The wind and rain outside the hall continued, and although it was daylight, the world was as dark as the night.

Hearing Chu Wenhong's words, Red Sleeves was in an uproar, and many people showed angry looks.

Chen Yi's eyes erupted with fire, staring closely at Chu Wenhong standing among the guests, and said: "How can this be true, this is the Tianyun Kingdom, not your White Lion Country, let alone your Tianhe Sect!

There were many monks in Tianyun Country, and they accounted for seventy percent of the guests, but only Chen Yi stood up.

The audience fell silent, because this person was Chen Yi.

Everyone looked at him.

The purple robe of the Martial Mansion on his body was dignified, just like his sky-high sword intent.

If it was normal to say this, everyone would just laugh at it, but Chen Yi was different.

As one of the two top forces in Tianyun Country, the Young Sect Master of the Sword Sect of Tianyun Martial Mansion, his words and deeds represent Tianyun Martial Mansion, and can even represent Tianyun's half-national will!

Xi Li'er's eyes flashed, and when the audience was indifferent, only Chen Yi stood up, she naturally knew who Chen Yi was for.

Chu Wenhong smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter if I'm qualified or not. What really matters is that everybody's on board, isn't it?"

Jingyu Hou Nanmen Kang also spoke, and said: "I think Chu Daoyou Gudao is hearty, although the way is a little inappropriate, but it is also out of a sincere heart, since it has been proposed, let us all the people in the world judge justice together, wouldn't it be right." What's more, Red Sleeves is known as the No. 1 Sect in Tianyun, so he doesn't even have the confidence to face the challenge of a delicate woman who was once expelled from the Sect, or is he really ashamed?"

As soon as the words landed, many guests from all over the world echoed them.

There were many cultivators refining gods and half-step refining gods in the field, and the monks of Tianyun Kingdom were forced by strong pressure, and they didn't even dare to speak out, but just watched the situation gradually fall to the side.

Obviously, Chu Wenhong had expected that someone would speak out against it, and when he started the layout, he colluded with Nanmen Kang and others.

Chen Yi was still about to speak, but Xi Li'er spoke.

"Li'er thanked Gongzi Chen first, but since Fu Mingyue wants to come to seek justice and compete with Red Sleeves, our Red Sleeves will naturally not back down, she wants to fight, and our Red Sleeves will fight. ”

Hearing that Xi Li'er responded directly, Xia Luoqiu sighed lightly, but did not speak, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

The corners of Chu Wenhong's mouth raised slightly, and the words of Nanmen Kang were heart-wrenching, and the effect of agitation was obvious, Xi Li'er was really as Fu Mingyue said, and she would not be able to sit still and fight directly.

......

Chen Yi couldn't help but be extremely worried when he saw Xi Li'er's response, and wanted to stop Xi Li'er, but was stopped by Shen Xinghe.

It's still the same sentence, wait and see what happens.

At this moment, the vast Purple Mansion Palace Que Diagram was constantly fluttering in the sky above the hall, and the endgame chessboard was standing quietly on the ground.

Now, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Everyone is looking forward to how this unique feast will unfold.

Fu Mingyue walked on the long road paved with rose petals, and when she was in the middle, she looked at the graceful figure who was nervous on the stage, smiled charmingly, and finally stopped.

After sitting down under the gaze of many people, she took out an ice-blue guqin.

There are six strings on the lyre.

Many people began to be surprised, the five strings of the piano are already a law, but they didn't expect Fu Mingyue's piano to have six strings.

Xi Li'er's eyes became sharper and sharper, and she had gradually felt the pressure that Fu Mingyue had put on her.

Xue Tianyi's eyes showed surprise, and said: "I didn't expect that after six years, Fu Mingyue, the witch, has realized the way of the six strings like Sister Li'er, Lan Lan, can Sister Li'er beat her." ”

Ling Xue said: "It's hard to say, now Fu Mingyue hasn't made a move, so I can't judge, but what is certain is that this time the red sleeves are probably very dangerous." ”

Xue Tianyi's eyes flashed slightly, revealing a little hesitation, and finally couldn't help but say: "If Sister Li'er loses, Lan Lan will make a move......

Hearing Xue Tianyi's words, Ling Xue was stunned.

didn't answer, just looked deeply, Fu Mingyue, who had already put her slender jade hand on the strings at this moment.

