Li Yiqing lifted the lid and saw that it was the book of sword theory that the young man casually threw in, and at this time, under her kneading, the paper she had just sent was crumpled.

The girl opened her mouth apologetically, took the two of them out, and carefully flattened the note and carefully tucked it into the pages. And in the process, the mouth of the small cloth bag on his lap slipped, and a folded piece of paper was brought out and fell to the ground.

The girl glanced at it, closed the pages in her hand and put them back in the cloth bag, and then lowered her head to pick it up and unfold it, wanting to see what it was.

Halfway through the drive, he suddenly stopped.

The material and color of this paper are exactly the same as the one just now.

The girl looked down, the ink behind it was already faintly visible, and unlike the short note just now, there were not two lines on this piece of paper, but a rather long paragraph.

It's not a sticky note, it's really a letter.

After realizing this, Li Yiqing subconsciously folded it back again, but paused halfway again, hooked his two fingers together and slowly twisted it twice. Then the girl stole a glance at the boy in the eyefield, and unfolded the paper again, this time much more lightly.

Sure enough, it was the clear handwriting again.

"Thank you for the letter, I am already in the Tianshan Mountains."

It turned out to be a reply.

"This is the last place, the Tianshan Sword is lonely and strong, and it is unique in the world, and the inheritance is also ancient, I will stay here for a while longer, and then I will go to the sword gate that my predecessors said about one or two, and then go back to the east."

"Liulilao you take care of it, I can sense its condition, thank you for treating it day and night, but you don't have to let it come, it was for you to protect - the fight last night should be okay? Are there any injuries? All your needs can be restored to me with this little sword. ”

"I don't have to settle for the date, I can find you if you have any arrangement."

"Congratulations on your achievements in the martial arts hall, and congratulations in advance on your blockbuster in the martial arts competition. As for what you said is difficult to win the championship, you really don't have to care too much, whether it is the first, second, or fourth or eighth, even if you lose in one round, you are still Shaolong's leading genius. On the day of the carp kun's seclusion, when Long Peng did not fly, it was inevitable to suffer ups and downs, so there was no need to always look forward to the gains and losses, and it was convenient to look ahead. ”

"My sword question is also very smooth, there are many elites in various sects, and there are really a lot of gains, we can talk about it at that time, but the premise is that you have to lay a good foundation for sword theory."

Reading this, Li Yiqing didn't seem to understand, until the last sentence below, she was frozen, and her body stagnated for a moment.

- "How did you read "Introduction to the Sword Art of the Six Dynasties"? ”

“.”

It turned out to be here.

The girl slowly rubbed the letter, she could almost imagine the way the boy took a sharp breath when he saw this sentence, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Then the smile quickly retracted.

He must have read for a long time with an oil lamp lit that night, and the next day he was in a state of mind when he taught him thrush, and he was also worried about this unfinished task.

No wonder she suddenly couldn't let go of the book she originally thought that the teenager was too self-disciplined and had to complete the task assigned to her even if it was delayed, but it turned out to be. Someone checked.

The girl had a deep curiosity about the person on the other side of the letter, Pei Li said that she was a "friend", but this kind of peaceful explanation, casual supervision, coupled with his unattainable status, the young man's "cherished and important" appearance was more like a strict teacher anyway.

The girl's eyes moved downward, and there was only a small word left in the letter, which should be the payment, saying: "Ming".

Ming what? What's Ming?

In fact, there are some small exquisiteness in this kind of word, although it is not conclusive, but generally speaking, the word is respectful and more upright; Leaving a single word as a name is a more intimate and casual relationship, generally common siblings, couples or close friends; And leaving a surname, which is somewhere in between, is about a feeling that is still casual but not intimate.

Li Yiqing's thoughts crossed his mind, feeling a little strange, but he didn't think about it anymore, in fact. She was a little down.

Guy is always a calm and stable young man in his eyes, and he does not retreat in the slightest panic when facing Qisheng, as if he is omnipotent and never at a loss, but in fact, he also has times when he is confused.

He would also be depressed and even doubt himself because he might not get the top spot, so he mentioned it to this friend in the book, and this friend also keenly captured this emotion and responded with gentle and powerful encouragement.

And a word of urging made him feel like a great enemy.

