As soon as Gong Lao saw Wen Yiming appear, he jumped up, and saw that the figure came to Wen Yiming in a flash

grabbed the shirt on his shoulder, and said, "Tell me quickly, did you put up the endgame on the stone platform?"

Wen Yiming smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yes, I got it unintentionally in my early years, try to put it out and see if I still remember." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info senior, can you loosen it?"

Gong Lao sighed and said with a smile, "Hurry up, the old man hasn't slept all night, and he hasn't figured out the slightest clue to solve this problem." Let's go!"

Wen Yiming waved his hand and said, "The kid won't break, just remember the way." ”

Gong Lao was about to speak, when the woman in white walked out of the pavilion and said, "Gong Lao, it's time for me to take him down the mountain." ”

After speaking, he swept Wen Yiming's face, and without stopping his gaze, he turned around and walked towards the intersection of the mountain.

Wen Yiming hugged his fist at Gong Laoyi, who was scratching his head and distressed, and followed him.

The woman in white walked extremely fast on the steep road around the mountain, and the silver ribbon on her slender waist fluttered in the wind, and with the long black hair flowing backwards, she looked like a fairy of the Nine Heavens.

Wen Yiming couldn't use his true qi, and he was left behind. Turning a corner, I found that the woman in white was stopped in front of me, so I said, "This aunt"

Without waiting for Wen Yiming to finish speaking, the woman interrupted without looking back, and said, "My name is Dongfang Zhiyu!"

The voice was cold, which made Wen Yiming feel a feeling of rejection thousands of miles away. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Dongfang Zhi Yulian swaying and quickly heading down the mountain. made Wen Yiming lose his temper, and said secretly, "Iceberg girl, what are you dragging?" If Lao Tzu can use his true qi, he will have to throw you that and that? ’

But thinking about it, he could also see that this Dongfang Zhiyu was a third-level martial artist cultivator, even if his true qi and internal strength could be used, he might not be able to beat her faster.

"Go slowly, count you cow!" Wen Yiming went down the mountain at a normal speed, muttering to himself indifferently.

Along the way, whenever there was a fork in the road, Dongfang Zhiyu would wait in front, but she never said a word, and she wouldn't even turn back. Wen Yiming didn't know if she was extremely impatient in her heart, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and he couldn't wait.

The road behind was a mountain road, and Wen Yiming never saw Dongfang Zhiyu again. It took him more than half an hour before he came to the foot of the mountain and saw Dongfang Zhiyu standing at the fork in the road in front of him, but this time there were two more dark cloud horses.

"Get on the horse!" After Wen Yiming approached, Dongfang Zhiyu flew up and stepped onto the dark cloud horse, and spit out two words without emotion.

The speed of the dark cloud horse was about the same, and this time Wen Yiming was only a few dozen meters behind.

A quarter of an hour later, as Dongfang Zhiyu dismounted, he walked along the wide rocky road that swirled around.

This way, Dongfang Zhiyu is not walking fast, but Wen Yiming can keep up. Along the way, I met countless young men and women, who saluted Dongfang Zhiyu from afar, but Dongfang Zhiyu never responded.

Wen Yiming pursed his lips, and he listened to the fingers and comments of those people who were at Moxiang Shuxuan, and secretly slandered himself.

"Senior Sister Dongfang has been in retreat for half a year, and she has broken through the third layer of martial arts, which is amazing. ”

"That is, if it weren't for the difficulty in cultivating the frozen jade body, I estimate that Senior Sister Dongfang would have already entered the late stage of martial arts and become the first person of the younger generation of Moxiang Shuxuan. ”

"Heh! Although Senior Brother Le Haoqi is a fifth-level martial artist, in my opinion, he is not the opponent of Senior Sister Dongfang, but Senior Sister Dongfang has a frozen jade body, and her combat strength and cultivation are not equal at all. ”

"That's right, but Senior Brother Haoqi has a soft spot for Senior Sister Dongfang, and the two of them won't fight each other for this false name at all. ”

"Cut, what's the use of having a soft spot, how much of the threshold of my Moxiang Shuxuan has been trampled by the talents who love Senior Sister Dongfang, I guess the guards don't know what to do. Have you ever seen who Senior Sister Dongfang gave a good face?"