She understood that maybe Fu Mingyue's goal was to destroy the red sleeves, but Chu Wenhong was obviously a drunkard who didn't mean to drink.

Chu Wenhong's real goal is himself.

He'd seen his lyre, and what he wanted was to force himself to do his best.

Although I don't know what his purpose is, now that many princes are listed, it is better to keep a low profile.

Seeing that Ling Xue didn't reply, Xue Tianyi's eyes were slightly gloomy at first, but then she pursed her lips and smiled in relief.

The relationship between Ling Xue and Red Sleeves is different from her, and there is not such a deep bond.

Now it is understandable that Ling Xue wants to be alone, and if Ling Xue can be safe, she is also happy.

After all, her heart had belonged to Ling Xue since she confessed that night, or even earlier.

Even if the city is already full of wind and rain outside the palace.

If she's well, it's a sunny day.

"Bell!"

Just when the two of them were thinking about it, Fu Mingyue suddenly plucked the strings.

The sound of the piano was crisp, falling on the ears of the red-sleeved people, but it was like a sharp sword suddenly on their necks, making their expressions tense.

Fu Mingyue said: "The four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, choose what you are best at and challenge me." ”

Although Mu Siyu is a famous man, she is just an ordinary red-sleeved woman after all, how has she ever seen such a battle.

The princes were watching, and she could barely breathe under the pressure.

And sitting not far from him, waiting for his challenge, is a half-step god refining monk who can fight with Xia Luoqiu.

Although she is ashamed of Mingyue in her heart, it is too difficult for her to challenge.

But she knew that this was not the time to back down.

"I ...... Challenge your piano skills. Mu Siyu's voice trembled a little.

Playing in the hand, it is the qin song "Guan Shanyue", which has high requirements for the technique of pressing more and more and passing the strings in quick succession.

However, because of the nervousness in my heart, I made a lot of mistakes when I crossed the strings quickly, and the more wrong I was, the more nervous I was, and finally the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the beautiful pretty face was ashamed like a fire burning clouds.

Fu Mingyue smiled slightly, didn't play, but asked gently, "Do you want to do it again?"

Many guests burst into laughter, and Fu Mingyue seemed to ask gently, but it was a hot slap in the face of the red-sleeved people.

Before Mu Siyu went down, a beautiful woman wearing a blue shirt, a slender and delicate figure, and a jade face like a flower walked up to the stage with a cold face.

Lan Zhuxuan, the third woman with a famous posture to participate in the group banquet this time.

She looked at Fu Mingyue with anger in her eyes, and said, "I'm here to challenge your painting skills!"

Lan Zhuxuan is best at painting, and is even called a little painter by the red-sleeved woman.

Although there is still a lot of gap between Xiao Xiaoxiao and Xiao Xiaoxiao in painting, if she only talks about painting art, she only thinks that she is not much worse than Xiao Xiaoxiao.

Fu Mingyue turned a blind eye to the anger on her face, pointed to the huge painting scroll suspended in the air, and said: "In terms of painting art, copying can test a person's basic skills the most. ”

Although the map of the Purple Mansion Palace was a generation of great Confucian Sima Sheng at that time, it took a full day and a night of hard work to complete the whole map.

But copying is different.

One is creation, the other is imitation, and the two have very different meanings.

Three hours is enough to draw this painting completely, and as for the amount of detail, it is just the difference in the basic skills of sketching.

"No problem. On the one hand, Lan Zhuxuan couldn't get used to looking down on Fu Mingyue, and on the other hand, he also wanted to prove himself. Now that Fu Mingyue finished talking about the rules, after judging that there was no problem with the rules, he immediately agreed.

Fu Mingyue stretched out her hand and pointed, and a two-person-high piece of white rice paper flew towards Lan Zhuxuan.

With a cold snort, Lan Zhuxuan took the rice paper and spread it out directly on the stage.

Raise your hand and shoot out four nails, fixing the paper that was almost folded back.

"Let's get started. ”

Lan Zhuxuan began to paint, she was already a beautiful person, and the appearance of concentrating on painting at this moment was even more beautiful and moving, and the eyes of many guests flashed.

However, after the guests noticed Fu Mingyue here, their flashing eyes were a little more meaningless smile.

Xiao Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, and she said coldly: "I haven't seen her for six years, this demon girl can't help but be better at disguise, and she is also a lot better at supporting her skills." ”

After about a cup of tea, Lan Zhuxuan had already finished drawing part of the palace map, and looked up to see Fu Mingyue's progress, but saw that she hadn't even taken out the drawing paper, just looked at herself with a smile.

