Xiuyun originally wanted to board the boat to the water pavilion with Fu Xie in despair.
At this time, a maidservant sarcastically said: "Xiuyun, is this Mr. Xie whom you support with all your heart?"
Xie Fu looked around the girls and said with a faint smile: "Is this the way the Wang family treats guests?"
When all the girls heard this, they immediately realized that they had no distinction between superiority and inferiority, and they all saluted: "Wish you all the best, young master."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "This is decent."
Xiuyun secretly pulled Xie Fu's sleeve and signaled Xie Fu to leave quickly. It seemed that she still cared about the sisterhood very much and didn't want to cause too much trouble.
On the boat, Xiuyun looked at the lively figures by the river in the distance, feeling like a deer that had strayed from the herd, so alone.
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Repent? Go to their side, I won't blame you."
Xiuyun resolutely said: "No!" In order to show his determination, he took out a small flag from his clothes and raised his hand to wave it.
Xie Fu smiled, how could such a cute little lady disappoint you.
Sorry, Brother Lu, I can only let you down and let others down.
Yin Chun Shui Pavilion, Ye Jinghong and Xie Fu stood in the corridor outside the third floor, leaning on the railing to look at the beautiful rivers and mountains and the beautiful gardens in the south of the Yangtze River.
Ye Jinghong's eyes were deep, as if he had placed his body and mind on this beautiful scene.
As the number of people eliminated increased, the number of people who showed up at Yin Chun Shui Pavilion today was not as high as the previous two days.
Dugu Jian and Yu Wenming don't know if they have already died in society and today has not come.
The strange thing is that Zhang Lingxiao was nowhere to be seen.
With cinnabar dotted between his eyebrows, he climbed up to the third floor and passed through the corridor with a cold expression of noble character.
Xie Fu looked at Leng Leng and greeted him with the honorific title: "Taoist priest."
He learned from Cui Sanfei that Leng Leng was a registered disciple of Duanmu Ci. He should be considered a member of the Tianzong, but he wanted to find out something about Duanmu Ci's recent situation from Leng Leng.
Leng Leng didn't even look at Fu Xie, let alone respond. When he passed by Fu Xie, he paused and glanced at Ye Jinghong.
It seemed that he could only see Ye Jinghong in his eyes.
Ye Jinghong smiled and looked at the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan gardens.
After a while, Governor Wu stood on the water and announced something before the start of today's competition.
Zhang Lingxiao was injured in an assassination attempt last night, so he was unable to participate in today's competition. Leng Leng, who faced Zhang Lingxiao, won directly and entered the final round in advance.
Now in Jizi's group, Zhang Lingxiao is simply a weak existence when facing Ye Jinghong, Long Jing, and Leng Leng.
With the elimination of Wei Sanren, Zhang Lingxiao has no need to continue the competition. It is unknown whether Zhang Lingxiao was stabbed or injured, but it is the best result to save the Zhang family's face.
If it is fake, it can not only save the face of the Zhang family, but also help the four clans in Wuzhong and make their opponents suspicious, so why not do it.
There are only three competitions in Yin Chun Shui Pavilion today. As Governor Wu announced loudly, today's first competition began, between Ye Jinghong of the third column and Long Jing of the fifth column.
As Ye Jinghong came on stage and floated on the water, Lu Wenlin took the initiative to walk to Xie Fu and said with a smile: "Mr. Xie, you don't mind if I stand next to you."
Xie Fu nodded and smiled: "I don't mind."
"Mr. Lu, you said that Mr. Lonely has been eliminated. Does Mr. Long still need to win?"
As soon as Xie Fu finished speaking, he saw Long Jing immediately changing his body shape as soon as he came on the stage, revealing a terrifying look that made the young lady tremble with fear. It seemed that he wanted to have a big fight with Ye Jinghong.
Lu Wenlin smiled and said: "Although Dugu Jian has been eliminated, the eight surnames in Longxi are united to the outside world."
