The spear was long and the hand was short, Ye Qingning naturally couldn't attack Ye Qiu again, but Ye Qiu's spear was able to pierce a hole in his lower abdomen.

He could only give up the attack, and on the side of his body, the spear rubbed against his lower abdomen and stabbed out.

The spear was cold, but there was a burning pain in the lower abdomen.

It's a feeling that people who haven't experienced it, can't feel.

With this shot, Ye Qiu's body rolled on the snow, and he staggered past Ye Qingning.

Ye Qingning stopped and looked down at his lower abdomen.

At this moment, the shirt on his lower abdomen had been completely torn, and a long bruise could be clearly seen, and the bruise was surrounded by scarlet blood.

He reached out and touched the bruise, turned to stare at Ye Qiu, his brows furrowed, and his killing intent was clear.

He really didn't expect that Ye Qiu would not only dodge his own attack, but also launch a counterattack immediately.

In the past few years, even among spiritual monks of the same level, such a situation has rarely been encountered.

Of course, he didn't know that when he fought with others, most of them were to the point, and both sides had some scruples.

Over time, this scruple lurked in the depths of his heart, but he didn't notice it.

And Ye Qiu is different.

Since Ye Qiu can remember, his surroundings are full of crises, so he has an unusually keen sense of smell for danger.

When he was fourteen years old, because of his health, he was thrown into a gambling house where fish and dragons were mixed. For the past two years, he has lived a life of licking blood from the knife almost every day.

Every time there is a battle, it must be a decisive battle, a battle to the death.

Two completely different ways determine two completely different outcomes.

Ye Qiu stood up, the ice spear plunged into the snow, and his body was as straight as a spear.

Ye Qingning looked at him, and he was inexplicably a little timid.

This kind of cowardice is not the fear of the knife, but more like the fear of Ye Qiu.

It was a strange feeling for him.

His right hand was slowly clenched in the void, and it was actually a wooden sword that was directly condensed.

He gently wiped his left hand on his lower abdomen, and the bruise actually dissipated a lot.

This is the special feature of wood properties - healing, repairing.

Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of solemnity.

Snow was falling and soon piled up on his head and shoulders, but he didn't know it.

It's as if the sky is falling, and he won't pay attention.

He stood there motionless, with no intention of attacking or defending, as motionless as a gun.

If he didn't move, Ye Qingning had to move.

Ye Qingning first snorted coldly, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and quickly rushed towards Ye Qiu.

At this moment, he has a bit of the momentum of charging into battle.

Go forward bravely and see death as home.

The distance between the two was not far from him, so he didn't run a few steps before he arrived in front of Ye Qiu, raising his wooden sword with both hands and stabbing directly at Ye Qiu's Adam's apple.

Ye Qiu moved, the spear in his hand suddenly pulled out the snow, bringing up countless remnants of snow, the remnants of snow had not completely detached from the handle of the gun, but the head of the spear had already pointed at Ye Qingning's eyebrows.

At this moment, it seems that the two of them are completely life-for-life play.

If Ye Qingning continued to attack Ye Qiu, then Ye Qiu would undoubtedly be pierced through his throat by the wooden sword, and similarly, his eyebrows would also be pierced by Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu didn't have any skills, so he could only wait for Ye Qingning to strike first.

No matter what kind of great skill, there will be flaws.

What he has to do is to find this flaw.

One hit kills.

The wooden sword that Ye Qingning stabbed at Ye Qiu suddenly lifted upward, actually raising the cold ice spear a few feet higher, and the wooden sword in his hand actually cracked quickly, as if it had come to life, and continued to wrap up along the spear, and soon wrapped Ye Qiu's entire arm.

Ye Qiu's face changed miserably in an instant, he really didn't expect that the "Body-binding" skill could be activated like this.

This change came too suddenly, and suddenly Ye Qiu didn't have time to respond.

The corners of Ye Qingning's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sneer, the five fingers of his right hand were together, pecking directly at Ye Qiu's eyes, and his left hand smashed directly into Ye Qiu's chest.

Ye Qiu's right hand was charged, and it was impossible for his left hand to block two attacks at the same time.

At the last moment, he formed his left hand into a palm to protect his eyes.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Ye Qiu's whole person flew backwards.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, stained red with snowflakes, a little more bewitching than the plum blossoms.

Between the bright red and the snow-white, a purple streamer crashed into Ye Qingning.

The speed of this streamer is as fast as lightning.

Ye Qingning's smile hadn't even disappeared yet, and his whole face seemed to freeze suddenly.

At the center of his eyebrows, a dark blue knife was nailed.

The knife did not nail into Ye Qingning's eyebrows, but just between the skin and the bone.

Despite this, Ye Qingning was still frightened, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

The circles of light emitted from the knife suppressed the spiritual power on his body in the depths of his body.

Ye Qiu got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and rubbed his chest with his right hand.

He walked towards Ye Qingning step by step, scolding, "Lao Tzu has said it, if I don't beat you down today, Lao Tzu won't be called Ye Qiu." ”

He walked very slowly, but Ye Qingning didn't move at all, not even a sound.

