On the street, Feng Yuyao was walking with Shengzi, and Song Xiao was also there. The three of them were chatting, and the atmosphere seemed good.
When passing by the teahouse where Lu Yun was, the Holy Son suddenly raised his head and looked at Lu Yun.
Their eyes met, and Lu Yun nodded as a greeting. Her eyes were elsewhere, a bit lazily, and her eyes were misty, unable to see the depth.
"It's Junior Sister Lu."
Feng Yuyao also saw Lu Yun. The scene was a bit familiar, very much like the day she met Wen Ren.
When talking about Wen Ren, the other person asked her about a lot of things about Lu Yun some time ago.
Feng Yuyao, who couldn't tell whether she was jealous or bitter, spoke in a gentle tone.
"Do you need me to introduce you to the Holy Son?"
Seeing that the other party paid too much attention to Lu Yun, Feng Yuyao asked.
"Need not."
The Holy Son shook his head and looked back at Feng Yuyao. His purpose of leaving the mountain had been achieved.
Master said that the person who can break the calamity is in the Hidden Sword Sect.
But who it is, the master asked me to find it, saying it was cultivation.
In his opinion, Feng Yuyao has the blessing of heaven, and such a person should be born to break the situation.
The three of them walked away together, and Lu Yun didn't care about the mere interruption.
She was lazy for a few days, and then it was time for the conference. She originally wanted to wait for the final results, but Ji Hongxi told her several times to see him in person to see him beat the crowd.
Many people gathered in Doudao Courtyard.
The circular Doudao Yuan was surrounded by steps and there were many people sitting there. Lu Yun was hidden among the crowd and was not conspicuous.
Disciples from various sects who can come to the Hidden Sword Sect have been screened within the sect, and the three from each sect are all highly capable.
From the waiting table, one can see the auras of contact and testing, stirring the constant storm in the sky above Doudao Yuan.
The competition started early, with disciples from Wuxiangchu and Bodhidong facing each other on the stage.
It is said that there is no thought and no thoughts. In the hands of the disciples of Wuxiang Place, everything in this world changes in thousands of ways, and a flower can become a whole world.
Illusions are natural and can be confused with reality.
What everyone saw was that the Bodhi Cave disciples were trapped in an illusion and were inseparable from a tree demon.
Although the Bodhi Hands in the Bodhi Cave are impressive, they are somewhat limited in the face of this illusory and unreal illusion where the entity is unknown.
In the battle to open the door, the Bodhi Cave disciples were defeated quickly.
He was trapped in the illusion until he was exhausted and could not find the weakness of the illusion.
This is a shame for the Bodhi Cave disciples.
With a stiff face, the disciple stepped down.
There was ridicule and laughter among the onlookers, most of whom were disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect. They were naturally happy to see the rest of them deflated.
Ji Hongxi is in the third game.
What's interesting is that he faced the Lishuijian disciple who tried to overpower Lu Yun at the door that day.
"Lishuijian disciple Qu Ren has met Daoist Fellow Ji."
After a few days, the other party seemed to adjust and looked at Ji Hongxi with a smile.
In terms of appearance, the two of them were on par, both were monsters, which made many female disciples look at them with their faces in their hands, blushing and their hearts beating.
However, compared to Ji Hongxi's wanton and romantic appearance, Qu Ren's face is more feminine.
"Fellow Daoist Ji, please give me some advice."
Qu Ren spoke quickly. He puffed out his chest and found Lu Yun in the crowd, his eyes filled with hatred.
It was because he was not well prepared that day that he was embarrassed by the other party.
After he took down the top disciple on Wentian Peak, he wanted to see if the disciple who took the back door could hold his head up.
Yes, it was announced to the public that Lu Yun happened to be involved in Wujian Town and had made meritorious service, so Lu Yun was given a quota.
The relationship between Lu Yun and Ah Li has not been exposed.
Feeling the directed gaze, Lu Yun didn't care much.
"Advice?"
"You're right, I should teach you a lesson."
Ji Hongxi smiled enchantingly, and the red clothes that had never changed colors danced on the high platform, and he sneered.
"For a fool like you, I don't even have to draw a sword to teach you a lesson."
This kind of insult made the people coming from Lishuijian look ugly, but Ji Hongxi just said it.
The figure on the high platform was as dazzling as a red leaf. Ji Hongxi smacked it with his palm. When he saw the whip thrown by the other party, he grabbed it with disdain.
"It's ridiculous for a grown man to play with a soft whip."
The map was opened, and many people who used whips as weapons showed strange expressions.
With Qu Ren's face reddened by humiliation, Ji Hongxi grabbed the whip and kicked him again.
"What the hell, you dare to bully my little junior sister."
Qu Ren wanted to hide, but when the kick came, Qu Ren discovered that no matter which direction he evacuated, the opponent would always kick him.
And this kick finally landed on Qu Ren's buttocks.
He stumbled on the stage and almost fell down, but Ji Hongxi grabbed the whip and pulled him back.
"I haven't had enough fun yet, why are you running?"
run?
When is he going to run away!
With his head filled with rage clearing up a little, Qu Ren whipped out his whip and took the opportunity to distance himself from his opponent.
He looked at Ji Hongxi with a particularly fearful expression.
From the beginning, the opponent was suppressing him and even giving him a chance to breathe.
"Ji Hongxi, you..."
Before he finished speaking, he punched in front of him.
Ji Hongxi's expression as he was punching was extremely evil. He curled his lips, his peach blossom eyes were shining, and his long eyebrows went into his temples, looking unrestrained and unrestrained.
In his hands, Qu Ren was like a plaything.
The opponent's whip was in his hand, and it broke with just a pull of a piece of grass.
This is crushing, naked crushing.
Many spectators felt pity for Naquren, but those in the waiting seats looked at Ji Hongxi with strong fighting intent.
Ji Hongxi was the number one in the previous generation, and many people suffered losses at his hands.
Many people in various sects want to challenge Ji Hongxi, but Ji Hongxi likes to stay in the Hidden Sword Sect and rarely goes out of the mountain.
It's a good opportunity, and they are carefully analyzing Ji Hongxi's strength.
The scene on stage was indeed in line with what Ji Hongxi told Lu Yun about showing off his power.
The people on Wentian Peak are protective of their shortcomings.
Looking at Qu Ren, who was almost rolled into a ball by Ji Hongxi, a soft smile bloomed in his eyes.
She looked around, admiring the praises of those people for her senior brother, but unexpectedly discovered that the Holy Son at the waiting table looked at her senior brother in a wrong way.
That's not the joy and anticipation of seeing someone evenly matched, that's inquiry, disgust, and murderous intent.
The murderous intention flashed away, but Lu Yun caught it.
Thinking back carefully, there was nothing in common between the two of them. It was impossible for my senior brother to offend anyone else to offend this newly born Holy Son.
So why?
Lu Yun thought of Ji Hongxi's life experience.
The smile on Lu Yun's face fell, and across the crowd, she met his eyes again.
This time Lu Yun did not look away.
The girl's eyes, like a sword, penetrated the crowd and came straight to Pei Geli, turning the wind into a blade, and the cold air was biting.
On that beautiful face, there were cold eyes, and an undercurrent had arisen.
Pei Geli was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party must have sensed his murderous intention towards Ji Hongxi.
Is she so perceptive?
"Junior brother, what's wrong?"
Someone asked, Pei Geli shook his head.
When he looked over again, Lu Yun's eyes fell on the high platform, focused and serious, as if the hostility he felt was an illusion.
