Winter goes to spring, summer goes back and forth, time flies, and four years have passed.

The children of the past have grown into teenagers now.

Zhang Yunpan sat on a boulder by the lake and practiced with his eyes closed, the howling wind blowing on his face, his hair swaying in the wind, sometimes slapping on his eyebrows and nose.

It's just that all this didn't disturb him for half a minute, he always seemed so focused and serious.

Observing the past, his face still has a childish spirit that has not yet been taken off.

But after careful inspection, you can see the calm and indifferent temperament that young talents have.

Combined with that tranquil and handsome face, I am afraid that anyone who sees it will can't help but admire: "What a handsome young man." ”

The strong wind gradually subsided, and Zhang Yun, who was practicing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

A pair of dark black eyes that were not shocked looked indifferently into the distance, not knowing what they saw.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, Zhang Yun stretched out his hand to intercept it, and there was a glowing rune paper between his fingers.

"Messengers? I don't know who's looking for me. ”

Zhang Yun guessed, releasing his spiritual sense to cover the past.

The next moment, a delicate and hot voice rang out.

"Today, the fire phoenix is fighting in the Quartet in Wujianping, and the weak Zhang Yun dares to come to fight?! If you dare to come, you will be disgraced and defeated today! ”

The delicate voice is quite pleasant to listen to, but the overly fiery tone destroys the coquettishness in the voice, and it makes people feel a little angry.

Blinked, casually threw the transmission note aside and shattered it into foam, and the corners of Zhang Yun's mouth curled slightly.

"It's really persistent, how many times have you cried, and you still don't have a long memory, it seems that it's time for you to relive the fear of being defeated by me."

Regarding Luo Yun's invitation, Zhang Yun was quite willing to accept it.

It's just that this way of inviting him to fight made him feel a little crying and laughing, she was too childish.

In the past four years, in addition to his cultivation, in addition to reading, hunting, and going to Yuxintang to chat with his senior sister, he also had another entertainment activity, that is, fighting and competing with Luo Yun, verifying each other's growth in the competition, and also urging each other to cultivate.

It can be said that the two of them can be regarded as each other's companions and grew up together, and to some extent, they can be reluctantly called "childhood sweethearts".

But in other words, the reality may be a little more complicated than that.

The relationship between them is not as good as imagined, but it has a kind of narrow road.

The reason why such a strange situation occurred was mainly because Luo Yun couldn't afford to play, so she had to use some careful tricks and small means to mess around.

Every time she lost a fight, she cried on the stage, relying on her young age and being a girl, so she was playing tricks over there and refused to admit defeat.

And it was obvious that she provoked every time she fought, but in the end, it was as if he was bullying the little girl, and every time Zhang Yun was very embarrassed.

Although, the actual situation may really be like that, after all, the age difference between the two does exist, which is undeniable.

But she can't play this trick again and again!

If you lose, you will play tricks, with this character, who wants to play with her?

It made Zhang Yun very annoying to her now, and she felt that Luo Yun was an annoying person!

But then again, Luo Yun's strength is indeed very strong, and every time he fights with her, he can make Zhang Yun feel tremendous pressure, and prompt him to turn pressure into motivation, so that he has more motivation to work hard to cultivate.

Therefore, this made him a little reluctant to give up the opportunity to compete with Luo Yun.

So later, Zhang Yun learned how to deal with Luo Yun's little tricks, and he can now face her calmly.

However, this does not mean that Zhang Yun's impression of her will change, he is still very annoying to her.

"If you have nothing to do, then let's take a trip, it's been three months since the last competition, I don't know if her spell cultivation has come out, maybe I'm looking forward to it."

Thinking with great interest, Zhang Yun stood up from the boulder.

And at this moment, a crisp and pleasant voice was heard in the distance.

"Senior Brother Zhang......"

Yang Nuan drove the green lotus leaf to fall in front of Zhang Yun, and asked playfully, "Senior Brother Zhang, are you going out?" ”

In the past four years, the current Yang Nuan has become very standard, the original sallow on the face has long faded, replaced by white and tender skin like mutton fat jade, together with the pure, small facial features, the whole person is as clear and beautiful as a water lotus.

Of course, she was still young at this time, only thirteen years old.

Good looking is good-looking, but it is the innocence of a girl, not the beauty of a girl, or the charm of a woman.

Zhang Yun smiled at her when he heard this, nodded and responded: "Go out and go around, and fight with people by the way." ”

"Senior Sister Luo is here to invite you to fight again?" Yang Nuan tilted her head and asked curiously, her black eyes revealing a small expectation, and she didn't know what she was looking forward to.

Zhang Yun replied with a smile: "Yes, it's her." ”

Hearing this, Yang Nuan's eyes lit up, and he clapped his little hands happily: "Then senior brother must come on!" Teach her a hard lesson, as long as she doesn't make her cry. ”

It seems that Yang Nuan doesn't like Luo Yun either.

Speaking of which, as far as Luo Yun's flamboyant personality is concerned, she has to be a temper when she has nothing to do, and those who hate her are indispensable.

"Don't worry, she can't cry, she still has to make a face."

Zhang Yun grinned and looked at Yang Nuan, the two glanced at each other, and smiled at each other very tacitly.

……

Dancing Jianping, the atmosphere is hot.

It was obviously early spring, but the disciples gathered here were as restless as summer, gathering around the stage to release endless passion.

"Rush away from the fire! Shoot him out of the fire! ”

"What to use to get off the fire! Use a little Ying, it is easy to hide from the fire, don't waste spiritual power! ”

"Senior Brother Song, come on! No one can lose to her, look at these traitors, it's really annoying to me! ”

"Isn't it just that there are a lot of spells that you know, what's the big deal! Senior Brother Song, use the landslide to let her see how powerful our outer disciples are! ”

……

On the stage, the fiery girl was full of vitality, and the whole person was as bright as the sun in the sky.

The red fireworks released from his body distorted the space around him, and the violent heat wave locked in the range of the stage, making the area look as terrifying as an oven.

Luo Yun turned a deaf ear to the cheers from the audience, and she only had her opponent in her eyes.

Looking at the irrepressible panic on the young man's face and the sweat dripping from her forehead, the corners of her mouth curled, and she said delicately: "This nephew, if you have nothing to do, Uncle Shi will not be polite to you!" ”

"Nephew ......"

The young man's forehead twitched, and the exposed green tendons throbbed slightly.

Theoretically, there is no problem with the other party's title.

But these words came out of the mouth of a young girl in the prime of her life, why is it so annoying?

The young man's arm bulged, and he charged forward violently, and when he saw the white and tender little arm that had been raised on the opposite side, his eyes were over, and he slammed his fist on the ground.

Rumble!

The brown boulder broke through the stone bricks and rose from the ground, completely blocking the young man's body behind the stone wall.

The young man rested on the stone wall with one hand, as if listening to the movement ahead.

But the situation seemed to be unexpected, and the expected fierce flames did not appear.

"Nephew, what are you looking for?"

Above his head, the delicate voice suddenly appeared, and the purple-robed young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to retreat as soon as he stepped on the stone wall.

However, it was too late, and a ball of fire the thickness of a tree stump erupted in front of him.

Flames and waves of qi wrapped around his body flew upside down, blasting out from the heads of the crowd watching the battle, flying a distance of more than ten meters before stopping.

The crowd looking back in surprise saw the man spit out a mouthful of blood and squeeze out three words with difficulty: "I lost." ”

With the appearance of these three words, there was another cheer on the edge of the ring, followed by the sound of invective and fighting.