In recent times, the atmosphere at Yelian Temple has been a little tense.

The craftsmen outside are still working overtime to build houses and temples, the buildings of the main peak Ailao Mountain have been almost built, most of the craftsmen have been transferred to the West Mountain or the South Mountain, and only a small number of craftsmen are left, and the buildings on the main peak are still being polished more carefully.

This made the summit square seem a lot quieter, and even seemed a little quiet.

Zhu Xinnuo and Shishan were busy dealing with the affairs of the two cities, leaving early and returning late every day, while Han Chengyu and Jin Honeysuckle were supervising the logging area and quarrying area, and in the end, only Yuanli was left alone in Yelian Temple.

Although there should be no enemies to attack Yelian Temple, I am not afraid of 10,000, I am afraid that in case, it will be safer to leave one person here.

What's more, Song Jianqiu and Zhou Qingli were busy carrying out surprise promotions before leaving, staying in the room almost all day and all night without coming out, and Yuanli's stay was also to protect the safety of the two.

Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the evening of this day, on the summit square, there was a sudden sound of the beautiful piano, although there was no tune into music, but even if it was a single Zheng Zheng, it seemed very pleasant and good.

However, mixed with the sound of the piano, there was also the sound of swords clashing, which made Zhu Xinnuo, who had just come back, think that something had happened, and hurriedly went up to the mountain, only to see that in the wide square, Song Jianqiu and Zhou Qingli, who had not been seen for a long time, were practicing.

One wields a spear and the other wields a sword. The nine-tone string spectrum attack comes with a sonic attack, and the more soul power consumed, the stronger the sound wave will be.

And Zhou Qingli's swordsmanship is naturally learned from Jianfeng Mountain, although his current painting soul possession method is no longer hindered, but this swordsmanship, he has never been abandoned, has always been diligent practice, so far, has reached a higher realm, from threading needles and embroidery, to the realm of rough refinement.

I think that at the beginning, when he first practiced swordsmanship, he used this swordsmanship because there were too many details, and it seemed a little girly, but now, when he performed it again, it was wide open and closed, thick and thin.

I saw that the body of the Immortal Flawed Sword was red, blazing like fire, hidden but not emitting, waving, a red shadow swayed, and before it got close, the heat had already forced it and pounced on it.

The stone spirit spear emitted a burst of piano sounds, and the sound waves spread out as they waved, and the collision continued to stir up.

The two struggled for a while, Song Jianqiu seized an opportunity, and the stone spirit spear stabbed straight through, the tip of the spear pierced the air, blurred, and there was a scene like piercing flowing water.

This is naturally the first form of the nine-tone string notation: small bridges and flowing water!

With a smooth sound, the piercing was so indistinct that it was impossible to tell where the shot was going to go.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingli also took out real kung fu, and the Immortal Flawed Sword pulled up the sword flower, and it was entangled with the stone spirit spear, and directly cracked this style.

Song Jianqiu was naturally unwilling, and after getting rid of the entanglement, there was another sound of rushing water, and the second type of alpine flowing water immediately shot.

Zhou Qingli responded with a sword and avoided it safely again.

However, Song Jianqiu is endless, and the nine-tone string score has successively used three pools of the moon, three alleys of plum blossoms, and one blue water and sky. These three moves took this one move after another, and Zhou Qingli dealt with it, and one move was more reluctant than the other.

For the nine-tone string score, Song Jianqiu once studied with Zhou Qingli, and naturally knew this set of marksmanship, a total of six killing moves, now the former has used five styles, and there is still the last one, he was already ready, and when he took the last one, he suddenly saw that the other party's gun style changed, and the sound of the piano gradually evolved into a grand and solemn Sanskrit sound, which made him stunned.

Huh——!

The loud Sanskrit sound rushed like a tsunami, and before it was close, Zhou Qingli had already been oppressed and retreated a few steps back.

He finally stopped, took a deep breath, raised the Immortal Sword, and suddenly, the blazing light bloomed in all directions, like a small sun.

Obviously, he is also fighting with all his might.

It's too late, it's fast, in the blink of an eye, Sanskrit and the sun collided together, the shock wave spread, and the bright light was like the sun falling, dazzling, so that Zhu Xinnuo and the others who were watching couldn't look directly, and the spread shock wave made the long hair flutter and the skirt hunted.

The collision between the two sides naturally could not be harmless, and the two had already expected it, so they chose the location of the exchange on the smelting square, where the floor tiles are protected by the Dharma, which is stronger than the one on the summit square, but even so, the diffuse shock wave will cause damage to the floor on the summit square.

Fortunately, as the shock wave spread, the Sanskrit scriptures carved on the ground lit up, protecting the floor from harm. The shock waves came one after another, and the scriptures were also lit up one by one like a marquee.

After more than ten seconds, the impact subsided, and then looked at the two people on the field, they all looked a little embarrassed.

