The second half of the competition was held in the afternoon, Qu Wanwan ranked second, and it was time for her to finish the intense round of competition, and the people under the stage from Jiangqiao began to discuss, guessing which unlucky guy was against him.

Qu Wanwan straightened the hem of her clothes, and her slender figure took a step calmly.

"Sister Lou, come on!" Red Sleeves grabbed her sleeve and shouted loudly.

This tone is not so much to say to Qu Wanwan as to everyone.

What kind of vision do these people have, why do they think that their own palace master can't beat a mere Jiangqiao, if it weren't for the human design, their own palace master can let him die without a place to bury him as long as he moves his fingers.

The voice of the red sleeves was very loud, so big that Si Yan, who was standing on the high platform, lowered his eyes and looked at this side when he heard this, and his cold eyes reflected the color of Biluo's light shirt.

"I didn't expect Lou Qingqing to be on the river bridge, it seems that winning or losing this time is determined by heaven, and whether Lou Qingqing can enter the heavenly machine gate depends on her personal creation." Jiang Huatian's majestic voice sounded.

There is not much suspense about Lou Qingqing's kung fu victory or defeat, Jiang Huatian said this just to let Si Yan understand a truth, not that he didn't let Lou Qingqing get started, but that it was difficult to disobey God's will.

Jiang Huatian always felt that Si Yan had put too much thought on Lou Qingqing, which made him very unhappy. Si Yan has an upright heart, and he is not very clear about the affection between men and women, which is why he is easy to be confused. Although Si Yan always said that it was just out of that pity, however, the relationship between men and women often began in this way.

Just like you were at the beginning......

I don't know it, and when I understand that my beloved will throw myself into the arms of others in an instant, I will leave him sad for the rest of my life.

When a woman is infatuated, she is the most touching, and when she is ruthless, she is the most ruthless.

Si Yan retracted his gaze, clenched his fists at him, and said bluntly, "Master, there is something else going on in this matter." ”

"Strange?" Jiang Huatian frowned, "Let's hear it." ”

"Originally, Lou Qingqing had another person to test, but today I saw that the list was changed to Jiangqiao, this matter is related to the reputation of Tianjimen, and I didn't dare to say anything. It turned out that I wanted to wait until the end of the competition to talk to the master, but when the master asked me, he revealed the secret. ”

Subsequently, Si Yan explained his handling method to Jiang Huatian 1510.

Jiang Huatian frowned when he listened, and after a long pause, he said, "Si Yan, you handled it very well, this matter is related to the prestige of Tianjimen, and the actions of the people behind it have insulted the master." You have to investigate it so that you can clear the way. ”

"The disciple receives the order." Si Yan said solemnly.

Jiang Huatian bowed his head, turned his head back and looked directly at the test venue, he also had a faint guess in his heart about this exchange, and he just had to pick it out.

Qu Wanwan walked to the test table step by step under the surprised gaze of everyone, she held a long sword in her hand, her slender posture had a fairy spirit, Biluo light shirt danced in the wind with inky black green silk, and her beautiful face faded from tenderness and became extremely resolute.

"Alas! It's a pity that if such a beauty can be in the same door, it is good to feast her eyes every day. ”

"Yes! I thought that Su Xianghan, who was known as the first beauty in the world, was already unmatched, but I never thought that when I saw this first beauty today, she should also be reduced to the second. ”

"The list of Tianjimen is really cruel, let such a beautiful woman face such a strong opponent, this is undoubtedly not for her to go and lose! I only hope that Jiang Qiao can take pity on her appearance for the sake of her appearance, so as not to embarrass her too much. ”

"You still don't know Jiangqiao? He's ......."

The audience was so busy discussing this topic that they completely forgot that writing was a serious test ground.

"Shaoxia turned out to be you!" Qu Wanwan pretended to be surprised and looked at Jiang Qiao.

"Yes! It seems that I have a good relationship with the girl. Jiang Qiao smiled and drew his sword against each other.

"Even if it is fate, I hope that the young man will raise his noble hand more." Qu Wanwan clings to the long sword of Ling Ling's white light.

"Self-will." After Jiang Qiao finished speaking, he took a few steps forward with a long sword and stabbed at Qu Wanwan.

In the end, he agreed to a draw, for fear of hurting her, Jiang Qiao only used five layers of force for the first time.

Qu Wanwan quickly leaned to the right side, narrowly avoiding his sword, and then she held on to the sword and began the first style of the frost swordsmanship "Flying Frost." ”

The delicate figure took off lightly, and when the volley was in the air, the long sword held up the sword flowers like flying frost and cold snow, and the thin and dense sword qi flew towards the river bridge.

Jiang Qiao's eyes didn't even lift it, and his body passed through the sword qi neatly, without any obstacle at all. Just when Jiang Qiao was about to reach in front of him, Qu Wanwan fell to the ground, and her whole body fell backwards and slid straight under Jiang Qiao's arm.

When she reached him, she was extremely quick to show the third form, 'Flying Snow', and Flying Snow and Flying Frost' had completely different moves, Flying Frost was sharper, and Flying Snow was as gentle as snowflakes.

Qu Wanwan wielded a long sword, but she danced like a butterfly, and suddenly this competition was like a kind of anti-martial arts, which made everyone present immerse themselves.

The hem of her skirt swirls into a gorgeous flower, and whether she dodges sideways, attacks or slides backwards, her movements are breathtakingly beautiful.

There is silence, only a touch of carrot color grows with all things.

Si Yan's sight was also attracted, and there was only the vibrant green color in his cool eyes, and there was no contour of the face, only the graceful demeanor and the green silk flying from time to time allowed him to look at it.

Even if he can't see her face, it can still draw his gaze, making him can't help but move, and he wants to see her face more and more.

In an instant, the scene of the test bench changed to the bamboo forest in the early morning, she was still standing in the treetops and dancing with a sword, and he stopped on the ground like this, looking up at her with his eyes, like a fairy dancing in the wind.

That face, I want to see.

The silent voice flowed through Si Yan's limbs, and his willpower became unprecedentedly firm because of this voice, even so, the person in front of him was still blank without outline.

Si Yan held the Yuhua Sword tightly, and a touch of gloom crossed his eyes, and his eyes gradually became cloudy because of the loss. In order not to let people find out that he closed his eyes a little and wanted to hide, that is, in this closed and open his eyes, his whole body suddenly froze.

His world was changed.

He couldn't believe it, for the first time he saw that beautiful face clearly and clearly, no longer blurred, no longer imaginary. It's what it really looks like and what it looks like in his eyes.

Si Yan's eyelids trembled violently, and he couldn't stop for a long time.

He hardly dared to close his eyes lest the scenery in front of him disappear, and he tried to remember the face that was incredibly beautiful, the first face he had seen for the first time.

However, despite his reluctance to close his eyes, the scene in front of him was rapidly fading according to irreversible circumstances. From the autumn eyes to the erect nose, in the end, even the remaining thin vermilion lips turned into ashes.

Blank again, gray.