"I haven't been out for more than half a month, and I still have fifteen days to participate in the junior immortal martial arts competition. Shall we go to see the venue first, and be mentally prepared for the battle when the time comes! Night Rain said to Qing Feng.

Qing Feng's remarks about Ye Yu are also undoubted, after all, it is good to be proficient in the field, at this time he has already eaten, Zilian is brushing the dishes, Qing Feng put on his shoes and went to the kitchen to grab Zilian's small waist, and gently put his face on Zilian's shoulder: "I will go with Yeyu to see the venue of this "Junior Immortal Competition". ”

Zilian also turned her head with a gentle face, and gave a kiss back to Qingfeng's face: "My dear, as your beloved and amiable gentle lover." I will spare no effort to be your virtuous helper and support your decision! How do you feel my master and lover! Zilian compared a heart in front of Qing Feng, and her sweet smile was really charming.

Qing Feng looked at Zilian's touching and very warm expression, and then his heart was unusually sweet: "Can I invite you to go with me, dear!" "Qingfeng Purple Lotus, who has a sweet period of half a month, has a very deep love, and of course, lingering is also a kind of deep love.

Zilian felt a dignity like never before, a kind of queenly status held high in the palm of a man's hand: "I am very willing to serve my dear Qingfeng man!" "Although it is a little awkward and even contrived, but the woman is the one who pleases herself, and the person who dies for the confidant, this is an iron determination that has always existed, and it is not a kind of happiness to be able to communicate sweetly with the way of love with the beloved.

Qingfeng took Zilian's hand and came to the door, and Zilian couldn't help but take her hand off the palm of Qingfeng's hand after seeing the night rain, and bowed her head unnaturally and was silent.

Yeyu looked at Zilian's extremely unnatural expression, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in her heart: "Sister-in-law Zilian, we are all a family, don't see outside, please forgive me for being disrespectful in the past, just call me Brother Yeyu in the future!" "Fellow travelers who walk together, if you are always awkward, wouldn't it be very unpleasant for you to be high and low, not to mention that Zilian has become Qingfeng's pillow person, and the night rain still needs more guidance from Qingfeng, and Zilian has already begun to double cultivate with Qingfeng, which is more important, and the night rain is still clear. If Qingfeng is a great success in the future, he may not be able to get around, and it is still very necessary to have a good relationship with Zilian.

Zilian didn't talk, and he couldn't talk at all!

"Sister Zilian has already broken through a heavy physical realm. It's really amazing! Seeing that Zilian was still nervous, Yeyu added another sentence, but this time there was already a hint of sternness in her speech.

"Thanks to Qingfeng's guidance, with my identity, I never thought that I would grow." Zilian couldn't help but be startled when she looked at Ye Yu's slightly angry expression, she was afraid that it was nothing, and if she didn't give face, it would have a big impact! Zilian had no choice but to echo the night rain for a few words.

"Let's go! Let's go and see the playing field. Qing Feng didn't want to dwell on this matter, so he pulled Zilian and walked in front. Zilian didn't resist, and the little bird followed behind Qing Feng. Night Rain also ran up quickly.

The "Junior Immortal Competition" arena is a circular Colosseum form, a circular field with a diameter of more than 20 meters in the middle, covered with turf, and more than 10 iron doors in a row of grandstand around the circle. The fierce light inside is shining, it must be some kind of fierce beast.

Above the round door, is a two-meter-wide grandstand enclosed by a railing, above the grandstand is four layers of steps, and above the four-story steps is a stand, a full five stands, twelve stories high, neat chairs are lined up one by one, at the end of the grandstand is a transparent circular greenhouse, a huge indoor martial arts arena is grandly displayed in Qingfeng, Night Rain, Zilian three people,

Three people and one dog entered from the north gate of the four gates of east, west, north and south, and after entering, seeing the grand scene, Qing Feng couldn't help but sigh. Zilian also followed closely behind Qing Feng, seemingly afraid of all this in front of her.

The air is filled with blood, the feces of beasts, standing in the large Colosseum, the night rain first pulled out a long sword and danced a set of swordsmanship, raised the sword and jumped, between the air, the swordsmanship is free and easy, and the ornamentation of the clouds and water is still very good.

With the ten moves passed, the night rain swordsmanship danced faster and faster, and the immortal vitality of the sword body was even more whirring with him, and after a while, the turf flew wildly, and the dust and sand flew. Night Rain has entered the realm of selflessness, completely ignoring the changes in the outside world, and taking care of his own selfless sword dance.

Clang! Clang! Clang! 、、、、、

A figure quickly flashed in front of Ye Yu, and the sword shadow flickered, intertwined with Ye Yu's sword.

Ten rounds without a score, the man snorted randomly, jumped out of the sword shadow and rushed in again, changing his moves, this time with the cold shadow in the air to draw a blue sword shadow.

A hundred rounds are not distinguished, and the night rain is much more ferocious, the figure that pressed can't help but lean back again and again to dodge, the night rain stabbed obliquely, directly raised a piece of turf on the ground, rubbed and rubbed one after another, the sharp sword moves strongly drove the piece of turf on the ground, and directly forced the figure to retreat more than ten steps back again and again.

"You two o'clock to the point, you have lifted all the turf in this public place, it always looks bad, right?" Qing Feng hurriedly stepped forward to play the round, Ye Yu didn't have the slightest intention of withdrawing at this time, who is the other party, he doesn't know better than you, the junior immortal martial arts competition is about to start, what kind of mess will come out at this time to affect the next battle.

A sword was horizontal between the two swords, and the realm of night rain forgetfulness suddenly turned to normal: "You see that you didn't pay attention to the sword practice, isn't this Brother Pastor Qin?" When did you come disrespectful disrespectful! Ye Yu hurriedly put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, and said politely to Qin Mu with his hand.

Qin Mu looked Ye Yu up and down, left and right, and couldn't believe everything in front of him: "You are Ye Yu, Gu Yuan Immortal Venerable apprentice Ye Yu, you are the Ye Yu who has borrowed wine to drown his sorrows since he was thirteen years old and guarded the door of the Armory Hall!" Qin Mu stared at Ye Yu in a daze with a noncommittal expression.

Yeyu didn't avoid it, just held his head high, and said coldly: "That's all in the past, I'm working hard now, it's not what it used to be!" "Although he forgot himself, Ye Yu also knew that the person who had just faced the sword, Bacheng, was defeated by Qin Mu's subordinates who was forced into a corner by himself, and he still wanted to despise himself, and he didn't look at what kind of garlic he was!

Qin Mu felt that this night rain was like the night rain mentioned by others, and if he thought about it carefully, it might be that his hearsay couldn't be true.