Wu Hao looked at Li Xintian dragging Yi Xifeng away with gloomy eyes, and the murderous intention that had just emerged became stronger. However, just when he was about to take further action, a gaze focused on him, and he instantly felt a shudder.
Wu Hao's hand holding the folding fan paused in mid-air. He could feel the owner of this gaze, whose terrifying strength was simply beyond his imagination, and he was right behind him!
He turned around slowly, and there was no one standing behind him. Wu Hao frowned slightly and looked into the distance. Finally, he found the owner of this gaze in the Qingyun Palace behind him, who was the leader of the Qingyun Sect.
Ouye Changfeng.
Wu Hao pondered for a few breaths, then cupped his hands and fisted, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
Obviously Ou Ye Changfeng knew Wu Hao's purpose and identity from the beginning, but he did not rashly intervene in the affairs between their young people. However, the young man from Luo Yunzong just now was obviously manipulated by Yi Xifeng.
Naturally, murderous intent arose.
At this point, Ou Ye Changfeng can pretend that he didn't see it. It wasn't until Li Xintian left with Yi Xifeng, and Wu Hao's murderous intention was more or less directed at the girl, that the number one swordsman in the Sword Sect chose to take action to frighten the opponent.
You can pursue my disciple, or you can be jealous of others for her. I don't care about these things. But if you feel resentment because you don't get it, then don't blame me for not warning you in advance!
This is what the leader of the Qingyun Sect wants to express!
…
Yi Xifeng followed Li Xintian to a sword platform. At this time, all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were watching the martial arts competition and recruiting brides in the square in front of the Qingyun Palace. Naturally, there was no one on the sword platform, which made it convenient for the two of them to chat.
.
“Brother Xifeng?”
"Um!"
A simple question and answer, followed by a long silence... The two looked at each other, their eyes full of joy, and no one was willing to break the silence.
Yi Xifeng met Li Xintian for the first time after five years. He had to say that the other person had indeed changed a lot. If he hadn't known about it in advance and listened to the comments from people around him, it would have been hard for him to imagine that the man who used to be by his side and like him had changed a lot.
The girl wearing the mask has turned into such an exquisite and beautiful girl.
She wore a long blue dress, the style and color of which were the attire of Qingyun Sect disciples, but even so, she still stood out in the crowd.
First of all, it’s because she is already 1.7 meters tall, which is considered tall among women. Compared with such a beautiful woman as Zhong Lingxi, she is still not inferior in height.
The second thing is Li Xintian's exquisite appearance. If Zhong Lingxi is the kind of beauty that everyone has, with a kind of nobility in her beauty, then Li Xintian's beauty is more or less fairy-like.
Compared to the fact that the girl had been observing the second floor of Qingyun Palace for a long time, Yi Xifeng had never found her figure, so he naturally looked more seriously and carefully.
"I knew that Brother Xifeng would definitely do what he promised me before!" In the end, the girl felt somewhat shy under the fiery gaze of the other party and spoke to break the silence.
“Oh, what did you promise me?” Yi Xifeng asked knowingly.
Li Xintian pursed his lips and smiled, and said calmly: "As long as seven years, as long as five years! You will definitely come to me!"
Wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, Yi Xifeng grinned and said, "Well, of course I remember! Then do you still remember?"
In fact, he already knew the answer without asking, because when he saw Li Xintian, he noticed that there was indeed a scabbard hanging on the girl's waist.
When the two of them separated, they had agreed that Yi Xifeng would take Ye Jian Hanxing away and leave the scabbard to Li Xintian for safekeeping. When the two meet again, it will be the day the sword is sheathed.
Li Xintian tilted his head and asked curiously: "Where is your Hanxing Sword?"
"Forehead……"
Yi Xifeng suddenly remembered that his sword was still being forged and improved by Lin Rufa. This time he rushed to the competition in Zhong Lingxi to recruit a bride, so he didn't bring it with him.
“Well, Hanxing Sword is at Lin Bo’s place. You can pick it up in a few days.” He replied with some embarrassment.
Hearing this reply, the girl was obviously a little disappointed and responded in a low voice.
Yi Xifeng secretly cursed himself for being a fool. He obviously didn't bring his Hanxing Sword. Why did he carry the scabbard, the big sword?
He paid attention to the change in the other person's expression, and at the same time looked at the dark sword scabbard hanging next to the girl's slim waist.
