Chapter Ninety-Six

Feng Qiqi's voice was very small, more similar to a secret sound, which was hidden from everyone, but it still made Liang Moxi's spiritual power perceive.

This youngest sister of the Feng family, by force, was able to suppress Feng Qiqi, the third elder of the Feng family, who had cultivated to be a spirit. There has been no news from the outside world, it seems that the Feng family values this little daughter more than others think.

Suddenly, I saw Feng Qianqian rushing forward, and before the smile on her face could be withdrawn, the attack reached Feng Qiqi's body.

Holding the black knife in one hand, he arrived in front of Feng Qiqi in the blink of an eye, a horizontal slash was blocked by Feng Qiqi, and then dodged away, and when he turned sideways, the green knife in his hand also changed direction, and used a clever posture to dissolve the impact of the power given by the black knife, and the sound of the two knives grinding resounded throughout the audience, and in the next second, the green knife had launched an offensive.

The green knife turned in Feng Qiqi's hand, and the back of the knife hit the back of the black knife downward, and because the power of the horizontal chopping had not yet been unloaded, in this way, the downward movement of the black knife would inevitably be a little uncontrollable, and there would be a best opportunity for Feng Qiqi to attack.

Feng Qiqi seized this excellent second, and the blade turned again, slashing towards Feng Qianqian.

Feng Qiqi's series of actions fell in the eyes of everyone, and he couldn't help but complain in amazement: "This Feng Qiqi really doesn't let his little sister at all... So ruthless."

Liang Moxi raised her eyebrows, picked up the tea in front of her, took a sip, and said leisurely: "Does the prince think that this Feng Qiqi's move will hit Feng Qianqian?"

Qi Min frowned, and after pondering, he said, "Indeed, his move is indeed strong enough. However, as soon as he came up, he made such a ruthless move, and the aura of power around him made me feel a little strange. ”

"It's been tense... It's like ......" Qi Min's voice became quieter.

Liang Moxi put down the teacup and continued: "Like a big enemy"

Sure enough, Liang Moxi was not disappointed.

Feng Qianqian actually controlled the black knife that was moving downward by inertia and external force, and even turned the knife to block Feng Qiqi's blow in an instant!

What's even more surprising is still behind, after she blocked the green knife, the black knife and the green knife were completely facing each other, faintly, the black knife was even better!

This is the control of the power, the control of the knife.

appeared on a little girl who was not in time, making everyone silent.

The next few moves made everyone quieter.

Feng Qianqian is only a high-level mid-level strength, but she is on par with Feng Qiqi of the first stage of the spirit, and even some have the upper hand!

It turns out that the eldest of the Feng family is favored in the family, not just because of the eldest child...

"Zheng", after a collision, the two of them each took a few steps back and distanced themselves, Feng Qiqi looked at his little sister, relieved and depressed, relieved that his sister was so powerful, and depressed that he couldn't beat his sister.

After sorting out his emotions and breath after strenuous exercise, Feng Qiqi said: "Draw"

"Hee-hee-he

After arguing with his brother, he then set his eyes on the idol with some trepidation...

When Liang Moxi saw this gaze, his heart was full of thoughts.

In fact, this game is not a draw at all, it should be Feng Qianqian, a little girl, who won, looking at her breath and internal strength, she should not have exerted her full strength.

"Great" cold voice, a kind of affirmation, but also a kind of encouragement.

After Feng Qianqian heard the admiring general's sister say these two words, her heart flew out with joy, and she didn't hide her joy at all, looking cute and tight.

Seeing this, Liang Moxi also curled the corners of his mouth.

The crowd also applauded for this wonderful competition.

Here, Liu Shu also completed the work.

Qing'er motioned for the two attendants to walk over, picked up the work of the willow tree, and gently unfolded it in front of everyone.

It's a painting.

Liu Shu's expression was faint, but Liang Moxi still saw a few traces of nostalgia and tenderness.

As the scroll slowly unfolds, the scene in the painting is also shown to everyone.

The first thing that catches your eye is a back, his battle armor rendered in thick ink, and his posture is broad and vast. Just a back makes people feel the surging spirit of war, and there is a little vicissitudes of helplessness.

A faint ink blur on the side, a large blank space.

This is a snow scene.

The old man in the snow goes.

It's tempting to be moved.

Liang Moxi also thought of the legendary love between Liu Shu and the general.

Liu Shu is the eldest princess of the country, and she has a marriage contract with the young master of the Bai family, but she falls in love with the general of the country, and in the end, the two of them also achieved a positive result. In this day and age, the tribulations that have been overcome can be imagined.

Everyone was quiet, as if they were all appreciating this beauty.

"Masterpieces, masterpieces" Sheng Shixiang first sighed.

"Then take this opportunity, I hope everyone can find the love of their lives," Liu Shu smiled and said slowly.

The crowd was back to the bustle.

"Let's see where Qi goes, who is the next destined person" Yi Feng's words moved everyone's attention to the flowing Qian.

At this time, the water had already flowed to the Shen family's table, and next to it was the table of the eldest prince Jing Yu, and the water in that area was very slow, and the water was flowing very slowly. When turning the corner, suddenly a stream of water rushed up, and the speed of the sword suddenly became faster, straight down, and reached Liang Moxi's round platform, where it was intercepted by a branch and stopped.

"Ahh

"Hahahaha, now we can finally open our eyes again," Yi Feng continued.

Yi Yu's eyes were not cloudy, first glanced at the direction of Shen Ping's side, and then looked at the eldest prince's side.

Liang Moxi also glanced at the side meaningfully, then got up, flicked his sleeves slightly, stepped forward, and said, "Since this is the case, then it will be ugly."

Seeing the branch that was still horizontal in the water, Liang Moxi raised his right hand, and some spiritual power gushed out, controlling the branch to fly towards him.

Two fingers thick, a foot long, with many branches, and scattered leaves on it.

Hold it in your hand and moisten your palm. The cold touch made Liang Moxi's spiritual platform more yin.

His fingers played with him a few times, and the spiritual power that had just been secretly pushing through his mind flashed. This person used a very wonderful concealment technique, ordinary people can't see the process, there are still such people around Jing Yu and Shen Ping?

Thoughts flowed, but for a moment.

The right hand has adapted to the weight and shape of the branch between playing. Then injected metallic spiritual power, feeling the texture in his hand, Liang Moxi hooked his lips slightly.

When everyone saw Liang Moxi picking up this branch, they couldn't figure it out, what was this General Liang going to do?

The people present were all the leaders of the younger generation, and then they immediately found that Liang Moxi had injected metallic spiritual power into the branches, and they were amazed, until the spiritual power was no longer injected, and then looking at the branches, everyone began to be shocked in their hearts...