The white clouds are ethereal, the sky is blue, and everything is so quiet.

The top of Jiuhua Mountain is full of people.

After a few rounds of competition, Changsheng, Mercy Dream, and Jian Wufeng won without any suspense. And the one who competed with Qin Yu was a Netherworld Cave disciple, although the exercises were weird, but they were also thrilling.

"Eight rounds, the fourth scene, Shufeng Butterfly Dance, to the Bauhinia Garden Liu Qing" The elder on the stage shouted loudly.

Qin Yu, Changsheng, Lianmeng, Panshi, Tian Geng, Shufeng, and Bauhinia Garden's disciples gathered together towards the martial arts platform in the southeast. The Bauhinia Garden only accepts female disciples, and each of them is gorgeous, attracting many disciples from all peaks to watch. The first Zixuan of the Bauhinia Garden and the first Huojiao Feng of the Shufeng Peak were also looking at each other from a distance, and when they glanced at each other, there were hidden sparks brushing by, obviously they were extremely confident in their disciples.

Liu Qing was dressed in a long green dress, graceful, with soft hair fluttering, and a faint smile on her delicate face, which made people feel like a spring breeze. I didn't see how she moved, a green fluorescent light wrapped it, and slowly rose with her body, landing on the jousting platform.

"Senior Sister Liu Qing is the eldest disciple of Bauhinia Garden, don't be too reluctant. Qin Yu whispered to the butterfly.

It was a kind reminder, but unexpectedly, Butterfly Dance curled her lips and snorted: "Cut, don't look down on everyone." ”

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, but saw the butterfly dancing in a red skirt fluttering, flying towards the competition platform.

"Senior Sister Liu Qing, please advise. Butterfly Dance saluted.

Liu Qing said: "Senior sister Butterfly Dance, please first." “

Butterfly Dance shouted, the red flames swirled, and everyone felt a heat wave coming, and then saw a fire snake suddenly rushing out of the flames, surging momentum, and rushed straight to Liu Qing.

"It's only been a little more than a year since the Butterfly Dance sister started, and she can have such attainments in the art of fire, which is really good. Liu Qing said, the jade finger circled, a green cangmu stood in front of him, and the fire snake hit the cangmu, like mud sinking into the sea, without the slightest wave.

"Senior Sister Liu Qing's false praise" Butterfly danced, Chiyan rolled, and several red flames rushed out one after another, almost rushing towards Liu Qing at the same time.

The tree was greener, and its branches and buds stretched out, blocking out the red flames.

But seeing that on the high platform, the red flames and the green trees each occupy half of the sky, and the two of them come and go, and they are evenly divided. The onlookers applauded, and Qin Yu was also fascinated by it, he had never seen such a wonderful magic competition.

"Blue Dragon"

Liu Qingjiao drank, the branches and leaves of the cangmu grew wildly, rolled and entangled, and the blue wooden dragon with the thickness of a bucket formed instantly, and the dragon's body rolled and twisted, roaring away.

Butterfly Dance's expression became more serious than ever, the red dress flew, her arms stretched out like wings, and a fire phoenix slowly rose, looking up to the sky and singing, her wings spread, leaving only a red afterimage, and rushed away with the dragon.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, the silent air wave swept away, the tongue of fire splashed everywhere, the branches broke, the dragon and the fire phoenix were almost wiped out at the same time, and the delicate bodies of the two flew back until they were on the side of the stage.

"Dancing with the Wind and Fire"

Butterfly Dance drank lightly, Bei Yan bit her lower lip, and the next moment an invisible hot wind rose out of thin air, the fire rode the wind, rose to the sky, and danced with the wind, and the huge flame whirlwind rotated rapidly, rushing towards Liu Qing.

The green trees grew wildly, countless branches intertwined, and three dragons roared out and crashed into the whirlwind of flames.

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A huge roar resounded in the sky, the three dragons shattered one after another, and the whirlwind of flames swept away towards the tree under the stunned eyes of everyone

The green cangmu was ignited by the red flames and disappeared, Liu Qing's face rose with a touch of horror, and a rough shout suddenly came from the audience: "Liu Qing, be careful." ”

At the moment when Panshi was about to rush forward desperately, the flame whirlwind suddenly stopped in front of Liu Qing and gradually dissipated.

The victory and defeat have been decided, the sky is still deep blue, the sea of clouds is still ethereal like smoke, the wind is calm and the mountains are calm, as if nothing has happened. There was silence on the stage, and everyone was stunned, and they had not yet come back to their senses.

