Holding the Heavenly Wound Sword in his hand, he suddenly felt some warmth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This is indeed the only love that his father can give him.

looked at the wounds on his body, every time he was whipped by his grandfather, it was Jing Yuxi who gave him medicine.

Thinking of these pictures, the corners of his lips showed a knowing rise: "I won't lose again next time." ”

At this moment, Wei Chi Dongsheng announced loudly: "This time Fan Tian won the competition. As soon as the words fell, thunderous applause immediately rang out in the stands.

Fan Tian put away the Kunpeng sword: "From today onwards, I hope you will not interfere with my relationship with An Xueruo again." ”

Jing Yunyi nodded slightly, through this gladiatorial battle, they all gained a lot. Jing Yunyi's hand tightly grasped the Heavenly Wounded Sword.

He glanced at the broken sword in Fan Tian's hand and said, "Kunpeng Sword, you are your partner! Give it to me, and I will ask my father to return it to the furnace for you and repair this broken sword." ”

The two teenagers glanced at each other under the sun, and at this moment, the grievances between Fan Tian and Jing Yunyi had disappeared.

Fan Tian stared at Jing Yunyi, his eyes were very clear, as a martial idiot, there were no impurities in his eyes.

The sword is very important for a swordsman. That's even the life of a swordsman.

However, Fan Tian still chose to trust Jing Yunyi and handed over the broken sword in his hand.

At this moment, Zheng Yu grinned and said to Nie Shaofeng: "I said it a long time ago, and there is no deep hatred between them. Didn't you fight with me when you were younger? We became friends by playing and fighting. ”

Fan Tian then played a few more games, which I won't describe here.

After all the competitions were over, Wei Chi Dongsheng showed a rare smile to the competition candidates present, and he said in an encouraging tone: "This actual combat duel is focused on showing and evaluating your real combat level.

Starting tomorrow, we will move on to the next step, and let the masters choose their favorite or suitable disciples. ”

Fan Tianan, Xueruo, and Liang Muyi walked on the way home.

Fan Tian asked, "An Xueruo, whose door do you want to worship in?"

An Xueruo stretched out her jade hand and touched her delicate pointed chin, with a faint smile in her eyes, "I want to follow Dad." I can spend more time with him, but I want to learn more magic. Besides, our Donglin sect has always been the master who chooses the disciples, not the disciples who choose the masters. ”

Immediately afterwards, Fan Tian looked at Liang Yi Ning again and said, "Mu Yi, whose door do you want to worship!"

Liang Muyi blinked her big bright eyes, and her thin and long eyelashes opened and closed up and down like butterfly wings. She didn't answer immediately, lowered her head, thought for a moment, and said, "I haven't figured it out yet, brother, whose door do you want to be assigned to!"

Fan Tian glanced at the elegant girl who looked like a green lotus, and said with a slight smile: "I have already made an appointment with the master." However, I think they will choose apprentices who are suitable for learning their skills based on their performance in this assessment and our characteristics. ”

An Xueruo nodded and said, "In fact, you only need to pass the sound wave assessment, the shadow spirit assessment, and the Tallinn forbidden land assessment, and most of them have the qualifications to be disciples sent by Donglin to enter the room, but this actual combat duel is just a demonstration of comprehensive strength."

I was really worried at the time......"

"What are you worried about?" said Fan Tiandao

An Xueruo grinned and said, "I'm worried that you were slaughtered by Jing Yunyi." ”

"What about now?" Fan Tian's eyebrows curled, and the corners of his lips rose, revealing a knowing smile.

An Xueruo glanced at Fan Tian and said softly, "Don't be scared." ”

As he walked, Fan Tian suddenly thought of Jing Yuxi, and the look of comfort just now immediately turned into worry, and said, "I don't understand, Jing Yuxi was punished by Jing Yunyi." If this competition is just a fist and foot exercise, I will definitely beat this guy hard. ”

In the dark dungeon, there was some dampness, and Jing Yuxi hadn't eaten anything for a day, not even a sip of water.

In the dim light, she was dressed in a thin cyan gown, and three thousand green silks were scattered around her waist, making the whole person look very weak.

Hunger made her face pale, and the pain turned into tears, and her eyes were wet and never dried up.

She sat still for a long time, she could clearly hear the sound of her own heart leaping, she could only see the dust dancing in the dim light, no people, no sound, only darkness, and a chill that seeped into her heart.

"Why!" the grievance in her heart made her tremble as she stared at the closed cell door.

At this time, she had no strength in her hands and siblings, and this was not the first time she had been locked up in this room. But this time it was the most aggrieved one she felt.

Her inky black hair was scattered and scattered, and the feeling of smallness and powerlessness filled her heart. She gave up the struggle and leaned limply against the wall.

"Boom!", and the heavy iron door was opened.

A cold and familiar face appeared in front of Jing Yuxi.

"Come out!" Jing Yunyi's tone was very low, not as arrogant as before, and even a little more tender: "I won't punish you." ”

Jing Yuxi stood up slowly, her head was a little dizzy, she had not practiced Bigu Gong, so the hunger in her stomach was very unbearable for her.

In fact, she hadn't eaten a drop of water for more than nine hours.

I had just taken two steps, and my body shook and I was about to fall.

But she felt her body hot, and Jing Yunyi held her when she lost her center of gravity.

Jing Yunyi glanced at Jing Yuxi, who was emaciated and weak by him.

The arms are as white and delicate as porcelain, the silk is as smooth as the long black hair, and the waist is full of a hand.

Jing Yunyi's eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch the delicate little face that was forced to be buried in his chest, but his slender fingers felt wet.

It's the tears that have just flowed.

Crystal clear, if a crystal, but with tears of grievance and sadness.

Jing Yunyi lowered his head, and his heart moved!

Jing Yuxi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and I cast a light and breezy shadow, and the corners of my closed lips were bitten by the white teeth, and a little blood red stained the corners of my mouth.

There is a bleak beauty that breaks the heart all over the body.

"I can walk on my own. Jing Yuxi's hand had the strength to push Jing Yunyi away, but after the weak hand touched Jing Yunyi's strong chest muscles, it didn't produce much strength, allowing her to break free from Jing Yunyi's restraints.

The next moment, suddenly Jing Yunyi bent down, and then a hand hooked her knee, and a hand passed under her armpit, picking her up.

Jing Yuxi's face was no longer bloodless, but at this time, it immediately turned red, as if she had been smeared with a layer of rouge, which made her a little more charming. (To be continued.) )