Not because the teenager has such a side, but because

Li Yiqing clearly dismantled this mood, and then bit her lip in a daze.

——

on the field.

No one came up to fight, and Pei Ye collected his sword and saluted to the Quartet.

On the other side of the literary field, the tall man dressed in black witnessed all this, his eyes were incomparably bright, and his feet had already taken a step forward.

He pressed the sword with one hand, but the other arm was held by Qi Zhaohua, and the woman frowned and said, "Don't go, let's just come as planned." ”

Shang Huaitong was silent, and his hand lingered on the hilt of the sword. was silent for a long time, and it wasn't until he watched the young man finish the ceremony that he sighed lightly, turned around and smiled: "Okay, since you have arranged it, I will naturally listen to you." ”

Qi Zhaohua let go of his arm and smiled: "Since Cui Yu dares to let him come to power, he must be sure of winning you, since we can win without a fight, there is no need to take this risk." ”

"Will you win me with four lives?" Shang Huaitong smiled disapprovingly, "Even if there is a real possibility of winning me, I will not shy away from this kind of challenge." ”

He lowered his hand from the hilt of the sword and smiled lowly: "On the sword, I can compete with anyone in a fair way." ”

Qi Zhaohua didn't know what to think, so he smiled and looked at the man who was showing his true side more and more in front of him: "Anyway, you can wait for the opportunity of martial arts." ”

"Not bad." Shang Huaitong nodded, and slowly muttered, "Pei Li."

Later, the reading of the poems in the literary field was completed, and almost one-fifth of the scribes participated in the poems, so it was not until the boy finished eight rounds that the review was completed and the heron began to be released.

There are also scribes who are still arguing: "How can I be right? ”

"My next sentence is 'Yi Lanshan', and the sound agrees with Yan Shan, what are you right about?"

“.”

On the other side, several celebrities smiled and opened the cage, and suddenly a group of herons went up to the sky, stretched out their fingers and counted, there is no need to mention less than seven, there are five of eight and nine, and the most eye-catching is the last three waves, a total of thirty-one egrets flew up, almost the cage flew away.

It is two poems of ten herons, one of eleven herons, according to the experience of previous years, this is a steady work, which can be recorded in the "Luzhou Poetry Collection" of Han Ge.

In this poetry meeting before the Golden Autumn Wu Competition, many people recognized for the first time the absolute dark horse of "Pei Li", and before tonight, his name will be placed in the top three of the gambling house.

On the other side, Pei Ye walked off the stage with a sword, sat back beside the girl with a smile, and was quite proud: "How is it?" ”

"Awesome." Li Youqing gave a thumbs up, "He is worthy of being Shaolong's premier genius." ”

"Haha, of course, I-" Pei Li's voice froze, and he blinked at the girl.

Then he looked down at the girl's lap, and sure enough, a familiar piece of letter was spread out there.

"Huh!" His voice was high, "How-"

"It fell out on its own." Li Yiqing said innocently.

"It just fell on your knee."

"Uh-huh!"

"The puppy opened it."

“.” The girl looked at him angrily, "You're so annoying, I peeked at you, okay." ”

Pei Ye smiled: "Then don't apologize to me quickly." ”

The girl glanced at him, folded the paper on her lap and put it back in the cloth bag, and without asking the words before, she found a more suitable expression: "This friend of yours. Is it someone important to you? ”

"It's very important." Pei Ye was stunned for a moment and said, "It's my life-saving benefactor." ”

"Ahh Li Yiqing was really surprised.

She was about to ask again, but when she turned around, Kuang Rong had come to her side again.

"Young master, the news just now, that one has boarded Luzhou."

Li Yiqing was suddenly startled, stopped talking, and immediately turned his head to look at the way he came.

However, of course, there is no figure to be seen.

Pei Ye also subconsciously looked down, he knew who they were talking about, the news Bai Sibing gave today said that he was an old man with gray hair.

It is now the most noble person in the entire Bowang City, who has been in charge of the Shaolong Dao Sword Cultivation Academy for nearly ten years, and has held important positions in the government, and the power in his hands is even more dazzling.

Even in Shaolongfu City, where the powerful hedgehogs gathered, this lord couldn't count ten fingers, and he was by no means barely counted.

