A month later, Ye Feng stopped on the boat far away from Cuiping Pavilion and saw the fireworks burning on the mountain, which was the Jiaqing Fire. Colorful, but it doesn't belong to her. Only the silent night, surrounded by the inlet, belonged to her alone and widowed.

She couldn't help but tear up, and broke away from her trance, the purple glass wind chimes shook quietly and silently, and she was already in the ring of the knockout round at this moment.

Ye Feng stopped his eyes and was fast, he danced the sword freely, as fast as the breeze, as soft as flowing water, and his steps were like dragonflies touching water, but every step was fatal.

Shui Ran, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but sigh secretly, not knowing whether to relax or inhale.

Her beautiful face and tender eyebrows are stubborn, which is her unchanging persistence in this life. Ye Feng stopped putting away his sword and retreated, and the people who had been ranked left and right with her before sighed and left the scene. Wu Shuang and Xu Yanling couldn't help but blink, admiring Ye Fengzhu's ability to make so much progress in such a short period of time.

After a morning, Ye Feng's team that stopped, including Zhang Yixiao, Lu Kongsheng, Tong Yaoyao, and Mo Yijing, all defeated the same rankers, and even compared with several in front of them, all of which were due to their hard work at all costs.

And Mo Yijing still ignored Ye Feng, Ye Fengzhu thought that it was because Mo Yijing felt that she had deceived herself, so she had a bad heart, but she didn't know, there was another hidden story.

"Mo Yijing, let's go!"

"Hmm." Another woman replied.

They completely ignored Ye Fengzhu and passed by him, which made Ye Fengzhu feel left out and very cold.

Leaving Ye Fengzhu standing alone in the field, Mo Yijing glanced back, and was also very guilty and sad.

Why, is she always alone? Is it because she is really full of bad things and has no good qualities, so everyone is drifting away from her, and finally has to leave her?

When everyone was finished, Ye Feng stopped leaning boldly against the trunk of the tree, snuggling up to it, closing his eyes and breathing the last trace of fresh air.

"You ......" came from the ears of a clear voice, a long stream, a "you" word, poured water and tangled thousands of times before speaking.

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, and at this time he saw Dumping Water Ran.

His handsome face and dark eyes tickled her heart all the time.

He looked at her quietly, and after watching it for a long time, Ye Fengzhu also froze like this, leaning on the trunk of the tree as it was, and the scene was frozen like this, and he couldn't say a word in the end, and then walked away.

Ye Feng stopped and collapsed, leaning her back against the trunk of the tree, she could feel the red heat and heat of her face, and her lovesickness for him penetrated through the bone marrow and tortured her into illness.

She recalled the scene just now, his face without the slightest ripple, his thin lips without the slightest ripple, without any expression, without any emotion, but still struck at her heart.

In the middle of the day, the woman who had joined hands with Mo Yijing before said, "Mo Yijing, have you stopped making trouble with Ye Feng?" ”

"Nope." Mo Yijing replied lightly, closing her eyes thoughtfully.

"......," she inquired curiously.

"Don't talk about it again,

Before she could speak, Mo Yijing interrupted angrily, and her anger continued to wisp after wisp, holding the corner of her mouth, "There is still training in the afternoon......

"Oh!" She looked at Mo Yijing in surprise, revealing an inexplicable panic.

Presumably in her heart, Ye Fengzhu has already occupied a certain weight, and it is not to be joked about. But if there is an awkwardness, you have to say it! Maybe she can find a way to solve it, why make everyone unhappy? Besides, is it necessary to show her a face for the sake of someone you just met?

Her mouth was furled, and she secretly picked a white eye, reluctantly, sulking. However, Mo Yijing didn't notice this subtlety, and in the blink of an eye, when Mo Yijing looked at her, she still had that kind smiling face, as if everything had disappeared.

Suddenly, it turned from cloudy to sunny, and the outside and the inside are inconsistent, which is what people's hearts can't fathom.

At that moment, Mo Yijing discovered that only Ye Fengzhu was not the kind of hypocritical character in the world, and the sinister human heart and the dirtiness under the surface had nothing to do with her.

"Mo Yijing, what's the situation, tell me," the woman said, "By the way, you can borrow me the scriptures to copy them, is that ...... Ye Feng stayed? ”

In the end, her words finally fell to the point, with a humble face, a "bloody mouth", and both eyes were shining.

That scripture records Ye Fengzhu's learning experience, and every note is her hard work, which is hard-won and experienced by herself.

"Oh, I'm going to ask her then." Mo Yijing said.

"When Ye Feng stops coming back, you can ask her again!" After she finished speaking excitedly, she hid her excitement with a calm face, pretending to be extremely calm, as if she didn't care about it.

Mo Yijing secretly took a deep breath, and the wheat-yellow face fell into silence, and then the whole body curled up into the outline of the thick yin from its loneliness, extremely cold, and his heart was very tired, very tired...... Tomorrow is the official start of the knockout round.

I don't know, can they go hand in hand and create brilliance?