"By the way, I heard that Senior Sister Dongfang will go to the Valley of Robbery Dust this time to participate in the test of the Pavilion Master Candidate, so I really want to go and observe!"

"Hey, where will there be a chance for the children of the core elite. Hey, who is the white-haired person next to Senior Sister Dongfang? Wouldn't he be a suitor again if he dared to go with Senior Sister Dongfang, which made him cry. ”

"Haha, Samurai Third Layer, what are you kidding, he dares to come up with some ideas, I bet that Senior Brother Haoqi will definitely break this Scud leg. ”

"Haha"

Wen Yiming paid a slight attention to Dongfang Zhiyu's expression with his residual vision, and saw that he had not heard of those discussions, and the indifference in his eyes was as emotionless as ever.

'Frozen jade body, what is it?' Wen Yiming said secretly.

After walking around for two quarters of an hour, I came to a large square paved with pale green imperial granite, with an area of at least 1,000 square meters. On both sides, there are two rows of dark green imperial granite stone platforms and seat piers neatly and orderly.

Most of them sit on the side of the stone platform, there are disciples wearing the unique costumes of Moxiang Shuxuan, some are concentrating on dancing and making ink, and some are hand-wrapped scrolls reciting sounds. It made Wen Yiming feel very interesting, and he couldn't help but look at it from a distance as he walked by.

"Senior Sister Zhiyu!"

Wen Yiming, who was looking from east to west, heard a gentle man's voice, and when he turned his head, he saw Dongfang Zhiyu suddenly slow down and stop. Wen Yiming hurriedly stopped his steps and took a side step to look ahead.

I saw a tall and elegant young man standing in front of Dongfang Zhiyu, with a silver sheath long sword hanging from his waist and standing in his hand, his face showing a heartfelt confidence.

His gaze fell on Dongfang Zhiyu's veil, but Yu Guang noticed Wen Yiming behind him, and his right hand behind the quilt tightened slightly.

"Call me Oriental! I don't want to remind you a third time. Wen Yiming couldn't see Dongfang Zhiyu's expression, but his voice was full of ice.

The elegant young man was twenty-five or sixteen years old, but he was not annoyed, shook his head and chuckled, "Okay, Senior Sister Dongfang! ”

Dongfang Zhiyu said lightly: "There's no need!"

Wen Yiming was secretly amused, he thought this ice beauty was quite interesting.

While speaking, some disciples of the sect on the side of the stone platform also found the two people standing in the middle of the square. One of them, a handsome young man with curly hair, approached, followed by several young men and women.

The curly-haired young man first hugged his fist at Dongfang Zhiyu, and then turned to the elegant young man and said, "Big brother, why don't you notify your little brother when you are out of the customs for half a month." ”

The elegant young man smiled slightly, raised his hand and patted the curly-haired young man on the shoulder, and said, "Qianwen, that's good! I haven't seen you enter the late stage of the first level of martial arts for half a year." ”

Wen Yiming knew this curly-haired young man, it was Le Qianwen who had seen in the ruins, and among those young men and women, except for Ai Xi, they didn't know each other.

And Le Qianwen also found Wen Yiming, turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked Dongfang Zhiyu, "Who is this?"

Dongfang Zhiyu turned her head and glanced at Wen Yiming, and said, "One of the candidates for the pavilion master, Wen Yiming!"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Ai Xi and said, "Senior Sister Ai Xi, come here, I have something to ask you." ”

When the people around heard Dongfang Zhiyu's introduction, they all looked at Wen Yiming in surprise. The elegant young man frowned slightly, and a trace of incomprehension flashed in his eyes.

Le Qianwen was stunned for a moment, took a step forward, and arched his hand, "Under Le Qianwen, it turns out that you are Wen Yiming." I heard that "Will Enter the Wine" was written by you?"

"That's right, do you have any advice?" Wen Yiming didn't have the slightest affection for the ruins, and he was not polite at all at this time.

A touch of coldness appeared in Le Qianwen's eyes, and he said, "I don't dare to advise, I've been admiring it for a long time, but I really want to learn poetry with you." ”

"I'm not interested!" Wen Yiming finished speaking, turned sideways and walked towards the Wenxuan Hall in front of him.

The elegant young man chuckled sneeringly, and said lightly in a contemptuous tone, "Wait!"

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