Yang Hui slept deeply this time, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.
Yang Hui's condition has not been adjusted yet. Yang Hui has killed Jueying and Yang Sui before, but no one has been able to influence Yang Hui like this.
The groggy Yang Hui seemed to be in a bad state. If he met Jing Lanqing today, he would probably only fail.
The drawing of lots has begun. So far, there are only the last four people on the field, and the top three are chosen from these four people.
Pulling himself together, Yang Hui walked onto the stage, put his hand into the lottery tube, and pulled out a lottery number.
"Sign in Number One!"
Before Yang Hui could take a closer look, the host read out the lottery number in his hand.
Other people came up one after another to draw lots, but fortunately, he and Jing Lanqing were not opponents yet.
Yang Hui smiled at Jing Lanqing, but suddenly found that something was wrong with Jing Lanqing's face. A sickly paleness enveloped Jing Lanqing's face.
"Are you sick?" Yang Hui didn't know why he asked Jinglanqing like this. Although she was Mengmeng's good friend, it seemed that the relationship had not reached the level of asking for help.
Jing Lanqing was stunned and said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Your competition will start soon, you'd better go on stage first."
Yang Hui nodded and walked slowly to the stage.
His opponent today only has a first-level eight-star strength. Even if Yang Hui is not in good condition today, it will be easy to defeat this person.
"I surrender."
The man shouted to the referee before he even came on stage.
There were sparse sounds of regret in the audience, but most people knew the current situation very well. Even if the first-order eight-star came on stage, he would probably be defeated by Yang Hui in one or two rounds, and there was nothing interesting about it.
Yang Hui walked off the stage expressionlessly and walked straight towards the auction. What he wanted to do most now was to sleep and sleep until the end of time.
Suddenly, Yang Hui felt his shoulder being tapped. Just as Yang Hui turned around, Jing Lanqing's voice came from behind him.
"Let's go drink!"
Before Yang Hui could react, Jing Lanqing took Yang Hui to a nearby tavern.
"Boss, I've been here ten times and won't come back drunk."
When the wine was served, Yang Hui didn't say anything. He picked up a jar of wine, opened the seal, raised his head and neck, and drank.
He is a monk. If he drinks alcohol normally, the power of his body will definitely expel all the wine from his body. It can be said that he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.
But today, Yang Hui inexplicably wanted to get drunk and use his mental power to dissipate the protection of his eyes.
Seeing how heroic Yang Hui was, Jing Lanqing was not to be outdone. She threw her black hair behind her, raised her neck, picked up a jar of wine and drank it down in one gulp.
"Boom".
Yang Hui placed the empty wine jar on the table.
Then he picked up another jar of wine on the table, opened the seal, and started drinking again.
After three jars of wine, Yang Hui felt a little dizzy at the moment.
On the other hand, there were already three empty wine jars in front of Jing Lanqing.
"Are you worried?" Yang Hui finally spoke and said his second sentence of the day. But like the first sentence, he said it to Jing Lanqing.
"Don't you have one?" Jing Lanqing looked at the empty wine jar in front of Yang Hui and asked.
Yang Hui laughed at himself, "Haha, I don't know either."
Jing Lanqing handed Yang Hui a jar of wine and said, "I guess you are lonely?"
Yang Hui took the wine, took a sip, and said, "Are you lonely? Maybe."
I have been alone since I was a child, but fortunately Yang Xin's existence prevented Yang Hui from going astray. But now Yang Xin has already entered the Wan Teng Sect, and I don't know if she is doing well now.
Jing Lanqing seemed to see the person Yang Hui was thinking about at the moment, and said, "Is that Yang Xin? But she has been gone for several days, and I haven't seen you so depressed. On the contrary, you killed Yang Mang yesterday.
After that, I became worried. Is Yang Mang your cousin?"
"Cousin?" Yang Hui's hand holding the wine jar suddenly stopped.
Even though Yang Hui hates Yang Mang and hates Yang Mang, Yang Hui has to admit this blood relationship.
Yang Mang's father went to the Sealing Demon Valley to practice practice when Yang Mang was a child and has not returned yet. However, this Yang Mang has now become the person closest to Yang Hui in the Jiang family.
Yang Hui once regarded him as his cousin, but what about him? How had he ever regarded Yang Hui as his cousin?
"Come, let's drink."
Yang Hui picked up the wine jar and bumped it against Jing Lanqing's wine jar.
Seeing the sudden sense of vicissitudes of life that was completely inappropriate for his age on Yang Hui's face, Jing Lanqing couldn't help but think about what Yang Hui had gone through.
However, Jing Lanqing did not go into details, and immediately picked up the wine jar and said, "Thank you for exchanging lottery numbers with me that day."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
"Don't you want to know what I'm doing in such a hurry?"
Yang Hui put down the wine jar in his hand and said: "I do have some doubts, but if Miss Lan Qing wants to say it, I, Yang Hui, am all ears. If Miss Lan Qing doesn't say anything, I won't be able to ask more questions."
"Actually, I quite envy you." Jing Lanqing also put down the wine jar in her hand.
When Yang Hui heard this, he laughed at himself: "Why do you envy me? I am poor and helpless. But you are a disciple of the inner peak of Yuxiu Peak, and your future is limitless."
