Chapter 50 Saying I Can

When Jian Yang woke up, it was already afternoon. When he sat up, he saw a young man squatting under a tree and curled up not far away. The young man seemed to have been guarding there, holding his sword and sleeping lightly. It was noon now. , A little cicada chirping came, he leaned on his sword to sleep quietly, his long eyelashes cast a shadow over his eye sockets, and the blue under his eyes revealed his master's poor sleep.

Jian Yang sighed in his heart. He actually knew that this little guy was different from himself. He really worked hard to practice. He was fine when he didn't stick to him before. He practiced during the day and could rest more or less honestly at night.

Now I stick to myself during the day, and I practice qigong without sleep at night. I don't listen to what I say, and I don't know who this temperament looks like. It is reasonable to say that my senior brother has such a casual personality, and he shouldn't teach this stubborn donkey.

In the end, Jian Yang still walked over and hugged the child to the vine bed and let him sleep well. He didn't know when this illusion would end, but if this little guy was still the male lead of the stallion.

In the end, he couldn't escape the fate of being sacrificed. Jian Yang tilted his head, and the light and shadow fell through the gap between the trees and fell on the two of them. His eyes only fell on the boy.

He has been drowsy lately, but dreamed of many things. He gradually felt that these were some fragmentary memories. If he chose to save this child in the past, would he make the same choice again?

The person on the vine was fast asleep, and a person walked up the mountain not far away. Jian Yang waved at her from a distance, signaling her to stop.

So as not to come over and wake people up, he walked over and asked Zhong Xiu, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Xiu clenched her fists and saluted. She first tentatively looked at the sleeping person under the tree, and then she naturally retracted her gaze and said respectfully, "Senior brother, the disciples meeting is about to be held, and the headmaster asks you to choose someone. "

"Understood." Jian Yang nodded, this kind of thing was not difficult for him, at most it was just a little troublesome. After he agreed, he saw that Zhong Xiu didn't leave, instead he was hesitant to say anything. appearance.

"What?" Jian Yang's words are always a little light and indifferent. Although they are not indifferent, they are always as indifferent as a gentleman's friendship, making people not dare to go too far.

"Eldest brother, how can the younger brother sleep here, this...it doesn't make sense." Zhong Xiu still said it. Recently, the younger brother has always been pestering the elder brother. If he didn't drive him away, how could this be tolerated? The senior brother belongs to everyone. When can a killed Cheng Yaojin be monopolized?

Jian Yang raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect his hands to be so wide. His expression turned cold, and his displeasure was evident: "I have my own measure."

These words added a bit of indifference compared to the previous ones. Who could not hear the coldness? Zhong Xiu was shaking all over in the hot summer, and the courage she had just plucked up was instantly gone. She quickly admitted her mistake and said, "Yes. The disciple has overstepped, please forgive me.”

"Let's go." Jian Yang didn't want to say more, he turned around and left. He didn't have this ability before, but now he has, naturally he doesn't need to restrain his thoughts, he can be with whoever he wants to be with, Do I need someone else's consent?

Passing by the tree vines, Jian Yang went directly to the study to prepare the list. In the tree vines not far away, Lin Xuanhe's eyes opened, and he heard all the words of Zhong Xiu just now. He squinted slightly, his eyes were ruthless that did not match his age, anyone who wanted to separate him and his senior should be damned.

The annual disciple meeting was extraordinarily grand. The news swept the entire sect, and everyone revolved around it. The disciples talked about it after dinner.

When Jian Yang was having dinner in the evening, he also specifically asked Lin Xuanhe what he thought. Seeing that Lin Xuanhe was really willing, he added his name with confidence. That is, Ximen Yanghong should pay more attention, and the rest Don't worry about him.

Situ Jin...

It's not bad, it doesn't matter.

As long as Lin Xuanhe doesn't share a house with Gongye Qiyang, who is unlucky, everything will be fine.

On the day of the disciple meeting, I came to this mountain as always, but with different identities and different moods, it was still Situ Jin who came to greet him. Strictness in reprimanding yourself.

After the lottery ended, Jian Yang went to the exclusive dormitory of the eldest disciples. If he remembered correctly, only Lin Xuanhe lived in the exclusive dormitory of the eldest disciples in the previous life, and the others had no idea what was going on. Go and mix with one of your ordinary disciples.

This life is good, I finally don't have to see those few people and spend my own luxurious single room!

Pushing open the door outside, Jian Yang smiled slightly, but when he saw several people inside the door, the smile could be said to freeze on his face.

Situ Jin, Gongye Qiyang, Ximen Yanghong, none of them were single, they were all here.

