Chapter 226: Secret of Cool Night

On the nineteenth day of the lunar calendar, on the train to the capital.

The Lu-Jiang-Si trio sat in a row; Si Xianxian naturally sat by the window, blocked inside by a man and a woman, for fear that she would cause trouble.

Si Xianxian didn't know it; she was full of excitement, chattering non-stop.

"A bunch of dog things who can't see others doing well, I'll scold one every time I see one!"

"You guys didn't see how that group of people slandered Lu Ran..."

"Having said that, you two are really promising, haha, satisfying! I have the confidence to scold people!"

Jiang Ruyi was a bit helpless, gently patted Si Xianxian, and whispered:

"Keep your voice down, don't let people hear you."

Si Xianxian looked at the man and woman wearing hats and masks, and said: "Oh, don't be so careful.

You guys are disguised like this, who would recognize you!"

Hearing this, Lu Ran pressed the brim of his hat lower.

Jiang Ruyi continued to exhort: "After seeing Lu Ran's mother, you must be careful, don't be too presumptuous."

"Don't worry~" Si Xianxian leaned comfortably against Jiang Ruyi, tilted her head, and rested on the girl's shoulder.

She had finally obtained a friendship and would naturally cherish it even more.

What's more, this little couple could take her everywhere to run wild.

Si Xianxian had already made up her mind that with the Lu-Jiang duo, even if she suffered a great grievance, she would endure it and never make the two unhappy.

Hmm... also very humble.

"Is it comfortable?" Lu Ran's gaze swept past Jiang Ruyi and looked at Si Xianxian.

The Lie Tian big girl was like a master, crossing her legs, leaning on Jiang Ruyi, using the girl as a cushion.

She was wearing black leather boots, and the tips of her shoes were tapping up and down; she looked completely carefree.

Si Xianxian tilted her head slightly, looking at Lu Ran with a pair of beautiful eyes, a hint of playfulness in her eyes: "Why, jealous?"

Lu Ran remained silent, also tilted his head, and rested on the other shoulder of Jiang Ruyi.

Jiang Ruyi: "..."

"Yo?" Si Xianxian sat up straight, looking at the two, clicking her tongue in admiration, "Indeed very compatible."

Sister Xian'er's voice wasn't small, and her eyes were also very wanton.

Jiang Ruyi's face flushed slightly, and she glared at Si Xianxian.

"Hahahaha~" Si Xianxian's laughter was as indulgent as ever, also attracting the dark observation of passengers in the carriage.

Lu Ran suddenly popped out a sentence: "I see you don't want to go out to play."

Si Xianxian's smile froze, hummed, and looked out the window.

Lu Ran closed his eyes, smelling the faint jasmine fragrance, only feeling a wave of sleepiness.

Last night, he had been cultivating, not sleeping all night.

It was a pity that Rain Alley was less than an hour's drive from the capital.

Lu Ran didn't enjoy it for long, and was woken up just as he was drowsy.

But to be honest, it wasn't very comfortable.

Jiang Ruyi was slender, with too little meat; resting his head on her shoulder was a bit hard.

Hmm... maybe try a lap pillow next time?

Lu Ran thought secretly, holding the weapon wrapped in cloth, and followed the crowd out of the station.

The trio took a taxi directly to Xianjing Garden.

As the vehicle approached the destination, Lu Ran saw the Sword One god sculpture towering into the clouds under the blue sky and white clouds again.

Every time people saw this huge god main body sculpture, they couldn't help but feel awe in their hearts.

Besides looking up from afar, Lu Ran's mind was also very active.

Perhaps, one day in the future, others would look at him like this?

As the vehicle stopped at the entrance of the residential area, the group got off one after another.

"Is your home this rich?" Si Xianxian carried a giant hammer, looking up at the imposing gate of Xianjing Garden.

On this spring day, the trees in the residential area were lush, and the birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.

Compared to the dilapidated residential area where Lu Ran lived in Rain Alley City, this was simply heaven!

