I meditated until the morning, when the first rays of the morning shone out in the east, and the morning glow stained the sky red, and I opened my eyes gently, and in one night, the smell of wine in this courtyard also dissipated. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gently patted his clothes, and was just about to say hello to Wen Tianya, who opened his eyes and stood up at the same time, when a delicate shadow ran in excitedly: "Cold smoke~ Cold smoke, are you up?" ”

"When will this yelling girl be able to restrain a little?" Wen Tianya muttered in his heart, stood up, entered the room, closed the door, very smooth movements, gentle and a little puzzled, this is her room, how did he enter the room and close the door so smoothly?

Le'er was wearing a fiery red color today, and when she saw her standing in the courtyard, looking at herself blankly, there was a gentle and puzzled inquiry in her ears.

"Le'er, are you going to get married?" In her opinion, few people wear red clothes except for marriage, and at this time, homeopathy is associated with Le'er to get married.

Almost stumbling and falling, Le'er silently touched her gentle head: "You are straight-headed, I don't blame you." This word continued to be repeated silently, and the gentleness became even more dazed, did he say the wrong thing?

"Wow!!" Suddenly, Wen Wen heard a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in his room, and the accompaniment of broken porcelain falling to the ground.

Gently and keenly, he heard the sound of what seemed to be a paper roll tearing, and instantly died: "Oh my God! ”

Le'er's gaze stayed in the gentle room, the corners of her mouth twitched, and the black line at one end: "They slept here all night last night?" ”

"Yes, sleep on the floor." I don't know what the destruction has become, but fortunately I never put things in the room, forget it, let them destroy it, just clean it up later.

Thinking so, Gentle knocked on the door politely as if she was in someone else's house: "Are you awake?" Bai Yingjue, the time for the competition is almost up. ”

The wailing and crackling sound inside disappeared in an instant, and a pretended calm cough was heard inside.

"It's coming out right away." This is Hua Yuhuang's response with a little weak heart, Wen Wen naturally doesn't know that there is basically nothing complete except for the bed at this time, of course, she knows that there will be no reaction, at most it will take some time to clean up.

"Squeak", the door was opened, and four figures hurriedly jumped out, their faces flushed, and their bodies were slightly disheveled, I don't know which beauty nest they thought they had just crawled out of.

"What were you four doing in there?" Le'er held her chin and smiled at them thoughtfully, the most calm of the four was her paralyzed brother Wen Tianya, he did not shy away from responding to her eyes, but unfortunately the cold chill in his eyes was simply creepy, and Le'er hurriedly strangled Miao Miao, who wanted to find the root of the problem, to death.

"It's getting late, let's go."

Without further ado, they urged Gentle to jump on the flying sword, Le Er held back a smile, fell on their last walk, saw them step on the flying sword, secretly came to the gentle door, opened a crack, looked in, and was immediately stunned.

The tables, chairs, and tea sets were all shattered completely, and Le'er silently closed the crack in the door: "It's really a gang of vandals, out of the window, there is only a pile of ashes like powder, if you open the door, ......"

Her hand shook, and a spirit blew in an instant, and the door slammed open, and the powder inside was blown by the wind, and dispersed with the movement of the air current.

Le'er stood at the doorway where the powder blew in, and it was suddenly messy.

"Huh? Where's the fun? Gentleness, who had been urged by the four to reach the ring, only to find that only the four young men who had been touching their noses and not hiding their hearts were coming together, and wondered: Le'er is lost?

If Le'er hears it, I'm afraid that someone else will say this, I'm afraid she will be violently counterattacked, but she has lived here since she was a child, how could she get lost.

Bai Qitian patted his gentle shoulder, and said earnestly: "Leng Yan, now is not the time for you to worry about her, the enemy you will face next is the point, remember not to show mercy to your subordinates." ”

"Uncle Bai! Have you forgotten something? Bai Yingjue gritted his teeth in frustration, trying to remind himself that this cousin was a gentle opponent today.

Bai Qitian suddenly woke up and patted his head, and said with a smile: "Look at it, look at it, I'm drunk here, and I haven't woken up yet." ”

"It's strange, there's no residual alcohol in the body." Emperor Hua muttered, catching a glimpse of the gentleness of the light breeze, and guessing a few points in his heart, he arched his hand towards the gentleness, "I really troubled Uncle Wen yesterday." ”

Knowing what he meant, she gently remembered that they dealt with each other's words indiscriminately yesterday regardless of generation, and suddenly couldn't hold back, "fluttering" laughed, and waved his hand again and again: "No trouble, no trouble." ”

One after another, many people soon gathered, but when they saw Wen Rou and Wen Tianya, Bai Qitian, and her opponents today, yesterday's defeated generals, they all looked at them with interest.

"You two came early." When Li Hengyang and others appeared in the ring, it was already an hour later, and many people were sitting on the ground meditating.

