That night, a large dinner was also held in Jiuyou Hall.

Those who failed the primary election packed their luggage and left in the afternoon. Their pre-match special training has ended here, but the road to assessment in the future is still long. If you are determined, you can continue to participate in the passerby assessment and you will not be able to enter the Tiangong Gate before the beginning.

After this period of time, the candidates who stayed together have established a deep friendship between them - of course, this is just a superficial phenomenon.

Those who rank high on the recommendation list always have no shortage of people who are talking and laughing around, as if everyone is his friends. After all, they are the most hopeful to enter the Heavenly Palace Gate, so everyone naturally has to curry favor first.

Just looking at this scene, this circle seems to be extremely warm. But behind the glamor of this surface is made up of countless cold benches. No matter which field, there are only a very small number of people who can stand at the top and enjoy attention from all over the world.

Luo Chenxing and Leng Qi, who were neglected during the assessment, were naturally transparent at this time. However, they were just sitting quietly in their seats on the dining table, and did not participate in those flattering activities. They each had their own plans in their hearts.

As one of the popular candidates, although Sikong Sheng failed to get the special recommendation, his performance has always kept him at the center of the limelight. After clinking glasses with everyone without hesitation, he flipped his chopsticks and knocked on the bowls and plates one after another. Although he was talking to himself, his voice was deliberately loud:

"Oh, those young ladies don't take the exam with us, and they don't even have a meal with us. They have to hide their cultivation and their faces! They really give them a face!"

These words expressed the thoughts of many people. The young masters and ladies who never show up in Jiuyou Palace are really packaged too mysteriously. If this half-covered half-covered person could make everyone curious at first, but if they cover them too much, they will inevitably be disgusting.

After all, everyone wants to enter the Tiangong Gate together, and they are all the same candidates. How noble are you? We don’t even have the qualifications to meet you? But even though that is the case, no one dares to express his consent.

"Don't say these words randomly." Mu Hansha, who was sitting opposite, raised his head. As the Nine Nether Holy Envoy, he was also a supervisor on the field, "Be careful to cause trouble."

Sikong Sheng snorted angrily and replied casually: "I know! Don't I just complain a few times? They refuse to come, can I still tie them up?"

"Hey, your husband is not here either?" Withdrew his gaze, he raised his elbow and hit Jiang Caini beside him, "It's a rare dinner, and I don't say I'll accompany you!"

Although Jiang Caini glared back, she felt comfortable in her jokes and couldn't hide her smile in her eyes.

"What's so rare about having a group of people eating together? Of course, it's just that two people have a candlelight dinner together, which is romantic!" Then, she raised her arm and bumped back without being outdone, "What do you know?"

"If the Nine Venerables say that, he should have gone to deliver food to Miss Bo Liang." Mu Hansha looked at the two of them and explained kindly.

"As soon as Miss Boliang practices, she often forgets to eat, so the Nine Venerables said that she should be delivered to her while it is hot. He also prepared a hand warmer bag, and if he feels cold at night, he can put it on his knees."

Sikong Sheng heard this and his eyes shone, he glanced at Jiang Caini, exaggeratingly admiring:

"Tsk tsk tsk, how considerate! It seems that your husband is going to have a candlelight dinner with others!"

"Hey, wait, Miss Boliang? Feng Boliang? Just that famous golden branch and jade leaf?" It seemed that he suddenly came to his senses. Sikong Sheng looked serious and long, but his eyes were full of cunning watching the show. He patted Jiang Caini in a big way, "You're done, it seems that even the status of the side room is no longer guaranteed."

Jiang Caini's face became heavier and heavier. He listened to the constant provocation beside him, and finally raised his feet in anger and stepped on his feet hard.

Sikong Sheng's expression froze, and his body felt like he had been pressed. After a while, he raised his hand and grabbed the wine glass in front of him.

Jiang Caini's movements were faster than him, so she snatched the wine glass directly, threatened to top of his head, and tilted it.

"Oh, quit, quit!" Sikong Sheng raised his hand to stop him, and laughed while pleading with him. Jiang Caini snorted coldly and relaxed the strength of holding the cup.