Fu Mingyue said: "Half an hour later, I'll start writing again." ”

Lan Zhuxuan's silver teeth gritted secretly, feeling that she had been insulted, but since Fu Mingyue was so big, she wanted to see Fu Mingyue's remorse when she was defeated.

Without any further delay, Lan Zhuxuan was once again immersed in the Purple Mansion Palace, and the speed of depiction was even much faster than before.

Half an hour, no more, no less, when Lan Zhuxuan had just finished painting, Fu Mingyue also took out the drawing paper and spread out the painting on the spacious rose road.

Although the texture is soft, it has no significant impact on her painting art.

As soon as Fu Mingyue made a move, a judgment was made between the two, only to see her hands flowing smoothly, and after a while, she copied the corner of the palace.

The guests nodded their heads and talked about it, and some even began to laugh at Redsleeves' abilities.

Feeling the tense atmosphere at this group banquet, thinking that Ling Xue might have lost all her cultivation and was at the center of the turmoil, Xiang Feiying's eyes flashed a little worried, and he explained a few words to a bloody night monk beside him.

The Bloody Night Monk nodded in agreement and quietly left through the side door of the temple.

Xia Youran noticed Xiang Feiying's movements and smiled slightly.

Looking back at the golden herald in his hand, the spark of flame on it was slowly burning, a symbol that had already been used.

Three hours passed in a flash, Lan Zhuxuan looked at the picture scroll in Fu Mingyue's hand with a pale face, but he had already completed the entire Purple Mansion Palace, and the details were also extremely exquisite, and it could almost be seen from a distance.

"How could it be ......"

On the other hand, the picture scroll in his hand has just completed ninety percent of the Purple Mansion Palace, not to mention carving and polishing those details.

The most important thing is that Fu Mingyue still waited for half an hour before starting to paint, under the advantages of one and the other, how big does the gap between the two need to be to form such a strong contrast!

Hearing the faint guidance of the guests, the faces of the red-sleeved people sank like water.

One after another, women stood on the stage to challenge Fu Mingyue, however, no matter which of the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Fu Mingyue won with an overwhelming victory.

If you don't count Xili'er and them, Ling Xue is the only one left with a famous appearance.

After realizing Fu Mingyue's progress in the past six years, many people in the red sleeves began to feel a feeling called despair.

Ling Xue knew that it was time to move on her own, and her eyes flickered, ready to get up.

But at this time, Xiao Xiaoxiao suddenly said: "Lan Lan, you are not her opponent, just watch it from the audience, I will accept Fu Mingyue's challenge." ”

Hearing Xiao Xiaoxiao's words, Ling Xue remembered that she still had the existence of a blood slave contract on her body, and she would unconsciously help herself.

......

The four famous men with red sleeves finally appeared, and the moment Xiao Xiaoxiao stood up, the scene instantly boiled.

Xiao Xiao's smile is like the morning glow reflecting the snow, and her temperament is far better than the red-sleeved woman who played before, only such a woman can control the current scene.

Yu Chifeng's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to Zhao Wuji beside him: "Zhao Daoyou, the excitement is finally here." ”

Zao Wou-Ki smiled and said, "Indeed, I have been waiting for the famous man with red sleeves to make a move." ”

However, although Zao Wou-Ki said so, his heart turned rapidly.

As a thief, he was able to live peacefully until now, and even when Li Guozhong encountered difficulties, he was in a hurry, talked to Captain Chi Feng, won Yu Chi Feng's favor, and successfully resolved the crisis, Zao Wouji's mind is beyond doubt.

At this moment, he naturally noticed something strange.

The princes of the world are now coming for Ling Xue, but Chu Wenhong has not mentioned the word Su Lanlan since he appeared, but has been targeting the red sleeves, but he doesn't know what medicine is sold in his gourd.

After all, Ling Xue was the first woman to make her move, although there was no unforgettable feeling, but he couldn't let Ling Xue fall into the trap easily.

He was trying to think about what to do if there was an accident next.

Xiao Xiaoxiao was already standing on the stage at this time, looking at Fu Mingyue in the distance, and said: "I have to admit that you have really improved a lot in the past six years, and it seems that you have indeed used a lot of kung fu in bed to the four arts." ”

Although it is a compliment, the meaning of contempt and ridicule is obvious.

