When Li Molan fled from the crowd that hugged him tightly, although Meiyu was tired, he could vaguely see a lot of spring breeze pride, the nature of men was somewhat exposed at this moment, the ability of men in the world to see different ideas is stronger than one, and there are very few men who are truly loyal to their emotions, which is not a little worse than women, although the powerful men in the cultivation world have a lot of wives, which is indeed purely different from Li Molan's previous life, but he still has a little guilt in his heart, so when he came to the mountains, he saw the red clothes in the foothills, and the girl's cold smile, almost immediately froze in place. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Huaji looked at him in a daze, and sneered, her voice cold.

This sneer is not loud or sharp, but because Yu Hongyi's voice is originally sweet, it actually has some good sounds, but for Li Molan, this sneer is no less than five thunderbolts, as if the thunder is rolling and bursting in his ears, making him sober up, embarrassed and cramped.

After Yu Huaji sneered, she turned her head and walked towards the other end of the foothills, her back engraved in the backlight, like a bright red and ethereal butterfly, more like the fiery red mountain flowers all over the mountain.

Li Molan almost subconsciously chased after her, taking three steps and making two steps, stepping on the dead leaves that had been piled up on the ground for I don't know how many years, and grabbed her right shoulder with her left hand.

The girl's shoulders were smooth and white, but they were cold and cool, like a piece of milky white jade, more like a frost stone that gradually turned white in the cold north wind in the cold winter wax moon.

Feeling the heat from her right shoulder, Yu Huaji's footsteps stopped, her expression was still calm, her eyes still fell on the front, she just stopped quietly in place, without turning her head or opening her mouth.

Li Molan knew that she must be in a very bad mood now, because if he saw that she was hooking up with other men, he would definitely rush up with a sword in anger, and when the time comes, where does he care about the Heaven Sacrifice Conference, even if Yu Boya's old thing stops in front of him, he will not hesitate to use the sword intent left to him by the three dry wine poems hidden in the sword, and it is normal for her to be in a bad mood under empathy.

Beihai's ideology in this regard is very different from Li Molan's previous life, especially in the cultivation world, it is normal for a powerful cultivator to have three wives and four concubines, and the concepts of the two societies are not common, but in the same way, many powerful women will also raise some white-faced faces for joy, this is the order of the strong being respected, so as far as the identity of the Daomen saint is concerned, it is reasonable to be angry if she sees him teasing other girls like this, in the end, she is already thankful that she did not give him a sword directly.

Li Molan saw that she didn't even look at herself, she was a little apprehensive in her heart, and whispered, "See?"

This is actually nonsense.

But Yu Huaji still said calmly: "I saw it." ”

"That'...... What should I do?" Li Molan said embarrassedly.

"Huh. The girl sneered again.

"I'm sorry. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Mine is not right. ”

"Hmm. ”

Li Molan took a deep breath and said in a rather serious tone: "There is no next time. ”

Hearing him speak so seriously, Yu Huaji's cold face finally loosened a little, as if the frost had dissolved, she lowered her head to look at the large clusters of dead leaves piled up on the ground, and hummed softly, not knowing what she was thinking.

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......

In another ring in the Heavenly Tomb, in the middle of the arena, a white-clothed scholar walked into the ring with a gentle smile on his face.

He held a book in his hand with a pen in it, and with a gentle smile on his face that never seemed to fade, even the other contestants who were originally nervous seemed to be relieved after seeing his smile, and relieved a lot of stress burdens.

There were a lot of people in the audience, and many of them sat in the pergola with melon seed fritters and other things, talking to each other, just talking about it, this battle seemed to be the least need to guess, and many people looked at the young man on the stage with respect.

The elder brother of Akinayama was originally a person worthy of respect.

As the formation began to glow, Chen Bufan's opponent also stepped into the ring, he was a cultivator genius from Longqian Peak, called Yao Guang, he stepped into the three realms ten years ago, and now he is in the first realm of the dragon's eye, and it stands to reason that he can enter the top two hundred of the Sacrifice Heaven Conference, but it is very unfortunate that the hall where he is located happens to be next to the Tianfeng Hall, and he is also very unlucky to draw lots to the legendary senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain.

When he was on the field, he was already like ashes, secretly thinking that he would not fail too miserably for a while, and as long as he didn't draw masters such as He Xingge, Lu Yu, and Yan Xinxuan from Tianfeng Hall, then he would still have a chance to get one of the ten places if he worked hard a little.

It's just that the other party is the senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain, although the cultivation is ten years later than himself, but the strength is more than ten times higher than his own, Yao Guang has already sighed before he plays, thinking that he will be beaten into a muggle for a while? or surrender? It's a pity that he will be embarrassed by the master.

In fact, according to the consistent cheating behavior of the Heaven Sacrifice Conference, the young genius of Long Qianfeng will definitely not be arranged for Chen Bufan, but obviously there are some factional struggles within Long Qianfeng, since the second elder of Long Qianfeng died inexplicably four months ago, the entire faction in Long Qianfeng that originally belonged to the second elder's line has been suppressed by the great elder, and even Yao Guang will draw Chen Bufan so tragically.

Yao Guang looked at Chen Bufan, gritted his teeth, and said, "Long Qianfeng, Yao Guang." ”

The senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain smiled and said, "Qiu Ming Mountain, Chen Bufan, please give advice." ”

Yao Guang said with a complicated expression: "I know that I am not your opponent, but ...... Please be merciful. ”

Chen Bufan was slightly stunned, and then nodded.

Yao Guang pulled out the saber at his waist and said loudly: "Come to fight!"

Chen Bufan still had a gentle smile on his face, he lowered his head, quietly opened the scroll in his hand, and then held the famous dragon hair pen, wrote gently, and put pen to paper.

The storm between heaven and earth changed suddenly.

Countless winds kicked up dust and almost obscured everyone's vision!

The sky is vast, the clouds and mist are falling into the sky, and the huge sea of clouds seems to have become the ink in his hand under Chen Bufan's brush.

The barrier formed by clouds and mist divided the ring in two in an instant, with the senior brother of Qiuming Mountain on one side and Yao Guang of Longqian Peak on the other.

"The pen walks the dragon and snake, and the pen waves the lotus, which is worthy of being a senior brother. At this moment, even the sword demon Yan Xinxuan, who had always been taciturn, was in the audience, not stingy with his praise.

Lu Yu sat on the second-floor fence of a viewing building, hanging his legs in the air, he looked at the white-clothed young man in the middle of the field, his eyes were undisguised with pride.

"He's my brother. He proudly said to the people around him, but it was a pity that at this moment, the others were also shocked by this amazing scene, and no one paid attention to him.

This white cloud wall, not knowing dozens of hundreds of zhang high, is wide enough to divide the entire ring, its power is incomparably mysterious, the sky and the earth are white, and the role is not for attack, but for defense.

Yao Guang quickly understood his intentions, but in the face of this cloud wall that could not be breached, he was silent for a long time and gave up the intention of drawing his sword.

It seems to be soft, but it is actually unbreakable, at least he can't break it.

"I throw in the towel. Yao Guang said.

No one felt that it was a shame for him to give in without a fight, because in the face of the senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain, there were really few people who had a chance.

The voice of the steward of the Wang He family naturally sounded: "Chen Bufan wins!" (To be continued.) )