(iv)

When Qiao Ye and Xiaoyao were waiting in line, they didn't notice that not far away, there was a fifteen-year-old sword-wielding boy standing there. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The boy was tall and straight, with a handsome face and an extraordinary bearing. He was looking around, as if he was looking for something.

Xiaoyao became interested in the boy, in fact, a lot of things would interest him.

First of all, the boy was wearing the clothes of a certain sect. Secondly, the sixth sense tells MEmu that this is a friend to make.

After the registration was over, he asked Qiao Ye to go to his family first, and he slowly walked behind the young man.

"Yo!"

Xiaoyao patted the young man's right shoulder, and the young man turned to the right by inertia, but the figure of the person patting the shoulder was gone.

When he turned around, Xiaoyao was already standing in front of him.

The boy asked, "Did you shoot me?" ”

Xiaoyao said: "Yes. ”

The boy asked, "How did you do that?" ”

Puzzled: "To do what?" ”

The boy said, "Walked in front of me so quickly. ”

Xiaoyao was even more puzzled, and said with a smile: "I didn't walk fast, I just patted your right shoulder, and when you turned around, I walked over from your left side." ”

The boy also smiled and said, "You are very smart. ”

Xiaoyao felt that this was not something to show that he was very smart or a means, and in the small town where he grew up, this was the measure that many children would have. It can only be said that the environment in which this teenager lives is relatively serious, and he and the people around him are not very good at joking.

The boy stopped laughing and said, "And you must be very strong." ”

Xiaoyao smiled even more happily and said: "I myself think I have some strength, but I don't know how strong it is, so I came to participate in the competition, hoping that those opponents can tell me."

The boy smiled: "Your smile is very confident, and you are also very humble and have a good attitude, which is good." ”

Xiaoyao felt very strange, but he still had to reply to the words: "Thank you." ”

The boy said, "I'm looking forward to playing with you in the ring. ”

Xiaoyao said with some regret: "I'm sorry, I'm only twelve years old, it's impossible to compete with you." ”

The boy was a little surprised, but soon understood what he meant, and explained, "I'm fifteen years old. ”

Xiaoyao was embarrassed: "...... I thought you ...... Seventeen or eighteen ......"

After that, he laughed awkwardly a few times: "Haha, haha......"

The boy smiled: "It's okay, get used to it." ”

The Young Cultivator Contest is both a unified competition and two separate competitions.

Twelve to fifteen years old are in one group, and 16 to 18 years old are in the other group.

And that young man looks mature and steady, even if he smiles, there is a trace of majesty, it really doesn't look like he is fifteen years old......

Xiaoyao suddenly said: "It seems that we don't know each other." ”

The boy said, "Yes." ”

Xiaoyao smiled: "I'll be friends soon." ”

The boy said, "Oh? ”

Xiaoyao said: "My name is Xiaoyao, Longyou Xiaoyao, make a friend." ”

With that, he stretched out his hand.

“……”

The boy was a little blind, but he was laughing, and his smile was like the sun.

The young man also smiled and said, "I don't know why, when I saw your smile, I felt that I should make you a friend." ”

He also held out his hand.

In this way, two people who didn't know each other met and became friends.

Xiaoyao smiled happily and said, "Look, we'll be friends soon." Now it's it. By the way, what's your name? ”

The young man said: "Qi Yun, Huangfu Qi Yun, a disciple of the Southern Langnan Sect. ”

Xiaoyao said: "Huangfu Qiyun, this name is very good, it sounds positive, very good, very good." ”

Qi Yun was a little blindsided again, but then he just laughed. Xiaoyao laughed too.

This sentence, Xiaoyao imitated Qi Yun's previous sentence, and it was vivid, I have to say, he is really good at making friends.

Qi Yun said: "After waiting for so long today, there is no waste. See you on the field! ”

After saying that, Qi Yun walked away with his sleeves dashing.

Xiaoyao looked at his back and couldn't help but sigh, is this friend really fifteen years old?

Qi Yun suddenly turned around and said, "Xiaoyao, you don't want to use this sword to participate in the competition, right?" ”

Xiaoyao said: "Yes! ”

Qi Yun was silent for a while, and said, "Do you need me to give you a handful?" ”

Xiaoyao said: "No. I use this sword handy. ”

Qi Yun stopped speaking and disappeared from the sight of Yaoyao.

As soon as Xiaoyao turned around, he saw a purple shadow. It was Mo Yulinling.