Jian Yang: "..."

"Isn't this Brother Lin?" Ximen Yanghong still looked like the old god was there, sipping tea carefully, but it was of no use. Now Jian Yang already knew that this product was actually broken to the core.

As someone whom Situ Jin had only met not long ago, he just nodded politely, not overly affectionate, but not alienated.

On the other hand, Qi Yang was still in that violent temper. His brows and eyes were full of disdain. Jian Yang thought that in reality, Qi Yang looked down on him, and it was because of his low level. Now that he looked down on his disciples, he looked down on everyone.

Sure enough, Qi Yang said, "What gust of wind brought you here? Didn't you always disdain to sleep with us?"

Jian Yang frowned, always feeling that this guy seemed to have an inexplicable hostility towards him.

But if you discuss the length with the gang, it will only fuel his arrogance, and it will be even more excessive from now on.

So Jian Yang decided to pretend that he couldn't see it, so he was going to go over.

Qi Yang didn't speak anymore, he just went into his room honestly, and a few people gathered in the hall to drink tea, in fact, they were just meeting each other, and they still had their own rooms.

Jian Yang still couldn't let go of what Ximen Yanghong did in his heart. Even if he knew that Ximen Yanghong might not be the one from outside, forgive him and feel panic.

He nodded nonchalantly and entered his room.

When he arrived in the room, he was lying on the bed, and suddenly he was a little puzzled. Didn't Qi Yang come by two people before? Which one?

How is this different, what kind of butterfly effect?

However, he couldn't help thinking too much about all this, and soon the people from the organizer of the disciple competition sent clothes and tokens.

The general rules are almost the same as before. Simply speaking, the Disciple Competition is the same as in previous years. No, it is the same as everything that I have experienced before. There is no suspense at all. It is still the same process and the same venue.

Jian Yang even saw Zhang Quandan, and Zhang Quandan was still cheerful at the moment, which reminded Jian Yang of the three wishes he promised him.

It's time to think about it after you go out.

Zhang Quandan was keenly aware of Jian Yang's gaze, even though the distance between the two of them was nearly 100 meters, but he sensed the line of sight for the first time.

Jian Yang has no objection to Zhang Quandan, so he naturally paid his respects. He is now devoted to his younger brothers, especially when he finds out that these senior brothers are all dazzling madmen.

Gongye Qiyang is talking endlessly at the moment, and has been forcing about Wen Feng's goodness, for fear that others will not know that his junior brother is Wen Feng, Jian Yang's brain hurts when he hears it.

When he lived in one room before, he felt that Qi Yang was very attached to Wen Feng, but at that time it was probably because Wen Feng was right in front of him that he couldn't brag.

When Qi Yang was talking nonstop, Jian Yang sat next to him, and he responded from time to time, perfunctory three combos: That's it, not bad, not bad.

Although anyone can hear this, Qi Yang's IQ is more perfunctory, but he didn't get angry, but looked at Jian Yang with a little friendlier and sympathetic eyes.

This Jian Yang felt really inexplicable, what did he do, how could he still feel sympathy.

"What's wrong?" Jian Yang simply asked.

Qi Yang probably didn't expect Jian Yang to ask straight to the point, so he said bluntly: "Wen Feng is indeed my most satisfied junior brother, but your junior brother...

He hesitated to speak, but everyone knew what he didn't finish, because no one didn't know Lin Xuanhe's situation. He was born unable to cultivate, and he still practiced Qi.

Jian Yang: "It's nothing, the innate deficiencies can be made up by the day after tomorrow. I believe that Wen Feng's current achievements are naturally inseparable from his efforts. Although my junior and junior brothers are average in talent, they have a wonderful heart."

This is the first time that Jian Yang has responded so harshly after the perfunctory three times. He really disdains arguing with others, but he protects his shortcomings, saying that he can, or his junior brother, that is not acceptable.

Unexpectedly, he thought that Qi Yang would definitely be unhappy, but he actually said: "Yes, Wen Feng really worked hard."

With his smiling appearance, it seems that whoever praises Wenfeng is complimenting him.

Jian Yang: "..." This is too much

He was too lazy to talk to this younger brother. The game over there was also in the white-hot stage. He was bored and finally waited for Lin Xuanhe to play.

Lin Xuanhe was not fighting against his original waters, but a desert. They were testing who was the first to go out of the desert. This was a paradox.Water, the best way is to let one of them leave, and then send someone back to pick up the other party. If you don't do this, no one can go out.

However, this is actually the hardest part. Don't forget that the title of the competition is: who gets out of the desert first.