Fu Mingyue smiled slightly and said, "It's useless to be quick to speak, let's see the real chapter under your hands." ”

The words fell, and two picture scrolls appeared in the hands of the two at the same time.

smiled at Shang Xiao, but Fu Mingyue didn't dare to hold it up again.

Xiao smiled and said, "If you let me for half an hour, I want to see if you dare." ”

Fu Mingyue said: "In order not to let you lose too badly, I still tried with you." ”

Xiao Xiaoxiao snorted coldly and began to paint.

Lan Zhuxuan, who was in the audience, saw Xiao Xiaoxiao's incomparably smooth pen power, as well as the ability to never forget just a few glances at the Purple Mansion Palace, and his eyes were complicated.

She thought that Xiao Xiaoxiao was better than her, but she had an unparalleled talent in painting, but now when she saw it, she realized that she was still too naïve, even if it was just painting, Xiao Xiaoxiao was not comparable to her.

The light of the moon pearl slowly circulated on the pretty faces of the two beautiful women, and hundreds of lanterns outside the hall were still fluttering in the wind and rain, and the candlelight was swaying.

The two fought inseparably, and the guests could feel the danger between the brushstrokes from the two of them.

Fu Mingyue saw Xiao Xiaoxiao chasing after her, but she was not nervous at all, just smiled slightly.

However, after this smile, her speed has made a qualitative leap, and I saw that there was a faint purple light in her bright eyes.

"The meaning of the Purple Mansion!"

Sensing Fu Mingyue's changes, Xiao Xiaoxiao felt bad in her heart, and after a closer look, her heart jumped suddenly.

Only to find out that Fu Mingyue had already comprehended the meaning of the Purple Mansion of the Great Confucian Sima Sheng from this picture of the Purple Mansion Palace!

Although it is only a fragmented purple mansion, it can still greatly improve the accuracy and speed of the painter's painting, and it is quite a meaning in painting.

"Xiaoxiao is going to lose. ”

Feeling the change in Fu Mingyue, Ling Xue muttered to herself.

She understood that Xiao Xiaoxiao had no other hole cards to counterattack.

Sure enough, the situation reversed abruptly, although Xiao Xiaoxiao became more and more engrossed and increased her speed, but she still couldn't compare to Fu Mingyue's speed increase, and in the progress of painting, Fu Mingyue gradually opened up the gap.

"An hour and a half!"

Fu Mingyue's pen tip was finally a little on the drawing paper, and a complete picture of the Purple Mansion Palace was completed immediately.

The audience was shocked, and it could be seen that Fu Mingyue really didn't use any vitality at all, purely relying on superb painting skills, even if it was the meaning of Zifu, it was also a kind of use in painting.

Fu Mingyue said: "It's a pity, you lost Xiao Xiaoxiao." ”

Xiao Xiaoxiao glanced at the unfinished picture scroll at the moment, and said, "Because it's not me who wants to win you, Xili'er will definitely win you." ”

After speaking, Xiao Xiaoxiao walked off the stage by himself.

The bright red and spacious stage was suddenly empty.

The defeat of the famous leader is an unprecedented blow to the red sleeves, because the famous leader represents the highest level of the four arts and four ways of the red sleeves.

"I'll meet her!" Li Xiaobai was furious and wanted to go on stage, but was held by a slender and white hand.

Xi Lier said: "In terms of poetry and books, you are not her opponent, you know very well. ”

Li Xiaobai took a deep breath and said, "But ......"

Xi Li'er said: "I have been waiting for this battle for a long time, every day and every night, I thought that the humiliation of the year could never be washed away. Now that I have this opportunity, I want to take back all the shame I endured back then. ”

Xi Li'er stood up, her long hair fluttering like a waterfall, and walked onto the stage step by step.

Under everyone's amazed gaze, Xi Li'er gently stroked the white cat on her neck and asked, "Are you ready?" ”

"Alright. Nian's cat's eyes became sharper and sharper, as if there was some kind of connection between the two, and a layer of red gradually appeared in Xi Li'er's bright eyes.

The laughter of the audience finally stopped, and all eyes were focused on this girl who was known as the leader of the red sleeves.

"I'm here to fight you. ”

The red eyes faintly looked at the incomparable slender figure in the distance, and Xi Li'er finally spoke.

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