When the sky is misty.
In the square, many disciples who had trouble sleeping last night had gathered.
For a warrior with strong mental strength and blood, staying awake all night will not have much impact.
They gathered together in twos and threes, all discussing today's game.
There was no suspense about the top three candidates.
But they heard last night that there was another late-stage martial arts disciple in this competition, and she was also a female disciple who used a sword.
So everyone is speculating on the top three candidates.
The noisy people in the square woke up the other sleeping disciples in the room.
Luo Qingzhou also stayed up all night last night.
Lying next to him was a beautiful girl who looked like a flower and had a fragrant fragrance, and this beautiful girl stared at him like a wolf and a tiger. How could he sleep?
So the two stared at each other until dawn.
Seeing more and more people getting up outside, Luo Qingzhou quickly urged: "Princess, it's time to go, otherwise we will be seen soon."
Nangong Meijiao snorted coldly: "So what if I saw it? Are you afraid of being seen?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I'm afraid. After all, I am a man. It's really embarrassing to be slept with by a woman late at night."
Nangong Meijiao smiled and said: "Where did I sleep with you? You must provide evidence when you speak. You didn't even bleed."
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Nangong Meijiao was about to speak when the thing on her waist suddenly vibrated. She turned her back and took it out and took a look, and a line of small words appeared on it.
[Princess, something bad is going on. I heard voices in Junior Brother Chu’s room. It seemed like a woman’s voice, but it wasn’t Senior Sister Dao or Junior Sister Chu. I don’t know who it was.]
Nangong Meijiao glanced at the door and replied: [It’s me]
Suddenly there was a sound of leaving footsteps outside the door.
Luo Qingzhou sat up suddenly and whispered: "Princess Princess, someone was eavesdropping at the door just now. Please leave quickly."
The jade in Nangong Meijiao's hand quietly retracted into her sleeves, she sat up and said, "You can let me go, come and help me put on my shoes."
As he said that, he put his two long legs on the edge of the bed, revealing his two slender feet wearing snow-white stockings, and looked at him teasingly.
"Princess Princess..."
"Why, don't you want to? It doesn't matter, I have been sitting here. When they all got up, I opened the door and took a look, and I said... Last night, you took advantage of them to fall asleep and went out. He brought me back after being knocked out."
"..."
At this time, the voices of Zhang Yuanshan and Zhou Boyue suddenly came from outside.
Luo Qingzhou's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly got out of bed, squatting beside the bed, and helped her put on the shoes from the ground.
Nangong Meijiao suddenly shrank her feet, handed him a pair of pink socks and said, "Change to another pair. The pair on my feet I wore after taking a shower last night. I slept here with you all night, and they must have been stained by you." , throw it away.”
Luo Qingzhou defended: "I didn't touch it last night."
Nangong Meijiao snorted coldly: "But your quilt is dirty, and so are your people and your smell. They have already made it dirty."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Since the princess dislikes me so much, why do you still sleep with me and why do you still touch me?"
Nangong Meijiao raised her eyebrows and said, "My princess is willing. Why, are you feeling wronged?"
"Don't dare."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, took the pink stockings from her hand, and quickly took off the snow-white stockings on her feet. When he was about to put the pink stockings on, she shook her beautiful white feet. , said: "This princess allows you to kiss and touch her for a while. It doesn't matter. Just treat it as your reward for sleeping with me last night."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and quickly helped her put on the pink socks, then helped her put on her shoes, urging: "Princess, you can go."
Nangong Meijiao sat by the bed, stared at him coldly for a while, and said, "Aren't my princess's feet beautiful?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "It looks good."
Nangong Meijiao said: "Then do you like it?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I like it."
Nangong Meijiao snorted coldly: "Then why don't you kiss or touch me?"
Luo Qingzhou replied: "Because the princess is too beautiful, I don't dare. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it and suddenly turn into a beast and eat the princess directly."
Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes and suddenly sneered: "I'm lying, I slept with you all night last night, and I didn't see you suddenly turn into a beast. I saw you motionless, closing your eyes and pretending to be dead. You are worse than a beast."
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Nangong Meijiao smiled sarcastically, walked towards the window, then stood still in front of the window, turned to look at him and said: "Chu Feiyang, since you want to rely on your own true ability to enter the inner door, then I will wait and see. . But if you fail, it doesn’t matter. Come and ask me again, and I will still help you.”
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you very much, Princess."
Nangong Meijiao opened the window and said calmly: "My family, you're welcome. Anyway, as long as I need it in the future, you can come and sleep with me."
After saying that, he was about to leave.