Then everyone only saw Ye Qiu walking in front of Ye Qingning, first slapping Ye Qingning to the ground, then kicking Ye Qingning's lower abdomen, and then a punch and kick that split his head and covered his face.

This scene made the people around him stunned and frightened.

What the hell just happened?

Ye Qingning, who had the upper hand, why did he suddenly fall into such a miserable field?

The transition between the two is too strange and too unbelievable.

After Ye Qiu gave Ye Qingning another kick, he said, "The reason why you are still alive is because you are also surnamed Ye." ”

After speaking, he looked at Ye Huaan on the side.

Ye Hua'an was already in a state of despair, but he was stared at by Ye Qiu at the moment, and a smile was hurriedly put on his face.

Ye Qiu asked coldly, "You also want to try?"

Ye Huaan naturally glanced at Ye Qingning on the snow, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "The third young master said that he laughed, even if he borrowed ten guts from me, he wouldn't dare to do anything with the third young master." ”

Ye Qiu ignored him and looked at Ye Dong on the side.

Ye Dong stood in the wind and snow with a smile.

She has always believed in Ye Qiu, and since she was a child, she has never had a trace of doubt.

Even if he had made an extremely absurd decision, even if he had been thrown out of the Ye family, even if no one in the world believed him, she would choose to believe him and support him......

Ye Qiu walked towards Ye Dong, and Ye Dong jumped to Ye Qiu's side with joy, holding his arms with both hands.

Ye Huaan didn't forget to say in a loud voice: "Third Young Master, go slowly." ”

Compared to everyone present, Xiong Da Xiong Er was much calmer, but he still reached out to wipe the sweat on his head and quickly followed Ye Qiu.

They had seen Ye Qiu's methods, but it was the first time they had seen such cruelty.

Even if this Ye Qingning doesn't die, it is estimated that he will have to lie in bed for more than half a year.

As soon as they thought of this, they had to worry about Ye Qiu again.

What would happen if Ye Qingshu came back and saw his younger brother like this?

......

Technical Building.

As the name suggests, it's where skills are placed.

Although many skills are inherited from the natal spirit beast, there are also some skills that can be cultivated by themselves.

Although the lethality is not as good as the skills directly inherited, the skills are not overwhelming.

If you're out and about, maybe one more skill will give you a few more years to live.

According to the rules of the Ye family, anyone who awakens the natal spirit beast can go to the skill building to choose a skill that suits him.

After that, you must cultivate to the spirit master before you can enter the technical building again.

At this moment, Ye Dong pulled Ye Qiu and stood outside the gate of the technical building.

The technical building has a total of four floors, which is not high, nor big.

The door of the technical building is open all the year round, and there is only one old man to take care of the entire technical building.

Ye Qiu has only been to the technical building once since he was a child, and he has only seen the old man once.

It was when he was a child that he was poisoned and was sent here by his father to detoxify him by the old man.

Now that seven or eight years have passed, Ye Qiu has even forgotten the old man's appearance.

At this moment, the old man was burying his head in a book, and seemed to be asleep.

Ye Dong knocked on the registration table, the old man raised his head a little lazily, his eyes narrowed into a line, looked at the two casually, and then yawned.

"One person can only take one set of skills, and after choosing one, register with me. With that, he buried his head in the book again and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Qiu originally wanted to say thank you, but it was not easy to disturb at the moment, so he had to turn around a little helplessly.

Ye Dong suddenly asked, "Brother, how did you get the knife you used just now?"

This abrupt remark startled Ye Qiu.

Ye Dong continued: "You gave up your spiritual power to cultivate your vitality, just because of this knife, right?"

Ye Qiu nodded, and didn't mean to hide it: "After this thing appeared, it began to dispel the spiritual power in my body, and you should be able to see that this knife has an extremely strong suppression effect on spiritual power and spirit beasts." ”

Ye Dong nodded, but his brows furrowed slightly: "Then it ...... to your spirit beast?"

Ye Qiu explained: "I'm also very strange, not only does this little knife not suppress my spirit beast, but there seems to be some kind of wonderful resonance between the two. ”

He suddenly smiled: "Maybe my awakening is not a spirit beast at all." ”

Ye Dong was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "It's not a spirit beast?"

The old man lying in the book moved his body, as if in a dream, and whispered: "There are fish in the north and feed on dragons...... Heaven and earth have spirits, and dragons are honored...... Qiankun is angry, hold the yuan and keep a ......"

He spoke in fits and starts, in a daze.

Ye Dong didn't understand.

She looked at Ye Qiu, who was looking for skills, and said silently: "Spirit power, spirit beast, vitality...... Strength...... Primal Beast?"

She looked up and thought for a long time.

She suddenly smiled, and smiled comfortably, happily, and truly.

Then she was like a little sheep, jumping up and down to keep up with Ye Qiu.

Maybe it was because she was really happy, she jumped up all of a sudden, wrapped her hands around Ye Qiu's neck, and wrapped her legs around Ye Qiu's waist, so that her whole body was carried by Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu was concentrating on selecting skills, and when he was caught off guard, his body naturally leaned forward and hit the bookshelf where the books were placed, the bookshelf shook a little, and a dark blue scroll rolled to the ground.