Xie Fu understood what Lu Wenlin meant. Even if he finally stood out in his group, there were still nine people left, and the result of the marriage proposal was not over. One more strong player would give him more help.
"Are the four clans in Wuzhong the same?"
Lu Wenlin smiled: "Actually, I don't want to marry Miss Wang."
Xie Fu was surprised.
Lu Wenlin continued: "Maybe I don't dare to marry Miss Wang."
Xie Fu smiled: "Then why did Mr. Lu come?"
“For Suzhou!”
"For Suzhou?"
"As long as Miss Wang can settle in Suzhou, it will be the most gratifying outcome for Lu."
Xie Fu smiled and said, "Are you serious?"
"To tell you the truth! Miss Wang and my father are friends of the same generation. Every time they talk, I just stand aside. Do you think it would be weird if I married Miss Wang?"
Xie Fu laughed.
"Mr. Xie, why are you here? Are you planning to abandon Miss Tantai?"
The fact that Lu Wenlin could ask this question shows that he knows a lot about Xie Fu.
This sentence also made Xie Fu's scalp numb. If it was meant to attack someone's heart, it would indeed have an effect.
Under Lu Wenlin's gaze, Xie Fu finally answered: "I'm just here to join in the fun and try how many pounds I have."
Lu Wenlin said with profound meaning: "When my father mentioned Mr. Xie, I was still happy that Suzhou could produce such a talented person."
Xie Fu said softly: "I consider myself half a Suzhou native."
The two people's eyes suddenly froze at the same time, and they looked towards the lake.
In the exchange of energy and energy, Long Jing had already raised his momentum to the extreme, showing all his strength from the very beginning.
Feng Shoudao, who was standing aside, had a solemn expression on his face. He could clearly feel the murderous aura and solemn feeling passing through the air. This sense of oppression was even stronger than when Long Jing faced Wei Sanren yesterday.
Feng Shoudao couldn't help but secretly asked, can Ye Jinghong resist such Long Jing?
The answer will soon be revealed.
Keng!
It's like a sharp arrow piercing the sky, instantly heightening the tension to the point where people get goosebumps.
There is no need to unsheath Long Jing's sword from the Western Regions, the blade cuts straight towards Ye Jinghong.
Ye Jinghong seemed to have no time to draw his sword, and was submerged in the dazzling sword light that eclipsed the sun, moon and stars.
His eyes were shrouded in the light of the sword, which was as bright as the sky, and the two of them could not be seen at all.
The maidservants' expressions were horrified and full of disbelief. They witnessed with their own eyes the strange sight that this man could create the power of God. This was the most astonishing scene they had seen from the beginning to the end.
The light of the sword was so bright that it made their hearts feel like silk strings, and cold sweat broke out on their backs like waterfalls.
Really, at this moment, they would rather see a ghost.
In the light of the sword that shrouded the sky and the earth, a white and clean figure floated out, it was Ye Jinghong!
He resisted, and Long Jing was unable to hurt him at all.
Feng Shoudao knew clearly that Long Jing's sword seemed to be just one, but in fact it was countless swords. Every time Ye Jinghong showed a slight flaw, it was a sword that cut him in two.
Feng Shoudao's heart was in his throat, and he blurted out: "Not yet, don't draw your sword! How long will it take?"
Long Jing just let people see Ye Jinghong's figure for a moment, and then shrouded Ye Jinghong in the light of the sword. He used the sword wildly, as if Ye Jinghong was a big mountain, but he wanted to cut it with one sword until it was flattened.
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At Xie Fu's level, he could clearly see that Ye Jinghong was in the torrent of blades, and his body seemed to be drifting with the current.
Every movement perfectly conforms to the principles of heaven and earth, and is as natural and smooth as a flying bird or fish.
He seemed to be integrated with the aura exuded by Long Jing, so flawless.
This surprised Xie Fu.
Lu Wenlin said calmly: "This is the unique skill of the Ye family - Flowing Water Heart."