Luo Qingzhou quickly raised the Luo socks in his hand and said: "Princess, your Luo socks."
Nangong Meijiao jumped out lightly, turned around outside the window and said, "I'll reward you. When you miss me, you can hold it to sleep or kiss it. Of course, if you want to do other bad things to it, you can It doesn't matter."
After saying that, he walked away quickly with his long legs.
Luo Qingzhou stood in the room, stunned for a long time, and suddenly there was a knock on the door from Sister Dao: "Chu Feiyang, are you up? It's time to go."
Luo Qingzhou woke up, immediately put away his socks, and put all the quilts and bedding he slept on last night into the storage bag before leaving the room.
After simply washing up and eating breakfast, they went out together.
Nie Yunrong looked at him secretly from time to time, with a complicated expression.
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but said: "Sister Nie, why do you keep peeking at me? If you like me, you can tell me directly. Although I will not accept your confession, I can introduce Boyao to you."
As soon as this was said, everyone burst into laughter.
Nie Yunrong suddenly blushed.
Zhou Boyue also blushed and said, "Senior Brother Chu, don't make such a joke."
Everyone knew it was a joke and didn't care.
Several people quickly stood up where they were yesterday.
Not long after.
Sun Jiang walked over expressionlessly, glanced at a few people, and said, "How did you sleep last night? Are you feeling well?"
Seeing that his face was not good-looking, and seeing that he had just come here with Uncle Jin, they must have been ridiculed by Uncle Jin, so they quickly and respectfully replied: "Master, we all slept well. .”
Chu Xiaoxiao had been chattering just now, but after looking at his face, he didn't dare to say anything anymore.
At this time, the surprised voice of Uncle Jin suddenly came from the side: "What? Wanrou's sword was broken? And the kid used a trick to burn her skirt? Who? Point it out to me! Wanrou Don’t be afraid, my teacher will definitely make the decision for you!”
With that said, Jin Song came over aggressively with eight disciples.
Seeing that they were the first to complain, Sister Dao quickly walked up to Sun Jiang and briefly told what happened on the hillside in the afternoon last night.
Chu Xiaoxiao said angrily at the side: "Master, it was obvious that they bullied others too much, so the Fourth Senior Brother took action. In the end, Senior Sister Yun couldn't beat the Fourth Senior Brother, and the villain complained first. It's so shameless."
After hearing this, Sun Jiang looked at the young man aside with a shocked expression, "Are you saying that Feiyang defeated the female disciple named Yun Wanrou last night?"
Sister Dao and others nodded and said: "Yes, Master, Junior Brother Chu has indeed won."
Chu Xiaoxiao said proudly: "Senior Brother Chu only used one stick to break the sword in Senior Sister Yun's hand."
Sun Jiang had an expression of disbelief on his face.
Luo Qingzhou quickly explained: "Master, the disciple did not defeat the other party. It was just that the other party was careless and did not subdue the disciple within the stipulated time, so he was counted as a loser. If there is a real competition on the stage, the disciple will definitely not be that Yun Senior sister’s opponent.”
"Of course your boy is no match for my Wanrou!"
At this moment, Uncle Jin and his eight disciples stopped in front of them menacingly.
Jin Song said with a gloomy face: "Boy, what kind of weapon is that of yours? It actually broke my Wanrou's sword. Take it out and show it to me."
Sun Jiang immediately stepped forward and said: "Junior Brother Jin, I have a general understanding of what happened last night. The two disciples agreed to compete with each other, and the winner or loser is responsible. According to the regulations, even if your disciple's sword is broken, she should bear the responsibility. . What do you want to do when you come here with such force? Do you want to fight with the strength of numbers? "
Jin Song sneered and said: "Senior Brother Sun, it's not a fight. I'm just curious about what kind of weapon your disciple used to break my disciple's sword. That sword has a lot of origins. It belongs to my family. The disciple spent a lot of money to get it. Even if it is a magic weapon, it can't be so powerful, right? So I suspect that he used other means. Senior Brother Sun just asked him to take the stick Come out and I’ll find out after taking a look.”
Sun Jiang said expressionlessly: "If you win, you win, if you lose, you win. If Junior Brother Jin can't afford to lose, he should tell his disciples in the future not to let them come out to be arrogant and domineering, lest they lose in a hurry. As for your doubts about my disciples? There is something wrong with the weapon. I'm sorry, but your disciples didn't bring it up during the sparring, and they didn't raise it after the sparring. It's too late to raise it now. According to the rules, you are not qualified to pursue or inspect it."
