On the fourth day of the martial arts competition, the sky was originally clear, but suddenly it began to rain. You must know that the arena competition was held in the open air, and a heavy rain came first. Even Ling Yun never thought that the rain would not stop.
Due to the trend, we could only postpone the competition and invite everyone to discuss it.
When Jian Hanshang woke up, she felt the humidity in the air. When she heard the sound of rain outside, she roughly understood why Gong Moxie didn't wake her up: "What's going on outside now?" "Hange just now"
The news I came to tell me that the competition has been suspended, I'm afraid we are discussing countermeasures now." Gong Moxie put back Jian Hanshang's little hand that was about to reach out from the quilt, fearing that she would catch a cold.
"Let me go take a look." As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Moxie had already gotten out of bed, took out thicker clothes from the cabinet, then picked Jian Hanshang up from the bed and put them on her little by little.
"Gong Moxie, I'm not cold." After getting out of bed, Jian Hanshang felt the chill in the air. A rain made the temperature drop a lot, but she was a master of Lan Zun and had fighting fire, so what happened?
She wouldn't even catch a cold, but Gong Moxie's current behavior was obviously treating her like an ordinary child.
As soon as such an idea came out, Jian Hanshang suddenly had a few black lines on his face. He struggled to take off his clothes, but Gong Moxie stopped him again: "You are not allowed to take them off." With stubbornness in his tone, Jian Hanshang said
My heart warmed, and I could only let go of my hand. In this life, who would be so considerate for her, just this one person in front of me.
Being so soft-hearted, Gong Moxie simply took over Ningqiu's job and dressed up Jian Hanshang. The obvious stiffness and caution in his hands made Jian Hanshang even happier. After being forced to finish breakfast, Jian Hanshang
Hang Shang was about to go out, but was stopped again. A snow-white fox fur was covered on her body: "Come back early, don't get wet."
Today's Gong Moxie made Jian Hanshang feel strange. She didn't know why she felt this way. She always felt that he seemed to be trying to save her, but there was only tenderness in his expression. She couldn't help but think deeply, but she couldn't find anything.
I could only blame myself for being careless. I waved to Gong Moxie and left with an umbrella.
At the moment when Jian Hanshang's figure disappeared around the corner, Gong Moxie's figure flickered, and "poof", the white robe was stained with blood spots, like plum blossoms blooming proudly in the snow.
"Master, this is the Ten Thousand Years Fire Lotus Seed." I don't know when Zheng appeared next to Gong Mouxie, holding a box made of crystal in his hand.
Gong Moxie glanced at it lightly, then picked it up and threw it into her mouth: "It's just treating the symptoms, not the root cause. If something happens, protect her with all your strength."
She, of course, is Jian Hanshang. How could Zhen not know? His eyes were a little complicated, but he did not dare to disobey Gong Mouxie's order, "Yes." Jian Hanshang walked slowly in the rain, the green fighting spirit blocking her.
In the wind and rain, she seemed like an elf, dissipating all the annoyance.
There were not many people along the way. It seemed that the heavy rain had stopped the ring competition and also stopped the spectators from walking. After all, there were not many people like Jian Yanshang who could use fighting spirit to defend against the rain. Maybe just for a while, anyone could, but
No one can bear the long supply of fighting spirit.
Even if you can bring an umbrella and a raincoat, it is not suitable in such a crowded conference. When passing the ring, Jian Yanshang took a special look and found that there was no one there. He thought that Gong Mouxie was still waiting.
Thinking of his behavior this morning, Jian Yanshang couldn't help but quicken his pace.
When Jian Hanshang arrived at Ling Yun's residence, the rain showed no sign of weakening. After arriving at Lan Zun, Jian Hanshang's body was completely free of turbidity, his face was rosy, and his body began to grow slowly, and he grew taller.
He had worn a lot of clothes, and Gong Moxie had specially dressed him up today. He looked as noble as a fairy in the rain, and attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered.
Everyone headed by Ling Yun couldn't help but be stunned. Jian Yanshang also took the opportunity to look around at everyone. Ling Yun and Abbot Yuan Che of Foyin Temple were sitting in the master's seat, and Xuanyuan Mo and Wan Tian Valley's Valley Master were sitting on the two sides respectively.