Xiaoyao said: "What's wrong? ”

Lin Ling said: "It's nothing, it's just to call you." ”

Xiaoyao said: "Let's go." ”

After taking a few steps, he would look back and look in the direction where Qi Yun had disappeared.

Lin Ling asked, "That person just now...... Do you care? It doesn't seem familiar. ”

Xiaoyao said: "Just now, I became friends with him. ”

Lin Ling asked again, "What's his name?" ”

Xiaoyao replied: "Qi Yun, Emperor Qi Yun." ”

Lin Ling said: "Yes, then he will be a strong opponent." Are you sure you can win? ”

Xiaoyao smiled, laughed excitedly, and this smile remained for the whole day.

(5)

Although he has been growing up in a peaceful town, this does not mean that he will be blind, at least, Mo Yulinling is not a lonely person.

Huangfu Qiyun, the leader of the new generation of the Langnan faction, the son of the head of the Huangfu Yuan, is only fifteen years old and is the advanced strength of the Tianwang Realm, and it is a sure thing to break through to the Tianwu Mirror before the age of eighteen.

He is considered to be the seeded winner of this year's 12-to-15-year-old category.

Extremely perceptive, although it is said that he is only fifteen years old, but he is quite accomplished in swordsmanship......

None of these Linling said to Xiaoyao, she knew that Xiaoyao would not listen, and there was no meaning in saying it, and Xiaoyao would not be afraid.

In fact, Linling has always believed that Xiaoyao will win the championship, after all, Xiaoyao is already a senior in Tianwangjing.

(f)

The Young Practitioner Contest has a dedicated living area for the contestants. Men and women live separately.

Brand new building, new and repetitive rooms, two new good beds...... Everything is new, so new that there is no sense of belonging.

The sun has set. The month has risen.

Long Qiuqiao lay in his room and bed at night.

She had never slept in such a good bed, but she didn't feel anything about it.

The feeling now is inexplicably nervous, excited, and somewhat fearful. Is it because of the game five days later, or because of some other ......?

It was the first time to come to such a big city, the first time to participate in such a large-scale competition, in fact, this was the first time Qiao Ye participated in the "competition".

"First time" is always accompanied by a variety of emotions, isn't it?

Just when all kinds of things are churning in my mind, and all kinds of emotions are rushing in my heart.

The door opened.

It was a girl who came in, a beautiful girl as big as Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye looked at the girl, her demeanor was very elegant, and she knew that she had received a good education at a glance.

When the girl saw Qiaoye, she smiled and said, "Hello." ”

Qiao Ye hurriedly got up and said, "Hello." ”

The girl smiled beautifully, looking at her smile, as if she were bathing herself in the bright silver moon.

Qiaoye looked at the girl carefully.

She has long black and shiny soft hair, pinned to a delicate hosta, and is dressed in the costume of a certain sect.

The simplicity of the clothes cannot hide its own noble temperament, but exudes a chic charm.

The perfect facial features are just right in the right place, as if they were the perfect puppet of a puppeteer.

Qiao Ye smiled: "My name is Long Qiu Qiao Ye, what about you?" ”

The girl said: "Liu Mengfanyao." ”

She was smiling, like a hazy moon, locking people's eyes.

Qiao Ye said: "I'm twelve years old, what about you?" ”

"I'm twelve, too." ”

Qiao Ye smiled: "My birthday is December 10th, what about you?" ”

Fan rumors say: "February 9th, a ...... Snowy day. ”

Qiao Ye smiled even more happily and said, "Then can I call you sister?" ”

Fan Yu also smiled and said, "Yes." ”

Beautiful smile, like the beauty of moonlight. Indulge everyone.

Qiao Ye said: "Sister...... Are you from Bixuemen? ”

"Yes." ”

Qiao Ye smiled: "Now we are roommates for the next ten days, we should enhance our relationship, right?" ”

Direct laughter, simple laughter, and unadorned smiles reveal the most sincere emotions.

Fan Yu smiled: "Okay." ”

Bixuemen, the first sect in the north, and Liu Mengfanyao is the leader among the world's famous new generation of cultivators, whose strength and understanding are far above Huangfu Qiyun.

is only twelve years old, but the temperament of the beauty has been fully revealed.

Obviously, Qiao Ye didn't know this. But does it matter?

One is the "Phoenix" who is "high up"

One is a cute "frog" who lives at the bottom of a well

So what?

Aren't they chatting happily together now?