son, stop

Zuo Lingquan stood upright under the cliff and waited for a while. After realizing that the other party had not shown up for a long time, he felt a little doubt in his heart, but in the end he became relieved-it was probably the 'senior sister' who greeted him last night. To embarrass him on purpose.

Zuo Lingquan slapped others' butt, naturally he didn't take this trouble to heart, and waited patiently.

And Wu Qingwan on the cliff has been watching Zuo Lingquan's movements, and wants to wait for Zuo Lingquan to get impatient and let him go back according to the princess's instructions.

But after waiting for half an hour, the child below looked like a wooden man, without even moving his eyebrows, not to mention other things, this extraordinary concentration is not something ordinary people can have.

The two of them spent a long time like this, and the female apprentices in the bamboo forest began to whisper.

Wu Qingwan waited for a long time, and she couldn't hang her face if she didn't show her face. She could only put on a cold look and stick her head out of the cliff again:

"Your name is Zuo Lingquan?"

Zuo Lingquan heaved a sigh of relief and raised his hand in a salute:

"Exactly, I have seen Senior Wu."

Wu Qingwan looked at the bamboo forest below the stone cliff and wanted to ask, 'Why did you offend Jiang Yi, she wants to torment you like this? ' But it's not easy to say this, so after hesitating, he said:

"She has already told me your reason for coming. Well, why did she help you and introduce you to Qihuang Valley?"

Zuo Lingquan just stood for a long time. Knowing that the girl must have mentioned what happened last night, he said truthfully:

"I don't know each other if I don't fight. I met the disciple Jianghu by chance, and we discussed each other for a while. She had never beat me, and she was willing to admit defeat, so she gave me the brand."

"Oh?!"

Wu Qingwan's face showed surprise, she didn't quite believe that Princess Longli would be able to lose to the little famous kid below.

But after thinking about it carefully, I understand a little more - no wonder Jiang Yi wants to introduce the other party to get started, but it is embarrassing for others, it can only be caused by the loss of the competition.

Thinking of this, Wu Qingwan's doubts subsided, her eyes softened a little, and she asked:

"Who did you learn from before? Why did you join me instead?"

Zuo Lingquan has practiced martial arts since childhood and has consulted many seniors in the rivers and lakes, but he has never been taught by a teacher, and has always practiced by himself. At this time, he responded earnestly:

"Self taught."

The words sounded a little arrogant.

Wu Qingwan narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Zuo Lingquan for a long time, saw that his figure was straight and unashamed, and then said in doubt:

"You're self-taught and outperformed her in martial arts? With a sword?"

Zuo Lingquan nodded: "Yes, with a sword."

Wu Qingwan stood up from the stone platform, stood on the edge of the cliff, and looked down carefully.The mountain breeze blows the pale green skirt, and the slim long skirt outlines an almost perfect curve.

Zuo Lingquan was standing directly under the cliff. He raised his head and looked at each other calmly, but when he looked at it from this angle, two large dumplings like inverted jade bowls blocked most of his sight.

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Zuo Lingquan was a man and not a saint. He noticed something was wrong, fearing that his eyes were not right, he quickly held his sword and clasped his fists, bowed his head and said:

"There is no false statement here. If Senior Wu doesn't believe it, you can take the exam."

Wu Qingwan didn't notice anything unusual about Zuo Lingquan, but felt that the little doll was a little crazy. She thought for a moment, turned her eyes to a bamboo house in the forest, and said:

"Xiaohua, come and try."

"Good master."

Zuo Lingquan turned his head and looked at a girl who was watching the excitement in the bamboo hut. Hearing this, she picked up her sword eagerly and came to the bottom of the stone cliff. Her eyes first wandered on his face, and then she clasped her fists in a decent manner. :

"My name is Xiaohua, son, be careful."

Zuo Lingquan looked at the film of the little girl in front of him, and he knew just from her aura that she was far worse than the girl from yesterday. She was completely a young child who had never fought.

However, in order to prove himself in front of the experts in Xihuang Valley, Zuo Lingquan still clenched his fists seriously:

"Qinghe County, Zuo Lingquan."

Behind the self-reporting home, Miss Xiaohua stood ten steps away and held the hilt of the sword. Only after Wu Qingwan said "start", she suddenly rushed forward, and at the same time the long sword was unsheathed.

But what surprised her was that the handsome young man who had been motionless ten steps away had come to him for some reason, kicked her hilt neatly, and kicked back the long sword that was more than half unsheathed. .

Zuo Lingquan carried the unsheathed green leather scabbard sword, put it lightly on the little girl's neck, and looked up at the top of the stone cliff.

