They are all full of righteousness and think of flying, and want to go up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon.
Jiangnan Yizhou City Sword Climbing Conference Venue
Hua Wuming and the people in the medical pavilion hurriedly carried Mo Yuqing for treatment. Miao Chenglan, as the head of the Yaochi Sect, the holy land of medical families, naturally followed him to check it out in person.
But Chen Bayi on the court still stood stubbornly. After all, this is in the ring. The players have not been knocked out or fallen to the ground. No one except the Holy One has the right to stop the game.
"You're not feeling well, stop fighting!"
Yun Musheng shouted anxiously at Chen Bayi. Chen Bayi ignored Yun Musheng and continued to wave his powerless fists despite his increasingly weak body.
Looking at him like this, Yun Musheng couldn't help but recall the scene when she first came to Lanyue Villa.
The sky was so clear that day. Bei Mingyu introduced herself to Chen Bayi in a boastful manner. At that time, Chen Bayi still had an innocent and childish expression on his face. At that time, he just thought it was ordinary. In just a few months, when I looked at the young man in front of me who should have continued to thrive, he was already swallowed up by hatred and the turbidity of the world.
At this moment, Yun Musheng suddenly understood what Qiu Mingming once said at the Jiangnan Poetry Conference: He wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink wine together, but in the end it was not the same, and he was a young man.
He could no longer endure Chen Bayi being tortured any more, so he took back his sword and grabbed Chen Bayi and walked towards the audience. According to the rules, he knocked his opponent out of the field to win. Yun Musheng wanted to end the game as soon as possible. Let Chen Bayi get treatment.
"Yun...Brother Yun, Brother Yun, wait a minute, cough cough cough, don't...don't throw me away, it's useless...I just forced the exercise cough cough cough...I have already dissipated the cold poison in my internal energy. It’s to the bone…”
Yun Musheng ignored it. He needed to win this game, but he also needed to save Chen Bayi's life. He never wanted anyone he knew to die in front of him.
"I don't want to... be thrown around again... cough cough cough..."
Chen Bayi's feeble words suddenly stopped Yun Musheng like a thunderclap. He recalled that when he faced the violent Yang Tiehu that night, the unarmed Chen Bayi had the fate of being thrown aside to die by him. It was not the same for him.
At this moment, Yun Musheng no longer knew what to do. Chen Bayi grabbed Yun Musheng's shoulders and tried his best to stand up, using his hoarse and weak voice to say with all his strength:
"Come on, let's...let's finish the game. The Chen family has been scholars for generations...but today I can stand on the stage of this sword competition. Sister...sister and father will definitely be together." ... I will definitely be proud... The moon... The moonlight will be with you cough cough cough... It is me, Chen Bayi, in this life..."
At this point, Chen Bayi could no longer make a sound, and his mouth was still talking hard. The fist was raised tremblingly, and finally he punched Yun Musheng's chest and never moved again.
This punch was weak and weak, unable to make Yun Musheng take even half a step back. This punch was extremely heavy, as if it passed through the body like a big stone and hit Yun Musheng's heart directly.
Ye Qianqiu sensed something was wrong, jumped up to the ring, stretched out two fingers to explore Chen Bayi's neck, suddenly felt startled, and then said in disbelief: "This child... This child is gone. " Yun Musheng lowered his head in pain and refused to watch this heartbreaking scene again. Some sobbing could be heard faintly in the audience.
Until his death, this young man holding the moon stood in the middle of the arena of the sword-climbing competition with a fist-pumping posture!
At this time, the silence in the stadium was terrifying. Yun Musheng still had his head lowered. He slowly grabbed Chen Bayi's other hand that had not punched, and raised it up little by little, over his shoulder, and lifted it up. Over your head until fully straight.
Countless spectators in the stadium could no longer hold back their emotions and responded one after another. In an instant, the whole stadium burst into thunderous applause. It lasted for a long time, not only for the winner, but also for everyone who mustered up the courage to stand. The applause of the young man on the stage lasted for a long time, long enough to spread all over Yizhou, all over the south of the Yangtze River, and even people in heaven could hear it.
While feeling sad, Yun Musheng suddenly noticed something and suddenly looked at the tea cup on the table between herself and Mo Yuqing. Mo Yuqing and Chen Bayi were poisoned at the same time. Could it be that someone had poisoned the tea?
Since Mo Yuqing exchanged teacups with her, she escaped from danger, so the real victims of the poisoner were herself and Chen Bayi.
With such a motive, there were only two people in the hall. Yun Musheng looked towards the prince's seating area. Chaos King Li Tengzu looked at him with a proud face and smiled foolishly, while Qiongqi King Li Lanxin took a slight sip of the tea in the cup. , raised his eyes and nodded to himself.