Jin Song's eyes twitched and he said coldly: "Senior Brother Sun, I'm not here to hold this kid accountable. You win or lose at your own risk. I know that. Even if he uses other means, it doesn't matter. I just want to take a look at his weapons. , doesn’t this work?”
Sun Jiang thought of his taunting at the dinner table last night, and at this moment, he felt as if he had a lot of bad breath in his heart, and said without giving him any face, "No."
Jin Song's face suddenly darkened.
At this moment, the noise around him suddenly became quiet.
Several elders walked onto the stone platform.
Jin Song sneered and said with a sarcastic face: "Senior Brother Sun, in today's competition, I want to see with my own eyes how good this disciple of yours is."
After a pause, he sneered: "No matter how powerful he is, he may not be able to be accepted as an inner disciple like my disciples, right?"
After saying that, he took his disciples, turned around and left, and stood back to his original position.
At this time, Wu Youzi, the great elder of Lingxiao Sect, and several other elders, stood on the stone platform, glanced majestically at the sect disciples from all over the place below, and said: "Yesterday's martial arts competition has come to an end, and the results are all the same. It has been announced that there are many elite disciples among them, who are the ones we will focus on and train in the future. Today's competition will be more exciting than yesterday, because today's competition is a competition between martial arts masters..."
"The rules were mentioned yesterday, and they are the same as those for martial arts competitions. You can use any skills and weapons, but you cannot use hidden weapons, poisons, etc. Everyone should only compete in moderation. If you feel you can't beat, just admit defeat in advance. There is no shame. If you don't admit defeat, maybe It’s a serious injury, or even death from serious injuries…”
"In the individual competition, points will be added based on the ranking. It was also made clear yesterday. The higher the individual's ranking, the more points you will score, and the total score of each of your sub-helms will be higher. For sub-helms with fewer disciples, it will also be Depending on the situation, extra points will be awarded..."
"The top three in the martial arts competition will be rewarded with the most generous training resources. At the same time, the elders from each peak and even several peak masters have arrived at the scene today, ready to watch the battle. If your talent and strength are noticed by them, They can also make an exception and accept you as inner disciples. Of course, in this case, it is limited to the top five and only two people..."
When the disciples heard this, their faces suddenly became excited.
Of course, some disciples in the early stage of martial arts will definitely have no hope this time. They secretly vowed to wait until the Lingxiao test next year to fight again.
Wu Youzi spoke on the stage for a while, and then Fang announced the start of the competition and asked the disciples in the front row to start drawing lots one by one.
at the same time.
The peak masters of each peak followed Mo Jiufeng, the master of Beiwang Peak, and came to the square while talking in low voices.
"Hey, it seems like that girl Linghu Qingzhu hasn't come yet?"
"Then the girl won't get the news that we are coming to rob someone, so she won't dare to come, right?"
"Humph, with her character, do you think it's possible?"
"Don't worry, let's see how that kid performs first."
"Huh, no matter how he behaves, I'm going to make a decision on this guy!"
"Why? Why do you have such a big face? I'm going to make a decision on this disciple! If you don't accept it, we'll argue later!"
"Just make gestures, who's afraid of whom? It just so happens that I haven't done anything with you for a long time, and I don't know if you, a dwarf, have grown up in the past few years."
"Big-faced monster, who are you calling a dwarf? Your granddaughter is practicing on Laofu Peak."
"Why, you start threatening me with juniors when you can't win? Are you, an old guy, becoming more shameless as you get older?"
While several people were arguing, a woman in a green robe hurriedly walked over and said with excitement: "Brothers, I heard from Xiong'er that the sect master has left seclusion and may be coming soon."
As soon as these words came out, several people were shocked, and then their faces were full of surprise.
"The sect leader has made a breakthrough?"
Mrs. Qingpao shook her head and said, "It seems not yet."
"Hey, why did you exit the border early? Could it be that... you encountered a bottleneck and couldn't break through in a short time?"
"Hey, it's very possible."
Several people immediately became worried again.
And at this time.
On a cloud bridge on a certain mountain peak, surrounded by fairy mist, Linghu Qingzhu, dressed in green, was standing in front of the railing with a woman in a red dress, bathing in the rising morning glow, talking softly.
"Qingzhu, is that young man really that powerful?"
"Well, I saw it with my own eyes last night, otherwise I wouldn't have believed it. So, you have to help me."
The woman in the red dress was silent for a while while facing Zhaoxia, then turned around and looked at her and said, "Qingzhu, I've hit a bottleneck, and I guess I won't be able to break through in the next few years. So, I want to accept a disciple."
Linghu Qingzhu: "..."