Miss Xiaohua was blank, looking at the scabbard around her neck, and said:

"My lord, I haven't drawn my sword yet."

Wu Qingwan looked at everything in her eyes. She was as quiet as a virgin and as fast as a thunderbolt. At first glance, this posture was hard work, and she couldn't practice it for more than ten years. She believed that Zuo Lingquan beat Jiang Yi to the ground. .

However, Wu Qingwan didn't see the exercises Zuo Lingquan used, and it felt like he didn't use his true qi at all, and only used his skills and physical fitness to crush the opponent.

If this is the case, Zuo Lingquan is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he can practice this step at a young age. In terms of cultivation, it is enough to describe it as a 'genius of the sky'.

After thinking about this, Wu Qingwan showed approval in her eyes, and said with a smile:

"Okay, Xiaohua, go down and learn more from your brother Zuo in the future."

The little girl didn't draw her sword, she was a little gloomy, and after nodding seriously, she ran off.

Zuo Lingquan looked slightly happy and said:

"Senior Wu is willing to accept me as a disciple?"

Wu Qingwan looked peaceful and shook her head slightly:

"Appreciation of a master and an apprentice is an important matter. How can you decide in a few words. Like everyone else, you should first cultivate in the valley, and it's not too late to choose a master when you are familiar with it. With your talent, I'm afraid I can't teach you."

Talent?

Zuo Lingquan was a little hesitant when he heard this, and wanted to say something about his meridians. But after thinking about it, it's not a bad thing to stay in Xihuang Valley for a few more days. a trip.

"Then thank you Senior Wu."

Wu Qingwan nodded, raised her hand, and pointed to a bamboo house near the pool below the waterfall:

"You can live there in the future. You just came today. First, clean up and settle down, familiarize yourself with the environment, and someone will take you to the living room to register for naturalization tomorrow."

The new disciples have to go to the living room to register, get the clothes brand, and then live in the collective dormitory. Only the first disciples of the masters and deacons are eligible to live in the courtyard of the single house.

Wu Qingwan came up and arranged a small courtyard for Zuo Lingquan in a very good location. The girls in the bamboo forest all showed surprise, but seeing the scene of the competition just now, there is nothing to say. After all, Zuo Lingquan's The skill is worthy of this treatment.

It's just that Zuo Lingquan became embarrassed when he heard this, and he said:

"Senior Wu, I still have some unfinished business in the capital. Can I delay the entry-level practice for a few days?"

Wu Qingwan also understands: "Cultivation is a big deal. Maybe you will stay in Phoenix Valley for the rest of your life, or go further afield. Are you going to say goodbye to your relatives?"

Zuo Lingquan said truthfully:

"The younger generation's family is in Qinghe County, and this time I came to Beijing because of the arrangement of the elders to run for the son-in-law of the eldest princess."

"Um???"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Qingwan froze with a smile and listened, and then tilted her head slightly, with a strange look in her eyes.

Zuo Lingquan saw Wu Qingwan's expression changing so quickly, and his words stopped, thinking that Wu Qingwan was dissatisfied, he explained:

"Well, it's just to choose a son-in-law. There are no less than two hundred young talents entering Beijing this time. I'm just one of them. The chance of being selected is slim. When I'm done tomorrow, I'll start practicing with peace of mind."

Screeching, talking for a long time.

It's a pity that Wu Qingwan didn't listen to her at all, her mind was full of thoughts, and she didn't know where she had gone.

Choose a concubine?

Jiang Yi's concubine?

Jiang Yi knew him, and she was going to choose a son-in-law tomorrow, so why did she arrange him here?

Let me be an auntie and see how people look like?

I feel nice

really handsome

If it matches with Jiang Yi, um

Wu Qingwan stared blankly at Zuo Lingquan, her eyes changed from strange to inexplicable, as if her mother-in-law was looking at her son-in-law who had never been through the door.

Zuo Lingquan gradually turned from embarrassment to dazed. The other party didn't respond, and he didn't know what to say.

After looking at it for a long time, Wu Qingwan came back to her senses, coughed lightly, restrained all her emotions, and waved her hand:

"Go."

"Ok?"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't understand the meaning and asked:

"Then after I'm done tomorrow, I'll come over to learn the arts again?"

Wu Qingwan couldn't figure out what Princess Longli meant either, but whether she chose it or not, Zuo Lingquan's entry into the Phoenix Valley was just a matter of the princess' words, and she would never go back on her word.She thought about it and said:

"You can come over after you finish your work tomorrow."

Zuo Lingquan's heart was settled, and he wanted to ask again 'what if he was chosen as a concubine', but he immediately dismissed this unlucky thought.

He has already entered the door, and he is about to sign and sign on the roster. How can God play tricks on him like this?

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