Yun Musheng glared at the two ferocious beasts in the audience, took out a piece of cloth from his bag that he had torn off from Li Lanxin's son Li Quanfu when he was fighting with him, tore it into pieces piece by piece and threw it on the ground. Li Lanxin They immediately put away their smiles and stared at the young man on the stage. Both of them knew that this was a secret declaration of war between the two sides.
Jiangnan·Yizhou City·Myanyulou Medical Pavilion
In the medical pavilion, the doctors at Yanyulou were working non-stop to treat the injuries of the injured players. After the quarterfinals, everyone's injuries, whether they were internal or external, were much more serious than they imagined. This time This was the first time in history that the Sword Climbing Conference had more than half of the top eight casualties.
Relatively speaking, Xu Changan's injuries from Tianji Tower were slightly lighter. Although he suffered a heavy palm from Hua Xiaoqi, he recovered much faster than those who struggled until their internal strength was exhausted and their blood flowed backwards. Wake up and be able to move freely with ordinary people.
However, Xu Wenxiu still pressed him on the bed, and sat beside his bed with a group of disciples to feed him and drink medicine. The master of Wanjuan Hall, who originally believed in literature rather than martial arts, did not care whether his son could win the competition. He was just worried about not hurting his head and affecting his wealth of knowledge that he had studied for many years.
Qiu Mingming saw that Xu Changan had finished drinking the medicine in the cup, so he went out to the medicine storehouse to find the disciples of the Medical Pavilion to grab medicine.
As soon as he went out, he bumped into Yun Musheng who had just returned from the venue. Qiu Mingming felt a little sorry for missing Xu Changan because he helped take care of the injured Xu Changan, but when he looked at Yun Musheng's face and body The bruises, which were bruised and bruised, made his heart even more painful. He hurriedly said:
"How is your injury? Is it okay? I'll find someone to take care of it for you!"
"My injuries are fine, just some flesh wounds. Where is Mo Yuqing, do you know where his room is!"
Yun Musheng recalled that Chen Bayi had suffered from cold poison on the stage just now, and presumably Mo Yuqing's situation was the same, so she felt very anxious.
"You go in the first corner from here. The third room is the Yaochi Sect's room."
"Okay, got it."
After saying that, Yun Musheng turned around and rushed towards Mo Yuqing's room without waiting for Qiu Mingming to check his injuries. "Alas!" Qiu Mingming just reached out to grab Yun Musheng's wrist, but the young man left too eagerly, not giving Qiu Mingming any time to say the second sentence.
Qiu Mingming wanted to follow, but there was still something to do about getting medicine for Xu Changan. However, after thinking about it, Xu Changan's current condition should be fine. Qianqian went to visit him, and it wouldn't be a delay. matter.
Yun Musheng came to Mo Yuqing's house and saw Miao Xian'er, Feng Wan and others waiting outside the door, so she asked anxiously: "How is he doing? Will something happen?"
"Brother Yun, don't panic. Hua's medicine has stopped the cold in his body. The Yaochi Sect Master is transferring his internal energy to him. Don't worry, he won't die."
Hua Wuming patiently explained to Yun Musheng. Feng Wan was still leaning to the side with a lazy look. He suddenly remembered something, took off his bamboo hat and glanced at Yun Musheng.
"It seems like you can't die, so I won't have anything to do with you."
After saying that, he covered himself with a bamboo hat and went to sleep. Yun Musheng immediately felt relieved after hearing the news that Mo Yuqing was no longer in danger. Qiu Mingming rushed over and lifted up Yun Musheng's clothes to examine them carefully.
"Oh, Qiuqiu, I'm... I'm fine, just a little flesh injury, and besides, there are... so many people here."
Yun Musheng was a little embarrassed by Qiu Mingming, so she hurriedly pulled down the coat that Qiu Mingming had just lifted up to cover her naked body.
Only then did Qiu Mingming realize that her behavior was a bit rude, so she took a few steps back with a blush on her cheeks. In this situation, she neither wanted to leave nor was embarrassed to come forward. She wished she could find a hole and crawl into it. However, Miao Xian'er, who was sitting next to Feng Wan, came to the rescue.
"Brother Yun, seeing how energetic you are, you must have won the game, right? By the way, you seem to be playing Brother Bayi this round. How is he? You don't have to fight like those guys. Fight to the death."
Several people present had not finished watching Yun Musheng's game just now because of Mo Yuqing's sudden poisoning, and they all looked at him curiously.
Upon hearing this, Yun Musheng's face, which had been calm just now, suddenly darkened, and with great difficulty the words that he was extremely reluctant to say came out of his mouth: "Chen Bayi...he died in the battle. "
