"Hurry up, hurry up!"
Nangong Jie turned around and greeted Zheng Qiyuan and others anxiously, "If you are late, you will miss the conference!"
The reason why I am late is not because of you!
Hearing Nangong Jie's repeated urgings, Wang Dadao's head was covered with black lines. If Han Li beside him hadn't stretched out his hand to stop him, he would have almost blurted out.
It turns out that everyone in the Tiandao Alliance is from southern Xinjiang. They have never visited the "Wen Dao Academy" before and are not familiar with the route.
Ever since, Nangong Jie volunteered to take on the role of guide.
Perhaps the image of Nangong Ling left in Zheng Qiyuan's mind was so majestic that he instinctively thought that the cousin of the senior sister of Piaohua Palace was probably a smart and capable person.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Jie was boasting about Haikou, but in fact she had never been to the academy. She was just relying on the few words she heard from Nangong Tianxing and others' chats to randomly explore the route, and she led a few people further and further off.
It's been a big circle.
If Han Li hadn't vaguely felt something was wrong and asked someone on the roadside to inquire, Zheng Qiyuan and his party might have directly bypassed the "Wen Dao Academy" and ran to Northern Xinjiang Province.
Realizing that she had messed up, Nangong Jie was naturally ashamed and apologized repeatedly. Finally, Zheng Qiyuan had a gentle temper and Nangong Ling was in the relationship, so he did not blame her much.
Han Li and others remained silent in a tacit agreement, as if this incident had never happened.
By the time a few people rushed to the academy, it was already less than half a moment before the Heroes Conference started.
Under the guidance of a disciple from the Wendao Academy, several people successfully climbed to the top of the mountain. At this time, the platform in front of the Saint's Palace was already densely packed with people, and there was almost no seat or space left.
"so many people!"
Looking at this rare grand occasion in front of her, Nangong Jie's pretty face was full of shock, but there was a hint of excitement in her watery eyes.
For a young lady like her who is waiting in the boudoir, she rarely goes out except for occasionally hosting or participating in some gatherings among the rich and powerful children of the imperial capital. Her experience in the world is like a blank sheet of paper. She has never seen so many heroes gather together.
scene.
"There are actually three saints present?"
Han Li exchanged a few pleasantries with his acquaintances, then ran back and pointed at the sky and said loudly, "It seems that the 'Wen Dao Academy' is serious this time!"
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw three men and three women hanging in the sky.
Seeing the appearance of one of the women in pink, Nangong Jie suddenly trembled, her eyes full of disbelief.
"sister?"
She rubbed her eyes vigorously, fearing that she had seen wrongly.
However, the appearance of the woman in the sky is still so familiar, and her beautiful eyes are still so smart and deep, which brings endless pressure to people, but also makes people unconsciously attracted and intoxicated.
As if aware of Nangong Jie's gaze, Nangong Ling turned his head sideways and smiled at her.
Really a cousin!
Staring at the exquisite and graceful pink figure in the sky, Nangong Jie's mood was simply difficult to describe in words.
This role model that I had imitated and the object of my pursuit since childhood was actually able to stand in the sky and even talk to the saints who almost only existed in legends on an equal footing.
But after all these years, I am still a rookie who only has the human wheel realm. The gap between the two is as vast as clouds and mud, and it is simply impossible to calculate.
The smile on Nangong Jie's face gradually faded, and an indescribable feeling of loss couldn't help but surge into her heart.
"Sister Nangong, what's wrong?"
Sensing that her mood was different, Zheng Qiyuan asked with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No, it's nothing." Nangong Jie pointed to the sky with a strong smile, "I just saw my cousin."
"Senior Sister Nangong is really amazing." Zheng Qiyuan couldn't help but sigh with sincerity, "She can actually stand with the saint."
"Did you know?" Nangong Jie was silent for a moment and then suddenly said, "She was born two years earlier than me. The two of us played together since childhood and were almost inseparable for a while."
"It turns out that you sisters have such a good relationship." Zheng Qiyuan praised.
"She is very good to me, but I reject her and alienate her from the bottom of my heart." Nangong Jie shook her head, and a trace of pain flashed through her eyes. "The older I get, the more this emotion becomes."
It was so powerful that later on, just standing next to her would make me feel breathless and uncomfortable."
"Why?" Zheng Qiyuan asked in surprise.
"Why are you afraid of her?" Nangong Jie asked.
"That's it." Zheng Qiyuan suddenly realized, "I understand."
"She is so good, and we are so similar." Nangong Jie seemed to have opened up her chatterbox, gushing, "Ever since she was little, she has been better than me in everything. Every time I see the look in my parents' eyes, I feel like
I hear them complaining about why their child is mine and not my cousin. This kind of life almost drives me crazy..."
