Lin Yuanchen stood far away, looking at the five people, especially at Feng Yuluan, who always had a cold face, his heart trembled faintly, but he didn't think that Zhang Shaotong had made any mistakes, so he still breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Yuluan raised his head by accident and met Lin Yuanchen's gaze, his eyes were full of indifference, this indifference seemed to come from the deepest bottom of the world, Lin Yuanchen couldn't help but shudder: "He's really angry." ”

The five main judges finally got together.

"I think this theme is Yuji and Wu'er winning, what do you think?" Feng Zhiyu said slowly.

Feng Yufei pursed his mouth, and then said, "Dad, I think so too......"

"Shit! I think Zhuo Yi and Xiaohe are doing much better than them! Feng Ting was full of displeasure.

"I agree with what Ting'er said!" The wind comes and meets on one side.

Feng Yuluan has nothing to say, if you want to talk about creativity and workmanship, it is true that Yuji and Wu'er are much better, but in his heart, he has never seen the brocade, and when he sees it, his heart hurts like a knife cutting.

"Yuluan, what the hell do you say?" Feng Ting was already impatient at this time, and asked Feng Yuluan.

Feng Yuluan's eyes were horizontal, and his heart was also horizontal, and he made a decision, and said, "Auntie, I agree with you. ”

"Then declare it!"

Feng Yuluan walked to the center of the main hall, coughed, and the discussion of the disciples in the hall stopped abruptly: "This battle ......" He unconsciously glanced at Lin Yuanchen, but as soon as his eyes met Lin Yuanchen's clear gaze, his heart hurt again, and he immediately looked away from his eyes and stopped looking at her, "It's Zhuo Yi and Xiaohe who won!" ”

The audience was in an uproar.

Lin Yuanchen's clear eyes looked at him and were momentarily stunned, showing a moment of confusion and froze, as if he didn't hear what he said: "Master, this is obviously a good job for the two of us......"

Feng Wu'er took it in her hand and said softly, "Yuji, it's okay, there are still two competitions." ”

But Lin Yuanchen didn't listen to anything: "Is it really so unacceptable to weave a Zhang Shaotong?" ”

At this time, Feng Yufei walked towards Lin Yuanchen, and a jade hand was on her shoulder: "Yuji, I'm sorry, Aunt Yufei ......"

"Auntie, don't say that......" Lin Yuanchen lowered his head in disappointment, "Yu Ji doesn't think there's anything wrong with weaving Master Shaotong. ”

"My aunt thinks so too, my aunt likes your brocade very much, can you give it to my aunt?"

Lin Yuanchen raised his confused eyes, and a crystal color occasionally flashed in his eyes: "Auntie, if you like it, just accept it." ”

"Yuji, don't blame your master...... He ......" Feng Yufei frowned, trying to find a suitable explanation, but he couldn't find a reasonable excuse, "When you weren't there, he waited for you for a long time, and it may have taken too much effort......"

"Little Senior Sister, don't be discouraged, next time you and Senior Sister Wu'er will definitely win, listen to Senior Brother Xue, Senior Sister Wu'er is very accomplished in formation!"

"Yes, Lin Yuanchen, I told you a long time ago that Feng Yuluan has a bad personality and is an old pervert, you should only have seen and heard everything he did, don't take it to heart!" Xu Kaijie stretched out his hand and slapped Lin Yuanchen twice on the back.

Xiao Yu was holding a handmade sweet cake in his hand at this time and eating it, muttering in his mouth: "Yuji, I heard that the next step is to compete in formation, this is your strong point, take this game, and there is no need to compare swordsmanship!" ”

It seemed that when he heard Xiaoyu's voice, Lin Yuanchen came back to his senses, the two of them deserved to have been sticking for more than 2,000 years, and at the critical moment, each other's actions and words could be worth the words of many people: "Hmm! Xiaoyu, in the next game, I want to win decisively! ”

Feng Yufei smiled lightly: "That's fine, Yuji, I'll go first." Thank you very much for the brocade. ”

Lin Yuanchen raised his head and glanced at Feng Yuluan again, only to see that Feng Yuluan was already looking at himself at some point, his eyes were originally gloomy, at this time, when he saw Lin Yuanchen looking at him, a cold breath immediately flashed, Lin Yuanchen's heart was like being pinched hard, but thinking of Feng Wu'er's redness, his face immediately showed a look of indifference, glanced at Feng Yuluan, rolled his eyes and stopped looking over.

Feng Yufei stood in the middle of the main hall and said softly: "The next competition is the formation, one person in each group guards the formation, one person plays the formation, and the people who fight the formation must enter the formation of the remaining five groups one after another, until they come out of the formation, you can now disperse, and in two hours you will go to the sword competition field in front of the Douhui Forest to start the competition." ”

Feng Tianyun and three or four female disciples stood aside, and at this time, a cold snort came out of their mouths: "Formation...... I don't know what her attainments in the formation are. ”

"Senior Sister Tianyun, she weaves brocade so well, and she actually weaves a person that everyone hates."

"Yes, I don't know if she is stupid, or if she deliberately didn't take her aunt and uncle in her eyes."

Feng Yuluan saw all the expressions and actions of Feng Yuluan in the last round, although she didn't know why Feng Yuluan would mind Zhang Shaotong on the brocade so much, but she clearly noticed Feng Yuluan's loss and sadness, especially for Lin Yuanchen, the loss and sadness to such an extent. There was a fire burning in her heart at this time, and she trembled slightly from this fire: "Chen Yuji, I will never let you marry Master!" ”

At this time, Lin Yuanchen and Feng Wu'er walked out of the main hall with everyone and meditated on the bluestone bricks of the open sword field.

"Senior Sister Wu'er, do you want to defend the formation or fight the formation?" Lin Yuanchen closed his eyes and felt the breeze on the sword field, and asked Feng Wu'er.

"Yuji, I'm familiar with the formation of my senior sisters and sisters, I want to go to the formation, can you come and defend the formation?"

Hearing that she was going to fight, Feng Idiot Xue, who was standing aside with a sword, looked at her with a trace of concern in her eyes.

"Senior Sister Wu'er, you are sure that you want to fight in the formation, if they integrate the prohibition of attack into the formation, it is easy to get hurt." Kazami asked what Kazemi didn't say.

"The prohibition of attacks? Why, isn't it a victory to trap them and prevent them from coming out? Lin Yuanchen asked puzzled.

"It's true that this is the kind of statement, but the attainments of the formation between the new disciples are almost the same, just trapping it is already very reluctant, I don't know which session to start, there are already many new disciples who will integrate the prohibition of attack into the formation, injuring the person who fights the formation, so that he has no more physical strength to get out of the formation."

"It's too much! Wouldn't they interfere with this practice? ”

"The ancestors didn't interfere much, but fortunately, there had been no serious mistakes before."

"Wu'er, you defend the formation, I fight the formation!"

"Senior Sister Yuji, I don't have much chance of winning the battle, you better let me go to the battle, you come to defend the formation, I have no worries. That's it, let's not say more. (To be continued.) )