Li Luohan rubbed the big hail in his hand and sweated for them.

In order to resist the hail, the old wound that touched the heart, and closed his eyes uncomfortably from the wind.

Qingyan looked at Touhui's dislocated left hand, as well as Jiang Bi's swollen cheeks, and glanced at the hand holding the handle of the umbrella.

The slender fingers have turned white because of the force, and the green tendons on the back of the hand have suddenly appeared.

She finally took the initiative to speak, "Why don't you go and hide?" ”

Congfeng opened his eyes tiredly, his eyes were scarlet and bloody, but there was still a casual smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm going to make an umbrella for you."

"I'd love to knock you open your head and see what's inside."

Qingyan closed his eyes and breathed, raised his hand at him, and suddenly a transparent talisman array appeared, quickly gathered, and finally disappeared from the heart of Congfeng.

The restless power was suppressed, and the blood dissipated from the bottom of his eyes.

The unnatural flush on his cheeks faded, and his noble facial features returned to normal, which looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Qingyan clapped his hands, and suddenly thought of something.

"When you entered Chengyang Palace that day, how did you break free from the talisman array?"

From the wind silent, she also guessed.

"When I practiced ghost drawing talismans, you drew better than me, and the talisman array should also be the same, so why didn't you heal yourself just now?"

"Doctors don't heal themselves."

From the wind said without hesitation.

He was telling the truth, but Qingyan didn't believe it, and was about to ask, when a cold wind suddenly blew.

The wind was not strong, but it was bitterly cold.

It reminded her of her hometown without heating, the temperature was around zero, not as low as the temperature in the north, and the kind of wet cooling was so cold that it was terrible.

The ground that had been rained was as slippery as an ice rink, and without tables and chairs, it was difficult to stand firm.

Someone in the examination room has accidentally fallen on all fours.

The goose feathers and snow fell, covering most of the people in a moment.

The cold was pressing, and Qingyan had to walk under the pavilion.

I got a cloak from the wind out of nowhere and put it on her.

Li Luo shivered from the cold, coveting Qingyan's fur-collared cape, which was very warm when he looked at it.

However, the master is a delicate and frail woman, and his dignified manly man can't rob her, so he can only drill into Lan Shen's clothes.

Join the group for warmth.

Lan Shen didn't like him to drill like a dog, but a living creature was a little stronger than the cold wind, so he went with him half-pushed.

"You expected that?" Qingyan looked at the wind.

Lan Shen and Li Luohan also looked at him, wondering when he would be unpredictable.

"You kid won't secretly practice behind my back, right?" Li Luohan was indignant.

Everyone cultivates together, and he is used to stealing a hand.

Li Luohan is a self-proclaimed senior brother, and sometimes he will learn the tone of Qingyan and call him a boy from the wind.

Every now and then, Congfeng doesn't pay attention to him.

"There is a reminder on the red paper sent by Yi Junzi." Take out a piece of red paper from the wind.

Li Luohan took a look, and the top really reminded him to dress more.

In fact, he saw it before, and at that time he only felt that it was just a polite word, who would have thought that there would be such a deep meaning.

Qingyan saw that Li Luohan was silent, presumably from the wind did not deceive people, so he didn't ask any more questions, and grabbed his cloak and wrapped himself.

A gust of wind and rain blows, hail hits the snowflake cover, and an hour finally passes.

Chimes sounded, and the clouds dispersed.

The sun was shining down, and it was clear again above the training ground.

The four disciples carried a long table and placed it in front of the positions of several elders, and a middle-aged man walked into the training ground, received everyone's papers, and placed them in front of Elder Wei Lai.

Wei Lai handed it to Kong Qun after reading it, Kong Qun looked at it and handed it to Zhongyi, Zhongzhi and Qingyan last.

It only took a moment to take turns to read the exam papers handed in by the fifteen disciples.

After all, not everyone is like Yi Junzi, densely written on a piece of paper.

His good results were expected, but Jiang Bi made Qingyan take a second look.

Zhongzhi's preference is not unreasonable, as one of the few female disciples present, Jiang Bi's grades are on par with Shen Lin.