Ye Feng stopped wearing a light gauze Manshu Shahua Tsing Yi, which showed an extremely elegant and charming color, which made everyone stunned. With a gesture, Shui Ran and Wu Wuqing couldn't take their eyes off it. Only Mo Yijing knows what this means, the flower language of Manzhu Shahua, on the other side, reflecting ten thousand heavy, and the quiet road. Flowers bloom and leaves fall without twins, and lovesickness will never live up. Obviously there is no result, but you still have to look forward to it, pour water, how much Ye Fengzhu loves you, how much I hate you, because you have failed her again and again.

Saying that after passing the knockout round, you can see each other is simply an excuse!

If you still work so hard after working hard, then I will definitely break you into pieces! The sword in Mo Yijing's hand jingled.

The crowd gathered in piles, on a high platform, and drew lots to face each other.

It's unfortunate that Zhang Yixiao actually drew the group of Wu Shuang, in other words, it means that Ye Feng stopped them and they had to compete with the strongest group.

At the same time, it also means that the leaf wind stops and pours water

Head-to-head.

Zhang Yixiao's face fell, thinking how good his luck could be, it seemed that he could not escape this fateful bad luck, and the elves and strange monkeys also miscalculated, and the ability to pass through the sky could not escape the palm of the Buddha.

The white-bearded swordsman who was silently paying attention on the side secretly smiled playfully and raised a curved arc.

Ye Fengzhu regained his confidence and encouraged: "Don't be discouraged, everyone cheer up." ”

"Hmm." Tong Yaoyao responded, patted her companions on the shoulders, and cheered for herself.

"Brothers are of the same heart, and their profits are golden." Mo Yijing finally spoke under Ye Feng's observation, "Let's work together, come on, don't be discouraged, if you have a chance—even if there is little hope, you have to continue, because you can't let the hard work that has been poured thousands of times before be in vain." ”

Ye Feng stopped smiling, and Mo Yijing was also overjoyed.

However, they always hesitated and did not hold hands.

Just when they fell into a state of sorrow again, the white-bearded swordsman jumped down from the high platform, and the white coat was like a waterfall magnificent, beautiful and delicate, and the breeze swept across their faces in anticipation.

"Give you another chance!" He is old and strong, and his pure heart does not change, and he said, "Young people need opportunities. ”

Ye Feng stopped and returned to the pavilion and pondered, since the White Whisker Sword Master made such a suggestion, it showed that they had hope of winning, on the one hand, their strength was indeed inferior, which was worrying; On the other hand, they have the potential to exist, so the Whitebeard Sword Master is willing to give them this precious opportunity.

"If there is a glimmer of opportunity, what reason is there to give up?" Ye Feng stopped, and then set off and stepped towards the north of the Cloud Stopping Pavilion.

Ye Feng knocked on the door with a "knock knock", and Zhang Yixiao poked his head out of it, the four of them lived in a large attic.

"Who's coming?" A crisp sound came from inside, which was unique to Wang Xing, and Ye Fengzhu glanced at the upper body of a white flower, so he looked away in a panic.

Only then did Wang Xing realize that Ye Feng had stopped, and hurriedly got dressed in a hurry.

Zhang Yixiao coughed and joked: "That kid Wang Xing is used to dangling around with red stripes......"

Wang Xing approached Zhang Yixiao's snort with lightning speed, covered his eyes with his hands, blushed, and hurriedly explained: "Fang Cai...... I was in the shower, so I didn't pay much attention...... Sorry......"

"Oh, that's okay." Ye Feng replied solemnly.

"Hey, why are you covering my eyes?" Zhang Yi said angrily.

Ye Feng stopped anxiously explaining the reason to Zhang Yixiao, Zhang Yixiao was serious, and in an instant, he summoned all his companions, Zhang Yixiao, Wang Xing, Lu Kongsheng, Tong Yaoyao, Mo Yijing, and Ye Fengzhu to discuss tomorrow's confrontation strategy.

Ye Feng stopped taking a piece of paper and a pen, and analyzed: "There are six of us in our group, namely Zhang Yixiao, Wang Xing, Lu Kongsheng, Tong Yaoyao, Mo Yijing and me, and ...... Compared with them, they have one more person, which is an advantage, and they must be used more. ”

"Hmm." Zhang Yixiao changed his attitude and said solemnly, his voice lowered.

"Next, analyze their respective strengths and weaknesses separately, as the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles......" Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief as soon as his voice fell.

"Ye Fengzhu is right, I also agree, since we can't compare in terms of strength, then we can outwit," Wang Xing's words were amazing, his trust made Ye Fengzhu's wavering heart add a sense of confidence and bravery, "I believe in you, you continue!" ”

"Well, I also believe in you, your strategy is correct." Tong Yaoyao said, her eyes were shining with bright light, her fists were clenched, there were green tendons rising on her forehead, and her firm gaze stood tall, cheering for herself! This encouragement made Ye Feng's heart even more determined to win.

"Hmm." Mo Yijing and Lu Kongsheng, who had never spoken, also responded.

(End of chapter)