At this moment, the audience was silent, and time seemed to stand still. Not only was the audience shocked www.biquge.info, but the opponent was also stunned by her. The contest so far is naturally very rare, so desperate, is she really dead?

The moment the sudden change occurred, four figures had already rushed forward from the sidelines. But before everyone arrived, Qing Huan had already stood up and suffered the thunder attack, and at the same time he held the fairy spirit in his body to not disperse, gritted his teeth and exerted force, the long sword stabbed out, and the tip of the sword stopped three inches from the opponent's throat. The other party was still dazed, but she herself was crumbling and covered in blood.

"What a system!" With a scold, it was the Qiantang Immortal Venerable who swept to the field first, but it was too late to stop him, he waved his robe sleeves and said to the three people of Chengyao who arrived at the same time, "Take her down, this one, you are defeated." ”

When he said, "Take her down", his eyes were looking at Cheng Yao, and when he said, "You are defeated", his eyes were already glaring at Qing Huan.

Although he was not the only one who ruled in the first arena, as soon as he said it, it naturally took effect on the spot.

If it was said that he could still support it reluctantly, Qing Huan was now heartache and body pain, and he couldn't stand steadily, and then he was beaten by Lonely Stream and hugged in his arms, "Little leaf! ”

She could feel the silence flying, she could hear the uproar all over the room, but she just buried her head in his arms, she didn't want to speak, she didn't want to move, she didn't want to glance at the outside world, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

When she entered the room with a "squeak" and put her on the chair, she saw that her face was full of tears. Although the wounds on his body have been temporarily repaired by Cheng Yao's water breathing technique, the blood on his body is still there, and the pain in his internal organs will not disappear so quickly. They were only concerned about whether she had suffered internal injuries. Cheng Yao grabbed her wrist, and the pure water spirit flowed from his fingertips to her like flowing water.

Qing Huan suddenly looked like an angry little lion, broke away from his wrist and threw himself on the bed, burying himself in the quilt and crying bitterly.

Cheng Yao was full of distress, and wanted to step forward to take a look at her, so he called "Huan'er" twice, but Qing Huan only cared about himself crying. This crying is really like a mourning, and it is extremely sad. He reached out and touched her back, but she writhed violently in protest, "Don't touch me!" ”

"Okay, I won't touch you......" Cheng Yao quickly retracted his hand, and then stood aside helplessly. The same is true of Silent Stream and Yun Xiao, the three of them look at each other - they just lost a game, and they really don't know why she is so sad.

Qing Huan was tired of crying, slowly stopped, hugged the quilt and sat on the corner of the bed, still snorting and choking, and her hair was very messy and sticky to her face.

Seeing that she seemed to be calmer, Silent Flow sat on the edge of the bed and called cautiously, "Xiao Yezi? ”

Qing Huan twitched, and let out a thin "um" in his nose.

Lonely Stream stretched out his finger and gave her a haircut. Then Qing Huan buried her head in the quilt again, but she didn't cry loudly anymore. Closing her eyes, it seemed as if the white dress was getting farther and farther away from her, as if the most important thing had been taken away, and her heart was empty.

When Ning Hao came back in the evening, he saw such a scene.

Qing Huan lay motionless on the bed, and couldn't see her expression; The three teenagers were full of anxiety, and they wanted to speak and stopped, with regret, doubt, anxiety, and helplessness in their eyes, and various emotions were intertwined one after another. Seeing her come back, Lonely Stream and Cheng Yao gave her a look and asked her to come forward to take a look at Qinghuan.

Qing Huan's body was no longer in pain at this time, and the bloody clothes were also cleaned up by Cheng Yao with a water purification trick.

So what Ning Hao saw was that she was like a lifeless rag doll, lying on the bed without moving or speaking.

Cheng Yao covered the door, and the three of them quietly retreated.

Ning Hao was naturally not so polite, dug Qing Huan out of the quilt, and asked her, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Qing Huan sat listlessly on the bed and shook his head. Ning Hao could naturally see that she had just cried, so she was surprised for a moment, and reached out to push her, "Said." ”

Qing Huan looked at her, and before she could speak, tears welled up again, and she choked up: "I lost." ”

"What lost?" Ning Hao's face was full of doubts. Such a headless sentence is naturally unthinkable, but Shentian Sword has lost a game, and it needs to be sad to be like this.

