Chapter 540 Abandoning Ruthlessness (10)
Song Xianning patted his shoulder and said, "Don't mention him. Can you stop being so gossipy?"
Song Qianze flicked her forehead with his finger. "Hmph, you're asking for trouble. You'd rather have a crush on him than anyone else. Not to mention that he practices the ruthless way, even if he didn't, he'd still be cold and icy. You only have a face and talent to look at. What's there to like about him?"
"Jiuzhou is so big, and he's not the only one with good talent and good looks. Let's change him to someone else."
"You're so annoying. When you find someone you like and that person doesn't like you, I will also advise you to like the next one. Will you be happy then?" Song Xianning kicked him.
Song Qianze held her knees again and said, "Seriously, you should look at something else. I remember there are two demon kings who are not married. There are also many beautiful people in the sea tribe. The princes of the four seas are all handsome and talented. I think it is feasible."
Song Xianning glared at him.
"Not satisfied? You're so brave. Even the Sea King can do that. Anyway, he doesn't have a partner or an engagement right now..."
Song Xianning quickly covered his mouth, "You're getting more and more outrageous. You even dare to plot against the Sea Emperor. If those elders in the Sea God Temple hear about this, they'll tear your mouth off."
The Sea King is the only child in the family, and the old men in the Sea God Temple protect him as if he were their own eye.
Song Qianze pulled her hand away and said sternly, "Give up, Yanyan. It's not good for you to get stuck deeper and deeper. Being too obsessed will breed inner demons. Besides, you are sensible. If your selfish desires affect the cultivation of others, it is cause and effect."
Song Xianning blinked, then nodded with red eyes, "He rejected me, and I won't get close to him anymore."
Song Qianze held her in his arms, patted her back, and comforted her: "Don't cry."
"I'm not crying, don't laugh at me."
"I never laughed at you. It's really unfair."
Song Xianning calmed down and lay on the couch beside her. "What do you think? Should I represent the Song family or the Lingxu Sect?"
"It's up to you. It's all right. Everyone knows that you are a member of our Song family."
Song Xianning went out and met an unpleasant person.
"Song Xianning, I heard that you went to Lingxu Sect and even took a supreme elder as your master. You are so lucky." A sarcastic voice sounded beside them.
Song Xianning turned around and saw Ling Yaoyao's annoying face. Hearing her jealous tone, she said calmly, "What does it have to do with you? You're so unpopular that no one wants to talk to you, yet you come here to get scolded?"
Just as annoying as those annoying people at home, they stare at what she does all day long, and do things with Song Qianyu to disgust her from time to time.
Without paying much attention to her, Song Xianning went to find Yun Fei and finally decided that she would represent the Song family in the competition. After all, Lingxu Sect had Mo Jinwu, and no one in the Nascent Soul stage could beat him.
The ten-day four-clan competition ended quickly. Song Xianning defeated the unchallenging Ling Yaoyao with a single blow in the middle of the match and entered the top ten competition. She narrowly won the top spot and both she and her opponent were seriously injured.
After standing until the opponent fell, Song Xianning half-knelt on the field, spat out blood, and fell backwards.
In her hazy vision, she saw Mo Jinwu and the others watching the game in the stands. The white piece of clothing seemed to be moving closer to her, but before she could see clearly, she was caught.
Song Qianjiang, who caught her immediately, fed her the medicine and checked her injuries.
Yun Fei stood beside her and asked with concern: "How do you feel?"
"Not bad." The effect of the elixir was immediate. Song Xianning's vision became much clearer. She tilted her eyes towards her and said, "Master, I won the championship."
Yun Fei patted her head and praised her with a smile, "Yan Yan is really amazing. Go change your clothes. The Nascent Soul finals are about to begin. It will be good for you to watch more."
"Okay." Song Xianning followed Yun Fei back to the Lingxu Sect's base.
"Congratulations, Junior Sister Song."
