Dressed in the uniform of the outer disciple of the Tianyang Sect, everyone dropped their jaws in shock. This competition can produce ten people per share of power, and ten people from other sects and big families are enough, as far as Tianyang Sect has so far only Zhao Yihe played, so theoretically Tianyang Sect can still play nine people, but no one is a fool, among the disciples of Tianyang Sect, Dugu Wuji and Zhao Yihe are the undisputed first and second place, anyway, the honor of the sect has been won, if you don't get yourself in the first round, just applaud in the audience, no one will want to challenge Zhao Yihe, but Qi Luo doesn't know each other and goes to the ring. Dugu Wuji saw Qiluo coming to the stage at this time, and suddenly became anxious, and his toes landed on the stage lightly, pulling Qiluo to go down.

"Brother, brother~ you let go of me......" Qiluo broke free from the lonely hand.

"Yue'er, what are you doing, to fight for the first place and Yihe, don't you let outsiders see the joke?" Dugu Wuji approached Qiluo and said in a voice that only two people could hear. In fact, he still wanted to say that you can't beat him, but after thinking about how strong his own Yue'er is, he swallowed this sentence back.

"This first, Yue'er also fights, if her brother insists on stopping it, Yue'er will be angry!" Qiluo looked at Dugu Wuji seriously.

"Hey, I don't care about you......"

Dugu was angry and threw his sleeves to leave, but after thinking about it, he stopped and turned to Zhao Yihe and said.

"Senior Brother Yihe, Yue'er loves to mess around, please be merciful to your subordinates, don't ...... Hurt her ......"

"Haha, senior brother don't worry!" Zhao Yihe smiled heartily.

When Dugu Wuji left the ring, Zhao Yihe raised his eyebrows and asked with a look of inadequacy.

"Stinky girl, you haven't beaten me ever before, why did you deliberately come on stage today to find a beating?"

"Hey, stinky boy, how about you give me this number one? I'll listen to you and think you're the boss in the future. ”

"It's not good, anything else is fine, this one can't work. But if you call the boss, I can make your loss look better."

"Phew, it's not certain who loses and who wins, I'm going to beat you, and I can't even recognize your master!"

"Stinky girl, be careful, head, left leg, left hand, waist, right leg, right hand"

Every time Zhao Yihe thought about a body part, the sword would stab there, even if he prompted in advance, Qi Luo could not completely avoid it, and it would still cut through his clothes. I usually play with Zhao Yihe and I don't think he is very powerful, but now that he is serious on stage, Qi Luo is completely unilaterally abused, if it weren't for the mercy of his subordinates, it is estimated that it would not be as simple as tearing clothes, Qi Luo's current clothes are comparable to beggars' outfits, except for the key parts, the rest have become strips of cloth flying in the wind. However, with the rise of Zhao Yihe's play, Qiluo has been teased all the time, biting his heart to death. It's not the way to go on like this, his sword is too fast.

Qi Luo forced Zhao Yihe back with his sword, staring at Zhao Yihe with concentrated energy, imagining him as an enemy who did not share the sky, and imagined this as a battle of life and death. People have potential, and in the case that Zhao Yihe did not do his best, if Qiluo can play for a long time, he may not have no chance.

"Hey, stinky girl, why are you looking at me like this" Zhao Yihe found that the atmosphere was not right, and asked. But Qiluo didn't pay attention to her, because Qiluo had already entered the state, and there was even a hint of murder on her body. Suddenly, Qi Luo moved, and she gave up all her defenses and killed every move.

Zhao Yihe was surprised, why did the stinky girl suddenly change into a person? He didn't use all his strength, and now he was absent-minded, and he was actually beaten away by Qi Luo, and the sword in his hand was blown away, only to see Qi Luo didn't stop, and stabbed straight at the position of his heart......