"Sister Nangong." Zheng Qiyuan suddenly grabbed her snow-white catkins, "I can understand your mood."
"Leader Zheng, you, you..." Nangong Jie had never had physical contact with a young man before. Feeling the hot breath coming from her hands, she couldn't help but blush and her heart beat. She was confused and didn't know what to do.
"Perhaps you don't believe it. Just a few months ago, I was just a piece of trash on the personal level." Zheng Qiyuan looked into her eyes and said sincerely, "And I also have a sister who is far ahead in terms of personality and cultivation."
Better than me."
"What!" Nangong Jie was shocked when she heard this and looked at him up and down, "Human Wheel Level 1? How is that possible?"
In just a few months, she jumped from the human chakra level to a spiritual master. This speed of cultivation really made her doubt her life.
"Growing up, my parents loved me, and my sister took great care of me." Zheng Qiyuan continued, "I was too weak, and I caused a lot of trouble to my family, and even almost cost my father his life. They
But he never disliked me, he just tolerated me and loved me."
"You, you are very lucky." Nangong Jie lowered her head and gently smoothed the hair on her forehead with her right hand that was not held.
"What I want to say is that it is precisely because of their tolerance that I was able to persevere all the way, and finally met a noble person and became the person I am today." Zheng Qiyuan tightened his right hand, his voice full of gratitude and tenderness, "I
I don’t know my sister’s parents, but I know that Senior Sister Nangong is definitely a kind person, maybe…”
Nangong Jie slowly raised her head and stared into his eyes seriously, forgetting for a moment that her left hand was still in the other's palm.
"...Perhaps you shouldn't regard her as a comparison object." Zheng Qiyuan paused for a while, and then said word by word, "But she should be a sister and a relative. After all, you are you, she is her, and you
Everyone has his own merits, there is no need to score higher."
"Compared with my cousin, how can I be any good?" Nangong Jie sighed, staring at the charming Nangong Ling in the sky, with a hint of sadness and unconfidence in her voice.
"Why not?" Zheng Qiyuan suddenly smiled, his smile warm and sunny, "If not, why do I prefer chatting with you, sister, compared to Senior Sister Nangong?"
"You and I……"
Nangong Jie's pretty face turned red instantly, and she suddenly realized that the two of them were still in physical contact. She quickly shrank her right arm and pulled her jade hand out of Zheng Qiyuan's palm. She took two steps back and looked straight down, as if
To see a flower from the ground.
From her white and smooth neck, you can still see a faint blush.
"Old Han, compared with the leader." Witness Li opened his mouth wide and sighed to Han Li beside him, "My life has been in vain."
"People are inherently different." Han Li patted his shoulder and comforted him softly, "Don't choose the wrong comparison object, otherwise it will only hurt your own heart."
Witness Li couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, and he didn't know whether to feel relieved or worried.
Just after the Heavenly Sword Alliance, some sporadic forces entered the meeting, including Jin Xihe, Pingbei King of the Jingyu Empire. As time went by, the number of people who came after him became less and less, and the number of people on the mountain top
Finally it stopped increasing.
"It's almost time."
The saint who heard the Tao suspended in the air suddenly said, "The others don't wait, let's start!"
As soon as he finished speaking, dazzling white lights suddenly shot up all around the mountain, converging in the sky to form a dazzling spiritual dome, covering the entire mountain, as if under the eyes of all the people participating.
The top of the head was suddenly covered with a hemispherical cover. The scene was strange and majestic, arousing countless wonders.
"I think all the heroes already know this."
The saint who heard the Tao seemed to have expected this scene, and his expression was indifferent. He didn't even glance at the spiritual dome above his head, but said unhurriedly, "The 'Dark Temple' and the 'Seven Star Pavilion' wantonly provoked
The war has caused loss of life and suffering in the world. The reason why I have convened this conference is to invite the heroes of the world to gather here to discuss countermeasures and jointly fight against the unjust acts of these two forces..."
"Oh? How can such a grand event be without us?"
Before he could finish his opening remarks, a long gap opened for no apparent reason in the sky high outside the spiritual power dome.
The crack grew larger and larger, eventually turning into a black void that was almost large enough for two people to pass through.
One after another, figures slowly walked out of the black hole, lined up in a row, and hung high in the sky.
The first person was wearing a white robe, with a "swastika" pattern embroidered in the center of the flame pattern on his chest.
It is the master of the "Dark Temple", Mo Disheng!
This chapter has been completed!