Guizhen

Chapter 37 You Are Not An Interesting Person
Sang Jing's eyes twitched twice.

He wanted to get the goblin back, so Lu Wu took it out as a lottery.This is the pitiful view of the sky, the sky has eyes, and the emperor pays off those who care!Anyway, no matter how you say it, God treats him!If he hadn't stood on the sword, he would have kowtowed to God immediately!
Sang Jing straightened his face, shook his head and said in a deep voice, "That was the winning prize from my previous battle with Miss Lu Wu. How can I use it as a winning prize again? If I win and come back, I will be laughed at by my peers."

Zheng Kun said seriously: "Who can say half a word if you win back with your ability?" He raised his eyebrows and asked Sun Ke, "Is that right, old sun?"

Sun Ke nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's right."

Sang Jing sighed in embarrassment, "All right, all right. That's it."

While the three of them were talking to each other, Lu Zhen had a smile on her lips, and played with the snail essence as a hydrangea ball, tossing it up and down.

Auntie, please don't drop the snail essence!If the snail is broken, where will the goblin live?Lao Sang wanted to come back even in his dreams.Zheng Kun's gaze followed the small snail up and down, and he swallowed with a thud.

Sang Jing even wished he could snatch the snail essence from Lu Zhen.She was too disrespectful of house-elves.Go all out this time!In any case, the small snail must be won back.So that it can get out of Lu Wu's clutches as soon as possible!Sang Jing secretly encouraged himself.

Lu Zhen raised her hand to throw the small snail high and then caught it neatly, "That's fine, let's make certain rules."

How can this rule be set in the best interest of Lao Sang?Zheng Kun calculated silently, and Sun Ke gave him a wink.At the time of the selection, a lot of warlocks came to the capital, but they couldn't be fulfilled.

Zheng Kun nodded almost invisible.Just follow the old grandson.It was rare for him to think carefully.

Although Sang Jing didn't meet Sun Ke's eyes, he wanted to go with him.

"How about catching Yasha first?" Sang Jing asked softly.

"Okay!" Lu Zhen smiled and said, "You four, as long as one of you catches Yasha first, you will win."

ah?four people?Sang Jing looked at Zheng Kun and Sun Ke.Could it be that Lu Wu also counted Lao Zhang?Old Zhang flew so fast, he might have reached the Imperial College.

Aren't they sure wins?
Didn't Lu Wu hand over the goblin to him?

Sang Jing felt a little awkward.Although he wanted to win, he didn't want to be underestimated so much.What's more, she was still belittled by a little girl who was not yet ready.

"Not good, not good." Sang Jing shook his head again and again, "This is not good."

Why is it bad?What kind of crazy is Lao Sang smoking?Zheng Kun frowned, and called impatiently, "Lao Sang!"

"You don't need to persuade me." Sang Jing straightened his waist, "Old Zhang must have arrived before us, and Miss Lu Wu will be at a disadvantage."

Lao Sang... is promising.Sun Ke glanced at Sang Jing, "It's okay, the big deal is that it doesn't count if he catches it. Just compete next time."

"Okay, listen to Lao Sun." Sang Jing looked at Lu Zhen calmly, "It doesn't count if Lao Zhang catches Yasha. I made an agreement with Miss Lu Wu to compete next time."

This goblin is too difficult to send back.Lu Zhen took a deep breath, "Let's catch each other. I'll see you later." Then she cupped her fists and flew away stepping on the "branches".

"Let's hurry up too!" Zheng Kun couldn't help complaining, "Lao Sang is really serious, he has to pretend to be a gentleman. He said that it won't work this time and we will compete next time. Again and again, it's endless."

Sang Jing and Sun Ke glanced at him in unison, snorted in unison, speeded up in unison, and left him far behind.

"You're so virtuous!" Zheng Kun muttered and chased after him, "Who am I working so hard for? A dog biting Lu Dongbin, you don't know a good heart!"

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The three of them hovered over the Imperial College one after another and looked down. There were shoes, caps, paper pens and other objects scattered on the open space, which should have been dropped by the students in their haste.But judging from the splashed blood and the smashed stone steps, there was a fierce fight here.

"Maybe there are passers-by to help." Zheng Kun said with a beard.

Sun Ke and Sang Jing nodded at the same time and hummed.The three-year selection of the Shenji Division is a serious event for warlocks.Many warlocks who are not qualified to participate in the selection will also come to the capital to join in the fun.Just now, Yasha appeared in the Guozijian because of the exorcism order.Maybe there is a warlock passing by to help.

In this way, who wins?Sang Jing was extremely depressed, so he raised his breath and concentrated on fencing the sword.

Flying forward is Liutang, Sang Jing pointed to the stump on the ground and said: "Look quickly!"

Needless to say, the stump and the long stretch of blood dragged out by the stump had long been in the eyes of Zheng and Sun.

"What a black-hearted Yasha!" Sang Jing said indignantly, "I will crush him to ashes!"

Sun Ke twitched his brows, "Let Lao Zhang do the bone-crushing work. He's already proficient."

Sang Jing hummed, as a promise.

"Why haven't you seen Lao Zhang after so long?" Zheng Kun was a little puzzled, "He should have arrived before us."

"Maybe I accidentally flew over my head." Sun Ke pulled out a yellow talisman, "Next barrier." This can be regarded as a cover for the Imperial College.If Yasha was still in the Imperial College, he would never be able to leave.Sun Ke chanted a spell and threw out the yellow talisman, and the movement was quite chic in one go.

It seems that Lao Sun has learned from the pain and worked hard to practice throwing talismans.Zheng Kun pursed his lips.When he goes back, he will also practice.Regardless of whether the talisman is effective or not, at least the movements are beautiful, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye.

Sun Ke set up a barrier.The three of them went down with their swords, and drew their mahogany swords at the gate of Guangye Hall.A strong smell of blood poured into the nose.Sang Jing covered his face with his sleeves and frowned slightly.

The three of them held mahogany swords in their hands, their faces were full of vigilance, and they stepped across the threshold in unison.

The situation in Chongwen Pavilion is far more tragic than outside.On the left side of the gate, there was a sticky pool of blood, mixed with minced meat and broken hair.Sun Ke raised his eyes and looked forward, and saw that broken cloth, jade pendants that had been broken into several petals, and pieces of paper full of words were scattered on the ground.

The three stopped in unison.Sang Jing took out a yellow talisman, "Let my ghost-slaying talisman fly for a while." After saying that, the yellow talisman came out of his hand and flew slowly over Chongwen Pavilion as if it had grown wings.There was a rattling sound.

Sang Jing looked proud, "My ghost-slaying talisman can be said to be a perfect talisman, but any gloomy aura can't escape the nose of my talisman."

Zheng Kun chuckled, "Since when did Fu grow a nose?"

"I'm just making an analogy." Sang Jing turned his head to look at him, and said solemnly: "Old Zheng, you are really not an interesting person."

Zheng Kun replied blankly, "I can't compare to you, I worked so hard to win the goblin back."

Sang Jing chuckled twice, with a brisk tone, "It's better to work hard than to be vain all night."

This article can't be turned over!Zheng Kun's teeth itch with anger.You shouldn't have spoken for Lao Sang just now!Let him make trouble on his own!

(End of this chapter)