Chu Yuanyang put away the weak and aggrieved look between his eyebrows, and his embarrassed eyes were like lifting the light veil of mist, revealing a clear and agile look.

The corners of the shriveled lips are raised high, and the pear vortex on the cheeks like shelled eggs is like a shadow, and the whole face is as soft as mushrooms after a rain.

"I don't need you to do anything, senior brother, as long as you tell me who that person is and where he is!" Chu Yuanyang's voice suddenly rose.

Her sudden change made Feng Lige's nerves break down, and then an inscrutable color flashed on her stunning face: "I can tell you everything you want to know, but you have to tell me, what are you asking for." ”

"I know that person. Chu Yuanyang didn't hide it from him, and answered directly.

Feng Lige's gorgeous pupils shrank, and he paused for a long time, seeing that she was staring at him without blinking, as if waiting for his answer, he thought for a while before saying, "I don't know what that person's name is, but she is in the sect now." ”

Isn't this the same as saying it in vain, that person is dressed as a person in the Hehuan Sect, and his gestures all show the unique temperament of the Hehuan Sect, and at a glance, he knows that he is undoubtedly a person in the Hehuan Sect.

Chu Yuanyang was not satisfied with his ambiguous answer, and continued to ask, "Where is she in the sect?" or what is her position in the sect?"

Feng Lige didn't answer and asked, "Then what are you looking for her?"

Chu Yuanyang frowned: "Why do you have to talk without counting?" Obviously, I answered after saying it, and you told me everything I wanted to know. ”

Feng Lige laughed: "You don't seem to be answering my question seriously." ”

Chu Yuanyang choked and said in a low voice: "Repay the favor." ”

"She's in the main hall!" a sneer crossed his obsidian-like eyes, and then, holding the bamboo book in his hand, he staggered his body with Chu Yuanyang and walked towards the medicine cabinet.

"The main hall? "She hadn't been to the main temple much, but she had been there a few times, and she had never seen the man.

The moment he crossed shoulders with her, Chu Yuanyang grabbed his sleeve, and there were faint ripples in his pure eyes.

"Believe it or not. Feng Lige lowered his eyes and glanced at her hand holding his sleeve: "Let go." ”

Xu is voice was too strong, Xu is Chu Yuanyang didn't want to stop him, his hand was loose, and the silky purple cloth slipped away from his fingertips.

"And what is her position in the main hall?" her burning and eager gaze met his eyes aggressively.

Feng Lige reached out and smoothed out the folds on her sleeves that she had scratched: "No comment." After saying lightly, he walked lightly to the medicine cabinet.

Like a gust of breeze blowing, the faint fragrance of purple iris flowers, Chu Yuanyang's expression changed several times, and he silently took out a dark purple purse with purple iris flowers from the storage space, and gently rubbed the show lines on it with his fingertips, and then slowly put away the purse, returned to the place casually, picked up the bamboo book thrown on the pear wood square table and continued to look through.

Some of her movements are not hidden, and Feng Lige can see her expressions and movements, but she doesn't explain them.

Two people, one sitting, one standing, one looking at the bamboo book, the other looking at the herbs, the whole thatched house can only hear the "click" sound of the bamboo book colliding, and the "creak" sound of the drawer opening, this quiet, warm and comfortable atmosphere spreads, but still can not calm the emotions of the two people who have their own hearts.

The first competition of the three nights ended in the blink of an eye, and half of the original more than 600 people who participated in the competition were eliminated, and there were still more than 300 people left.

On the fourth night, Chu Yuanyang came to the ring no morning or late.

This time, Elder Yao, who was the backstage for Jinxi and the others, was not present, and Aoshuang, as the head of a sect, was still not present.

At the highest point of the bright lights in the center of the ring, four silhouettes with outstanding looks are reflected.

Chu Yuanyang still found an inconspicuous corner to wait, and his indifferent eyes wandered on the various disciples under the ring.

Although Feng Lige gave her a reassuring pill, vaguely indicating that the sect master would arrange a "teammate" for her to fight with her and help her win, but seeing that tonight's competition was coming to an end, and that "temporary teammate" had not appeared, this had to make her think of making a two-handed plan.

"Yo! I should be a little thief sneakily hiding here and peeking, I don't want to, it turned out to be Senior Sister Chu. Jinxi, who was like a star-studded moon, raised his arrogant chin and smiled disdainfully, walked towards Chu Yuanyang with a smile.

Chu Yuanyang owed Jinxi even a look.

Jin Xi, who was originally smug and arrogant and ready to mock Chu Yuanyang with a smug and arrogant smile on his face, suddenly froze with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyebrows were filled with anger, and then he looked at the ring with Chu Yuanyang's gaze, as if he had thought of something, and his face quickly eased: "Chu Yuanyang, at this time, you can still pretend to be calm, which really makes Senior Sister admire." ”

"Senior Sister Jin, maybe Senior Sister Chu thinks that she won the first game by luck, and there will be a miracle in the second game for her to pass!" Yang Mei's pretty face was flattering, but there was ridicule and hatred in her eyes.

Of course, the flattery is directed at Jinxi, and the ridicule and hatred are naturally directed at Chu Yuanyang.

Chu Yuanyang lifted the corners of his vermilion lips and smiled silently.

Jin Xi glared at Yang Mei about this: "You still have the face to say that you are a person who has built a three-layer foundation and cultivated a foundation, but you have lost to a waste who is two levels lower than you." Get out of the way, save me a disgrace. ”

Although Song Jiaer and Yangmei also followed Jinxi, but the two were very different in private, and they had to fight for everything, and now that they had seized the opportunity, of course Song Jiaer would not let it go, and it was inevitable to laugh at it.

"Senior Sister Jin, you can't blame Senior Sister Yang for this, if you want to blame it, it's reasonable for Senior Sister Yang to be careless for a while. Song Jia'er was mocking Yangmei's stupidity openly and secretly, and Yangmei couldn't hear it.

She glanced at Song Jiaer, who was smiling, with cold eyes, and then obediently stepped aside, and at the same time, she glared at Chu Yuanyang, who had nothing to do with her and looked indifferent.

If it is said that Yangmei dislikes Song Jia'er, it is absolute, but she really hates Chu Yuanyang.

In the past, her cultivation was higher than Song Jia'er, so she still had a little status in front of Jinxi, but from a few days ago, she was competitive for a while, destroyed the trap arranged by Jinxi in advance, and fought against Chu Yuanyang, not only did she fail to win, but let Chu Yuanyang get out of the ring unharmed and successfully entered the second game.

Because of this incident, she not only "fell out of favor" in front of Jinxi, but was ridiculed everywhere, even Song Jia'er, who was inferior to her in cultivation and IQ as good as her, and had been pressed on her head by her, dared to mock her to her face, all of this is this damn bastard spirit root, if it weren't for this waste, how could she fall into such a field.

Chu Yuanyang didn't care about the "dark arrow" released invisibly, it was still like a pearl in the red dust, exuding the light he should have alone, not affected by the outside world.