When they get together on weekdays, they always set out tables, chairs, and soft couches made of sandalwood, find a scenic spot, sit down to play cards, chat, and drink tea.
But today is different.
Tables and chairs were set up again today, but no one sat down.
Song Siyao faced three opponents.
He stood holding a sword, the tip of which was enveloped in a layer of spiritual energy.
Song Tingwan, Qin Xi, and Baili Xijiang stood opposite Song Siyao.
One held a whip conjured from a magical artifact, while another's wrist fluttered with a graceful movement. At the far end, Baili Xijiang stood casually with a gun in his hand.
He seemed indifferent.
Shen Zhuochuan and Wan Qiji stood side by side, the two men watching the battle from the sidelines.
Seeing Baili Xijiang's appearance, Shen Zhuochuan raised an eyebrow and, unusually, leisurely waved his fan.
"My little black dog must be very confident in himself, so Ah Yao doesn't need to go easy on him later."
He spoke casually, watching the spectacle with a smile on his face.
Wan Qiji, dressed in a black robe, stood beside him and took half a step forward upon hearing this.
"Me too?"
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan looked at her younger sister with a smile.
Meeting her smiling eyes, Wan Qiji awkwardly turned his head away, feeling inexplicably embarrassed to look at Song Siyao.
Song Siyao raised an eyebrow, "I can handle sparring with all three of them by myself."
Don't you believe in her abilities?
Her sharp, provocative gaze fell on Wan Qiji, who silently retreated.
Shen Zhuochuan, dressed in white and looking handsome, chuckled quietly beside him.
Wan Qiji looked somewhat embarrassed, and his dark skin turned slightly red amidst Shen Zhuochuan's teasing laughter.
But Song Siyao didn't see it.
She merely raised her sword, looked at her elder sister and friends before her, and laughed, "Come on, let's all come at you."
Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow and smiled, then waved her Jinghong sword and went first without any hesitation.
Qin Xi and the leisurely Baili Xijiang exchanged a glance, then each picked up their weapons and followed.
The exquisite ribbon was tied to the light, the two divine weapons were secretly vying for power, and two other weapons were causing trouble, but Song Siyao was still in complete control.
Occasionally, while entangled with his elder sister, he could suddenly strike Qin Xi or Baili Xijiang.
Even so, they were able to make the three of them somewhat flustered.
Shen Zhuochuan nodded secretly to the side.
After his journey to the evil realm, Song Siyao gained new insights.
This was the first time he had ever seen such a terrifying genius, who could improve with every battle and whose every move was stronger than the last.
It's only a matter of time before Song Siyao ascends to immortality.
This exchange of skills.
Finally, two afterimages appeared in the light, pointing directly at the three people's vital points, ending the attack.
Song Tingwan laughed and placed Jinghong behind her. Jinghong automatically turned into a hairband and tied it to her long hair.
Qin Xi, also panting, put away the transformed weapon and plopped down on the stool.
"Ah Yao, Ah Yao is too strong."
She was covered in sweat; this was much more intense than her last sparring session with Aji and the others.
Her back aches and pains were all caused by Li Guang taking the photos.
When Ayao sparred, she used real weapons, only the blades were covered.
Baili Xijiang, his steps heavy, used his spear to support himself as he laboriously walked to her side and sat down.
"Li Guang's punches hurt so much... Can I bribe it in the future?"
Like its master, Li Guang had already reduced its strength considerably, but its attitude towards them was completely different from its attitude towards Song Tingwan.
When Song Tingwan revealed her weakness, Li Guang merely nudged her lightly to remind her, but instead gave them a merciless slap.
The heavy, powerful force emanating from ancient artifacts.
It's really hard to bear.
Song Tingwan chuckled, took the handkerchief Shen Zhuochuan handed her and wiped her sweat, then looked at the sword in her sister's hand.
"Li Guang isn't someone you can easily please; you'd need at least top-grade sword oil."
Li Guang hummed in agreement.
But it broke free from its master's hand, flew to Song Tingwan's side, happily spun around twice before turning its head and gently touching her hand with the hilt of its sword.
Song Tingwan tapped the sword hilt and chuckled, "The Six Realms have suffered heavy losses this time, and I didn't have time to buy sword oil last time, so you'll have to make do for a while."
Li Guang buzzed twice and then rubbed against her again.
Song Siyao twitched her lips, sensing the meaning behind her divine weapon's spirit, and said speechlessly, "It said, what sword oil or not, it likes you and doesn't care about sword oil at all."
She didn't believe it when I told her that.
But Li Guang was so excited and insisted that she relay his message, so she had no choice but to let her older sister hear what it had to say.
Song Tingwan smiled as expected.
"I don't care about sword oil or anything, the main thing is that Li Guang is likable."
Li Guang flew around her happily several times before reluctantly returning to its owner's hand.
Song Siyao didn't react to its intense emotions. As it automatically returned to its sheath, her last thought made her sneer.
"Sister, Li Guang said it would be great if the master we met was you."
After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but laugh herself.
Then he tapped the hilt of Li Guang's sword with his fingertips.
Play dead when out of the light.
I'm so happy!
I couldn't resist.
Song Tingwan laughed, but Jinghong on her hairband was displeased.
It flew down from the woman's black hair and drifted onto Li Guang, where it became entangled.
The two magical artifacts kept buzzing.
They're clearly arguing.
Song Siyao shook his head and smiled helplessly. The others also laughed and sat down next to Qin Xi and Baili Xijiang.
Baili Xijiang was wiping his sweat with the handkerchief Qin Xi had casually given him. After wiping, he was now holding the handkerchief he had used, unsure whether to return it or not.
Qin Xi glanced at him and said, "What, you want me to wash it after you've used it?"
Baili Xijiang smiled awkwardly and put the handkerchief away.
"Then I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."
He usually doesn't bother using this thing; he just wipes it casually with his sleeve and that's it.
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