After Jingyang's victory, he didn't stay any longer, and Edgeworth flew back to the bamboo house. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info His mood is very peaceful, he doesn't care about the victory or defeat at all, he feels the breeze passing by him, the wind is very gentle, like a lover's slender jade hand caressing. Overlooking the mountains and rivers at his feet, his heart is open and comfortable, although the world is big, but he can't restrain his unruly heart.

In the distance, I heard an ethereal sound of the piano drifting in, with an ethereal breath, hovering above the clouds. Looking at the woman on the soft clouds, Jing Yang smiled, jumped down from the Ancient Desolate Immortal Sword, stepped on the soft clouds, and then lay beside the woman, with her hands behind her head, quietly looking at the sky.

Nangong Xiyue lowered her head and stroked the piano, her fingertips were plucked, the sound of the piano was curling, and she chuckled: "Congratulations to Senior Brother, Congratulations Senior Brother, win the first game!" Her voice was ethereal, crisp and tactful, and very good.

Jingyang squinted, listening to her crisp sound like spring water flowing, a burst of warmth rose in his heart, smelling the fairy aura with a light fragrance on her body, and his mood shook and was intoxicated.

Jingyang carefully held the corner of Nangong Xiyue's clothes, looked at it carefully, and found that there were indeed no gaps, worthy of fairy clothes! Alas, this situation is obviously compared to the immortals. However, the younger brother fought to the death in the ring, and he was in danger, and he lost his life if he was careless. And no one came to the ring to watch, cheering for the junior brother, every time he thought of this, the junior brother was indignant in his chest. ”

Nangong Xiyue frowned, how could she feel that the more she listened to it, the more wrong it became, there was obviously a sour taste in Jing Yang's words, she turned her head and glared at Jing Yang, and said angrily: "The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes!"

Jing Yang grinned, rolled his eyes, and said with a hint of teasing: "Senior sister looks so good when she is angry!

Nangong Xiyue's face was instantly smeared with a layer of red like a light veil, she snorted lightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction, and said: "Senior brother is full of nonsense all day long, beware of retribution." After saying that, the corners of her mouth drew a charming smile.

Seeing Nangong Xiyue suddenly show a charming smile, Jingyang suddenly felt a chill, and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But he was still a step slower after all......

"Ahh

Nangong Xiyue dispersed the clouds and imprisoned Jingyang, making him unable to move, so Jingyang fell from the sky like a stone, and his face slammed to the ground. This is Nangong Xiyue's punishment for Jingyang's nonsense.

Looking at Jing Yang's embarrassed appearance, Nangong Xiyue floated to Jing Yang's side lightly and chuckled: "Senior brother, you are not allowed to talk nonsense in the future." ”

Jingyang had already burst into tears, pounded the ground with his hand, and said bitterly: "Is there still heavenly reason? Senior brother is telling the truth!"

It's really a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, and he doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin, and when he sees that Jingyang still doesn't repent, Nangong Xiyue bit his silver teeth, and suddenly said gently: "Senior brother, you still have to participate in the martial arts tomorrow, let the senior sister have a good time with you today, and give you some guidance, maybe your cultivation will rise sharply tomorrow." ”

When the three words "good" were spoken, Nangong Xiyue's tone was particularly heavy, Jingyang seemed to feel murderous, and couldn't help but shudder, and exclaimed urgently: "Senior sister, no need to point, junior brother understands everything." As he spoke, he was about to flee.

Who knew that Nangong Xiyue's eyes were fast, and she grabbed Jingyang's retreat, like dragging a dead dog, dragging him away, and this sheep entered the tiger's mouth, and he couldn't escape. Jingyang simply led his neck to kill, but he couldn't beat him, so he had to let his senior sister give him good guidance.

Jingyang supported his chin with both hands, was dragged by Nangong Xiyue, jumped from his shoulders to his head little by little, crossed his waist and grinned. Ignoring and sympathizing with the tragic plight of its owner now, it is simply heartless to the extreme.

……

The next day, Jing Yang dragged his tired body out of the bamboo house, he strongly felt that it was good to be alive! Moreover, he also comprehended a heaven-shattering avenue, which was much more powerful than the Heavenly Dao, and the power of any immortal trick was not worth mentioning, that is, you must not offend a woman, let alone a woman whose cultivation is higher than yours.

Otherwise...... Hum......

Jingyang touched the two dark circles under his eyes, he really wanted to cry bitterly, it was too embarrassing to see Jiangdong's father. Yesterday, he showed his might, and fought with Nangong Xiyue for 300 rounds, the Xuan Jue was used, the true trick was used, and the Xuantian method was exhausted, but he still couldn't help Nangong Xiyue, but was beaten by Nangong Xiyue with a blue nose and swollen face.

"Alas, my life is miserable!" Jingyang was grief-stricken, and with the tragedy of dying generously, he left with the sword.