Qing Huan said: "I don't have the top ten." ”

Ning Hao understood, first stunned for a moment, and then his face gradually turned red. When she calmed down, she looked at Qing Huan and said word by word-

"Ye Qinghuan, I really don't like you now.

"Because you're too hypocritical now."

Qing Huan froze, tears still in her eyes.

The door was pushed open at this time, and Silent Stream was the first to say to Ning Hao: "Ning Fupo, what do you say?" ”

Ning Hao pointed to the three people who entered the room, turned his head and shouted at Qing Huan, "There is no top ten, there is no top ten, do you need to look so sad?" Then I don't even have the first sixty, shouldn't I die? Crying so pitifully, and letting the three of them revolve around you, you have a sense of accomplishment and happiness, aren't you? You ......"

"Ning Hao!" Silence's eyes were already cold, and he even changed his name.

Ning Hao glared at him, but he couldn't say any more.

"I ......" Qing Huan looked at Ning Hao, completely stunned, unable to say a word. How could she explain to her that the reason why she was sad was not that she couldn't get into the top ten. As for what is very rewarding and happy, it is a question that she has never thought about......

Cheng Yao and Yun Xiao both had gloomy faces, and Ning Hao angrily pushed away the silent stream and ran out.

"Ning Ning ......" Qing Huan got out of bed and wanted to catch up, but he lay down for a long time, but his legs were weak for a while, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground, and then was held up by Silent Stream.

Ning Hao had long since disappeared, but a few young men and women on the corridor kept looking at them when they heard the quarrel.

Qing Huan sat back on the edge of the bed with his feet, first in a daze, then glanced at the three of them and said, "I want to sleep." ”

Lonely Ryu wanted to speak, but was stopped by Cheng Yao, and the three of them retreated again.

Back in the room, each of them was dull, and Silent Stream couldn't sit still at first, "It must be the ghost of the snow on the day of the Eight Music Meeting!" What did he say to Xiao Yezi? The young man stood up suddenly, "No, I'm going to tell Xiao Yezi!" ”

Cheng Yao and Yun Xiao held him down on the left and right. Cheng Yao said: "What did you tell her?" ”

"Naturally, I asked Xue what she told her first, and then decided what to tell her. ”

Yun Xiao said: "If she wanted to say it, she would have said it a long time ago." ”

"The more you tell her now, the more chaotic her heart will only be." Chengyao Road.

Lonely Liu grabbed his hair in annoyance, and then said, "I just didn't expect that Ning Fupo would say such a thing, hasn't she always had a good relationship with Xiao Yezi?" ”

Cheng Yao said: "The reason why she would say such things is not 'you' or 'me'. The implication is naturally because of the other person in the room.

Yun Xiao didn't speak.

Lonely flow is direct, "For the sake of a man, do you need sisters to become enemies?" What about you? Will it be for the sake of Xiaoyezi, brothers turn against each other? ”

The disadvantage of Silent Flow is that it is too direct, and the advantage is also too direct. When he felt that there was no need to beat around the bush, he always went straight to the point and rarely dragged the mud and water. Regarding this matter, Cheng Yao and Yun Xiao themselves only hinted at each other, and did not directly pick it out, but he said it so unguardedly. No one had ever told him Yun Xiao's intentions, but Silent Stream just saw it, probably because Yun Xiao was too obvious, and Silent Stream was too familiar with him.

Then, the other two remained silent very tacitly. It's not that it can't be answered, it's that it's this kind of idiotic question that simply doesn't bother to answer. Silent Stream couldn't be silent, so he slapped left and right punched them and teased them.

Cheng Yao said: "You might as well worry about yourself." Don't forget what Snow said. ”

"Hush." Lonely Stream was extremely disdainful, "Isn't it just that you are not allowed to be lazy, and you have to do your best?" If I do my best...... In the next competition, it is the two of you who should be worried. ”

Cheng Yao smiled, "Can you use the piano?" ”

Silent Liudao: "You ask Yun Xiao." ”

The white jade-like face was stained with three points of ruffianism, and Cheng Yao pushed Yun Xiao, "Hey, is it okay?" ”

Yun Xiao glanced at him, "Whatever you want, the result is the same." ”

"That's a big breath." Cheng Yao smiled, "Okay, whatever I want, what you say." (To be continued.) )