"My pet."

Yan Yun explained, after all, it is not good for such a young dog to eat Bigu Dan all the time.

"You know how to chat......"

Qiao Yunxi was stunned for a moment, and then pouted dissatisfiedly, "You give such a good thing to the dog, it's better to give it to me." ”

Yan Yun on the side frowned, what a strange feeling.

Qiao Yunxi also realized it, how did she feel that she was robbing the dog for food......

"Yes, but wait, I'm not done baking yet."

Qiao Yunxi talked about this, and Yan Yun was embarrassed to refuse.

"Actually, that's not what I meant......"

Qiao Yunxi, who was trying to save it, showed an embarrassed but polite smile.

Half an hour later, she watched Qiao Yunxi, a big beauty, gnawing on rabbit meat without any image, the most terrifying thing was.

She even brought her own sauce......

Yan Yun seriously suspected that she had come to Houshan to forage for food, but she just happened to meet her.

Qiao Yunxi wiped his mouth elegantly after eating, "Your skills are good, I am very satisfied." ”

Then he glanced at the Changle Sect clothes on her body, "Do you want to come to our Hehuan Sect, I will accept you as a disciple, and there are seventy-seven and forty-nine beautiful men under my door......"

“……”

Yan Yun's back stiffened, and he began to be scared, what should he do?

"You're not satisfied?"

Seeing that her face was not good, Qiao Yunxi glared at her.

"Satisfied."

Yan Yun lowered her face, did she dare to say that she was not satisfied?

By the time she returned to the waterfront again, it was already completely dark.

There's no way, Qiao Yunxi has been grinding her for a long time, if she hadn't run fast......

She brought spring to the bamboo forest behind, and then gave it roasted rabbit meat to eat, looking at its cheerful appearance, she was in a better mood for no reason.

She was very early in the second day's event, so she arrived early.

She sat down obediently as usual, waiting for the game to begin.

"In the next game, Changle Sect Yanyun will fight against Fengming Sect Zhou."

"It's you."

When she saw Zhou Actually , she was a little surprised, she didn't expect such a coincidence.

"I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, so as not to lose the face of your Changle Sect when you get it."

Looking at the thin and weak Yan Yun, a trace of contempt flashed in Zhou Actually eyes, she must have been lucky to win Shang Wen yesterday.

He's going to have to give her some color today!

"Please advise."

She didn't want to talk nonsense with him, it was so pointless.

Zhou actually seemed to want a quick victory, and it was a big killer move as soon as he came up.

He raised his hand to gather the spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and a large half-human fireball slashed towards Yan Yun with the momentum of a prairie fire.

The alarm bell in Yan Yun's mind was loud, this week was actually different from Shang Wen, he had the ability.

The firelight turned her face red.

The sword in her hand swung fast, and the advantage of swinging the sword 20,000 times a day came out.

Zhou actually watched as the sword flew away between the flips of her wrists.

The fireball was extinguished little by little under her sword, and the sword was burned hot.

And this series of actions is only half a breath!

He sealed his hands, and a steady stream of fire gathered, one by one, towards Yan Yun.

Yan Yun felt the burning sensation in his palm, raised his hand and waved his sword, and forcibly cut off this wave of fire wave after wave!

Zhou actually didn't give her a chance to breathe, and his backhand was a fierce wave of fire.

It's only half an hour......

The speed at which she swung her sword slowed down, and the subtle change fell into his eyes.

"You surrender now......"

Taking advantage of the moment he spoke, Yan Yun seized the opportunity and opened the way with his sword without fear of death.

He saw the waves of fire burning her clothes, and he saw her slay before him from the waves.

Yan Yun pursed her lips, her eyes became thicker, and her sword-wielding hand became faster and faster.

The palm of her hand had already blistered, and it was worn out under her incessant swing of the sword, and the sharp pain did not distract her.

Zhou actually secretly said that it was not good, so he quickly pinched a talisman charm, wanting to block her out.

She noticed his movements, stopped swinging her sword, and slammed into it with great speed.

“……”

Zhou actually had a complicated look in his eyes, and he was hit by her and fell directly to the ground, embarrassed.

He hurriedly got up, narrowly dodged the sword stabbed down by Yan Yun, and kept retreating to open up the distance.

Since Yan Yun has the initiative, it is naturally impossible for him to avoid it.

A violent air flow rushed from her sword to Zhou Ji, instantly closing the distance between the two and knocking him to the ground again.

Zhou actually gritted his teeth, and a crocodile stood up, he clenched his fists, his spiritual power was too consumed in the first half.

He was taller than Yan Yun, and while dodging her sword, he gathered his spiritual power in his hand and hit her near her temple.

Zhou actually moved too fast and violently, and for a moment, Yan Yun only felt that his mind was blank, and the world was full of noise.

He took advantage of the moment when she lost control and kicked her hard into the audience.

She slid sharply on the rough ground, her hands clutching at the floor, barely allowing herself to stop.

She couldn't straighten up in pain and curled up on the ground.

"I said a long time ago, you're a shitty ...... who can't hold a sword."

But soon, under Zhou Actually shocked, Yan Yun endured the pain and stood up again.

She had only one thought in her heart, she was going to win.

She was unable to hold the sword in one hand, and her palms were already bleeding.

I saw that she held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and launched an even more fierce and crazy attack towards Zhou than just now.

No matter how hard Zhou actually beat her, she would stand up again and rush forward.

The last sword, the tiger descends the dragon!

At the moment of falling from the sword, she finally forced him off the stage.

"The game is over, and in the second game, Changle Zong Yanyun wins."

It wasn't until he heard the end of the game that Zhou actually reacted, he lost!

He couldn't believe it, stupidly sitting down the stage, looking up at the little girl standing against the light on the stage.

The people around were stunned, and they didn't know who started it, and the warm applause resounded throughout the Fengyun platform.

And these applause also reminded him loudly once again that he had lost, to an opponent he thought he would definitely win......

The little girl looked at him condescendingly, her face was indifferent, "Useless waste." ”

Word for word, she returned the words to him as they were.

In an instant, all kinds of complex emotions of anger, shame, embarrassment surged into Zhou Ji's heart, and he spat blood violently and fell to the ground.

"Senior brother! Senior Brother ......"

Feng Mingzong saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly went up to help him.

"Your Changle Sect is too deceitful!"

"It's just a few words about you, why bother, it's really not measured......"

"Waste."

Yan Yun, who had just come down, glanced lukewarmly at the person who spoke, and then scolded together.

"You! Why are you still swearing? ”

The man was so angry that he stepped forward to ask for an explanation.

"It's just a few words about you, so why bother? There really is no measurement......"

She glanced at him faintly, and returned what he had just said untouched, which almost made the man angry and hurt himself.

(End of chapter)