Shangyuan City has horse-drawn carriages for passengers, which are also operated by the Immortal Alliance Conference. From today on, the monks' carriages are no longer allowed to drive in the city. If you want to travel quickly in the city to reach your destination, you can only take the passenger carriages.
There are large carriages and small carriages, with different fares and extremely fast speeds. Because the monks are prohibited from walking in the middle of the street, they are asked to walk on the side. The middle is naturally given to carriages.
After hailing a carriage and paying the money, Gu Qingxi sighed that the Immortal Alliance Conference is not only well-managed, but also has a way to make money. The cost of riding a carriage is not high, but a mosquito is still meat.
When Gu Qingxi and the others came to the ring, the second senior brother An Qingyuan waved to Gu Qingxi from a distance: "Little junior sister, come here." After
Gu Qingxi and the others approached, Feng Xiatian saluted and greeted An Qingyuan first. Gu Qingxi introduced Qin Mingyang, and Qin Mingyang saluted and greeted him obediently: "Hello, Brother An."
"Good boy." An Qingyuan smiled at this polite and well-behaved child, thinking that this child was still very likable.
"Where is the third senior brother?" Gu Qingxi looked up at the rings, searching for the figure of Long Qianli.
"Over there, waiting for someone to be knocked down." An Qingyuan pointed to the bottom of the nearest ring.
Gu Qingxi looked down and saw the figure of the third senior brother Long Qianli. She thought the third senior brother had already entered the ring, so she subconsciously looked up at the ring, but the third senior brother was still preparing for the battle below.
"There is nothing special about the competition on the ring. Just sign a letter that you are responsible for your own life and death before entering the ring. However, the Immortal Alliance Conference advocates stopping at a certain point. If someone deliberately kills someone on the ring, the Immortal Alliance Conference will not let it go." An Qingyuan explained.
"Hey, are the two Taoist friends next to the third senior brother his friends?" Gu Qingxi asked curiously as she watched the third senior brother talking to the two female cultivators beside him with a serious face.
"No, pfft..." After An Qingyuan denied it, he wanted to answer, but he couldn't help laughing directly, and didn't say the rest for a long time.
"Second senior brother?" Gu Qingxi looked at An Qingyuan in confusion, with a puzzled look on his face. What on earth was the second senior brother laughing at?
"Those two Taoist friends just came to talk to the third junior brother and asked about the rules of the ring. The third junior brother explained it very seriously. In the end, the two Taoist friends happily invited the third junior brother to the ring to teach them. Look how happy they are laughing now, I guess they won't be able to laugh in a while." An Qingyuan tried hard to hold back his laughter and explained to Gu Qingxi.
Gu Qingxi was in a state of confusion. At this moment, she understood what the second senior brother was laughing at.
It was obvious that the two female cultivators had a crush on the third senior brother, so they came to chat with him.
What kind of swordsmanship instruction was probably just an excuse.
They just wanted to get close to the third senior brother.
Normally, ordinary male cultivators would be more patient with female cultivators who showed their affection in such a situation.
However, the third senior brother was not an ordinary male cultivator. He was a steel straight man, or a stainless steel straight man! In his heart and in his eyes, there was only his sword!
Gu Qingxi was already a little afraid to think about what the scene would be like on the ring later.
After all, the third senior brother was someone who could treat a love letter as a declaration of war, and then chop the person who wrote the love letter away with a sword.
Wan Ling sighed: "Beauty can mislead people. Master, your third senior brother is so handsome, and those female cultivators are all confused by his appearance."
Gu Qingxi: "..."
Gu Qingxi looked at the third senior brother Long Qianli, who was pointing at his own sword with a serious face and talking to the two female cultivators. The third brother has a pair of slender sword-like eyebrows, a high nose bridge, clear and beautiful eyes, outstanding demeanor, and an upright posture. Standing there is like a sword drawn from its sheath, making people unable to take their eyes away.
Therefore, Wan Ling's words still make sense.
Soon, a cultivator on the ring was defeated. He bowed to the winner and simply admitted defeat, then left the ring.
Long Qianli had already signed the life and death agreement, and jumped directly onto the ring. Before going up to the ring, he said to the two female cultivators: "Wait a moment, I'll beat this man down, and you can come up again."
The two female cultivators looked at Long Qianli who said this calmly, and their eyes glowed like little stars.
Gu Qingxi looked at this scene and was silent.
What are they going to do again? Go up and get beaten...
An Qingyuan had a hard time holding back his laughter, and said to Gu Qingxi: "Little sister, let me tell you, your third brother is the most unromantic man I have ever seen."
"So, An Lang is the most romantic man?" A charming voice suddenly came from the side.
An Qingyuan was laughing unceremoniously just now, but when he heard this voice, his whole body froze, and the smile on his face froze.
Gu Qingxi was sure that she had never heard this voice before, so which of the Second Senior Brother's predecessors was the one who spoke?
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