Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

Early the next morning, Song Chengming arrived as promised. Tu Nian woke up when he heard the knock on the door, and dragged himself up to wash up in confusion.

Bo Qiu's spirit body had returned to the sword at some point, and was leaning quietly on the side of the bed, maybe asleep, but in any case he did not disturb her, just like every morning before.

After feeding the Golden Crow Beast spiritual fruit and Bo Qiu blood, Tu Nian went to open the door with a pair of swollen eyes. The first thing he said when they met was: "Have you bought breakfast?"

Song Chengming was very considerate and did not remind her that people can see things with their eyes open. He handed the breakfast to her hand with a pout, "As you requested, it is for three people, but the question is, who else is here?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance into her room.

The door to her room yesterday was clearly closed by someone else. Coupled with this third breakfast, it was difficult not to think elsewhere.

Tu Nian didn't know anything about this. Youyou yawned and avoided the rope buckles he handed over, "What are you talking about? There are others here, and that share is prepared for senior brother."

"Hey, no, then last night your door..."

After Tu Nian finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and ran straight up the stairs. Song Chengming chased after her. He looked at her like a coquettish woman hidden in a golden house. He wanted to ask but couldn't, and felt itchy in his heart.

"Eat breakfast?"

Chu Qiurong was at the door of the room, confused by the sudden concern from these two people.

He has been abstinent for two years, what kind of breakfast is he eating now?
Besides, with his little junior sister’s virtue of not waking up until the sun wakes me up, how can she get up so early to serve herself breakfast?
It's not like a weasel blocking the door.

"Ah."

Song Chengming held the breakfast and nodded nervously. Seeing that Chu Qiurong's face was full of suspicion and didn't move for a long time, his throat rolled up involuntarily, and he glanced sideways at the backbone - "How about you say something?"

But the role of eye communication is ultimately limited.

Not to mention how vivid the eyes can be, what do you do when the other person closes his eyes?
No cure, he swallowed and poked her, "Hey, say something quickly."

"okay."

Tu Nian's way of expression was more direct. He first squinted his eyes to determine the direction, touched the door frame and walked around Chu Qiurong to enter the house. Then he slumped on the tea table in his room as if his bones were pulled out, and made a muffled sound. He said: "I announce that in the remaining days of the competition, Second Senior Brother, you will have two personal servants. We will be fully responsible for your food, clothing, housing, transportation and official daily life."

"what?"

"what?"

Chu Qiurong and Song Chengming questioned one after another. The former had no idea what she was going crazy about, while the latter was just a pure protest.

Song Chengming was anxious, and without caring about etiquette for a moment, he burst into the room and slapped Tu Nian on the table where he was lying, and said anxiously: "You didn't mention this to me last night."

"do not have it?"

"last night?"

Tu Nian tilted his head, Chu Qiurong narrowed his eyes, and Song Chengming straightened his back and stood at attention.

Stretching and raising half of his face, Tu Nian looked at Song Chengming with a pair of tearful eyes, "Why, have you been wronged by being a waiter for my senior brother for two days?"

Looking at Tu Nian's smiling face, Song Chengming felt his teeth itch with hatred, but he didn't dare to show it. He could only grit his teeth and respond to her, "Junior sister, what are you saying? Of course I am not wronged." "Don't do it to me. Playing charades. Also, were you two together last night?"

When they entered the room, near the door, Chu Qiurong looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, especially Song Chengming, as if he wanted to be chopped up alive.

Song Chengming and the other outer disciples were in awe of the direct disciples except Tu Nian. When Chu Qiurong looked at them like this, they didn't even dare to let go of anything. Only the one who stood there as the door god share.

"Let's talk about the talisman competition."

After all, Tu Nian remained calm and casually rescued Song Chengming. Then he raised his eyebrows at Chu Qiurong mysteriously, "I caught a ghost by the way."

Chu Qiurong has followed Nie Yanchen and interacted with major sects all year round, and has heard about some overt and covert things. When he heard Tu Nian's words, he immediately understood what she meant, and immediately his expression condensed, and he raised his legs and sat down at the table, " Tell me in detail."

So on the day of the alchemy competition, a small change occurred in the viewing position inside Jiu Xue.

"S-Senior Brother. Third...Junior Brother Xu."

Seeing Jin Nanfeng and Xu Ziqiao sitting next to him very naturally, Song Chengming almost picked out the soles of his shoes.

Yes, Xu Ziqiao's qualifications were even lower than his, but as soon as the title "Junior Brother" came out of his mouth, he really had the urge to slap himself in the mouth.

They are the direct descendants of the sect leader!
No matter which sect you are in, being able to be the direct successor of an elder is an honor and an affirmation of your strength. Those who can become the direct successor of the sect master are all outstanding ones with absolute talent and unlimited future. It can be said that these people, It will take care of all possibilities in the future of the world of immortality.

This is why Song Chengming rejects Tu Nian's arrangement so much.The difference between the outer gate and the inner gate of Xue is definitely not an ordinary class distinction, but a heartfelt awe of strength.

Protecting Chu Qiurong personally was equivalent to following the benchmark in the entire world of immortality. The mental pressure was too great for him.

However, Jiuxue's so-called "benchmarks" do not have this consciousness.

Faced with Song Chengming's stammering greetings, Jin Nanfeng said a faint "hmm" and continued to worry about today's competition; Xu Ziqiao responded with a normal greeting and turned to chat with Chu Qiurong about what he hadn't said yesterday. After finishing the contestants, a few people just let Song Chengming sit among them without any airs. The questions and disdain that Song Chengming expected were all gone.

"This……"

Song Chengming was a little dumbfounded. Why were these personal information from his family so different from what he heard from outside?

"Okay." Patting his somewhat stiff shoulder, Tu Nian said: "We are all normal people, not as scary as you think."

As she said that, she took out a pile of talismans from the mustard seeds and stuffed them into his hand, "Well, we are working on a secret line, so don't miss the important things. I have memorized all the drawing methods of these talismans today, and I will check them tomorrow. ."

"Oh."

Song Chengming responded dully and began to memorize what she said.Tu Nian was not idle either. He pulled Xu Ziqiao over from Chu Qiurong. The two of them were scolding each other and studying the sword skills diligently. Chu Qiurong was bored and helped to give guidance while Jin Nanfeng was quiet. Sitting quietly next to the four of them, he reviewed the documents that Nie Yanchen had left behind these days.

Five heads with different postures were crowded together, chattering at the front of the snow-covered stands for two days.

In particular, Tu Nian, Song Chengming and Chu Qiurong all stuck together at the end. They gathered outside Chu Qiurong's room on time in the early morning. After watching the day's competition, they went back to his room to chat together and stayed up till midnight. In the middle of the night, they reluctantly went back to their respective homes, eating and drinking together, and no one else was allowed to interfere.

In the end, Xu Ziqiao, who felt inexplicably isolated, made a sharp comment: Are you playing house?
The three of them thought about it and thought that this metaphor was quite appropriate, but later on, the two grown men couldn't accept it at all.The reason is also very simple. Neither of them wants to admit that they are the "baby".

Normally, the outer disciples would feel a little disillusioned after two days of watching the situation. However, Ding Rong, sitting among them, felt that this matter was very troublesome.