The silent air seemed to suppress everyone's heart. Even the sound of breathing became weaker.
Jing Yirong's calm voice broke the silent air. "So what if I wait three days." Jing Yirong walked to Ye Xieming's side. "I suddenly became interested in the Xuantian Mirror. I also want to see it. Let’s see what kind of treasure can make all the famous people in the world become grandsons in front of this respected Taoist.”
"You." "Jing Yirong, don't be too arrogant."
Jing Yirong's words obviously angered a group of people who call them chivalrous all day long. Jing Yirong looked coldly. "I'm used to being arrogant. I can't change it."
"You want to see it." Ye Xieming looked at Jing Yirong.
"Let's see if he can visit again. If you want to kill him, you are not afraid of waiting three more days."
Ye Xie meditated for a moment and looked at Taoist Zizun. "After the Xuantian Mirror is unsealed in three days, it will be the decisive battle between you and me."
Taoist Zizun nodded slightly, but his eyes fell on Jing Yirong. Someone who can make Ye Xieming change his mind has to be impressive.
The people in the main hall who were waiting all the time couldn't help but sigh. In fact, who didn't want to just wait quietly for the Xuan Tian Mirror to be unsealed. After all, Ye Xieming is also the number one master in the world. In a real fight, they would be killed or injured. The number of people is probably not small.
Another voice sounded in the already calm main hall. "Jing Yirong, we want you to apologize for what you just said." I don't know who started it. Someone else immediately echoed.
Duan Yuliu and Bu Chenche looked at each other. It seemed that someone deliberately wanted to use the power of Jianghu people to bring down Jing Yirong. But the main trigger was Jing Yirong's arrogant temperament. What she said just now made her She was so proud that everyone didn't know how she was going to solve it now.
Jing Yirong's cold face was full of mockery. "It turns out that the so-called charlatans are just a bunch of barking dogs."
"Jing Yirong, please don't go too far." The hero Xu spoke again. "There are people here who are better than you in martial arts. If you continue to be so arrogant, you will be the one who suffers."
"A group fight or a one-on-one fight." Jing Yirong doesn't have the patience to listen to the nonsense surnamed Xu. I said that if anyone feels unhappy, just do it. I, Jing Yirong, will fight at any time."
Everyone looked at each other. If they were really allowed to fight alone, no one would dare to come forward. She obviously came with Ye Xieming. If Ye Xieming had spoken out by then, no matter how serious their fate was, You probably can't defeat them either. So the only way to defeat them is for everyone to work together.
"Everyone." Taoist Zizun suddenly spoke. "Everyone, please listen to what I said. I still said the same thing. Today, everyone gathered on Hexiantai for the Xuantian Mirror. So I don't want any fighting to happen on Hexiantai. I Hexiantai is not a place where blood is shed yet. Miss Jing is a junior after all. Why do you heroes have to argue with her? If everyone here gives me a face, don't do anything."
What Zi Zun said made everyone who was about to move stop their movements. Although these words were very reasonable, everyone could see that Taoist Zi Zun was trying to save Jing Yirong. The last sentence did not give any thought at all. Anyone has a choice. If he really touches Jing Yirong now, he will not give face to Taoist Zizun. Even if everyone is not happy with the scene of Taoist Zizun protecting Jing Yirong, there is no more gossip.
"Since it was Senior Zizun who spoke, we will no longer embarrass her."
"Yes. Jing Yi allows us to let you go this time. If you are so arrogant in the future, don't blame us for being rude."
Jing Yirong ignored the sounds around her. Her eyes fell on Taoist Zizun. After a long time, she said, "Mind your own business."
Taoist Zizun still had a smile on his face. "The children who drive Xiantai will take you to your private room. Please enjoy the scenery behind Hexiantai Mountain in the past two days." Taoist Zizun said just after finishing his words. The children led the martial artists out of the main hall.
