Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Rift

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The candle flame swayed with the breeze, reflected in Ling'er's eyes, coupled with the bright light of the pearl, Ling'er's eyes seemed to be flashing with a different kind of light at this moment.

"This bead is so beautiful!Xiaofan, is this bead for me?" Ling'er looked at Xiaofan and said, her eyes were already full of hope.

There is no girl who doesn't like beautiful things, and there are few daughter's items on the bamboo peak, which makes this shiny bead even more precious, and Ling'er already liked it when she saw this bead for the first time.

"Yes, senior sister, this bead is for you. Xiao Fan smiled and said.

"Senior sister, this bead has the function of beautifying and nourishing the skin, it is perfect for you, I hope you can like it!" Xiaofan looked at Ling'er, gritted his teeth and said softly.

"Thank you Xiaofan, I like this thing very much, hehe......" Ling'er looked at the beads in front of her, her eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

And Xiaofan looked at his senior sister blankly, her eyes were full of tenderness, as if the world stopped like this at this moment, which is not bad.

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What happened on the top of the bamboo peak was obviously unknown to Fang.

In this way, time has passed, and several days have passed in a blink of an eye, and even Fang Zheng, who is immersed in cultivation, does not have any feelings, this day has come.

"Senior brother, Xiaobi Qinyun is about to start, and today you have to rush to the front of the Yuqing Palace. ā€

Senior Brother Qi appeared in front of Fang Zheng's cave mansion and said to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng nodded, summoned out the Dragon Slaying Sword, stepped on the sword and followed Senior Brother Qi, heading towards the Yuqing Palace, and within a moment, he had already arrived in front of the Yuqing Palace.

Coincidentally, this time he met Ling'er and Xiaofan again, but this time what made Fang Zheng's heart feel at ease was that Ling'er's eyes were not completely on Senior Brother Qi's body.

"Yes, Xiaofan is obviously immersed in the gentle township now, and even the magic weapon is in his hands, this time Qingyun Xiaobi, it seems that Xiaofan is destined to have no future. ā€

Fang Zheng thought in his heart, and then greeted Xiaofan, when friends meet, they naturally want to catch up.

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Xiao Fan's height has grown a lot taller than when he first entered Qianyun, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body have grown significantly, although he has not broken through to the spirit stage, but compared to the last time they met, it is already good.

"Shocking Feather, I have something I want to tell you, can you go over there......"

Xiao Fan looked at Fang Zheng, said without saying anything, and then pulled Fang Zheng towards a place where no one was around, looking a little embarrassed.

Fang Zheng looked at Xiao Fan's expression, and his heart moved, but he still followed Xiao Fan over.

"Shocking Yu, can you give me back that black stick for the time being?" Everyone on the bamboo peak needs the participant Qin Yun Xiaobi, and I don't have a magic weapon to take advantage of, only the black stick is the only thing......

Fang Zheng's heart moved, no wonder Xiao Fan was so embarrassed, it turned out that Xiao Fan wanted to claim his magic weapon back, but since the thing had already arrived in his hands, there was naturally no possibility of handing it over.

"Xiaofan, I'm really sorry, I can't give you back that black stick. Fang Zheng said.

"Why?" Xiao Fan raised his head violently and looked at his friend, unable to believe that this sentence came from his friend's mouth.

When he handed over the stick to Jing Yu, he never said that it was given to the other party, but that he would have the opportunity to redeem it in the future, and with the relationship between the two, couldn't he borrow it temporarily? This made Xiao Fan simply can't believe it.

......

Xiao Fan in front of him shook his head, or it could be said that Fang Zheng shook his head, and then left directly.

Things, naturally, are Xiaofan's, but Fang Zheng has no reason to return this killing weapon to his future enemies.

For the ultimate victory, even if it is unscrupulous, Fang Zheng will not hesitate to do anything, not to mention that it is just a break with Xiaofan in advance!

Xiao Fan, who was behind him, looked at Jing Yu's figure and was silent for a long time, he didn't understand why Jing Yu had changed so much, even just for one thing, to break with him.

Clenching his fists, Xiaofan didn't say anything and returned to the crowd.

"I'm sorry, Xiaofan, you and I are destined to fight. ā€

Fang Zheng didn't look back, but silently thought in his heart, even if it was the protagonist he once loved, he would kill the killer for himself, or be unkind and unjust, it was nothing.

Xiao Fan's face turned pale, which made people look worried, but at this moment, Xiao Fan didn't say anything.

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In the sky, a sword light flashed, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the audience, attracting all the disciples in front of the Yuqing Palace, and they all raised their heads to look at the sword light in the sky.

I saw that above the sword light, there was a Taoist priest of Yuqing, and he said loudly: "Everyone, the disciples who participated in the Jingyun Xiaobi please come with me." ā€

In front of the Yuqing Palace, it was still relatively wide, and everyone followed the Taoist priest across the Hongqiao and came to a square.

Fang Zheng looked at it secretly, thinking in his heart that it seemed that the Xiaobi of Qinyun was held here, and then he followed everyone and stepped forward to draw lots.

"This time, Qin Yun Xiaobi will draw out the order of the opponents in this mahogany box, a total of sixty-three wax pills, each containing a note with numbers written on it. ā€

"This number is from two to sixty-three, after you have drawn lots, the battle will be based on the number, two to sixty-three, three to sixty-two, and so on, because there is a peak of only eight people to fight, so the disciples of the number one will have a bye!"

Fang Zheng has long known these rules, and this first draw, the lucky number one is none other than Na Xiaofan.

However, for Jing Yu, the main opponent this time is obviously not Xiao Fan, but other disciples under the Jingyun Sect, such as the amazing and gorgeous female disciple Xue Qi among them!

Little by little, all the disciples stepped forward and put their hands into the red box where the lot was drawn, and Fang Zheng also stepped forward.

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The disciples who had drawn lots all crushed the wax pills in their hands, wondering what their numbers were!

"My number is six! Luckily, what's your number?"

"My number is twenty-two, how does it sound weird...... I don't know who my opponent will be. ā€

The disciples discussed for a long time, and at the same time, they were all curious, who was the lucky person who drew the No. 1 lot, after all, as long as the No. 1 lottery was drawn, they could be directly promoted without fighting.