Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu were both capable and able to deal with things easily.
Only Jie, who had lost the game, looked a little depressed and had been sitting behind Ling Luo, drinking alone.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm useless."
Jie lowered his head slightly, looked gloomy, and apologized solemnly.
"It's okay, it's not your fault." Ling Luo was in a good mood. She stretched out a hand and gently patted Xiao Jie's shoulder. Suddenly, she found that he seemed to have grown taller again, and his shoulders were not as thin as before.
She lost weight, "Believe me, sister, without sword skills, I will definitely fly into your arms automatically."
"Ah?" Jie was stunned, then raised his head, his extremely beautiful purple eyes were like whirlpools, full of doubts, "Automatically... flying here?"
How can there be such a good thing in the world?
Hua Nongying is neither a fool nor a madman.
Ling Luo took a deep look at Ling Jie, said nothing, turned around, and continued to negotiate with the old ghosts from the Sixth Heaven.
Just when Jie was secretly distressed, Sen Luo, the true disciple of Nongying Pavilion who was responsible for taking care of the God-killing Pavilion, walked up to Jie with a mysterious look of joy and said: "Master Ling, our Pavilion Master has summoned you to the inner hall for a talk.
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Ling Jie was stunned for a moment, saw Ling Luo's busy back, thought for a moment, and then nodded to Sen Luo.
My sister is very busy, so there is no need to disturb her with anything.
When Hua Nongying came to him at this time, the most he could do was chat. He could handle it by himself.
Jie left his seat and followed Sen Luo into the inner room of Tiandu Peak's main palace.
The inner room is very quiet, with a sandalwood stove in the center and smoke curling up, perfectly isolated from the noise of the outside world.
"Greetings to the Master of the Flower Pavilion."
Jie cupped his hands and bowed respectfully to Hua Nongying.
Hua Nongying turned around, a very gentle smile flashed across her handsome and demonic face, and said: "Don't be so formal, Ling Jie, just treat me as an ordinary person."
He rarely showed such a kind smile to others.
In the past, even if I laughed, it was rarely so sincere.
Ling Jie pursed his lips, but he still couldn't completely eliminate his psychological restraint, but he had to say that standing next to Hua Nongying, he felt very close to her.
"I wonder why the Master of the Flower Pavilion came to me?"
Hua Nongying sat down and invited Jie to sit opposite him.
"Are you interested in swordsmanship?" Hua Nongying went straight to the point without going around in circles.
Ling Jie raised his head and met Hua Nongying's purple eyes. The strange feeling of closeness became more and more obvious.
"Yes and no."
Hua Nongying smiled: "Yes or no?"
Under this very strange feeling of closeness, Jie did not choose to hide it and said: "My sister wants the Wujian skill, and my brother-in-law has the Wusheng sword in his hand."
Jie paused for a moment, then said, "What sister thinks is also what I think."
Hua Nongying was stunned. She didn't expect that the young man in front of her would be so attached to Mansha's reincarnation.
"I can give you no swordsmanship." Hua Nongying still had a very friendly smile on her face. He looked directly into Jie's eyes and asked, "But you have to tell me, what do you want?
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Jie shook his head and said, "I don't want anything."
Hua Nongying was slightly stunned.
The young man in front of him had an open look in his eyes, and he wasn't lying.
"Xiaojie, don't you have a wish? Don't you have something you want?" Hua Nongying didn't believe in evil and repeated the question.