All of them want to fly, and want to go to the blue sky and catch the bright moon.

Jiangnan Yizhou City Dengjian Conference Venue

Hua Wuming led the people of the Medical Pavilion to hurriedly carry Mo Yuqing for treatment, and Miao Chenglan, as the sect master of the Yaochi Sect of the Holy Land of Medicine, naturally followed him to check it out in person.

It's just that Chen Bayi, who was on the field, still stood up stubbornly. After all, this is in the ring, and the players have not been knocked out of the field, and they have not fallen to the ground, and no one except the saint is qualified to stop the game.

"You're not in the right body, stop fighting!"

Yun Musheng anxiously yelled at Chen Bayi, Chen Bayi ignored Yun Musheng, and still waved his fists that had no strength against his increasingly weak body.

Yun Musheng looked at him like this, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he first came to Lanyue Mountain Villa.

The sky was so clear that day, Bei Mingyu introduced himself to Chen Bayi in a boastful manner, and Chen Bayi still had an innocent and immature expression on his face at that time, at that time, it was just ordinary. It's only been a few months, and when I look at the young man in front of me who should continue to thrive, he has been swallowed up by hatred and the turbidity of this world.

At this moment, Yun Musheng suddenly understood what Qiu Weiwei had said at the Jiangnan Poetry Conference, if he wants to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it will not be the same as a teenager.

He couldn't stand Chen Bayi being tortured again and again, so he took back his sword and grabbed Chen Bayi and walked towards the stage, knocking the opponent out of the field according to the rules to win, Yun Musheng wanted to end the game as soon as possible and let Chen Bayi get treatment.

"Clouds ... Brother Yun, Brother Yun, wait a minute, cough cough cough, don't... Don't throw me, useless... We just forcibly exercised the gong cough cough cough... The internal force has been exhausted, and the cold poison has penetrated into the bones. . . ”

Yun Musheng ignored it, he needed to win this game, but he also needed to save Chen Bayi's life, he never wanted anyone else to die in front of him.

"I don't want to... To be again ... Ahem, ahem... Thrown around. ”

Chen Bayi's weak words suddenly stopped Yun Musheng like a thunderbolt, remembering that night in the face of the violent Yang Tiehu, the defenseless Chen Bayi had only the fate of being thrown aside by him and waiting for death, how could he not be like this.

At this moment, Yun Musheng didn't know what to do anymore, Chen Bayi grabbed Yun Musheng's shoulders and tried his last strength to stand up, and said with all his strength in his hoarse and weak voice:

"Come, we ... Let's finish the game, the Chen family generation... I have been a scholar for generations, but today I can stand on the stage of this sword conference, sister... My sister and father must cough cough cough... I must be proud ... Month... The moonlight and you cough cough cough ... It's me Chen Bayi in this life... ”

At this point, Chen Bayi couldn't make a sound again, and his mouth was still trying to say something. The fist trembled and raised, and finally threw a punch into Yun Musheng's chest, and he never moved again.

This punch was weak and weak, and it failed to make Yun Musheng take half a step back, and this punch was extremely heavy, as if it passed through the flesh like a big stone and hit Yun Musheng's heart.

Ye Qianqiu sensed that something was wrong, jumped into the ring, stretched out two fingers and probed Chen Bayi's neck, suddenly shocked in his heart, and then said in disbelief: "This kid... The kid went. Yun Musheng lowered his head in pain and didn't want to look at this heartbreaking scene anymore, and some sobs were faintly heard in the audience.

This moon boy, until his death, stood in the center of the ring of this sword conference in a fist-swinging posture!

At this time, the silence was terrible, Yun Musheng still lowered his head, he slowly grabbed Chen Bayi's other hand that did not swing his fist, and raised it up little by little, over his shoulders, over his head, until it was completely straightened.

Countless spectators in the field could not help the emotional breakdown, have responded, in an instant, the audience resounded like thunderous applause, enduring, not only to the winner, is to every teenager who mustered up the courage to stand on the stage, the applause lasted for a long time, long enough to spread all over Yizhou, all over the south of the Yangtze River, and to the people in the sky, can also hear.

In addition to grief, Yun Musheng suddenly noticed something, and suddenly looked at the teacup on the table between himself and Mo Yuqing, Mo Yuqing and Chen Bayi were poisoned at the same time, could it be that someone poisoned the tea?

And Mo Yuqing escaped because he exchanged teacups with him, so the real thing that the poisoner really wanted was himself and Chen Bayi.

And with such a motive, there are only two people in this venue, Yun Musheng looked towards the prince's seating area, Chaos King Li Tengzu looked at himself with a smug face, and looked at himself with a smile, and Li Lanxin, the king of poor Qi, took a sip of tea in the cup slightly, raised his eyes and nodded to himself.