It's the worst scoop, I didn't even write my name, and the whole paper was blood.

"Each of the elders has a peach fruit in front of him, please vote for it for the disciple you think is the best." Wei Lai held up the red and bright little round fruit in his hand and said.

The peach tree is the most unpopular tree in the entire continent.

Sanliu Academy stretches dozens of mountain peaks, and it can be seen that there is no room for a single peach in such a large area.

But there is such a big peach tree in the Qin Painting Academy, which covers the sky and the sun.

Qingyan looked at the tree full of red fruits, and then realized that the wind and rain just now seemed to have no effect on this tree.

It stands to reason that the fruit is ripe, and it is possible to fall even if it is not windy.

Is this tree a fine man?

Seven elders from three academies.

Except for Wu Xian, who had one more female elder, each academy had two male elders.

After Wei Lai finished speaking, they were not in a hurry to vote, and secretly waited to see the choices of others.

In inter-academy exchanges, everyone wants the disciples of their own academy to be among the best, but they can't lose their fairness and demeanor and fall behind.

The best way to do this is to wait for others to finish casting.

Wei Lai waved his sleeves, and a list of disciples appeared in the air in front of him.

Qingyan didn't think so much, and directly voted for Yi Junzi.

Wei Lai smiled and nodded, and Kong Qun frowned slightly.

In the Da Gong Pavilion, Qingyan unabashedly showed his appreciation for Yi Junzi.

Zhongyi hopes that she will vote for Shen Lin or Jiang Bi, but it is understandable to give Yi Junzi, after all, Yi Junzi deserves his name.

Kong Qun picked up the exam papers of Yijunzi and Xinghuo and compared them back and forth, and then looked at Zhongyi with an embarrassed expression.

"Elder Zhongyi, this year's disciples are all very good, and I can't make a decision for a while, so you should choose first."

Zhongyi had no choice, so he gave Zhongzhi a look and asked him to choose first.

Zhongzhi voted for Shen Lin, and Zhongyi voted for Yi Junzi.

In this way, he not only protects his own people but also shows a fair attitude, and outsiders have nothing to say.

The Qin Painting Academy also acted in the same way, Elder Wei Lai voted for Sanliu's Xinghuo, and Elder Wei Yin voted for Yi Junzi.

Zhongyi didn't expect Wu Xian to vote two peach fruits for Qin Hua, and Qin Hua actually voted for Sanliu peach fruits, and suddenly made a mistake.

But the fruit has been thrown, and there is no way to turn back.

At this time, Yi Junzi had already got three, and Shen Lin and Xinghuo each got one.

If Sanliu wants to win this game, he can only hope by giving both peach fruits to Xinghuo.

But if they all vote for their own disciples, it will inevitably make people think that Sanliu ignores the facts in order to win.

Kong Qun took the lead in throwing the peach fruit to Xinghuo and handed over the problem to Kong Lun.

Kong Lun knew that no matter who he voted for, he would be criticized, so he didn't want to give it directly to Xinghuo.

Wei Lai was dissatisfied in his heart, but he couldn't see it on his face, and smiled politely.

Sanliu and Qin Hua were tied, and Wu Xian lost slightly.

The results do not need to be announced, everyone present has seen them.

Zhuang and Liangyu congratulated Xinghuo around him, and threw him up with laughter.

The first battle was won, and the smile on Kong Qun's face was overflowing.

Some people were happy and some were worried, Wu Xian was defeated, several disciples were depressed, and Shen Lin blamed himself.

Come and don't be rude, Zhongyi and Zhongzhi are still thinking that Wei Lai is too unkind.

Only Qingyan walked up to Shen Lin and encouraged with a smile.

"You've done pretty well."

Shen Lin looked at her, and then at his master.

The wood is already in the boat, and the glory of victory does not belong to their Wuxian Academy.

Zhongyi sighed and turned to leave, not noticing his gaze at all.

Shen Lin lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, any words of comfort seemed pale and weak, and Qingyan just stood quietly beside him.

Li Luohan originally didn't like Shen Lin very much, but when he saw that he was injured and completely ignored by his own master, he immediately felt extremely pitiful.