It was a long time to say that, and at this moment, Sikong Sheng suddenly pushed his backhand, and the whole glass of wine was "rather" and it fell on Jiang Caini. Not only did it wet her hair, but even the gorgeous long skirt she had carefully prepared was dyed through the wine.

Seeing that the opportunity was fast, Sikong Sheng succeeded and immediately jumped out of the chair and avoided the long table. After Jiang Caini let out an angry scream, she also chased after her terrible expression like she was about to kill.

The two of them surrounded the long table, one fled and the other chased. Along the way, many innocent candidates were implicated, and the scene was in chaos.

At a corner of the long table, Jin Siqi looked at the two people chasing, with special brilliance flashing in his eyes.

Is this? Even if one thing is to subdue another...

Speaking of which, she had never seen her senior sister look so out of control. However, she has a lot more realism than the "perfect princess" who will always win.

Beside her, Meng Zhao kept picking up food from her bowl.

"Siqi, come and eat more, you see you are so thin."

Jin Siqi withdrew her gaze, looked at the rice bowls that had been piled up in front of her, and smiled dryly: "I've had enough, you can eat it yourself."

Meng Zhao still looked enthusiastic: "It's okay, my mother said that being a man means being able to take care of people, and never let girls be hungry!"

When he finally picked up all the food on the table, he lay excitedly beside Jin Siqi and said repeatedly:

"Hey, Siqi, we have passed the primary election this time. When we have the chance in the future, come to my house to have fun?"

"Our country is a famous food town. If you come, I will definitely treat you well! I told my mother a few days ago that I met a very good girl, and she asked me to invite you to play!"

This boy seems to be so energetic. An idea popped up in his mind for a while, and there is no time to be quiet.

Although he was simple and shy when he first met, he gradually became familiar with him and found that he was more talkative than anyone else. And his mood was always written on his face, and there was no need to guess. Compared to those big children who like to show off their airs, what he had to do with him was a simple happiness.

Jin Siqi also knew very well that she was a little depressed and silent. If no one took the initiative to talk to her, she could not speak a word all day long. Meng Zhao worked so hard to find topics, and he should have wanted to make himself happy. But the more this happened, the more she felt guilty and felt that she was not worthy of his efforts.

"I may not be as good as you thought." Jin Siqi lowered her gaze and her tone became deeper.

"How could that happen!" Meng Zhao retorted hurriedly, "My mother said that a real bad girl will never say that she is a bad girl. So Siqi must be a good girl!"

Jin Siqi smiled bitterly, Meng Zhao refused to let go, and even started to act coquettishly: "Come on, okay, Siqi? My mother also wants to see you!"

Jin Siqi had nothing to say and forced a smile: "You are very filial."

This casual sentence once again made Meng Zhao excited: "Siqi, you are so nice! Everyone else felt that I listened to my mother in everything, and I had no opinion of my own, only you understand me!" He was overjoyed, and he directly held her hand.

Jin Siqi's mind was shocked. Why, why did he and Senior Brother Gu always say so similar...

"You are very understanding and comfortable with you."

This is what Senior Brother Gu said at the beginning. Although they are two different types, one is steady and the other is simple, facing him, you will always remind yourself of Senior Brother Gu.

What I remembered also...and those unbearable pasts.

On the day he sent him a healing pill, he asked for his contact information. From then on, he would often chat with himself and tell jokes to himself. He would ask him about his worries sooner or later, and would remind himself to add clothes when the temperature dropped, almost meticulously.

Jin Siqi is sensitive and can clearly see his thoughts. She has a good impression of this kind and considerate little boy. However, she is not ready yet and accepts a new relationship again. She is even more worried that she will only bring harm to them, just like Senior Brother Gu back then...

Almost subconsciously, Jin Siqi quickly pulled back his hand, not noticing the injury that flashed through Meng Zhao's eyes.

On the other side, Huangfu Li took a sip of wine indifferently, turned around and saw that Sikong Sheng was forced into the corner by Jiang Caini.

"This should not be within the scope of the main 'care' of the hall..." Huangfu Li thought so, and continued to eat without any concern.