Looking at Song Jianqiu opposite, Zhou Qingli showed a wry smile on her face, this girl is taking revenge on him for kissing her last time! Fortunately, this is not a life-and-death struggle, so both sides have converged, and naturally no one was injured, and it looks like a draw.

Zhou Qingli put away his sword, walked over, and asked, "What was that move just now?" How do I remember that there is no such formula in the nine-tone string staff? ”

"The Buddha said Canaan! I'm my own! Song Jianqiu replied coldly.

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhou Qingli grabbed his arm.

The former turned his head with a puzzled look on his face, but Zhou Qingli did not respond to her, but grabbed her hand in his hand.

Feeling the other party's hand holding his hand, Song Jianqiu was slightly stunned, and then his face began to burn again for some reason.

"Let it go!" Song Jianqiu glanced at it and found that in addition to Yuanli and Xiaohua at the scene, Zhu Xinnuo and Shi Shan had also returned at some point.

In front of so many people, she couldn't have a seizure, so she could only scold in a low voice.

"Don't let it go!" Zhou Qingli not only didn't let go of his hand, but grabbed it tighter: "Don't let go for the rest of your life!" ”

"You ——!" Song Jianqiu didn't know if this was a love story, but after she heard it, her face turned red to the root of her back ear.

Originally, Zhu Xinnuo and Shi Shan were about to walk over and say a few words, but when they saw this scene from afar, they couldn't help but slow down a little, and they didn't know if they should step forward and be a light bulb or something.

Song Jianqiu was a little panicked when he was caught by Zhou Qingli, and he struggled a few times, but instead of breaking free, he blushed and panted, so he could only glance at Zhou Qingli fiercely.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qingli knew that if he didn't let go, the other party would really be angry, so he let go of his hand with a smile on his face.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Song Jianqiu turned around and left angrily.

Seeing Song Jianqiu leaving, Zhou Qingli was not in a hurry, and raised his hand to say hello to Zhu Xinnuo and Shi Shan, and then followed.

Seeing the two of them leave one after the other, Shi Shan couldn't help scratching his head and asked Zhu Xinnuo, "Haven't you confirmed the relationship between Zhou Qingli and Miss Zhou yet?" ”

"Seems to be." Zhu Xinnuo nodded and said.

"I thought they were both engaged!" Shi Shan was a little puzzled, and said: "Obviously, when Zhou Qing was away, Miss talked about him, and she was very happy, why is it that now that people are here, they get along day and night, but they are awkward again!" ”

"Who knows!" Zhu Xinnuo shrugged, she could only feel that Song Jianqiu was very entangled in her heart, and she didn't know what she was worried about and afraid of, so that she couldn't see her true thoughts in her heart.

"Huh? Aren't you also a woman? Can't you understand what women think? Ishiyama wondered.

"Are you a man, can you understand what Ah Dong is thinking?" Zhu Xinnuo said angrily.

"I know he's talked about it more than once!" Ishiyama touched his chin and said.

“……！” When Zhu Xinnuo heard this, he was speechless, and finally he could only retreat in defeat, and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you!" After speaking, he ignored the stone mountain and walked in the direction of Yelian Temple.

After a tired day, she wants to take a good rest, and then she has to practice!

The young lady is getting stronger and stronger, and they can't be a burden!

Not to mention that Zhu Xinnuo was going to rest, only that after Zhou Qingli followed Song Jianqiu into Yelian Temple, he had been following the latter, which made Song Jianqiu, who had planned to go back to his room, not go in when he walked to the door of his room, but continued to walk forward.

Zhou Qingli didn't care, just looked lazy and followed behind.

Seeing that he was about to circle in the passage, Song Jianqiu finally couldn't help but stop, turned around, and asked, "What have you been following me for?" ”

"I'd like to talk to you!" Zhou Qingli said.

"What are you talking about? What is there to talk about? As soon as Song Jianqiu saw Zhou Qingli now, he remembered the scene where he was forcibly kissed, and suddenly said angrily.

"There's a lot to talk about!" Zhou Qingli put his hands behind his head and approached closely: "For example, what do you think in your heart?" What are you afraid of? It's impossible to fall in love just because of practicing Buddhism! ”

"Talk...... What kind of love are you talking about!? This word was like poking Song Jianqiu's soft underbelly, and she only felt goosebumps, almost making her jump.

Seeing that Zhou Qing was getting closer and closer, Song Jianqiu recalled the situation in the room at that time, even if he turned around to leave, but the former's movements were faster, his figure flashed, and he stopped in front of the latter, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Song Jianqiu's slender and delicate waist, and when he turned around, he pressed her against the wall of the passage.

"What the hell are you thinking?" Zhou Qingli pressed Song Jianqiu against the wall, and looked at the latter's eyes with deep eyes: "What are you afraid of?" ”

"You're ......! Let me go! Song Jianqiu frowned, did not answer the other party's question, only stretched out his hand and wanted to hit the other party, but before his hand was raised, he was grabbed by Zhou Qingli and pressed against the wall.

it! The hand point is fast, and it is more directly!!

(End of chapter)