Jing Lanqing suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "What kind of future is there for inner peak disciples? When you go to Yuxiu Peak, there are rules everywhere. You have to be cautious everywhere, and you are subject to restrictions everywhere. There is no freedom at all."
"Alas." Jing Lanqing sighed and said, "Everyone is trying to get into these big sects, but everyone who enters wants to leave. By the way, Yang Hui, do you have anyone you like?
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Jing Lanqing's sudden change of topic surprised Yang Hui, but at this moment, Yang Xin's face appeared in Yang Hui's mind.
"I don't know if she is doing well or not."
When Jing Lanqing heard Yang Hui's muttering, a hint of disappointment flashed across her face.
"It seems that you have someone you like. It's Yang Xin, I guess. I heard from Sister Mengmeng that she is very talented, beautiful, and has a good personality..."
Yang Hui smiled awkwardly and said hurriedly: "She is just my sister."
Jing Lanqing hurriedly changed the topic again, talking to Yang Hui intermittently. In the blink of an eye, the last of the ten jars of wine was left.
Unexpectedly, more than half of the nine jars of wine fell into Jing Lanqing's stomach.
Jing Lanqing opened the seal of the last jar of wine with a "pop" sound, found two large bowls, and filled them for herself and Yang Hui.
"It's nice to meet you. I hope I can see you again if I have the chance." Jing Lanqing picked up the bowl and said.
"Are you going back to Yuxiufeng?" Yang Hui also picked up the bowl and touched Jing Lanqing's bowl.
Jing Lanqing's eyes suddenly became moist, and her face became a little unwilling, saying: "No, I might go to the Demon-Sealing Valley."
"Sealing the Demon Valley?" Yang Hui asked in surprise: "Why are you going to the Seal the Demon Valley?"
A trace of bitterness flashed across the corner of Jing Lanqing's mouth, "Didn't I just say that? In a large sect, there is no freedom at all. Everything, including people, is a resource that can be used. And I will soon represent Yu Xiufeng and
There is a marriage in Feng Mo Valley."
Yang Hui finally understood what Jing Lanqing meant when he said there was no freedom. I'm afraid this marriage was just a political marriage, and the man from Feng Mo Valley was probably not the person Jing Lanqing wanted to marry.
"Teacher's orders are difficult. It's useless to talk more. Come, drink the last few drinks with me."
Jing Lanqing raised her head and drank all the wine in the bowl.
Jing Lanqing walked away for a long time, and Yang Hui still looked at the direction she left.
"Maybe she's right. At least I'm free."
Yang Hui felt a little relieved, picked up his steps, and walked towards the auction.
The final of the four-family competition has finally arrived, and Jing Lanqing and Yang Hui have become the favorites in today's competition.
On the contrary, very few people paid attention to the confrontation between the third and fourth.
Seeing that the man who fought against Jing Lanqing yesterday was unscathed, Yang Hui knew that the man who had fought against Jing Lanqing yesterday had probably given up defeat, so that Jing Lanqing could catch up with him.
In fact, Yang Hui didn't really want to participate in the competition today. After all, Yang Hui is now at least second in the competition. According to the usual practice, Yang Hui can give priority to the reward provided by the Jiang family, which is the Qingcheng Sword left by his father.
However, seeing Jing Lanqing, Yang Hui had an inexplicable feeling, which made him come here to compete with Jing Lanqing.
The VIP seats were full today, and some of the outstanding descendants of the four major families were sitting among them.
Mengmeng and Tang Hao from the auction house were also sitting in the center of the VIP table.
"The following is the last day of the competition between the four families in Tianhua City. Today, the top four in this competition will be decided. And who will win the first place in this competition? It is Jiang Jia Yanghui.
Or is it Jing Jia Jing Lan Qing? Please wait and see. Next, I would like to invite the two of you to the stage."
Yang Hui stood on the stage unhurriedly, and on the opposite side, Jing Lanqing also jumped onto the stage.
The two of them transformed into weapons at the same time, and their movements seemed to be in perfect harmony.
However, Yang Hui did not release the soul-sucking attribute at this moment, nor did he embed his other star points into the Blood Mist Ice Sword, because if his ice blast had the soul-sucking attribute, it would leave unhealable wounds on the surface of the opponent's body.
Trauma, boys are fine, but Jing Lanqing is a girl after all.
With a "dang" sound, Jing Lanqing's shot towards Yang Hui's head was blocked by Yang Hui with a blood mist ice sword.
The heat from the soul-breaking gun immediately touched the ice chips on the Yanghui Ice Sword.
The sound of "Zizzi" sounded, and a cloud of water mist rose instantly.
The two quickly bounced away. Unexpectedly, after this initial test, the two were evenly matched.
Jing Lanqing felt a little surprised in her heart. After all, judging from Yang Hui's eyes, Yang Hui now only had the strength of a second-order four-star, while she was already a second-order six-star.
Unexpectedly, Yang Hui took his shot so easily.
"Come again." Yang Hui shouted, picked up the blood mist ice sword in his hand and rushed towards Jing Lanqing again.
Naturally, Jing Lanqing didn't dare to slack off, so she pulled out a gun flower and stabbed Yang Hui with the soul-breaking spear.
As soon as the two met, they immediately started fighting.
But at this moment, a signal bomb suddenly lit up in the sky not far outside Tianhua City. When Jing Lanqing, who was fighting with Yang Hui, saw the signal bomb, her expression suddenly changed.