He squatted on the roof of the house and threw stones into the distance, his face was pale, and the sword out of the sheath was cold and overshadowed, and the cold air leaked sideways.

Ye Fengzhu sat down at His Excellency Bodhi like everyone else, "Girl, do you have an invitation?" The palm asked, leaning over.

"Nope." Ye Feng stopped responding.

"No, please leave your seats, this is only for those who are going to compete." The bookkeeper said in a depressed voice, with a terrible face.

Ye Feng stopped brushing his sleeves away, and reluctantly put down the misty blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, still leaving, distressed, hateful, and didn't even give me a sip of water to drink.

The palm's eyes came out of the porcelain cup in her hand.

"We're meeting again!" The little woman stood up, her eyes meeting her head-on.

Ye Feng stopped and noticed, his eyes lit up, so he responded coldly: "Hello."

As soon as the words fell, she didn't stop for a second before she got up and walked away.

"Girl, may we make a friend?" The man really didn't let go.

Ye Feng stopped and turned around, stared at her, and said lightly: "No, the Tao is not the same-I am used to being alone."

"So- can I know your name?" The man had been asking in a very gentle tone, as if he were transcribing a poem, matching the smell of books all over her body.

"I asked for my sister, and from the first time we met, she had a deep impression of you, and you gave her a different feeling than ordinary people."

Ye Feng stopped listening to these words, but he didn't feel very happy, on the contrary, he felt that it was a bit pretentious.

"What's the difference?" She asked displeased.

"You are very beautiful, and then, you give people a unique temperament, so you are different from ordinary girls." The man's speech suddenly became very fast and earnest.

"My name is Ye Fengzhu." She casually replied and left.

The man sighed, his tone slowed, and said, "This man is really not easy to approach!" I thought it was the kind that was easy to get along with! ”

Ye Feng stopped loosening his brows, and realized that he was a little narrow-minded?

The pomegranate water field competition has officially begun.

In the viewing platform and between the viewing corridors, the noise was like a tide, and with a crisp and loud sound of gongs and drums, it suddenly quieted down.

The first game, opened by the lowliest swordsman, often does not attract attention, so it can only be regarded as a warm-up game at this time, and later, it gradually gets better, and the audience's eyes and applause are not as indifferent and cold as they are now, "Wang Gongzi, can you watch it wonderful?" A servant of the cabinet stood beside him, bowing and saluting, and he did not know when he came.

"Stay out and cool off!" Wang Yu pushed his hand heavily and said, "Don't disturb my son watching the game." ”

The man left angrily, thinking, this prince has a really big temper! I went after the good one.

"Command, don't let outsiders come into my place!" Wang Yu beckoned.

"Yes." The servant replied.

"By the way, haven't they come yet?" He asked.

"Not yet." The servant looks out over the entrance doorway.

"Here, prepare seats for each of them, needless to say?" He rested his hand on his chin, raised his eyebrows to look at the arena, and drank the tea ceremony alone.

Next to Shixi, the pomegranate flowers are fiery red and gorgeous, like a cluster of flames surrounding Ye Feng, her cheeks look delicate under its background, I feel pity.

She spread out the swordsmanship secrets given to her by the white-bearded swordsman, and there was a blank space on it - she knew two-thirds of them by heart, and in order to prevent leakage, she cleared the contents of the book in front of the white-bearded swordsman, and the white paper and ink were flying under the sky that day.

Before leaving the palace, the white-bearded swordsman gave her two rival puppets, one vertical and one horizontal, the world looked down, it is rumored that this swordsmanship secret has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, the originator is the Warring States swordsman - Gai Nie, and later wandered into the Peach Blossom Spring, was taught by the people in the Peach Blossom Spring, the original purpose was just for luck and fitness, to achieve the effect of self-cultivation, and then the Peach Blossom Source was broken, learned by outsiders, and gradually taught to this day.

One move and one style, in the wind and shadow dance, reappear in the heart, and feel a lot of emotion.

Ye Feng stopped picking up the blowing hair, pinched it between the ears, and under the fine and distinct eyelashes were clear eyes like water.

Unconsciously, pouring water over the stone stream, only three feet away from her, he raised his eyes and saw her back, standing tall and long.

"Ye Feng stops!" He shouted.

She raised her eyes to look at her, and suddenly, his indifferent face suddenly turned into a handsome smile—neat and crisp, staring at her with eyes that were quiet and clear, and she was fascinated and fell.

But within a moment, the infatuation on her face was eclipsed again, and she turned her head to the side, ignoring all the outside world.

She had sworn before, made up her mind to leave him, but at this moment, she was so undecided, and even regretted.

Why should you be so indecisive?

"The wind stops, are you angry with me again?" He said, "...... I knew I was too impulsive and shouldn't have been so reckless...... I misunderstood what was between you, thinking that you would be hurt, and it was only because I cared about you too much, and in the afternoon, I had been reflecting on myself and trying to understand why you were sad and crying, it must be ...... Background, right? ”

"Perhaps...... I don't like you. Ye Feng stopped and said.

"For ...... Miscellaneous...... What?" His heart felt like it had been pinched by this crab.

"I don't like you!" Ye Feng stopped and shouted hoarsely.

When she was about to get up, her mind seemed to be inextricably linked, her thoughts were surging, and the tears in her eyes were pouring out like the water that had burst the embankment, and she tried her best to suppress them, but in the end the result was still hot tears in her eyes, which could not be stopped.

