In an instant, the two collided together, radiant like ripples in the water, spreading and colorful.

The twelve Jindan monks had blue tendons on their foreheads, although the light array controlled it, but the scene was still terrifying, and many melon eaters on the platform scattered and fled, and everyone on the third floor couldn't hold their breath and went straight to the window to see the style of this battle.

The roar was mixed with all kinds of roars and the sound of resentment of the little ghosts, and it stirred up countless dust, and the sky was full of colors for a full minute.

A minute later, the Datong Sword disappeared, the hundred ghosts disappeared, the sky returned to brightness, the breeze blew, and everything was business as usual. Lin Wuya's white-clothed clothes were shengxue, and the fairy robe was fluttering, as if there had never been a battle, relaxed and natural, but Xiao Wangzhi still maintained the posture of pointing his sword downward.

With his hands on his back, Lin Wuya slowly walked down the ring, and when he stepped down the last staircase, Xiao Wangzhi fell down in response. The school field, which was already dead and silent, was even more silent at the moment, but after a short period of time, there was thunderous applause and cheers, shouting and roaring endlessly!

Although this battle is a long story, it is only in a blink of an eye, but everyone is also sweating profusely, the shock brought by this battle is beyond the reach of all previous competitions, and the sense of life and death stimulates every drop of blood and every cell of these people.

This battle has far surpassed the peak of the foundation building monks!

Xiao Wangzhi's obsession Liu Xun remembered in his heart, and said secretly: "Liu chooses to believe you this time, Xiao Wangzhi!" Mu Hong walked into the ring and took a pulse, then took out a green pill from the storage bag and put it in Xiao Wangzhi's mouth, and then his figure flashed and came to Liu Xun on the third floor, and said softly: "It's just exhaustion, please trouble Brother Liu to bring it back." ”

Liu Xun took Xiao Wangzhi and nodded, Mu Hong didn't say anything more and walked down the restaurant to arrange the follow-up matters, the dust of this battle has settled, and the two places for the decisive battle have been generated. The nobles and young people on the third floor are all worried, they used to live a comfortable life in brocade clothes and jade food, but now they find that they are like frogs at the bottom of the well, and Yelang is arrogant.

"What are the top ten sons of Jiyang, they are the top ten fools!"

Growing up in a greenhouse, they become lost, and their vain fame makes them flock to it, but they don't find their inferiority at all, and the reality gives them a heavy blow, at this moment they clench their fists one by one, and the corners of their mouths are self-deprecating, but they already have a goal in their hearts.

If life is too smooth, it will not be long, if this hurdle can be overcome, the future is immeasurable, if not, it will only be lost.

Helping Xiao Wangzhi into the house to rest, Liu Xun went to visit Mu Qing, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xiao's friendship with Sister Mu is doubly touched by the little nephew. ”

Mu Qing frowned and asked, "Do you believe him?"

After a little silence, Liu Xun nodded firmly, and Mu Qing sighed and said, "I believe it too." ”

In the bedroom, Qiao Yanran looked at Liu Xun worriedly and said, "Don't fight this battle tomorrow, Xiao Wanzi is not an opponent, and we can't beat it." ”

Liu Xun chuckled, seemed to be confident, and said, "Don't worry, I have a way to win him tomorrow." ”

"Oh, what's the solution?"

Qiao Yanran hurriedly asked, she was very worried that Liu Xun was pretending, after all, Lin Wuya was too strong, and she didn't believe that Liu Xun had a way to win. Liu Xun shook his head and didn't say anything, Qiao Yanran's anger increased greatly, but she was reluctant to send it out, so she had to sulk alone.

Liu Xun could only say comfort, but it backfired, and hurriedly asked Ling'er for help, but saw that Ling'er was also worried, so he had to explain: "Lin Wuya, I know, it's a friend!"

A look of surprise flashed in Qiao Yanran's eyes, and she asked, "Is it true?"

"It's true, if it's a lie, the sky will thunder, you will be lonely and helpless all your life, and you will not be able to live beyond death. Liu Xun raised three fingers and swore, and after the oath was finished, Qiao Yanran nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, this girl believes you." ”

Liu Xun smiled and teased: "Why don't you stop me from swearing, this is not conventional." ”

"Hmph, if you lie to this girl, you should be like this, why do you want to stop you?" Qiao Yanran smiled slyly, and then asked: "Then you still let Xiao Maruko fight with him, you are really unkind." ”

Liu Xun smiled and said: "How can you force Brother Xiao's determination otherwise, otherwise Sister Mu can see Brother Xiao's true feelings?"

"That's right!" Qiao Yanran thought for a while, and then said: "But it's not right, Xiao Maruki lost, so how can she marry Sister Mu?"

"Mountain people have their own clever plans!" Liu Xun pretended to be profound, and it was inevitable to clean up after a meal, but the atmosphere was no longer dull, relaxed, and full of confidence in tomorrow.

In the guest room, Xiao Wangzhi fell into a deep sleep, and had a dream in his sleep, these dreams seemed to be true and weak, with happiness and tragedy.

"Brother Xiao, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

Mu Qing hugged his fists, his face was full of joy, and a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar also hugged his fists and smiled in return: "Brother Mu, this farewell is eight years, eight years, I miss my brother very much." ”

"Haha, it's the same with my brother!"

The middle-aged man twisted out a boy from behind and said with a smile: "Look, don't you hurry up to see Uncle Mu." ”

The little boy timidly timidly straightened his clothes, bowed and said, "Look forward to Uncle Mu." Mu Qing was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Is he, won't he be?" The middle-aged man nodded and didn't say much.

...

"Feiyan, I will marry you when I grow up. ”

The boy's childish face was full of seriousness, and a girl in front of him with a double ponytail and a pink skirt blushed and said angrily, "No, unless you can become a big hero like my father." ”

The boy clenched his fists excitedly, and even made a set of punches, standing proudly and proudly, and shouted loudly: "I, Xiao Wangzhi, will definitely become a great hero who stands up to the sky and the earth, and is admired by thousands of people." ”

...

"Dad, why are we moving away, and Xiaohua Xiaoqing, why are you sending them away?" The boy wiped his tears and looked at the mansion in front of him reluctantly, the middle-aged man sighed, took a deep look at the two big red characters, and pulled the boy away.

Under the slanting sun, the two figures are lonely!

"Hopefully, you have to remember that one day, we will be back. ”

...

"Why?"

The rain was pouring down, and the boy was crying in the rain, the sadness in his heart seemed to vomit out his heart, and the torrential rain still couldn't stop the monstrous fire in a big mansion in front of him. The middle-aged man lay quietly in the boy's arms, his chest already red with blood, mixed with the rain flowing into the distance, as if that was his way.

The man wanted to reach out to wipe the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes, but he couldn't move, so he had to let the hot tears and cold rain drip on his face. The man laughed miserably and said, "Wangzhi, don't forget your mission!"

...

"We're going back to Wuyang, you... Take care!"

The girl stood beside the hut and whispered, but inside the hut the boy had already burst into tears.

"I will!"

The girl hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Don't forget the promise you made!" Through the crack in the door, the young man looked at the girl's departing back and laughed at himself: "Promise?"

...

"Wangzhi, here's a letter addressed to you!"

An old man handed a letter to a scholar, who took the letter and thanked him, "Thank you, grandpa." The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, a glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he looked into the distance and said: "Wuyang is in trouble, look at it, this is your chance." ”

"It seems like you haven't seen each other in five years. ”

...