On the side, the others were members of the four major families and some leaders of other competing forces. No one from the Anyin clan was seen, and Jian Yanshang's eyes became a little dark.
After the calm lasted for a long time, Ling Yun finally spoke: "Shang'er is here. We are just discussing the conference. What do you think?"
A short sentence relieved everyone's embarrassment. After all, it is not a glorious thing for seniors to stare at a junior in a daze. Jian Hanshang didn't care, and stepped forward and bowed slightly: "It's not about opinions.
But I have a small suggestion."
He glanced at everyone, paused, and continued, "The rain will not stop for a while, but the martial arts tournament is urgently needed to continue, so Xuang Shang is bold and hopes that the master, Master Yuanche and Master Wantian Valley can lead the Chong family head
, to support the contestants with a vindictive rain cover to ensure the progress of the game."
As soon as these words came out, even those who had been in office for a long time could not help but frown and start discussing in private. Only Ling Yun, Yuan Che and Ning Hui did not show any expression on their faces, but they were very interested.
Looking at Jian Hanshang, waiting for her next words, all the situations were within Jian Hanshang's expectations. He cleared his throat and continued: "Yangshang knows that everyone's status is so high that our competition disciples cannot reach it.
Yes, but the martial arts tournament is a competition for the entire Huanchen Continent. If it stops because of a rain, it will definitely not be just Huandu Academy that is laughed at by ordinary people."
As soon as he finished speaking, all those discussions stopped. After all, what Jian Yanshang said was reasonable and reasonable. Their big family all allowed themselves to be cultivators, and they were arrogant and arrogant. If they couldn't do this, their prestige among the people would be greatly reduced.
, not a single star will be lost by then.
"But the host is Huandu College, and we won't let everyone suffer. When the rainstorm ends, our college's instructor Wen Weihan will give you some gifts."
Jian Hanshang didn't say what it was specifically. Everyone also knew who Wen Weihan was. She was a famous alchemist on the Huanchen Continent. Her elixirs were priceless. If so, they could get one of hers.
A pill would definitely be of great help to the family.
However, people from Wantian Valley and Foyin Temple naturally don't care about the small pill, but Jian Yanshang knows that Yuan Che and Ning Hui will not oppose him, not only because of their appreciation for him, but also because they are now
They are allies. Although the rain this time was an accident, Jian Yanshang's proposal gave them the best chance, allowing Yuan Che, Ning Hui and others to study the dark fighting spirit of the Anyin tribe at close range.
A proposal convinced everyone, even the picky Xuanyuan Mo didn't say anything against it, so the problem that had been unsolved was solved. Everyone went down to arrange it. Yuan Che looked at Jian Yanshang with appreciation.
The glance seemed to tell her that he already agreed with what she said to Zhikong last night, while Ning Hui sighed and looked at Ling Yun: "Your vision is still the same as before."
Although he was praising Ling Yun, he was actually praising Jian Yanshang. Ling Yun didn't know that Jian Yanshang had made many arrangements in private. He thought it was rain protection that made Ning Hui like this, so he had to smile and send this person away.
Old friend.
"Since Shang'er is like this, everyone's attitude towards you will change again." Ling Yun was happy in his heart. His disciple was so successful and it really made him look good, but he was also worried that Jian Yanshang would be punished because of this.
Some damage.
"Old man, Foyin Temple and Wantian Valley have agreed to help with the An Yin Clan's matter, so you can rest assured." Jian Hanshang did not want to hide this matter from Ling Yun. The first attack on the An Yin Clan would require Ling Yun and others.
Secondly, she has no intention of being in the limelight. Although she wants to protect Huandu Academy, she vaguely feels that there is someone behind the Dark Hidden Clan who is controlling it, so she can only hide behind the scenes. This is why she secretly and
The reason for Zhikong and Ning Hui’s discussion.
When Ling Yun heard Jian Hanshang's words, he couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that his apprentice would surprise him again and again. He was really better than his master. When this matter is over, he might be able to enjoy his old age.