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Chapter 102.
Between the semi-finals and the finals, there were three days off, and Jiang Xingmeng and Jiang Ci wandered around the Yellow River City together.

Yuqingge and Luo Shuanghan were hiding from others, especially Luo Shuanghan, who finally went back to the building in the city, but was found by Wuyou, which really caused some psychological shadows.

Prime Minister Nan Zhixiang and Qiu Qianxue got together to cook wine and talk about Taoism, but they didn't come over to go shopping together.

Jiang Ci and Jiang Xingmeng were walking on the road. Both of them were good-looking and had a great temperament. In addition, Jiang Xingmeng was on a hot search at the end of the semi-finals, so many people secretly looked at them.

Jiang Xingmeng is now in the golden elixir stage, a higher level than Jiang Ci. He has always used a protector attitude to protect Jiang Ci by his side along the way.

Jiang Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How can you be so fragile?"

Jiang Xingmeng looked at Jiang Ci and joked: "Brother Huang is so good-looking, what if he is taken advantage of by someone who is a swindler?"

Jiang Ci helplessly smiled and said, "...I'm used to making fun of my brother, aren't you?"

The two brothers and sisters walked into a tailor shop talking and laughing. Jiang Xing dreamed of making a cassock for Jiang Ci, the style that the prince of the Wei family would wear.

Jiang Ci hesitated: "The cassock is not cheap, how can I let my sister spend it for me?"

Jiang Xingmeng glared at him: "You have raised me for more than ten years, what did I say? As the emperor's sister, I can't even buy you a gift?"

Jiang Ci couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't convince her, so he could only follow Jiang Xingmeng.

As soon as Jiang Xingmeng entered, she chatted excitedly with the tailor. While she took out the pattern she had drawn long ago, she chatted with the tailor about the specific style she wanted, down to the way the threads should be collected.

Jiang Ci sat aside and watched with a smile as Jiang Xingmeng talked to the tailor, paid the deposit, and agreed to send it to Ziwei Mansion.

A trace of warmth and sigh surged through his heart - Mianmian will always be so good, she is the best sister in the world. From now on, he must make progress and work hard, give Mianmian endless spiritual stones, and become her The most powerful backing, others have to think carefully if they want to show favor to her.

...just like before in the Wei Dynasty.

At this moment, a very discordant voice came from the side, with a strong sense of ridicule: "Li Fuqing, where did you find the pretty boy? I can't live with you."

Jiang Xingmeng almost forgot that his name was Li Fuqing, and did not react at all. He continued to talk to the tailor: "...Yes, it is to use bamboo leaf patterns, that kind of dark pattern, which reveals a hint of nobility in a low-key manner, and a hint of elegance in the nobility. …”

Jiang Ci didn't know that this person was talking to his sister, and he didn't realize that his obedient manner, watching Jiang Xingmeng give money, looked like a little boy who was eating soft rice.

He only glanced at the man curiously, and found that he was a handsome man with a somewhat rugged and ferocious expression, and a cute-looking girl with a somewhat vicious look in her eyes.

It was the gentleman who spoke.

Jiang Ci only took one look, then looked away lightly, and sighed in his heart, these two people don't look like good people.

It was Lin Qingjing and Lin Qingyan who came.

Lin Qingjing saw that Jiang Xingmeng ignored her, but this pretty boy dared to look at him mockingly, and she was immediately angry.

He smiled coldly, looked at the "little white face", and sarcastically said: "How dare you look down on me? Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Ci: "...?"

Jiang Ci was at a loss, and then asked in disbelief, "Are you talking to me?"

Lin Qingjing became even angrier. He pointed at Jiang Ci and said angrily, "Otherwise? I'm talking about you, you little boy!"

Jiang Ci thought about it carefully, and glanced at Jiang Xingmeng who had noticed the movement here and was about to come over aggressively, and suddenly realized.

He stopped Jiang Xingmeng, who was about to hit someone, and said warmly to Lin Qingjing: "Uncle, are you envious that I can eat soft food, but you can't?"

Lin Qingjing and Lin Qingyan: "...???"

Hearing this, Jiang Xingmeng put down his raised palm, stood aside and raised his chin: "Why, you want to eat my soft rice too? Hehe, you don't even know how pretty you are."

Lin Qingjing: "...?"

Lin Qingyan's eyes flashed, and she said hastily: "Jiang Daoyou, you misunderstood."

A smile flashed in Jiang Xingmeng's eyes: "Hey, you are smarter than your brother. He thought my name was Li Negqing."

Lin Qingjing: "...Huh? Your name is Li Negqing?"

Lin Qingyan: "..."

Lin Qingyan: "…………"

Lin Qingyan closed her eyes under the mocking gazes of Jiang Xingmeng and Jiang Ci, and wanted to kill her idiot brother countless times.

Lin Qingyan opened her eyes, and said softly: "Jiang Daoyou, you are still young, and this kind of behavior... I'm afraid it's not appropriate?"

Jiang Xingmeng was taken aback: "Where is the inappropriateness?"

After a pause, seeing more and more people around, Jiang Xingmeng stood up and patted Jiang Ci on the shoulder: "I don't suffer from a gentleman with such an appearance and temperament! Sister Ayan , you’re not jealous of me, are you?”

Lin Qingyan: "..."

Lin Qingyan forced a smile: "How could I be jealous? This kind of behavior is a bit too unrestrained..."

Jiang Xingmeng was even more surprised: "Oh my god, Sister Ayan, our Great Wei Dynasty has been dead for two years. Where did you come from for the terracotta warriors?"

Lin Qingyan almost didn't hold back, but she still held her expression, and said hypocritically: "Oh, fellow Daoist Jiang, I'm just trying to persuade you... This gentleman is just born with a good looks, don't be fooled."

People around also echoed: "Yes, yes, this gentleman is probably an embroidered pillow."

Jiang Ci's cultivation base is the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment. Most of the people watching the fun are not as good as him. They can't tell that Jiang Ci's cultivation base is just thinking that he is a mortal.

Jiang Xingmeng wanted to say something else, so Jiang Ci spoke.

He was still personable and said to Lin Qingjing in a gentle voice: "Xiao Jiang is lively and cute, beautiful and smart, graceful, gentle and elegant, and also very rich. Buy me robes, make magic weapons, and forge swords. We have agreed that when she is over sixteen I am very happy to be a Taoist couple."

After a pause, he looked at Lin Qingjing suspiciously: "Uncle, why don't you find such a good Taoist companion? Don't you want to? Is that right?"

Lin Qingjing: "..."

Fuck (a plant)!

Jiang Ci did not stop and continued to look at Lin Qingyan: "As for this aunt..."

Before he could say anything and continue his yin and yang, Lin Qingjing couldn't hold it back and wanted to draw his sword, but in the end, because Jiang Xingmeng was here, he had to take out the token of his outer disciple of the Qingming Sect instead.

He played with the token, enjoying the envious and awed looks of the people around him, and then pretended to be careless and said: "Why don't I want to? Maybe it's because I am a disciple of the Qingming Sect and I just want to concentrate on my cultivation."

The people around immediately flattered him: "This fellow Taoist is really a good-looking talent, he is actually a disciple of the Qingming sect!"

"Yeah, that's why I'm so happy. The guy next to me has a face that I can see, hehe--"

"Who said it wasn't? That little girl is Jiang Xingmeng, right? The leader of the semi-finals... so young, why is she blind!"

"Oh, it's not necessarily better if you're young and old. Maybe you've got the leader and you're gone!"

"This Taoist friend from the Qingming sect is still young, energetic and calm!"

(End of this chapter)