"Congratulations to Master Song for taking the top spot."
The disciples of Lingxu Sect all came forward to congratulate them.
"Thank you." Song Xianning nodded at them.
"Congratulations, Junior Sister Song." Yuan Ji patted her shoulder.
"This is also thanks to Senior Brother Mu." Song Xianning winked at him.
"What contribution have I made?" Yuan was puzzled.
Song Xianning looked around at them and said, "I often seek out a few senior brothers to practice with. That's why I have the strength to become stronger when facing stronger opponents. It's all thanks to you."
"Hahaha, Junior Sister Song's words make people feel comfortable." Hong Liao laughed out loud.
Walking up to Mo Jinwu, Song Xianning glanced at him, nodded and was about to leave, but she didn't expect to hear his voice.
"Congratulations."
"Thank you." Song Xianning was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him again. His expression was still as cold as ice. She turned her eyes away and continued walking forward.
Ling Yaoyao sat at the table, looking at Song Xianning who was the center of attention, and snorted coldly.
With such a good background, all the resources of the Song family are tilted towards her, and she also has a supreme elder of a major sect as her master. If she were in his place, she would also be able to win the championship.
After changing clothes, Song Xianning sat next to Yun Fei to watch the game.
Although Mo Jinwu was only in the late Nascent Soul stage, except for the stalemate when he was competing with Lou Jinyi, the others were no match for him.
The view next to Yun Fei was excellent. Song Xianning lay on the railing, looking at Mo Jinwu's sharp swordsmanship and the fluttering corners of his clothes in a trance.
His outstanding talent, appearance and unique temperament have made him the focus of everyone's attention, and it is really hard for people to let him go easily.
After a long battle, Lou Jinyi was defeated and ranked second, while Mo Jinwu took the top spot.
"Thank you." When putting away his sword, Mo Jinwu followed the familiar gaze and met her slightly stunned eyes.
When she met those cold black eyes, Song Xianning quickly withdrew her gaze, her eyes regained calmness, and she listened to the other powerful people's compliments to Yun Fei.
In this competition among the four tribes, Lingxu Sect had its disciples come to participate, led by the supreme elder Yun Fei. The powerful people from the other three tribes saw that the top of the Golden Core Ranking and the Yuanying Ranking were either her disciples or He Li's disciples, so they could not help but come to congratulate.
"Friend Mo Daoist has truly deserved the title." On the stage, Lou Jinyi stood up straight, holding his chest, returned the greeting, and then jumped down.
A woman in green flew over to pick him up, "Jinyi, how do you feel?"
When Lou Jinyi saw her, his expression softened and he leaned against her, "Xiaoxi, my chest hurts..."
Lan Xi examined his injuries, fed him some medicine, and then checked his external injuries. "Does it still hurt?"
"After taking the pill Xiaoxi fed me, the pain goes away." Lou Jinyi held her hand and smiled at her gently.
"There are so many people here, please be more restrained." Lan Xi coughed embarrassedly and pulled him away. "Second place, that's a good ranking."
"What a shame," he whispered.
"What a pity?"
"It's a shame I didn't win first place. You promised me you would marry me if I won the top spot."
Lan Xi nudged his waist with her elbow and pulled him into the crowd. "Let's talk about it after you come out of the Mountain and Sea Atlas."
I was prepared to agree to it no matter whether he could win the top spot or not.
Mo Jinwu glanced at the two people who were pulling each other away, lowered his eyes and left the arena.
Wei Xuanchi and others also came forward to congratulate.
"Junior brother, congratulations! Master will be very happy when he finds out."
Mo Jinwu nodded and his eyes fell on Song Xianning.
Song Xianning, who had her eyes lowered, noticed his gaze and looked up at him with a polite smile, "Congratulations, Senior Brother Mo."
His gaze lingered for a moment, his fingertips brushed the scabbard, and with a little force, he said "hmm", walked past her and sat down in his seat.
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