Yun Musheng glared angrily at the two fierce beasts in the audience, took out a piece of clothing and fabric that had been torn off his body when he fought against Li Lanxin's son Li Quanfu from his bag, and tore it apart one by one and threw it on the ground, Li Lanxin immediately put away his smile and stared at the young man on the stage, knowing that this was a declaration of war between the two sides, hidden in the shadows.

Jiangnan, Yizhou City, Yanyulou Medical Pavilion

In the medical pavilion, the doctors of the Yanyu Building can be said to be non-stop to treat the injuries of the injured players, and after the quarterfinals, everyone's injuries are much more serious than they imagined, whether they are injured internally or externally, and the sword conference is the first time since the previous session, and more than half of the casualties in the top eight have occurred.

Relatively speaking, Xu Chang'an's injury in Tianji Tower is slightly lighter, although he ate Hua Xiaoqi's heavy palm, but compared to those who fought until their internal strength was exhausted, he recovered much faster, and he was already sober and able to move freely with ordinary people.

Xu Wenxiu still pressed it on the bed, and sat on the edge of his bed with a group of disciples to feed it and drink medicine, this Wanjuan Hall Master who already admired literature and not martial arts didn't care if his son could win the game, he was only worried about not hurting his head and affecting his full stomach for many years of study.

Seeing that Xu Chang'an's cup of decoction had been drunk, Qiu Zhuo went out and continued to go to the medicine depot to find the disciples of the Medical Pavilion to grab the medicine.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into Yun Musheng who had just come back from the venue, Qiu Weiwei missed his game because he helped take care of the injured Xu Changan, and he was already a little reluctant to go, and then looked at the blue and purple scars on Yun Musheng's face, and he was even more painful, and hurriedly said:

"How's your injury? Does it matter? I'll find someone to deal with for you! ”

"My injuries are fine, just flesh wounds, Mo Yuqing, do you know where his room is!"

Yun Musheng recalled that Chen Bayi was poisoned by the cold in the ring, and presumably Mo Yuqing's situation was the same, so he was very anxious.

"You go in from here and go around the first corner, and the third room is the room of the Yao Chi Sect."

"Okay, got it."

After speaking, without waiting for Qiu Yusheng to check his injuries, Yun Musheng turned around and eagerly ran towards Mo Yuqing's room. "Alas!" Qiu Weiwei just reached out and wanted to grab Yun Musheng's wrist, but who knew that the young man was too eager to leave, and he didn't give Qiu Weiwei time to say the second sentence at all.

Qiu Weiwei wants to go with him, but he still has something to do to do to grab medicine for Xu Changan, but after thinking about it, it should be no big problem to go to see Xu Changan's current state, and it should not delay things if he goes to visit him lightly.

Yun Musheng came to the front of Mo Yuqing's house, and saw that Miao Xian'er, Feng Wan and others were already waiting outside the door, so he asked anxiously, "How is he doing!" Could something happen? ”

"Brother Yun, don't panic, Hua's medicine has stopped the cold in his body, and that Yaochi Sect Master is transmitting internal force to him, don't worry, he can't die."

Hua Wuming patiently explained to Yun Musheng. Feng Wan on the side was still leaning on the side with a lazy appearance, he suddenly remembered something, took off his hat and glanced at Yun Musheng.

"Looks like you can't die, so there's nothing to do with me."

Then he put on his hat and went to sleep. Yun Musheng heard the news that Mo Yuqing was no longer worried about his life, and immediately calmed down, and Qiu Yusheng rushed to the back foot, and when he lifted Yun Musheng's clothes, he had to check them carefully.

"Alas, Qiuqiu, I'm here... I'm really fine, just a little flesh wound, and here ... So many people. ”

Yun Musheng was a little embarrassed by Qiu Wei, and hurriedly pulled down the coat that had just been lifted by Qiu Weiwei to cover his naked body.

Only then did Qiu Weiwei realize that her behavior was a little out of shape, so she blushed a little and took a few steps back, she refused to leave at this time, and she was embarrassed to step forward, eager to find a hole in the ground on the spot. But Miao Xian'er, who was sitting next to Feng Wan, relieved him.

"Brother Yun, looking at your spirited appearance, you should have won the game, huh? By the way, you seem to be Brother Bayi this round, how is he? You don't have to fight to the death like those guys. ”

Several people present had not finished watching Yun Musheng's game due to Mo Yuqing's sudden poisoning, and they all looked at him curiously.

As soon as Yun Musheng heard this, his face, which had been somewhat stable just now, suddenly sank, and he jumped out of his mouth with great difficulty, and the words that he was extremely reluctant to say came out of his mouth with great difficulty: "Chen Bayi, he... He died in battle. ”