He heard it in his ears and thought it was in a dream, Her soft arms clinged to his broad waist, "I like you." "It's up to her to speak.

It was as if he had a cruel dream, and only the flow of the pomegranate stream and the reflection of the sun made him realize that this was just reality, and he could wake up.

"Ruthless ......" his trembling voice, steady breath, and a drop of sweat on his neck.

He took her head in his hands—the hair behind her was jet black and moving, and he kissed her, with the utmost tenderness......

is getting better, as if to deprive her of the last trace of breath.

He didn't break away for a long time, until he was completely deflated, let go of his arms, and removed his lips.

"In the future, if you say another thing like this, I'll ......," he said, his eyes murderous.

"Will you tear me to pieces?" Ye Feng stopped and raised his eyes.

"If I see you with another man again, I'll kill that man," he began, "as for ...... Say something like 'don't like me' again, and you'll do it at your own risk. ”

It wasn't like what he would say, but now he said it like that, and he didn't even care about my feelings, man, what a terrible animal, she thought to herself.

"But, I'm not going to do that, I don't want you to cry in front of me as a woman." Shui Ran's tone changed, "But...... In the future, you can only cry in front of me, lend my shoulder to lean on, can you promise me? ”

"Hmm." She answered.

Me too, you have your choice, I have my rights, the only insurmountable bottom line is just my liking for you." Ye Feng replied.

She easily decided to abandon him, and easily abandoned the estrangement to accept him again, her mind was unpredictable, but the only thing that allowed her to make up her mind after that was powerless to hurt him.

"Dumping water, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this to you, it hurt your heart again, it's me who is wrong." She spoke.

"But...... There is a sentence that you have to answer me sincerely. She stared at his face.

"Are you because ...... Is it me who likes me?" She asked.

"Isn't it?" He asked.

"Forget it, I won't ask you nonsense." Ye Feng stopped and sighed.

"You can tell me if there's anything bothering you, and you're not alone." Pouring water out, he touched her reddened cheek with his hand.

"Pour water, you're the only one I like." Ye Feng stopped talking, the words in his heart were thousands of words, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Me too." She smiled with relief.

"Let me see your pliers......" he began, ruffling her sleeve and sniffing lightly, "they smell good." ”

"Great pervert!" Ye Feng stopped, and was hugged by him, and his heart was penetrated.

The pomegranate flower creek water field, the site was originally composed of one thousand and nine wooden planks, the winding and turning place, is the place where each column of knight level touched the spark, among which the missing planks were Wu Wuqing and Wei Rong's son - Wei Hanging, betting on the damage to the appointment, one said that Wu Wuqing was suspended in the air by a sword directly hit into the ground and broken, one said that Wei Hang was Wu Wuqing a move to the ground, there was nowhere to hide, and the feet fell straight into the ground, gravity stepped on the void, anyway, there are different opinions, none of them are the same, now there are one thousand and eight pieces left.

When they came to the side room of the Bodhi Pavilion, it was deserted and quiet, and the swordsmen in the main hall were full of interest, talking and competing with each other, and it was best to be fully prepared for entering the stream field.

"Crab, are you going to participate?" Poured water asked.

"Hmm." Ye Feng replied.

"First of all, let me explain to you the rules of the game, you can listen to a rough idea, the next is all based on personal strength - five-five duel, that is, divided into five groups of two people, each group of two people, each of the confrontation is limited to a certain space, not to cross the line, the boundary is made of bronze fire-breathing snake head, as long as you take a step, the mechanism will automatically sense, breathing fire, its arrogance can make people blind, heavy is festering. Chivalry to a certain level, such as through the composition of celebrities or a certain number of elders to value the nomination of the title, or for example, in terms of reputation and strength, or in a certain range of people known, this has nothing to do with the length and width of the journey they have experienced, strength and reputation are the primary criteria for judging a person's ability, and this also applies to this, so this group of ranks that are higher than any previous level will be transformed into a three-three duel through the survival of the fittest, and a two-two duel. So much so that to the final two-person showdown. ”

"In addition, the junior players who have passed the five-five duel can also enter the three-three duel through a fight before the end of the five-five duel, but the premise is - he must have the strength and luck to enter the final game, and the final match often causes a lose-lose situation, because at this time, the opponent enters the next round in turn through layers of duels, which leads to the disparity in strength of the final opponent is not large, comparable, and even if he enters the three-three duel by luck, the result is because the strength is not enough, Often injured by a slightly higher level swordsman, when you encounter a merciful person, you will let go of the way, then the only thing you can do is to surrender voluntarily, and when you encounter a ruthless person, you will not die or end up crippled. ”

"So, do you still want to participate?" Shui Ran asked indifferently with a side face.

"Not a to, but a must." Ye Feng replied.

"Why?" Shui Ran asked, turning his head to the other side, ignoring his meaning, "Isn't it good to live?" ”

"Who said I'd end up like that? You're underestimating me, aren't you? Ye Feng stopped complaining.

"I don't want to see hairy crabs roasted on the outside and tender on the inside." Pouring water teased, turned his head, and stared at her.

Then he solemnly said, "Everyone who comes here is well prepared."

"For example?" Ye Feng stopped asking.

"Flame Serpent's Head." Pour water answered, "Are you ready for everything?" ”

"No ......" Ye Feng's stunned expression was overshadowed.

"So, you still obediently listen to me, stay here, and don't go intrusion." Pour Shui Ran said in a commanding tone.

"You don't know me at all." Ye Feng turned his head and left, staring at him profoundly, not understanding at all.