Gentle looked sideways, but saw that a few of the disciples had come, and they fell down one after another, put away the flying sword, and sat cross-legged as if waiting for the start.

The waves of people have not decreased, and it is the first time that Gentleness has received such a big attention, and he took a deep breath.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, go on stage."

"Yes!" The two spoke in unison, this time Wen Rou did not go up the stairs again, but flashed her figure and appeared in the ring.

"Let's go!" Seeing that the two were ready, Li Hengyang narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately announced the start of the game.

The aura between the two changed abruptly, and they calmed down gently, and as soon as they got on the field, Ling Feng swept away the legs, and Bai Yingjue had an extra folding fan in his hand, and even flipped over the legs she swept.

Gentle close to his body, "whoosh" legs swept over the sound of the air current, folding the fan suddenly shot, even a few times of leg method, gentle felt the position he pointed, the acupuncture points were blocked, she had to jump back with one foot, taking advantage of the dodge, using the true qi to rush away the acupuncture points.

Bai Yingjue is not an ordinary person, his eyes flashed a little cunning, and he was so gentle that he was shocked to see the figure of Bai Yingjue in front of him dissipate and disappear out of thin air.

There was a sudden strong slap on her back, her internal breath was disturbed, and her chest seemed to be blocked with a huge stone, and she hurriedly used a butterfly dance to dodge. The backhand stabbed out with the sword, and the speed of the reaction was so fast, Bai Yingjue's heart contracted suddenly, and he hurriedly stepped on her body, and the whole person shrank and retreated.

"Ruthless enough." Bai Yingjue stroked his chest, the blood on his left chest had already stained his chest, but fortunately, the wound was small, and it was not a big deal.

"Pick up!" The gentleness of being kicked forward by him actually used the force of this kick to smooth the previous disordered breath, but it still couldn't help but have a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The cold frost sword roared like thunder, and the wind suddenly arrived in front of Bai Yingjue, he hurriedly sacrificed the flying sword, and the two flying swords collided together, Bai Yingjue pressed suddenly, no matter how powerful the woman was, she had no way to fight in terms of strength.

The wrist was under extremely great pressure, the tiger's mouth holding the long sword was slightly numb, his eyes swept away coldly, his waist was twisted, and the whole person was like a boneless snake, spitting out red letters, and opening his mouth to open his mouth towards the prey he identified.

"The second punch of the Seven Star Fist of Explosive Flame!" The attack of the second punch was more powerful than the first punch, and the hurried and manic flame aura seemed to be stronger than others in the gentle hands at this time!

Wood makes fire, this is a common truth, it took a lot of effort for Gentle to use his special physique to increase the power of the Explosive Flame Seven Star Fist a lot, of course, the effort is proportional to the result, and Gentle almost died in his practice room in order to practice this.

"Boom-"

The fist slammed, and the scorching flames distorted the air around them.

Gentle as a great enemy, he carefully launched an attack, and his true qi was injected into the Cold Frost Sword, and he even picked Bai Yingjue several times, although he made his clothes tattered, and put his body into the flesh for three points, there was no blood on his body!

"Hook the claw!" The fist was about to be unable to resist, the paper fan began to burn, obviously having reached the burning point of this kind of paper, and the white emperor immediately used the hook claw, trying to grab the gentle fist.

The phalanges bent, like a falcon flying low, grabbing at the prey with both claws, gently dodging, in a defensive state, constantly blocking his attacks, Butterfly Dance lost its effect under Bai Yingjue after a few times.

"Thorn-"

Her left sleeve was grabbed by the hook claw, sharp and full of suddenness and powerful sharpness, her gentle eyes flashed with thunderous light, her eyes seemed to be another world, undergoing groundbreaking action, thunder roared in her mind.

was forced by Bai Yingjue to the point of almost helpless gentleness and wanted to prepare to sacrifice the judge's pen, and in the next second, the cold frost sword pierced the air, with a slight arc, cutting Bai Yingjue's right arm holding the sword, and suddenly blood was dripping.

Bai Yingjue turned around and kicked straight in the gentle abdomen, she subconsciously bent down in pain, Bai Yingjue kicked directly, gently bit the tip of her tongue, and sobered herself, so that she barely dodged Bai Yingjue's attack.

"Give it to me!" The fan in Bai Yingjue's hand rushed towards the door in front of her with murderous intent.

The cold frost sword hit the fan, and the gravity coming from the fan, even in this tense moment, made the gentle feeling staggering, that fan definitely weighed twenty pounds!

Just flashed the front of the fan, but felt a strong wind suddenly swept behind him, and gently hurriedly did a backflip, which dodged the attack, otherwise he would not only have to confess here today, but also be split in half!

"Blood Shadow Fan?" Gentleness remembered the origin of this fan, and the wisps of blood could be vaguely smelled in the trajectory it crossed.