At the moment when Jingyang left, Nangong Xiyue hugged the guqin in her arms, took small steps, and walked out, she looked at Jingyang's back in a daze, her smile bloomed, as warm as the sun, like a peerless flower.

At this moment, at that moment, her heart welled up with infinite tenderness, filled with a faint taste of sweet happiness. She had never tasted such a taste, and she liked the feeling of being with Jingyang, the feeling of happiness.

In the air, Jingyang Imperial Sword seemed to feel something, and when he looked back, there was nothing else except the ethereal clouds.

Nangong Xiyue looked at it quietly, as if she remembered something, sighed slightly, her expression was gloomy, and she muttered to herself: "It seems to be separated by the moat!"

……

"Elder disciple, Jingyang!"

"Siling Peak, Wang Hao!"

"Let's start!" With the elder's order, the competition between Jingyang and Wang Hao, a disciple of the Four Spirit Peak, officially began.

Wang Hao is not as polite as Taidoufeng Xiao Yu, but is a little domineering, as soon as he makes a move, he is a sword trick that opens and closes, and every sword trick wants to kill people, and he is a ruthless character, forcing Jingyang to be in a hurry, and he is in danger.

However, Jingyang benefited from Nangong Xiyue beating him hard yesterday, and in the face of Wang Hao's fierce attack at this moment, although he was defeated and retreated, he was able to protect his body and not be injured by Wang Hao.

Now he understands Nangong Xiyue's good intentions, and the reason why he beat him hard is for his competition today. Jingyang has been fighting with the Golden Armor Warriors for a long time, and although he has accumulated combat experience, the Golden Armor Warriors' attacks are too gentle and not as ruthless as Wang Hao.

Nangong Xiyue really wanted to guide him yesterday, so that he could face the competition calmly in the future, and punish him by the way.

Wang Hao saw Jing Yang wandering around the periphery of the violent aura of the sword technique he cast, dodging the vertical and horizontal sword shadow, there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, there was a bloodthirsty arrogance, he didn't pay attention to a small role like Jing Yang, he felt that his opponent should be Guo Yuanjia or He Lingxu.

What he wants to challenge is the leader of the younger generation of the Imperial Sword Gate, how can Jingyang be his opponent. He had some regrets about this Nine Veins Martial Arts, regretting that Guo Yuanjia and He Lingxu could not participate, but as long as he could enter the top ten, then he could challenge Senior Brother Guo Yuanjia.

Thinking of the top ten, this huge temptation, Wang Hao's eyes had a blazing light. The immortal sword in his hand attacked faster, and he was never a person who was afraid of his feet.

The Ancient Desolate Immortal Sword in Jingyang's hand also followed quickly, Wang Hao's attack was fast, and his defense had to keep up, otherwise, it would be strange if he was not poked into a sword hole!

The Xuan Force is agitated, the fairy light and sword shadow are horizontal, and the two of you come and go, and they all do their best. Wang Hao saw that he couldn't make a quick decision, his face became even more ugly, not a single elder disciple could not be defeated quickly, how could he challenge Guo Yuanjia.

"Xuan, Soul Chasing Sword!" Wang Hao's anger skyrocketed, and a soul-chasing and life-killing Xuan Sword Technique was unleashed, and countless immortal light sword shadows exploded, and they were sprinkled one after another.

Jingyang drew a circle in front of him with a sword, and the fairy sword provoked, and with a swing of the sword, the broken sword shadows were blocked one by one, but when he withdrew to defend himself, Wang Hao killed him by surprise.

"Poof!" Wang Hao's violent sword stabbed, Jing Yang couldn't block it, and was hit by a sword in the left chest, and then Wang Hao slapped Jing Yang out with a palm.

Jingyang flipped a few times in the air and landed on the edge of the ring, before he gradually stabilized his body, and almost fell into the ring, and he lost this competition.

He doesn't care if he wins or loses, but he wants power, he wants the power that can reverse time and space, so he wants to give the best to himself, and if his cultivation wants to go further, he must sharpen it through fighting, and only in this way can he master his own strength.

Jingyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the blood bubbling out of his left chest, and could vaguely see a small hole. The corners of his mouth twitched, and a voice in his heart kept shouting: It hurts!

Wang Hao shook his head and sighed: "Senior brother, it seems that your life is harder than a cockroach." Senior Brother had no choice but to kill the killer, but don't worry, Senior Brother won't take your life, and the Master won't allow it. However, Senior Brother wants to cripple you, and after fighting for so long, he hasn't defeated you yet, where do you let Senior Brother put this face!"

"Senior Brother Wang Hao, how can he be so shameless!"

"That is, others are comparable to him, so naturally he will not be able to tell the winner for a while!"

"I blame others for not being able to bear it!"

The disciples watching under the ring were talking.

Jingyang was speechless, it was really to save face, is this kind of person who says his ruthless methods so high-sounding also worthy of cultivating immortals?

Jingyang pursed his lips, did not forget to add fuel to the fire, and said: "That can only mean that you are useless! It's been so long since you competed and you haven't been able to defeat me, if I were you, I would have jumped from the Hanging City and fallen to death, so as not to be embarrassed, and waste fairy rice!"