The people in the main hall gradually retreated. Before Jing Yirong left, he glanced at the Taoist priest again and followed the Taoist boy. I have to say that Hexiantai is indeed a good place. With clear water and green mountains, birds singing and fragrance of flowers, there is no hustle and bustle of the rivers and lakes, let alone the rivers and lakes. The bloody storm. The tranquility is like a paradise among the clouds. Even the air makes people feel comfortable.
Jing Yirong took advantage of Xue Li's lunch break and came out of the house. She sat under a century-old pine tree and listened to the wind blowing leisurely on the mountain peak. It was already cold winter under the mountain peak. The Chinese New Year would be coming in less than half a month. But it was still warm as spring on the mountain peak. Next to the old pine is a crystal clear spring. The sound of the mountain spring moistening the rocks is refreshing and refreshing. Is Hexiantai a place where immortals once lived? Otherwise, how could it be so beautiful?
"It seems that you have adapted very quickly to life after amnesia." Bu Chenche walked towards Jing Yirong with a smile and sat directly opposite Jing Yirong.
Jing Yirong looked at Bu Chenche. She knew him. He was King Junqi and Qiao Shuang'er's husband. Qiao Shuang'er would appear every day during the half month in Yuluo Village. But Jing Yirong had only seen him twice. times. And we haven’t even talked to each other.
Bu Chenche saw that Jing Yirong didn't speak. He then said, "When Jing Yirong recovers your memory, don't forget that you still owe me a favor."
"I owe you." Jing Yirong frowned.
"Now that you have lost your memory, I won't talk nonsense to you. I just kindly remind you once." Bu Chenche looked at the rising mountains in the distance. "It is not without benefit to me that you have lost your memory. At least Ouyang Hengxi disappeared. .Jing Yirong, you’d better recover your memory quickly, otherwise I’m afraid it’s too late and the Yu Kingdom is already mine.”
Jing Yirong couldn't understand what King Junqi said at all. But in her heart, she felt that every word he said was important.
"What was our relationship before we lost our memories?"
"Relationship." Bu Chenche tapped his fingers on the table and wiped his lips with a smile. "This is complicated. I always wanted to kill you but in the end I saved you. As for you, I guess you always wanted to kill me but you kept trying again and again. You mind my business. Jing Yirong, please guess what our previous relationship was."
Jing Yirong raised her eyebrows. She could see that Bu Chenche's smile was not a perfunctory one. Instead, there was a touch of interesting excitement coming from the bottom of his heart. "I guess it's a lunatic relationship."
"Agree." Bu Chenche replied with a smile. The relationship between him and Jing Yirong is indeed like a lunatic. Fighting also helps. Probably because they are too similar, they become less like enemies than enemies and less like friends. That's it. At first, he really seemed like a madman. Sometimes he was in harmony, and sometimes he fell out.
Jing Yirong felt that she still had to recover her memory because she was unable to fight back in the face of the current situation.
"King Junqi. Hello, I am Nangong Yu." Nangong Yu saw King Junqi and Jing Yirong chatting from a distance. Looking at the smile on King Junqi's face, she couldn't help but walk closer. It was the same as the smile she just saw in the main hall. Although it's different, it's still the same that people can't look away from. Since she has decided to be a princess worthy of King Junqi, there is nothing to worry about. People in the world don't care about red tape.
Bu Chenche raised his eyes and glanced at Nangong Yu, who stood up and prepared to leave as if he hadn't seen him.
Nangong Yu hurriedly caught up with Bu Chenche. "Didn't you see me saying hello to you?"
"Get out of the way." Bu Chenche's face was cold. Although he was not as cruel as Ye Xieming, he was also famous in the world for his cold temperament. No matter whether he was a man or a woman, he would show off his emotions as long as he didn't want to pay attention.
Nangong Yu held his head high. "I won't give in. King Junqi, I tell you that I am Nangong Yu. Why are you ignoring me, the third lady of Nangong Castle?"