Not to mention, one could directly face the saint and see the Sword One main body here.

"My mom is rich." Lu Ran shrugged, "After my parents divorced, I followed my dad."

Si Xianxian looked at Lu Ran with the eyes of looking at a fool.

Lu Ran: "What's wrong?"

Si Xianxian: "Mom divorced Dad, not severed the mother-son relationship with you."

Lu Ran's expression was strange, scratching his head: "That's true."

Si Xianxian rolled her eyes, only feeling that this guy was hopeless.

Jiang Ruyi's mind was more delicate and she understood Lu Ran better.

This seemingly unreasonable remark revealed a trace of his true thoughts.

Judging from the high school life of the past few years, although Lu Ran didn't eat or wear much, there was indeed no "second generation" aura on him.

"Let's go, let's go." Lu Ran urged.

Mother clearly greeted the security guard, and after Lu Ran stated his purpose, a security guard accompanied several people into the residential area.

"Good guy~" Si Xianxian looked around, clicking her tongue in wonder all the way, "I always thought you were poor... uh, life was relatively tight."

Jiang Ruyi patted Si Xianxian on the shoulder, exhorting again: "After

"Got it, got it." Si Xianxian waved her hand impatiently. "So annoying. *Cough, cough. *"

The Lietian big girl had inadvertently revealed her true nature, and she immediately realized her mistake.

She hurriedly grabbed Jiang Ruyi's arm, greeting her with a smile, looking completely obedient and ingratiating.

Jiang Ruyi smiled helplessly, and under the guidance of the security guard, she entered a residential building and swiped the elevator card.

When everyone arrived at the fifteenth floor and stepped out of the elevator, they saw the door of a home in the distance standing wide open.

A tall figure, dressed in a long white dress, was standing quietly at the doorway, hands behind her back.

In an instant, both Jiang Ruyi and Si Xianxian were stunned.

That Lu Ran's mother looked very young was not really the point.

The key was that ethereal temperament and supreme elegance, like a banished immortal, which made the two girls feel inferior.

"Mom." Lu Ran walked up quickly.

Si Xianxian was completely dumbfounded.

Mom?

How could you even call her that?

If you told me this was the incarnation of the deity Jian Yi in the mortal world, I would believe it!

How could you dare to open your mouth and call such a divine, phoenix-like figure "Mom"?

Aren't you being a bit shameless?

"Ran Ran is here." Qiao Wanjun's cold aura vanished completely, replaced by a gentle smile.

From the depths of winter to the warmth of spring.

Qiao Wanjun changed the season with just a single expression.

This was not an illusion of the crowd, but a real existence.

The influence of a powerful believer on the people and things around them is tangible.

"Mom, this is Jiang Ruyi, and the one who plays with the hammer is Si Xianxian," Lu Ran introduced. "I told you about them before I came."

"Hello, Auntie."

"He-hello, Auntie." Jiang Ruyi and Si Xianxian immediately spoke up to greet her.

Qiao Wanjun looked at the two girls gently: "I heard you are a Lietian believer."

"Mm-hmm." Si Xianxian nodded repeatedly, looking like a gentle and obedient little thing.

It was quite embarrassing for the Lietian faction.

Qiao Wanjun looked at her son and smiled lightly: "You certainly have some methods."

Lu Ran grinned: "This was all 'bleated' out of her! You don't know how temperamental this girl is."

Si Xianxian's face darkened, but she dared not act out.

Qiao Wanjun naturally noticed the strangeness of the Lietian believer.

Seeing the girl's desperate attempt to restrain herself, Qiao Wanjun couldn't help but nod inwardly.

A moment later, she looked at Jiang Ruyi, who was standing to the side.

The young girl lowered her head slightly, her eyelids drooping, also looking obedient and well-behaved.

Qiao Wanjun's gaze, however, fixed on the sword hilt protruding from behind the girl's shoulder.

"Hum~"

The Cold Night Sword seemed to have sensed something and floated out on its own.

