Jing Xinyuan watched her leave and felt melancholy again.

He is now eager to guard the white raindrops all the time.

If there are white raindrops in your vision, you will feel that the world is beautiful. Without her, you will feel boring, boring and long.

In the evening, he and two guardians came outside the gate of the Nanwang Mansion. The guardians stopped and looked at him.

"Then I'll go in."

"Master, act carefully."

"I understand." Jing Xinyuan nodded solemnly.

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Although he wanted to challenge Li Chengkong and became famous all over the world, when he arrived in front of the Nanwang Mansion, he felt guilty inexplicably.

The Nanwang Mansion does not look too large, and it is similar to the architectural layout and scale of other royal mansions.

But standing in front of the Southern Palace, the pressure next to the Palace is far from being pressed, as if a towering peak stands in front of you, and will be overwhelmed and pressed down at any time.

The two of them watched as he slowly stepped into the side gate of the Southern Prince's Mansion under the guidance of the guards, and disappeared without a trace.

"We'd better go back and wait for the leader." The fat middle-aged man felt breathless and couldn't help but say.

The tall and thin middle-aged man nodded.

The two of them really can't help. The best way is to wait in the branch to see if the leader will be resurrected.

I just don’t know if the leader has the courage to challenge Prince Nan. Once he challenged, he must make enough noise.

Otherwise, their efforts will be in vain and everything will become futile.

——

Jing Xinyuan walked in with the guards, walked around the hall to the moon gate next to it, walked through the three-entry yard, and finally arrived at the back garden.

In front of me is a lake, with several lotus flowers in the lake, and corridors lingering on the lake, interspersed with small pavilions.

Li Chengkong was leaning against the railing to read, and Xu Zhiyi stood by and served, handing over teacups and a piece of dessert.

As soon as Jing Xinyuan stepped onto the corridor, Li Chengkong put down the book and looked over with a smile.

A gust of wind blew, and his green robe fluttered, like a god among immortals.

In Li Chengkong's soft gaze, Jing Xinyuan's body gradually became stiff and became uncontrollable.

The face was stiff, and the muscles seemed to be rusted.

"I've seen His Highness the Southern King." He found his voice dry and unpleasant.

Li Chengkong smiled and signaled to sit down and talk.

Xu Zhiyi presented a cup of tea: "Master Jing, please drink tea."

Her body exudes a faint fragrance, and her tone is soft, like a gust of spring breeze sending to his heart, easing the stiffness of his body.

"Thank you Miss Xu." He smiled at Xu Zhiyi with gratitude.

Knowing Li Chengkong's status in the Nanwang Mansion, Prince Nan's close maid, who was standing side by side with Yuan Ziyan.

It was okay for her to serve Prince Nan, but she was really not qualified to let her serve him.

Xu Zhiyi smiled and said, "The Master Jing is promising at a young age and has become the Yuanguang Sect at a young age, which is rare."

"Shame." Jing Xinyuan shook his head quickly.

There are only three people in the Yuanguang Sect. It is really hard to call him a sect. He just puts forward a banner, but he actually has no power.

Others don’t know the truth, but Xu Zhiyi should know it.

Xu Zhiyi smiled and stepped aside.

Li Chengkong took a sip of tea and looked up and said, "I heard that you want to challenge me?"

"Cough cough." Jing Xinyuan was drinking tea. Hearing this, he coughed violently, which made Xu Zhiyi smile and handed her a snow-white silk handkerchief.

Jing Xinyuan wiped the corners of his mouth and collars with red face and gave them to Xu Zhiyi.

Xu Zhiyi took it and put it on the stone table beside him, and smiled and said, "Master Jing must be not used to being so straightforward, and he hasn't exchanged greetings yet."

Li Chengkong smiled and said, "You have no need for false thoughts. Are you a disciple of Zhuyinsi?"

"yes."

"Then we are not outsiders anymore." Li Chengkong smiled and said, "I want to challenge me, do you want to become famous all over the world, right?"

"...Yes." Jing Xinyuan knew that Mingren would not say secret words, and his plan could not be hidden from Li Chengkong.

Just tell the truth and you can still gain an open impression.

Li Chengkong nodded: "Your idea is not surprising, it is a very normal idea."

"I just don't know if the prince will fulfill his wish."

Jing Xinyuan looked at Li Chengkong earnestly.

He knew that he shouldn't challenge Li Chengkong and would offend Yuan Ziyan, but when he got to this point, he would look down on himself and feel that he was too cowardly.

If you have the round light bead, you don’t have to be as careful as before. How can you not be brave?

Li Chengkong laughed loudly.

Xu Zhiyi looked up and down at Jing Xinyuan.

Under Li Chengkong's laughter, Jing Xinyuan's heart gradually became weaker and his energy became weaker. He scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'm too abrupt, right?"

Xu Zhiyi glanced at him.

Li Chengkong curled his smile and shook his head.

Jing Xinyuan smiled bitterly: "It's really too abrupt."

Li Chengkong shook his head and said, "Do you really want to challenge me?"

"Yes!" Jing Xinyuan gritted his teeth and nodded firmly: "I have heard of the prince's reputation for a long time and the best in the world. I want to know how much difference between me and the prince."

"You can catch up even if you have a clear idea, right?"

"……yes."

"The ambition is commendable." Li Chengkong nodded slowly: "If you can take action, even if you are qualified, we can go outside Zhennan City to fight."

"really?!"

Jing Xinyuan was overjoyed.

At this moment, he had forgotten Bai Yuzhu's advice and forgot to worry about Yuan Ziyan, and had only a vigorous fighting spirit.

If you can fight with Prince Nan outside Zhennan City, you will become famous even if you lose. Everyone knows it.

At that time, who doesn’t know the Yuanguang Sect?

Xu Zhiyi said angrily: "Master Jing, Master Jing, don't worry!"

"Yes, I believe in the prince." Jing Xinyuan said hurriedly.

Xu Zhiyi said: "It depends on whether you are competing with Master Jing or not, and whether you are qualified to fight against the master."

"I will do my best!" Jing Xinyuan said solemnly.

Li Chengkong smiled and said, "Okay, then you can make a move now."

"Okay!" Jing Xinyuan didn't hesitate and wanted to punch, even if he couldn't hit Li Chengkong, he would still hit him.

But as soon as this thought moved, his eyes suddenly changed.

The sky suddenly pressed down and the ground vibrated. He couldn't sit steadily and needed to use his skills to stand firmly.

There was no Li Chengkong in front of me.

"Formation?" He was shocked and immediately thought that this was the Formation, and he was already in the Formation.

He had heard that there were countless formations in the Southern Prince's Mansion, and it was indeed well-known.

Since it is a formation, everything is false and there is no need to take it seriously.

When he thought of this, Yuanli was recycled.

"Bang!" He hit the stone table next to him hard.

His ears buzzed, and the stars flashed in front of him.

This is a solid collision with the stone table, not a false sense. A good formation is a combination of virtual and real.

If you think it is false, that is true. If you think it is true, it may be false, but the key is how to judge whether it is false or true?

He could only work hard to revolve his energy to maintain his body, while turning a blind eye to the suppressed momentum.

But the invisible momentum made him breathlessly, his energy was slowly moving, his brain seemed to become slow and his thinking was stagnant.

In a daze, I fainted.

After waking up, he found himself lying on the stone table, suddenly stood up and sat up straight. Li Chengkong was holding the scroll in one hand, and Xu Zhiyi stood aside.
To be continued...