He didn't know what to do, and he always came and went, and the aftermath was already the eye of the battle for Bowang Jianghu. Who will be the winner of this skyrocketing opportunity, but he decides casually.

This is also the highlight of all today's reputation battles, at this time, the "hanging silk" is just some rag belts, and the "flying heron" is just some long-haired birds, only by leaving a good reputation in the heart of this adult, is it really holding today's "name" in his hands.

It was also at this time that two more people on the field went up to compete.

They are not on either side of the three major factions, but they are not without fame, but this fame is a little out of touch - some people have already seen that one is the head of the dart in Benzhou, and the other is the master of the neighboring state, and there is a clear disagreement between the two of them!

However, most people still don't know these joints, and the two of them are also both in five lives, although Zhuyu is in front, it is a little unpleasant, but after all, it is also a top-notch fight, and everyone is watching attentively.

However, fighting, it seems that one side has taken advantage of something, or the other party has made some tricks, or nothing at all, in short, the anger of the two can no longer be suppressed, and the moves are becoming more and more thrilling and vicious, and the moves will cause the other party to die, and even the expression can't suppress the fierce anger.

At this time, not only the warriors saw it, but even the scribes also realized that something was wrong, and many people looked confused and looked around. And the denser the blade of the sword on the field, it seems that the next sword is about to bring a pod of deadly blood.

The Luzhou Poetry Society hadn't seen blood for a long time, how could there be such an accident, and before the prison was about to arrive?

But in such a close and thrilling struggle between the two five lives, who dares to enter it to dismantle it, and who can dismantle it?

People looked around again and again to find the seven-life master who had been invited from the state government to take care of him, but he had just been invited by Qi Jushi to meet the upcoming adult, and he couldn't find it at all.

On the field, one person has fallen into the downwind, and danger is everywhere. Many were already desperately shouting for reassurance, but the dominant side saw that the opponent was weak, and the attack became even more frenzied.

Some people went to look for the young man just now, but Pei Ye was caught up in the news that the adult was coming, and he just turned his head blankly and noticed the field.

And one step earlier, more people looked at the very edge of the literary field.

There is also a person on the field whose realm is higher than five lives, although it is a rumor, but this rumor has long been almost true.

And the six-born man just talked and laughed gently with the woman next to him, and didn't seem to pay attention to the situation on the field either.

In fact, throughout the poetry meeting, he sat calmly like this, without the intention of showing his skills. At this time, he was called out, and then he looked up at the field blankly, and then after just one breath, the face suddenly froze.

He left the table, leaned forward to raise his sword, and his figure swept through the middle of the literary field. This method is by no means elegant, but straight and strong, and the scribes only felt a big black Jiao suddenly roaring past them.

On the field, the weak side was kicked in the chest and fell to the ground. The man standing did not hesitate in the slightest, and stabbed his sword into his throat.

And the people on the ground also twisted their bodies, and the sword light stabbed the hearts of the people like poisonous snakes, which was obviously a life-fighting move.

In an instant, it's two lives!

Shang Huaitong had just come out of the literary field at this time, and hundreds of people on the Guanlu Platform exclaimed, this murder seemed to be irreparable.

Then a silver light swept through the air, bridging the distance between the man and the field.

The sword collided with the sword, first the first one, which was literally devastated, and the opponent's sword was like a tofu cast in front of a sword thrown by the man, broken, shattered, and silver light shattered.

Then this sword did not deviate at all, and hit the sword of the second person again, and the unstoppable killing move in the hands of Wusheng was still like a mantis arm in front of this sword, and at the same time that the long sword was deflected, the whole person's body was deflected and brought down.

The next moment, this pretentious black Jiao was already standing on the field, divided between the two.

"You two want to see blood here?" The man said coldly, looking at the two of them left and right, "After the poetry meeting, Shang asked the two of you to see what your blood looks like, how about it?" ”

The cold tone made the audience feel cold.

Shang Gongzi's spaciousness is famous for his popularity, and he is really angry at this time, either because his partner's assembly is causing trouble, or because the upcoming adult determines the man's future. But in any case, this is also the common reason why most of the people here do not want to see this scene, and this chill really calmed the two of them.

"Before noon tomorrow, if I don't see the two of you apologizing in front of the Qi Jushi's door, please see how hard your necks are."

(End of chapter)