Lu Ran stepped aside, only to see the Cold Night Sword turn its body, using its hilt to probe toward Qiao Wanjun's naturally hanging palm.

The cold hilt gently nudged the woman's fingers, as if seeking her consent.

Seeing that Qiao Wanjun had no intention of refusing, the hilt then probed into her palm.

Such a scene left Lu Ran dumbfounded!

You must know that divine artifacts all recognize a master.

And they only recognize one!

But the cautious state of the Cold Night Sword, and even its somewhat humble actions, seemed simply incredible in Lu Ran's eyes!

This... what is going on?

"Long time no see, old friend."

Qiao Wanjun whispered softly, extending two slender fingers to gently stroke the cold blade.

"Hum!"

The Cold Night Sword trembled continuously, and there was no telling what it was communicating to Qiao Wanjun.

The trio stood obediently at the door, not daring to disturb them.

After a long while, Qiao Wanjun finally said: "I have to leave in a while."

Lu Ran: "Huh?"

Qiao Wanjun turned and walked into the house, saying indifferently: "Jiang Ruyi."

"Auntie." Jiang Ruyi looked up.

"Come."

"Oh, okay." Jiang Ruyi hurried into the house, kicked off her shoes, and didn't even have time to change into slippers before rushing to follow.

It looked like the two of them were going to the balcony.

Following Qiao Wanjun's departure, Si Xianxian let out a long sigh of relief.

Lu Ran curled his lip: "I couldn't tell, you have times when you're this obedient?"

Upon hearing this, Si Xianxian became somewhat angry from embarrassment, glaring fiercely at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran asked suspiciously: "Are you that afraid of her?"

"Who, who's afraid?" Si Xianxian puffed out her chest. "That's respect!"

"Oh." Lu Ran looked like he had suddenly realized something, walking into the house. "I thought it was bullying the weak and fearing the strong."

Si Xianxian:???

She gripped her hammer tightly, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, her chest heaving violently.

"Hey! Don't, don't, don't!" Lu Ran realized the situation was bad and hurriedly said, "Don't be angry!

I was wrong, I was just joking with you."

"Mm~" Si Xianxian's figure swayed, and she supported her forehead with one hand.

At the same time, on the outdoor balcony on the south side of the house.

"Sit." Qiao Wanjun gestured toward the wooden chair in front of the small table.

Jiang Ruyi did not sit down, remaining very reserved.

Her gaze swept past the peerlessly elegant woman before her, and she could just see the towering Jian Yi divine statue in the distance.

The figures of the person and the deity overlapped somewhat.

Such a scene was very peculiar.

Qiao Wanjun did not insist further.

She gently let go, and the Cold Night Sword floated up slowly, its translucent black ice material shimmering with a strange luster under the sunlight.

Qiao Wanjun looked at the divine artifact and said softly: "You've chosen him."

Jiang Ruyi lowered her head in a panic, her face turning red in a "whoosh."

No one knows how this divine artifact was formed; even Lu Ran does not know the mystery behind it.

But Jiang Ruyi understood in her heart that Qiao Wanjun knew everything.

In fact, the path of the Cold Night Sword to becoming a divine artifact was set by Qiao Wanjun herself.

From a certain perspective, the master of the Cold Night Sword is not Jiang Ruyi.

But rather the girl Lu Ran has chosen.

It is the girl to whom this sword was gifted by Lu Ran's hand.

More importantly, if Lu Ran's sincere heart were to be betrayed, then this Cold Night Sword could never have become a divine artifact.

Qiao Wanjun looked at the girl's shy appearance, a faint smile appearing on her face:

"Have you ever thought about why the Cold Night Sword's divine domain is what it is?"

Jiang Ruyi's attitude was respectful: "Please enlighten me, Senior."

"Senior?"

"Ah, Auntie."

Qiao Wanjun raised her eyebrows slightly: "Auntie?"

Jiang Ruyi lowered her head even further, her face as red as an alluring peach.

(End of chapter)