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Fan Yao kept her eyes on this wonderful game, her hands were clasped together, and her heart had already risen to her throat. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I don't know why, she is very worried about getting away. I don't want him to be hurt in the slightest. But when you think about it, reality is reality, and now the free is a disadvantage, the wooden sword has been broken, and although it stands up, it is still shaky.

Fan Yao is really painful, she doesn't want to lose her friends, she doesn't want to lose Xiaoyao, Qiaoye. But she must listen to Mo Ming's orders - Mo Ming wants her to leave the Xiaoyao family...... Ask her to leave her friends!

In that dream world, on the last platform, Mo Ming asked her to go with him, but Fan Yao refused. That night, Fan Yao was tortured by Mo Ming's unbelievable ...... Fan Yao didn't want to lose her friends, and she didn't want to be tortured by Mo Ming anymore.

There is no way she can escape, she can't escape Mo Ming's clutches, she can't escape her tragic fate.

There is Xiu'er in the family, and there is Mo Ming in the sect. She couldn't feel the slightest sense of security. Although, her brother, her master loved her very much. But what's the use of that - the parents who should have given her a safe haven are so ruthless and cold......

Just a few days ago, there was a family that could give her warmth and love - a carefree home.

Their home is so peaceful, warm, and safe.

The leisurely exuding incredible aroma, the lovely relatives' Qiao Ye, the somewhat cold but careful Mo Yulin Ling, as well as the cold Bai Junlan, the hot red blood wei, and ...... and An Fengyi.

She is so incredible, her eyes are always filled with the kindness of a mother, and she is so warm and safe by her side. She was so magical, so powerful, so powerful that she believed that she could help her get free!!

But this is all fantasy, Fan Yao is just an outsider, why should the Xiaoyao family help her, just because she is Xiaoyao and Qiaoye's friend......? No kidding!

Fan Yao wanted to cry again, there were no red whip marks on her body for a long time, those had disappeared early when she woke up in the morning, it was her heart, her heart was hurting!

Liu Xuan couldn't see his sister's heart, but he could see that her heart was hurting, he wanted to help his sister very much, but he couldn't! It's as if he desperately wants to help the weak, but can't do anything!

It made him feel like his heart was contracting violently and in pain!

At this time, he saw Fan Yao's hand holding the handrail stiffly, as if he was going to crush it, and suddenly Fan Yao shouted, "Xiaoyao, come on!" ”

Fan Yao's tears flowed again, she didn't know why, she suddenly shouted this sentence. But she knew that she had felt so much better.

But she didn't see it, she saw Shi Zihang and Mo Ming.

Mo Ming was very happy, but Shi Zihang was very unhappy. The reason why Mo Ming was happy was because Shi Zihang was unhappy...... No one understands what Mo Ming is thinking......

(xiii)

Xiaoyao heard Fan Yao's voice, he felt very happy, he felt warm in his heart, and his body had strength again.

His fists clenched even tighter!

Qi Yun's sword also held tighter!

They rushed out almost at the same time, but they ran faster!

Xiaoyao suddenly jumped up and kicked out in the air, Qi Yun was caught off guard, and he blocked it with a vertical sword. Kicking the sword bend, Xiaoyao fell to the ground again, and Qi Yun also took a few steps back.

Xiaoyao made a gesture of kicking his legs and getting up, Qi Yun seized this great opportunity to rush over, who knew that Xiaoyao either wanted to get up, or to kick people, kick people's swords!

Qi Yun's sword was not kicked off, and it was very different - he actually held the sword so tightly!

He used his spiritual power again and slapped the ground with one hand. Qi Yun felt a lot of pain in his hand, but he still fought it, and he made full use of the distance advantage he had, so that Xiao Yao could not get close. Xiaoyao was angry, but kept his breath.

When he was trained by the old man before, he often carried out this kind of training in hand-to-hand weapons. He was also confident that he would be able to unload Qi Yun's sword, and that hand would definitely be released!

Xiaoyao suddenly disappeared from Qi Yun's sight, and Qi Yun followed the direction in which his afterimage had finally disappeared, but suddenly the world in front of him turned ninety degrees. It turned out that Xiaoyao lowered his body and kicked Qi Yun down with a sweeping leg, and now he used his whole body to lock Qi Yun's right arm, he just didn't believe it, Qi Yun still didn't let go!

But Qi Yun really didn't let go!

Xiaoyao suddenly had a bad idea, and he went to scratch Qi Yun's armpits......

Qi Yun let go!

This is one of Qi Yun's Achilles' heels, he is afraid of itching, very afraid of itching......

MEmu took the opportunity to kick his sword away......

The two separated, and Xiaoyao said in disbelief: "Are you afraid of itching?" ”

Qi Yun nodded a little embarrassed.

Xiaoyao smiled evilly, and then became serious again.

Qi Yun was staring at the sword, the sword that was kicked away by the carefree.

Xiaoyao suddenly felt that his odds of winning had greatly increased.

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Audience.

An Fengyi suddenly didn't want to look at it, and said, "Xiaoyao has already won." ”

Qiao Ye didn't understand.

Lin Ling understood: "Qi Yun is the kind of cultivator who can't do without the sword that Mo Wen's father said!" ”

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Xiaoyao was entangled with Yu Qiyun again, and he had the upper hand from the first move, Qi Yun was actually not bad at fist and foot skills, but it was still not as good as Xiaoyao.

He pulled out suddenly, but he tripped over it. But you quickly got up and hit back with a free punch, but it was dodged. But it did give Qi Yun a little time, he ran wildly, in fact, the sword was not kicked far away.

Qi Yun quickly ran to it and picked it up. But the moment he picked it up, he never won a chance again.

He was knocked unconscious by a kick, and his sword fell to the ground. He was holding his head in his hands, and he was a head taller than Xiaoyao, so his head was lowered very deeply, which was very uncomfortable. He was hit in the abdomen by a series of knees.

He was knocked back again and again, and he struggled to block the knees with both hands. Suddenly let go, a punch hit Qi Yun's face, and then several consecutive punches were swung out, blowing, and Qi Yun retreated.

Qi Yun was a little dizzy, Xiaoyao turned around and kicked him back several steps in a row, at this time he had reached the edge of the competition platform, when he looked up to look for the opponent, Xiaoyao rushed over, kicked out with both feet in the air, and smashed heavily on Qi Yun's chest, he was kicked to the bottom of the stage......

The game is over, and MEmu wins! Tired on his back, he raised a hand and fell on the stage to receive the cheers of the audience.

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Qi Yun stood up silently like a defeated beast that had lost its territory, and left silently.

He walked outside the arena, a corner where there was no one, he cried, he cried without a sound, and the tears were left behind.