On the way, Mu Hansha would discuss with him from time to time about cultivation problems, and Huangfu Li also answered them patiently. It is always good to be able to exchange more experiences before the formal assessment and learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses.

A little later, he received a message from Shen Antong.

"The primary election is over? I guess you are also on the list? Remember to treat the guests next time you meet!"

There were many daily trivial matters in the message, and Huangfu Li didn't have the patience to read them carefully one by one.

"Also, I recently signed up for a training institution for Tiansheng Kingdom and I'm about to set off. Let's see you again during the assessment! I want to wish me good luck!^o^"

Through the screen, you can see the smiling face of the little devil.

Shen Antong was the quirky girl in the training class at the time, and she also worked as a male and female chief with her... To be honest, her personality is really hard to forget.

But unexpectedly, she dared to sign up for a training institution. She really forgot the pain after the scars healed.

On the eve of the Tiangong Gate assessment, many training institutions emerged in various countries, specifically for candidates who have no recommended quotas and are about to run for passers-by. They often spontaneously run by the sect leader of some major forces. They take out the precious secrets in their collection and collect a large amount of money for candidates to practice.

This is to earn high tuition fees. Secondly, if some of the candidates you sponsor will be successfully selected in the future, it will be considered as a relationship in advance. Maybe, they will be successful in the future?

However, no matter what, like the hell that secretly created containers in the name of a training class, should not appear again for the time being. The training institution Chen Antong chose is in Tian Shengguo, so it is still relatively safe.

Entering the message editing page, Huangfu Li briefly replied: "Good luck."

...

When Chu Tianyao brought the carefully prepared meals to Feng Boliang's room, he saw the slightly floating window screen, and there was no one in the room.

There was a note on the table saying that she was out with her friends and she didn't have to wait for her.

Chu Tianyao sighed. He always felt that he had already seen through her.

That's right, he really wants to pursue her. If he can become the palace master's son-in-law, his future status will be completely solid.

For a long time, he has been working hard to create opportunities. But Feng Boliang is either practicing or "going out to play" - although no one knows where she went - in short, they have basically never been alone.

Moreover, Chu Tianyao knew very well that she was not so easily controlled by others.

After all, when you can't even recognize words, you can hold Yu Jian and chat with the owner of the Heavenly Palace, which is equivalent to being indirectly led by the gods. It is definitely not as simple and easy to deceive as Dingsha Xueying.

Her attitude towards herself is indeed pretty good, and she is better at flirting than herself when she flirts. But the problem is that she has that attitude towards everyone, because she is influenced by the master of the Heavenly Palace and has no class concept to treat others. Therefore, the only intersection at present cannot represent anything at all.

Sighing, he could only take out a pen and add his own message to the note she left, while expressing his concern for her without any trace.

In the dark room, the lonely shadow was pulled long.

***

When these candidates are about to enter the special training stage, Yan Xueying, who Chu Tianyao is thinking about, is rushing on his way alone.

When she climbed over a small hill, a red light flashed not far away, and a figure surrounded by flames appeared suddenly in front of her.

Yan Xueying was startled, and the man walked quickly and raised his hand to put it on her shoulders.

"Xueying, I finally found you!"

Hearing him call out his name accurately and using the tone of reunion after a long separation, Yan Xueying couldn't help but be stunned: "You are..."

This iconic flame-ridden outfit really reminded her of someone coming.

"…Flame Ghost Emperor?"

As one of the most popular ghost emperors in the four directions, the owner of the Lava Hell, the Flame Ghost Emperor. But what does such a person have to do with him?

Lieyan nodded: "I am."

"But you take a closer look?"

Yan Xueying looked at him hesitantly. Her handsome and slightly weird face indeed had great lethality. But apart from that, there was nothing else—

Lieyan's mouth raised lightly, and a trace of joke flashed in his eyes.

"Your reaction is still so slow, the Frozen Queen."

At this moment, Yan Xueying was struck by lightning. The memories evoked by this title made the past come one after another. Under the oppressive breath, she finally saw something familiar. And that was what she thought she would never see again...

He slowly raised his hand and stroked the face that was close to him. The voice was also trembling with incredible trembling:

"sea?"
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