leaned next to Jiuwei with a glass of wine in front of him.
Mo Xingyuan drank it all in one gulp and poured another glass.
Gongsun Yuchen took one bite and tasted it slowly. Seeing Mo Xingyuan's anxious movements, he said: "The cow chews the peony."
Mo Xingyuan glanced at Gongsun Yuchen, raised his head, drank another glass of wine, and smiled at Gongsun Yuchen.
It doesn't matter if the cow chews peonies, he just wants to drink more of the fruit wine brewed by Ning'er.
Gongsun Yuchen was halfway through a glass of wine, glanced at the people around him, and also speeded up.
Gongsun Jinwei said: "Brother, drink it quickly. Sister Ning'er's wine is very good."
You come and go, hands and mouths are not idle. After a battle, several people drank all the wine in the wine jar on the table.
Jiang Ningxuan sat aside, holding a tea cup in her hand, sipping it leisurely, while looking at several friends, listening to their occasional clever words, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Mo Xingyuan drank the last sip and said with a smile: "Sister Ning'er is in a good mood today."
I invited them to drink wine early in the morning, and they seemed to be in a good mood.
Duanmu Wen put down his cup without finishing his meaning, squinted his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his clear face.
Gongsun Yuchen tasted it slowly, with half a glass still in his hand. Looking at the empty wine jar on the table, he drank without any hurry and tasted it slowly bit by bit.
They all regretted it. If he had known this, he would have drank the last glass slowly.
"Zhizhi!" There was a cry, and everyone's eyes flew past a white shadow, which landed steadily on the table. They held the wine glass in their hands, showing their big white teeth with joy, and their little eyes were full of pride.