"Stop" Seeing that Qi Luo had no intention of stopping, Shen Tianhe slapped the table, wrapped two drops of tea and water with internal force, and knocked Qi Luo's sword off. Even though the sword was missed, it didn't stab Zhao Yihe's heart, but it still stabbed his arm, and the blood flowed. Qi Luo suddenly sobered up, he was not an enemy opposite, he was a little friend who got along day and night, why was he like a demon just now?

"You...... Unexpectedly...... I really want to ...... Kill me?" Zhao Yihe covered his bleeding arm and asked Qiluo with red eyes.

"No...... No...... I don't want to ......"

Qi Luo panicked, and took out the gold sore medicine to bandage Zhao Yihe, but he threw it away. Zhao Yihe walked off the stage holding his injured arm, staggering into the crowd, and there was an indescribable loneliness in his back.

"Hmph~Xilingyue~You won~ Say, what do you want?" Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Qiluo has won disgracefully, but it is indeed Qiluo who won, so Shen Tianhe's tone is not very good.

"Ask the sect master to accept Yue'er as a personal disciple?"

"What? impossible!" Shen Tianhe refused.

"May I ask Yue'er if what she wants is against ethics?"

"Nope"

"May I ask if what Yue'er is asking for is pseudo-morality?"

"Nope"

"What the sect master said counts?"

"This ......" Seeing that Shen Tianhe had nothing to say, Qi Luo bowed down and bowed.

"Yue'er has seen the teacher......"

Before Qi Luo finished speaking, he was held up by a pair of hands, and when he looked up, he saw that Yao Ling shook his beard and smiled obscenely.

"Girl, how do you think I am your master? The personal disciple of the head of the sect is not so easy to be, how can he be happier than my little old man's disciple. ”

The corners of Qi Luo's mouth twitched, how could there be such a stinky old man everywhere? Forget it, can an elder not give face?

"Apprentice Greetings to Master"

"Hahaha, good man, hurry up~" Yao Ling reached out to help Qi Luo, and quietly winked at the head of the house where others couldn't see it, meaning look, you owe me a favor~

After the competition was over, Qi Luo wanted to sneak away to find Zhao Yihe, but the old man of Yao Ling kept pulling her and introduced some famous people in the martial arts to her, and it could be seen that the old man was very excited today, but Qi Luo was really absent-minded, and he didn't know what happened to Zhao Yihe's injury.

stayed up until the dinner, Zhao Yihe finally appeared, but he sat in the corner far away and didn't speak, drinking all the time. Qiluo wanted to talk several times, but when he came to the front, he didn't know what to say, and silently walked back to his seat and sat down. Dugu Wuji walked over, touched Qiluo's head, and sighed.

"Do you know that you regret it now? Don't worry, although Senior Brother Yihe's wound is deep, it doesn't hurt his muscles and bones, I gave him all the special gold sore medicine you gave me two days ago, it must be enough, don't be so reckless in the future, you know?"

"Brother~Thank you~"

"Silly girl~" Dugu smiled dotingly and returned to his position.

Hearing his brother's relief, the irritability in Qiluo's heart faded slightly, and he suddenly felt that someone was watching him, and it seemed that his alertness was still too poor. Looking at the source of her gaze, Qi Luo was stunned, Jiang Linlang? Why did she look at herself like this, like a thief? Oh, that's right! Qi Luo suddenly realized. In the past life and today, because of the life-saving grace three days ago, Jiang Linlang fell in love with Dugu Wuji more and more, Dugu Wuji also pitied Jiang Linlang's experience, and the two of them fell in love after three days of getting along.

So what does Jiang Linlang mean by staring at himself now? Staring at me and not letting me be drugged? If it is really true love, I can't allow my sweetheart to be hurt in the slightest. Qi Luo smiled at Jiang Linlang and nodded, saying that she was harmless to humans and animals, and would not do anything out of the ordinary, and as for whether she believed it or not, it was not in her consideration.

The next time was really tormenting, seeing Zhao Yihe wanting to get himself drunk cup after cup, and Jiang Linlang was like a thief, guarding himself, Qi Luo was not interested, and said hello to the old man and brother of Yaoling and left the table to go back to rest.