Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 1178 as you wish

"Tianying Pavilion? Your Majesty and the others..." Zhenjun Yuanheng, who had been silent since just now, seemed to be very surprised when he heard something incredible.

"Yes."

Zhenjun Yuanheng seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Seeing that the two above didn't intend to elaborate on her, Ning Xia naturally didn't dare to ask more questions. She kept her eyes on her nose, her nose and her mind, and acted as if she hadn't heard anything, and counted the floor with her head down.

Afterwards, Ningxia heard the people above laughing and said: "In the case of Tianbao Pavilion, among all the disciples, you should be the top one, and you should be rewarded. The routine rewards have been issued to your name, and in the future, you will go to the Zongwu Hall to follow the monthly routine. Just get it."

"What do you want... I can grant you a request."

Just wait for this sentence.Ning Xia secretly said in his heart.

The girl was silent for a while without speaking.

True Monarch Xuanyang was not in a hurry, he glanced at someone who couldn't bear it anymore, and somehow wanted to laugh.

"Disciple take the liberty... I don't know if Zhenjun still has the key to the secret realm of Yanling Lake? This disciple wants a quota for the secret realm of Yanling Lake." Ning Xia was a little shy, and she felt a little weak when she said it.

Ashamed, she said loudly before that it was everyone's credit, but now people ask for rewards and ask for it without hesitation.She even disliked her own hypocrisy for a moment of belatedness.

But this was a decision she had made long ago, and she had already planned it before coming here.Don't miss it now, even if you fail, you have worked hard.

Unexpectedly, a trace of surprise and doubt floated on Zhenjun Xuanyang's face.

"I remember that you already have a quota..." Could it be that you don't know that it is the key to the secret realm of Yanling Lake?Xu Shi also knew that this conjecture was a bit absurd, and Zhenjun Xuanyang did not express this question.

At that time, it was inevitable that the other party's quota was taken away, and he even sealed the key on her wrist with a secret method.True Monarch Xuanyang remembered this matter clearly, so at this moment, he couldn't figure out Ningxia's intention of asking for the quota.

"Yes, yes...but you have to discuss it with me first, what is the use of this duplicate quota?" Xuanyang Zhenjun's face was majestic.

This is the first time that Ningxia has seen the other party look so serious today.She was inexplicably a little apprehensive: "The disciple wants to ask for this quota to be donated to others."

"Who?"

Before Ningxia could reply, Zhenjun Yuanheng, who had been silent above him, understood.

"It was Jin Lin, the senior brother who was practicing with the disciple in the formation hall. He was unable to participate in the joint competition due to injury, and he was deeply regretful because he missed the opportunity to fight for the spot. That's why the disciple took the liberty to make such a request." Said it out. It's really much easier. God knows how uncomfortable she was holding back just now, and somehow felt that her request was too much.

Hearing this, Xuanyang Zhenjun above him suddenly relaxed, and his tone was a little soft: "Oh? It was your senior brother."

"Junior Brother Yuan Heng, you disciple..." He laughed, and seemed to have sighed, and there was still a faint smile in his tone.

There's no one left for this silly guy.Zhenjun Yuanheng couldn't hold back his forehead, and even the gloom that had been lingering around his body dissipated a lot.

I really don't know whether to call her sincere or stupid... It's okay, sincerity is cute, and there are blessings for being stupid.It would be good if it could continue like this.

"Hahaha, I said that you are really eccentric. Why are you only thinking about your senior brother Jin? I remember that neither your other senior brother nor your seat teacher Ming Jing was selected. Maybe the quota you want is not enough?" The other party's tone was a little teasing.

Uh... this question is beyond the outline.Ningxia is stuck.

how to say?

The situation of these people was different from that of Jin Lin.Both He Haigong and Mingjing Zhenren came on stage this time according to the procedure, even if something happened in the middle, it can be regarded as a real fight.Only Jin Lin missed the opportunity because of his unhealed injury. Ning Xia could see clearly that the other party was devastated after learning about the incident.

God knows that Ningxia is afraid that Jin Lin will have an awkward relationship with Zhenjun Yuanheng because of this. After all, Zhenjun Yuanheng stopped him from participating in the competition.

At the beginning, she also thought that if she was finally selected to get another spot, she would definitely donate this spot to Jin Lin.This is the original intention of her working so hard to participate in the competition, and now it is just to achieve this goal.

Besides, among other things, if she asked for this quota to give to Daoist Ming Jing, what would that sound like? The other party's strong self-esteem would definitely not accept it.Well, in fact, she didn't know whether Jin Lin would accept this spot.

Under the questioning eyes of the other party, Ning Xia stammered and expressed his thoughts.Speaking of which, I felt that I took it for granted, and it was a little funny, but I still insisted on finishing it, which seemed like breaking the can.

"...Well, maybe the disciple really took it for granted...the disciple doesn't know, uh...let's forget it, disciple..." As she spoke, she got stuck for the first time.

The atmosphere in the hall was awkward for a moment.Of course, this is just Ningxia's idea.

"You don't need your quota, little fool." A familiar voice sounded.

Ning Xia looked up.Zhenjun Yuanheng was looking at her helplessly at this time, and most of the haze on his body had dissipated at some point.

"Junior Brother Yuan Heng, if the disciples in the sect can have half the peace of mind of a little disciple like you, it won't be so." Zhenjun Xuanyang sighed.

"If all our sects are so stunned, and we don't need those sects to rub their hands, maybe we can finish ourselves off." Zhenjun Yuanheng said angrily.

Leng, Leng head green.It's too much...

"Why do you say these angry words? It scares the child. I see you..." You were obviously happy in the dark, why bother to hold back?True Monarch Xuanyang shook his head.

Seeing Ningxia's stupid expression of not understanding the situation, Zhenjun Yuanheng almost laughed angrily.

Sure enough, he was relieved early, and there was really no one to worry about.

Forget it, she has always been like this.This is her—

Zhenjun Yuanheng stood up suddenly, cupped his hands towards Zhenjun Xuanyang and said: "It's getting late, Yuanheng will go to Tianying Pavilion tomorrow to meet the elders, please allow me to go back and clean up."

If Zhenjun Xuanyang felt it, he realized that it was past the third watch, and it would be dawn in a while, and they chatted for a whole night.

I already know what I want to know, and I have seen enough excitement, but I can't go too far, and I should relax.

True Monarch Xuanyang nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, then go back. I won't send you off."

True Monarch Yuan Heng strode down the steps, almost carrying Ning Xia to the outside, his movements looked a little rough, but if you look carefully, you will find that the other party's hands were very slow, and he didn't even bring up his wide sleeves.

Ning Xia stood up after the salute, before he had time to say anything, he was taken away by Zhenjun Yuanheng like a gust of wind, and he could hear the master and apprentice arguing from a distance.

"...and...a reward...promised not..."

"What reward is there? There is no reward now." The other party's annoyed voice could be heard from such a distance.

In the huge main hall, only Zhenjun Xuanyang was left, silent.

After a long time, he let out a chuckle.

Then... as you wish.

(End of this chapter)