"Shufeng Butterfly Dance Victory"

The elder on the stage announced, and everyone came back to their senses from the wonderful competition of suitable talents, and there was an uproar.

"The butterfly dancer is a natural talent, and she sighs to herself. Liu Qingdao, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, the strength of the butterfly dance was indeed beyond her expectations.

Diewu hurriedly saluted and said, "Senior Sister Liu Qing has accepted." ”

Liu Qing sighed lightly, it seems that this time the Nine Veins will be martial, and he can only stop here. looked at Panshi, but saw that he was looking at him with a worried face, the frustration in his heart suddenly dissipated into nothingness, his smile bloomed, but his figure was Panshi drifting away.

Butterfly Dance jumped off the stage, tapped the tip of her nose with her thumb, and said, "How about Brother Qin Yu, I'm amazing." ”

"Amazing, powerful" Qin Yu said with a smile, the girl who was helpless and cowardly and sobbed in a low voice now has such strength to protect herself.

After these two days of competition, there are only sixteen of the sixty-four leaders in each peak. Two people from Qingzhu Peak entered the top 16, but it was beyond everyone's expectations.

The contest ended, the disciples retreated, and the white marble square regained calm.

......

The night was deep and slightly cool, Qin Yu curled up on the bed, sleeping deeply.

In his sleep, Qin Yu seemed to have returned to Qinjia Village, which was like a paradise, full of flowers and colorful flowers; he seemed to see the busy green figures and happy laughter of the villagers again; he sat down in front of the stone table in the courtyard again, holding the dishes and chopsticks, pouting, waiting for his sister to bring the fried sauce with eggs; as if he saw the smile in the corner of his parents' eyes and his sister's gentle gaze.

At this time, Qin Yu, who was sleeping, couldn't help but smile happily at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves was alarmed, swords and swords appeared, human heads were thrown down, blood flowed like rivers, and the quiet village became a purgatory on earth.

The scene changed, Qin Yu found himself on the back mountain, and a delicate figure in the distance was running in the wind, it was his sister, Qin Rong'er.

The sound of hurried iron hooves came, and before Qin Yu could see clearly, the silver warrior had already arrived in front of Qin Rong'er, his hand raised his sword, and brought up a shocking blood, and Qin Rong'er fell into the green grass without a breath.

"No!"

Qin Yu shouted frantically, his eyes were about to split, and he was about to rush over desperately, but his whole body seemed to be imprisoned by something, and he couldn't move. Kneeling on his knees, his heart was cold.

At this time, the scene changed again, Qin Yu got up and looked around, only to see that the sky was dark, the autumn wind was bleak, the rocks were stumbling, and the grass was desolate. On the wasteland, there are only four people, himself, Changsheng, Mercy Dream, and Butterfly Dance.

Suddenly, heavy figures surrounded the four of them, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. The wind and thunder surged around Changsheng's body, leading the three people to rush away, the wind roared, and the thunder dragon rolled, like the god of war of the nine heavens. The Dream Butterfly Dance also came to her aid, pouring ice and fire, cold and burn, towards the enemy.

Qin Yu also wanted to fight side by side with Changsheng, but somehow, his whole body was stiff, he had no strength, and he was so anxious that he could only wait and see

The heavy figures seemed to be endless, and they couldn't be killed, Changsheng's eyes were angry, and he was drenched in blood, and he didn't know if it was himself or someone else's.

Changsheng finally exhausted his breath, Changsheng used his sword to support his body that was about to fall, turned his head to look at Qin Yu, his lips moved slightly, although Qin Yu couldn't hear what he was saying, but according to the shape of his mouth, he could still know what Changsheng was going to say.

"Mercy dreams, I'll leave it to you, live, take care of her!"

The next moment, Changsheng was overwhelmed by countless figures, Qin Yu's heart ached like a knife, seeing Changsheng in trouble, but his body didn't listen to the call, and he couldn't save him. The fury in his heart was furious, but there was nowhere to vent, and he tortured Qin Yu to death.

At this moment, Qin Yu woke up suddenly and found that he was on the bed, soaked in cold sweat, and there were not only tears or sweat on the pillow.

It turned out to be a nightmare.

Qin Yu said in his heart, taking a deep breath, still a little frightened. I washed my body, but I couldn't sleep anymore.