"Haha!" The disciples who were watching around suddenly laughed, Jing Yang's words can be described as heart-wrenching, more vicious than poison.

"You!" Wang Hao said angrily, pointing at Jing Yang and almost speechless, his face was blue and white for a while, it seemed that he was not lightly affected by Jing Yang's qi, suddenly his qi and blood rolled, his body was disordered, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

Jingyang was stunned, the elders were stunned, and the disciples who were watching were stupid.

At this time, an elder came back to his senses, coughed, glanced at Jing Yang a few times with great meaning, and then said, "Elder disciple Jing Yang wins!"

"Is this okay?" Jingyang was a little confused, how could he make people angry with a few words?

"Alas!" Jingyang put his hands on his back, like a master in the world, and sighed as he stepped down from the ring, "The biggest regret in life is to seek defeat and not be able to get it! Lonely, really lonely! The height is unbearable!"

Jingyang walked through the crowd, and patted the shoulder of the disciple from time to time, looking serious, and the senior taught the younger generation earnestly.

The disciples were dumbfounded and watched Jingyang go away, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they gasped.

"This ...... This is too powerful! It makes Senior Brother Wang Hao angry to death!"

"You don't know this, I see, this Jingyang junior brother must have performed the legendary supreme desolation trick, it should be a kind of music rhythm attack, so he can be angry with Senior Brother Wang Hao. ”

His cultivation is only in the realm of Tianquan, even if he is given a trick, he can't use it. ”

……

"Senior brother, I heard that you killed a senior brother in the ring today?" Nangong Xiyue put down the chopsticks in her hand and looked at Jingyang with a smile.

In addition to Nangong Xiyue's advanced cultivation, her medical skills are also quite exquisite, and Jingyang's injuries yesterday have been healed by her.

Jing Yang took a bite of fragrant fairy rice with a delicate wooden bowl, hurriedly waved his hand, and said: "Senior sister Hugh wants to talk nonsense and ruin the reputation of junior brother! There is no such thing, a benevolent and righteous person like senior brother feels that it is a sin to step on an ant to death, how can he be angry and dead!"

"Although you are not angry, but you have disordered the Xuan Qi of other people's popularity, the qi and blood are tumbling, and the divine consciousness is dissolved, and you are also the first person in the history and present, at least in the Imperial Sword Gate. ”

Jingyang suddenly shone in the past two years, staring at Nangong Xiyue motionlessly, Nangong Xiyue was a little embarrassed by his direct gaze, lowered his head, his face rose red, and snorted: "Senior brother, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at which bamboo is thicker outside. ”

Nangong Xiyue was mistaken, a little angry, looking out the window with Jingyang's gaze, he was really looking at the bamboo, I don't know what he was looking for the thick bamboo, so he asked curiously: "What are you looking for bamboo?"

Jingyang smiled and said: "Of course it was made into a bamboo slip! According to Senior Sister, I am famous in history, so it is natural that my deeds today are engraved into the bamboo slips." ”

Jingyang didn't seem to notice that Nangong Xiyue's face was not very good-looking, just like the moon, round and uncertain, shrouded in a layer of frost.

Jingyang said to himself: "Carved into the bamboo slips, for future generations to admire my demeanor today, it can be regarded as a famous eternal, famous for the ages, haha!"

"Huh?" Jingyang suddenly found that Nangong Xiyue had stopped his chopsticks and looked at him without saying a word, which made him a little confused, "Senior sister, why don't you eat it?"

Nangong Xiyue glared at him and said word by word: "I, eat, full, it's over!"

"Eat more. Jingyang said, and gave Nangong Xiyue a chopstick dish, "Senior sister, your cooking skills are really good, these dishes are full of flavor and flavor, they are simply delicious in the world." No, it is simply the most delicious dish in heaven and earth, the universe is unique, and it is even more delicious than the food made by the god of food in heaven. ”

Nangong Xiyue muttered dissatisfiedly: "What's the big deal about this, the cooking skills of the God of Food are still learned from me." ”

Jingyang is not happy, I will call it nonsense when I speak, aren't you talking nonsense? This is not only nonsense, but also bragging! The cooking skills of the God of Food are taught by her, who will believe this when she says it?

Jingyang persuaded bitterly: "Senior sister, speak realistically, I seem to have seen a cow become a sperm and fly in the sky!"

Nangong Xiyue was very angry, but she was still very gentle, and she asked angrily, "You said I was bragging?"

Jingyang spread his hands, as if he was missing something, and said in a vicissitudes of life: "There was a girl before, she said that she was a god in the sky, but in the end she died in my arms. ”

He changed his tone of voice and continued: "So, be honest, don't talk big. ”

Nangong Xiyue smiled softly, looked at Jingyang, and asked seriously, "Are you still worried about that girl?"

"yes!"

Nangong Xiyue smiled, smiling very happily.

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