"Huh?" He exclaimed slightly and asked with some confusion: "This Guizang sword scabbard is originally composed of two parts. One is the scabbard forged from the meteorite from outside the sky, and the other is the blood-red scabbard wrapped around Cambridge.
Golden blood silk ribbon. Where did the red ribbon go?"
Yi Xifeng also noticed something strange about the sword scabbard on the opponent's waist, and asked with some confusion.
At this time, Li Xintian changed his smiling look at the beginning, without raising his eyes, and murmured expressionlessly: "Of course it will be given to someone else."
Hearing this, Yi Xifeng trembled slightly in his heart. You know, when he came to see Li Xintian this time, he did a lot of homework in advance and prepared a lot. After all, before meeting Lin Rufa, he always thought that the Qingyun Sect was the most beautiful.
The female disciple held a martial arts contest to recruit a bride, and it was Li Xintian, so he made a lot of plans in his mind.
There is a scene that is very similar to this time! Li Xintian has found a boy she likes again in the Qingyun Sect in the past five years, and threw away the Guizang Sword Sheath in her hand, or gave it to someone else.
Naturally, the girl didn't know that Yi Xifeng had thought so much in that moment. In fact, Zhong Lingxi had borrowed the red silk on the outside of the scabbard of the hidden sword. However, her mood at the moment had been messed up by Yi Xifeng. Naturally,
I'm not in the mood to explain to him either.
Sure enough, once girls get angry, it is difficult for them to do many rational and fair things.
…………Dividing line…………
Just when the two fell into silence again, Xu Ling'e quietly appeared on the Jianping.
As a girl whose focus is never on the same channel as others, in fact, Li Xintian has been paying attention to each other since he came out of Qingyun Palace.
She naturally saw Wu Hao and others, and also discovered that Li Nian was actually very familiar with Xin Tian, so she followed her "eight gossip heart" and followed him.
As soon as Ling'e appeared, she shouted: "Xintian, why are you here! You..."
At this point, she also noticed that there was silence between the two of them, and the atmosphere even became a little depressed.
“It’s okay, let’s go back first!” Li Xintian kept his eyes lowered and did not look at Yi Xifeng any longer. Although she was very eager to look at each other again, she forced herself to lower her head.
"Oh, that's good! I'll accompany you." Ling'e blinked her beautiful big eyes and agreed.
Yi Xifeng saw that Li Xintian's attitude had changed so much, and he somewhat realized that it was because he didn't carry the Hanxing Sword, but he was still more concerned about the whereabouts of the blood silk scarf.
“Newly added…”
The two girls paused in their steps. Only Ling'e quietly turned back and looked at the young man in Taoist robes with confusion.
“You, who did you give it to?”
Ling'e blinked, obviously curious about what the two of them were talking about. Therefore, her eyes continued to wander between the two.
Li Xintian thought for a moment and whispered: "I will tell you when you get the sword back."
After saying that, he took Senior Sister Ling'e and left Jianping.
When Yi Xifeng heard the girl's words, his heart moved slightly. He could hear a hint of crying from the girl's words. He didn't know why Li Xintian was crying. It might be because he hadn't seen each other for a long time, which caused him to lose control of his emotions. However,
He also realized that the whole process of the matter might not be what he imagined.
"Sure enough, people will always change. Li Xintian, who used to be never jealous, has also quietly changed." Yi Xifeng murmured to himself, and then left the Jianping with a wry smile.
…
At this time, Zhong Lingxi was arguing with a group of sect leaders. In fact, she had been called here just after the competition ended in the morning.
“Disciple Zhong Lingxi, I have met the master, the master, and all the mountain masters!”
At this time, everyone was not on the third floor of Qingyun Palace, communicating with the heads of various sects. Everyone was in Qingyun Palace, discussing the method for the second round of competition.
“My disciple thought that since it was a competition to recruit a bride, my opinions would naturally be included in the process!”
“Oh? Then you can tell me, what exactly do you want to do?”
“If I want to go on stage, I have to fight with them a few times!” Zhong Lingxi said calmly.
Actually, everyone could hear the beautiful girl’s intention with these words. She wanted to get rid of that hateful Zhong Rui. Since the other party could ask four knights to protect him, she was no longer polite!
