Flying Feather Villa

In the morning light, a faint mist surrounds the Flying Feather Villa. At this time, it is the early summer of another year, and the mountains are covered with clouds and mist, and flowers are in full bloom. A white figure shuttled among the flowers, the wind blew slightly, and the clouds dispersed, revealing the peerless appearance of the woman. The long hair is casually scattered, and a wreath adds a bit of fairy to the woman. Holding the jade bottle in her hand, the woman raised her hands lightly and inserted the flower dew into the bottle. The sleeves of the shirt slipped down, revealing a jade wrist as white as a lotus root. With a light tap on her toes, the woman flew lightly, like a fairy returning to the sky.

"Miss, you're back! Xiao Gongzi has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"Hmm," nodded slightly, Sikong Yunuo's eyes were indifferent, and he walked towards the room.

"Xiao Yuzi, you're back."

Without saying a word, Sikong Yunuo poured the flower dew into the cup and prepared the morning dew tea.

"Taste it."

Taking the cup, Xiao Qingfeng drank lightly, "Well, the fragrance of flowers carries the unique coolness of the morning, Xiaoyuzi, your tea can be described as a must." ”

Smiling lightly, Sikong Yunuo did not speak.

"Xiao Yuzi, the day after tomorrow is the triennial treasure hunting conference, will you go?"

"No, I'm not very interested in that."

Staring at her eyes, Xiao Qingfeng said softly, "It is said that there is a BMW in this treasure hunting conference, named Chasing the Wind." ”

Sikong Yunuo's body shook violently, and his eyes were dyed with boundless pain and loneliness. "I'll go!" Finally, she spat out these two words resolutely.

Xiao Qingfeng's eyes were also a little bleak. It's been a year, and she still can't forget Jun Wuchen! No matter how hard he tried, she looked indifferent, as if nothing had anything to do with her, except for Jun Wuchen and things related to Jun Wuchen.

That's it, she's by his side, and he's satisfied,,,

Three days later, Treasure Lodge

Xuanyuan Mo, the owner of the village, was dressed in a dark robe, and the whole person stood in the ring in high spirits. "Everyone, the old man here to welcome heroes from all sides, this conference, as in previous years, to win the treasure with martial arts, the winner to take away the treasure, this competition, not for anything else, just to learn martial arts, I hope you will throw away personal grievances, peaceful competition. Now, I announce that the competition has officially begun! ‘’

The drums were pounding.

Sikong Yunuo and Xiao Qingfeng sat together, next to them were people from all walks of life from the rivers and lakes. Two big countries, Ling and Liguo sit opposite each other. Among them, some small countries such as the Chu Kingdom, the Celestial Empire Kingdom, and the Feng Kingdom were also scattered.

Sikong Yunuo had just sat down, but he noticed countless lines of sight coming towards him.

Beigong Ling's gaze was full of monstrous surprises, and his uncharmed gaze was amazing, plus a little teasing. Bai Lijin's eyes were full of bitter hatred, and everyone's eyes were full of curiosity. What kind of character is the woman who is with the unequaled son.

Only Baili Jin, with a faint expression, and a bewildering smile on his mouth, only Bai Lijin beside him knew that the hand under his sleeve was clenched tightly, almost grabbing the armrest of the chair! Under the eyes, the waves are turbulent. With a bone-crushing cruelty and boundless hatred, as well as a bit of joy and nervousness that I didn't even perceive.

Sikong Yunuo looked back one by one, facing Beigong Ling, her eyes were undisguised killing intent, and to everyone, it was senseless indifference. To Bai Li Jin, her eyes were dyed with boundless shame and despair. On the face of no charm, she frowned slightly, ascending to the disciple!

However, when her eyes looked at Baili Mark, her heart ached slightly. What's going on?? She had also heard about King Chen's Baili Trace, and when she saw him at this time, he was dressed in a red robe, revealing flamboyance and presumptuousness, and a mask covered his cheeks, making it impossible to see his appearance. Sikong Yunuo only feels that the evil is uninhibited, what kind of heart is it under the appearance of demons?

Beigong Ling saw Baili Trace, and laughed gloomily, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. Jun Wuchen, I can't imagine that you're not dead yet, but it's going to be soon! Do you think moonshine chop is so easy to solve? I'm afraid that the peerless son doesn't have that ability! Seeing him mask covering his face, Beigong Ling thought of the knife marks he had drawn on his face, with cruel pleasure on his face.

Seeing the smile on his face, Bailichen's expression did not change, but his thin lips hooked a cruel arc. This is, the sound on the stage pulled back the waves between the crowd.