"I'm not interested in who you are at all." King Junqi walked around Nangong Yu. Nangong Yu was not willing to give up easily and walked up to King Junqi again. "King Junqi, do you know that I, Nangongbao, am the most powerful person after Yuluo Village? The most famous one is me, Nangongbao. Anyone who hears Nangongbao will get close to me. I know you are a prince and you won’t care about this. But I am just telling you that based on my status, I can sit and talk with you on an equal footing. .”
Bu Chenche was disdainful. "I'll say it again to get out of the way."
Jing Yirong looked at the scene in front of him coldly. That Nangong Yu obviously took himself too seriously.
Some people gradually came to the originally quiet ground. They were all in awe of the scenery of Hexiantai. When they came to the stream, they wanted to enjoy it again, but when they encountered the scene of Nangong Yu entangled with King Junqi, they couldn't help but look at it. Xiang. The third young lady of the Nangong family has a noble status and a beautiful face. She has practiced martial arts since she was a child and has been considered a little master in the world. Therefore, she has always been pretentious since she was a child. She heard that she can't look down on anyone who comes to propose marriage. .I always feel that no one can be worthy of her. Now she is pestering King Junqi and it is a good show.
Nangong Yu saw the figure next to her looking at her. King Junqi was too disrespectful to her. His phoenix eyes were filled with anger. "I won't let you. I won't let you."
Bu Chenche impatiently reached out and grabbed Nangong Yu's shoulder and tried to throw her out. Nangong Yu noticed Bu Chenche's motive and reached out to grab the clothes on Bu Chenche's chest to stop her flying body. Bu Chenche didn't expect it. When Nangong Yu was fighting, he didn't use much strength. After the two of them stood still, Nangong Yu had already landed on his back. Her hands were still holding the clothes on his chest.
Seeing this, Nangong Yu simply put his other hand on Bu Chenche's neck. "King Junqi, do you know that men and women are not treated with intimacy? Now you can't play around with me behind my back."
Bu Chenche frowned. He grabbed Nangong Yu's hand and tried to throw her out. However, Nangong Yu stretched out her legs to hook his feet, and her whole body seemed to be leaning on him with all her strength. Bu Chenche was impatient and inadvertently lifted her Suddenly, he saw Qiao Shuang'er's figure in the gradually gathering crowd. His heart tightened and he actually forgot that Nangong Yu was still on his back.
After Qiao Shuang'er tidied up the room, she went to find Bu Chenche. She walked around but didn't see his figure. She originally wanted to go back to the room, but she saw a group of people surrounding it and walked over involuntarily. When she followed all the people, People's eyes saw the figures stacked up in the crowd, their bodies stiff, and their minds going blank.
A girl fell on Bu Chenche's back. Her hands hugged Bu Chenche's neck tightly. Bu Chenche did not shake her away but put his hand on hers. Qiao Shuang'er only felt that there was something in her heart. A knife slashed hard. Nalan Zhenqi had such intimate behavior with Yue Ya. She had never been like this before. She would rather she never saw the scene in front of her.
Nangong Yu felt Bu Chenche's body stiffen. Then he looked at Xiang Qiao Shuang'er's pale face. With a proud smile on his lips, he jumped off King Junqi's back and walked to Qiao Shuang'er. "Are you Sister Shuang'er?"
When Qiao Shuang'er heard the word "sister" called by Nangong Yu, it was particularly harsh. "How old are you?"
"16." Although Nangong Yu didn't understand why Qiao Shuang'er asked this, she still answered honestly.
"I will turn 14 in a few days," Qiao Shuang'er said bluntly, "You don't need to call me sister if you want to pretend to be young."
Qiao Shuang'er's words of not giving Nangong Yu any face made everyone suppress their laughter.
"You." Nangong Yu was furious. "Do you know who I am? I am Nangong Yu. The third lady of Nangong Castle."
Qiao Shuang'er thought for a long time. "So you are the Nangong Yu that brother Yu Liu said was arrogant, arrogant, and self-righteous." Qiao Shuang'er looked Nangong Yu up and down. "When I saw it today, I felt that what brother Yu Liu said was unacceptable. Not wrong.”