Hearing this reply, Ou Ye Changfeng and Ou Yezi couldn't help but look at each other, and then said:
“If you take the field, do you plan to compete against the players who will advance to the second round?”
Apparently after a morning of competition and screening, a total of four candidates were selected. In the afternoon, the second arena opened at the same time. It is estimated that by the end of the day, the number of people who have successfully advanced will reach an even number.
You must know that any warrior who can advance is naturally not weak in strength. He has fought against such a powerful opponent for nearly ten games in a row, which for any non-Xiaxia warrior is seriously beyond the intensity of his usual training.
Zhong Lingxi raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "The level of one fighting ten is naturally not something we can achieve as disciples, but we can divide the advanced warriors into two groups, and I can freely choose to join any side.
camp!"
When everyone in the hall heard this, they also echoed: "This is very good!"
“Great Elder Ou Yezi, the disciples you have trained are truly worthy of their reputation!”
“Yes, since then, the rhythm of the entire battle has been firmly controlled by Zhong Lingxi!”
…
After discussion, the mountain masters of the Qingyun Sect finally established the method for this second contest to recruit a bride, and Zhong Lingxi also successfully played a very important role in it.
Soon the afternoon competition began again. This time, thanks to the glory of Qingyun Craftsmen, two competition arenas were built at the same time in the square outside Qingyun Hall. Therefore, these young people participating in the competition in the afternoon were generally much more lively than in the morning. Among them, the strength
Those with advanced skills are experiencing exponential growth.
Boom!
A scholar from Xiaoyuan Academy directly sent a disciple from the Qingyun Sect flying away with a palm of his hand!
“Oh my god! Who is this person? He is so powerful! Just now, the first disciple of Xiaoyuan Academy was also beaten by the other party!”
“What do you know? This man is the number one young man in our Qingyun Sect! His cultivation has reached the peak of the Invasion Realm!”
“What? Home invasion? Well, isn’t that..."
“I didn’t expect that the Qingyun Sect is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon! Such a powerful young talent, even compared to the true disciples of the Luo Yun Sect, his strength is not much better!”
…
There were two people on the stage. One was a young man dressed as a scholar. He made a finger trick in his hand, using fingering techniques. The other was a young man of medium height and thin body. He was holding a gleaming short hand.
sword.
Apparently after a morning of competition and screening, a total of four candidates were selected. In the afternoon, the second arena opened at the same time. It is estimated that by the end of the day, the number of people who have successfully advanced will reach an even number.
You must know that any warrior who can advance is naturally not weak in strength. He has fought against such a powerful opponent for nearly ten games in a row, which for any non-Xiaxia warrior is seriously beyond the intensity of his usual training.
Zhong Lingxi raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "The level of one fighting ten is naturally not something we can achieve as disciples, but we can divide the advanced warriors into two groups, and I can freely choose to join any side.
camp!"
When everyone in the hall heard this, they also echoed: "This is very good!"
“Great Elder Ou Yezi, the disciples you have trained are truly worthy of their reputation!”
“Yes, since then, the rhythm of the entire battle has been firmly controlled by Zhong Lingxi!”
…
After discussion, the mountain masters of the Qingyun Sect finally established the method for this second contest to recruit a bride, and Zhong Lingxi also successfully played a very important role in it.
Soon the afternoon competition began again. This time, thanks to the glory of Qingyun Craftsmen, two competition arenas were built at the same time in the square outside Qingyun Hall. Therefore, these young people participating in the competition in the afternoon were generally much more lively than in the morning. Among them, the strength
Those with advanced skills are experiencing exponential growth.
Boom!
A scholar from Xiaoyuan Academy directly sent a disciple from the Qingyun Sect flying away with a palm of his hand!
“Oh my god! Who is this person? He is so powerful! Just now, the first disciple of Xiaoyuan Academy was also beaten by the other party!”
“What do you know? This man is the number one young man in our Qingyun Sect! His cultivation has reached the peak of the Invasion Realm!”
“What? Home invasion? Well, isn’t that..."
“I didn’t expect that the Qingyun Sect is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon! Such a powerful young talent, even compared to the true disciples of the Luo Yun Sect, his strength is not much better!”
…
There were two people on the stage. One was a young man dressed as a scholar. He made a finger trick in his hand, using fingering techniques. The other was a young man of medium height and thin body. He was holding a gleaming short hand.