Jiang Ningxuan saw several people waiting outside Xiaozhu Peak at a glance.
Everyone heard the footsteps and spoke anxiously to urge him.
"Ning'er, hurry up, it will be too late." The impatient Mo Xingyuan shouted, eager to rush over and pull Jiang Ningxuan forward.
Jiang Ningxuan said: "It's coming in time, it's coming in time."
Without saying a word, Gongsun Jinwei directly took Jiang Ningxuan's hand, turned around and left.
Gongsun Yuchen followed his sister, and beside him was Duanmu Wen silently holding his sword.
Mo Xingyuan hadn't finished what he said. Seeing everyone leaving, leaving only him, he suddenly fell back in anger.
Jiang Ningxuan was pulled by Gongsun Jinwei, and her soft words were in her ears: "Ning'er, you've lost weight again. You must not have taken good care of yourself. By the way, Ning'er, you haven't gone down the mountain recently. Fortunately, your elder brother has prepared a lot of things."
Delicious food, just waiting to see you and cook it for you..."
Jiang Ningxuan listened to her words with a smile in her eyes.
Duanmu Wen and Gongsun Yuchen walked behind.
Seven years have passed, and Duanmu's icy aura is even colder than before. Apart from the Duanmu family, only Jiang Ningxuan can make him look at him differently.
However, Duanmu Wen's skills are getting better and better. He is an expert in using a sword. He is one of the best in Kunlun. No one dares to offend him in person even if he doesn't like it.
On the contrary, Mo Xingyuan's temperament can be said to be versatile and well-liked.
Mo Xingyuan chased after him and looked at the others angrily: "Stinky Duanmu, big ice cube, wait for me."
Others were afraid of Duanmu Wen's cold face, but Mo Xingyuan was not afraid, and kept talking in Duanmu Wen's ears.
Duanmu Wen suddenly drew his sword and struck it without saying a word.
Mo Xingyuan danced with the folding fan in his hand: "Well done."
The two men started fighting again, going back and forth, and the fight was lively.
"Chirp!" Come on!
"Zhizhi!" Well done!
Kyuubi and Suzaku, who were worried that the world would be in chaos, cheered one after another, and each quickly selected a person to cheer for, making the fight between the two more lively.
Mo Xingyuan and Duanmuwen's men showed no mercy, looking for weak points to attack each other.
"Well done."
"..."
"watch out."
"..."
Duanmu Wen was silent the whole time, and he could only hear Mo Xingyuan's happy words.
"Duanmu, it's almost time." Jiang Ningxuan glanced at the sky and said.
Duanmu Wen's cold eyes flashed with light, and Mo Xingyuan secretly thought that it was not good, but it was still too late.
"Ahem!" Mo Xingyuan's breath was a little uncomfortable in his own chest, and he looked at Jiang Ningxuan with accusing eyes: "Ning'er, you are too biased in doing this."
Obviously compared to the big ice cube Duanmu, he is humorous, interesting, and kind to others, and is a hundred times better than the big ice cube Duanmu. However, Ning'er actually prefers the big ice cube Duanmu. It is really unreasonable.
Jiang Ningxuan was silent, and finally spoke after a long time: "Maybe it's because Duanmu doesn't talk much."
She thinks it would be good if the roots of the ears are cleaner.
"Jiang Ningxuan." Mo Xingyuan shouted and chased after Jiang Ningxuan.
Mission hall.
Countless tasks are published, with various points priced at them.
"Looking for Perilla Grass, five points."
"Looking for Wusu grass, ten points."
Gongsun Jinwei looked at the task list in her hand, picking and choosing, and almost took on everything she could.
"Junior sister Jinwei, these tasks are so trivial and the points are not high enough. There is no need to take them." Mo Xingyuan looked at Gongsun Jinwei taking on so many fragmentary tasks and said to her.
Gongsun Jinwei smiled and said nothing.
Jiang Ningxuan looked at everything in the mission hall curiously. She had rarely been out of Xiaozhu Peak in the past few years and had never taken on any missions.
"Ning'er, you are truly blessed." Mo Xingyuan said.
Xiaozhu Peak has a special status in Kunlun, and all resources can be enjoyed. Jiang Ningxuan, as one of the disciples whose master is the second, is protected by the master above and cared for by the senior brothers below. It can be said that he is like a fish in water, free and at ease.
"Senior Brother!" Mo Xingyuan's tone was filled with admiration. He was number one on the Heavenly Ranking, and no one could surpass him. He must have more points than he could spend in a lifetime.
"Put away your eyes, don't look at me like this." Jiang Ningxuan felt a chill.
Mo Xingyuan lowered his voice and moved closer to Jiang Ningxuan, as if he was afraid of being heard by others: "Ning'er, you see our relationship is so good, when will you introduce senior brother and let us get to know each other."
Duanmu Wen's cold eyes also flashed with enthusiasm.
Jiang Ningxuan took a few steps back, looked at the people in front of her with their eyes almost shining, and said in a weak tone: "Senior brother is not at Xiaozhu Peak."
Lou Yunzhou was very busy. He only stayed for less than a day when he came back not long ago, and then left in a hurry.
When Mo Xingyuan, Duanmu Wen and others heard this, not only were they not angry, but they actually showed such expressions. People like the senior brother should be different from ordinary people. The dragon can see the beginning but not the end.
"Next time, I will definitely find an opportunity." Jiang Ningxuan said.
After talking about the business, several people's attention returned to the task hall. The tasks posted in the hall had been changed several times while several people were talking. Some tasks were taken over and some tasks were re-released.
"Here we come." I don't know who shouted, and the mission hall suddenly became lively. A crowd of people at the door looked at the person who walked in, holding a red list in their hands.
The tasks on the red list have high points and are dangerous, but not fatal.
"Let's go take a look." Mo Xingyuan said and walked over.
The tasks on the red list are distributed from time to time. This time he also heard the news in advance, so he hurriedly brought people over.
"This." The two voices fell almost at the same time. Mo Xingyuan looked at the hand that was stretched out with him. If his eyes were a knife, he would definitely chop off that person's hand with his eye knife.
"It's you again." The two people said together again.
He turned around and looked at the person who registered the mission. This time he spoke almost at the same time: "This mission is mine."
The person who registered the task looked at the person on the left and then at the person on the right. He didn't know what to do for a while.
Jiang Ningxuan stood not far away. She looked at Mo Xingyuan, and then turned to look at the other person. The one she was competing with Mo Xingyuan had red lips and white teeth, and looked like an arrogant and domineering young man. His eyes were rolling.
Sticking to Mo Xingyuan.
When Mo Xingyuan saw him like this, goosebumps appeared all over his body. He didn't know what bad idea the man in front of him had in mind. He instinctively wanted to stay away from him. The strength in his hands relaxed slightly, and the red
The scroll was immediately snatched away by the young man.
"Haha!" A proud laugh sounded. Seeing Mo Xingyuan's annoyed look, he laughed even more wildly, "Here, please record it."