......

Every time Chen Yue made a move, he used the same moves as himself, and the moves were more subtle than himself, and the degree of subtlety just happened to be what he could understand. If it's once or twice, it can be explained as a coincidence, but every time it's like this, it only says one thing!

Chen Yue is deliberately pointing out himself!

This kind of meticulous and patient guidance was only done by the Master when he was a beginner. Ever since her own strength surpassed that of her master, no one had given her similar instructions.

This Chen Yue seems to be completely different from the rumors.

Now, after this battle, although she is fortunate, her comprehension of "Ice Spirit Sword Technique" has made a qualitative leap, and even the trick "Frozen Thousands of Miles", which has been used badly before, has comprehended a trace of the true meaning.

She had reason to believe that as long as she practiced well for a few more days, she would be able to integrate the entire sword technique, and her actual combat strength would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

This was a bonus.

Nangong Bingqin was immersed in the joy of comprehending the swordsmanship, and did not have time to notice the abnormality of this matter.

In the stands, Ouyang Tuo looked at this scene with a smile, and said to Shentu Mengting: "Seeing how he didn't fake to you that day, I thought he really didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade~ I didn't expect him to like this type~"

Shentu Mengting's face changed, and then she became indifferent, and said lightly: "I'm not interested in these!"

As she spoke, she turned around and was about to walk, took a few steps, but stopped again, and turned back to ask Ouyang Tuo: "How much strength do you think he has exerted?"

"How do I know this?" Ouyang Tuo's face froze, and he shrugged his shoulders casually. "You've been watching it for so long, can you see it?"

"I can't see through it. Shentu Mengting looked back at Chen Yue, who was still and motionless, her eyes flickering.

She kept telling herself. She did this for no other reason than to find out his strength so that she could defeat him in the final!

"Brother Chen Yue, sister-in-law, what are you still standing on it after the fight?"

Chen Mo greeted loudly from a distance, followed by Ye Lianxiang and Yuan Haocang, who were joining in the fun.

When he saw the scene in the ring, he intuitively thought that his sister-in-law refused to admit defeat. insisted on fighting with Brother Chen Yue, and it would drag on until now, and a trace of worry in my heart finally dissipated.

Nangong Bingqin heard this greeting. A blush subconsciously appeared on his face, and he came back to his senses from joy.

Chen Yue turned to look at Chen Mo, a smile appeared on his lips, and asked, "Brother Xian." Why are you here?"

"Although I have confidence in the strength of my eldest brother. But you haven't won for a long time, so I'll just take a look at how you can rest assured. ”

As he spoke, Chen Mo had already come closer.

Nangong Bingqin listened to the conversation between the two, and a trace of confusion appeared on his face.

Isn't Chen Yue from the Rakshasa Gate? How could he know Chen Mo?

The back of Chen Yue's black robe in front of him seemed to have become a little blurred. In my memory, another figure gradually became clear, and it was about to come out.

"Brother Chen Yue, I forgot to say hello to you before. With your temperament, I'm really worried that you will seriously injure my sister-in-law with one palm! Fortunately, my sister-in-law is fine. Otherwise, I really don't know how to explain to my brother~"

Chen Yue's smile froze slightly: "Sister-in-law, I remember that your brother doesn't seem to be married~"

"Hehe~ Not now, it will always be in the future!" Chen Mo grinned at the corners of his mouth and winked at Chen Yue, revealing a tacit smile.

"Hehe~ Even so, calling your sister-in-law in public like this is always not good for girls. Chen Yue stiffened his face and forced out a smile, trying to change Chen Mo's mind.

His current identity is not Chen Hao, so it is not easy to explain to Chen Mo directly, he just treats Nangong Bingqin as a sister, and has no intention of marrying her. It seems that we will have to find an opportunity to explain this misunderstanding clearly in the future.

Always let Chen Mo scream at Nangong Bingqin's sister-in-law, what is it called!

"It's okay~ I've always called it that, everyone is used to it......" Chen Mo didn't care.

"Hehe~" Chen Yue's face stiffened, and he didn't know what to say.

Nangong Bingqin was closer to Chen Yue, unlike Chen Mo across the rune sky, she clearly saw how reluctant Chen Yue's smile was.

Chen Yue was just seeing her for the first time, so he tried his best to help himself, and now he cares so much about Chen Mo's "sister-in-law", he can't be love at first sight.

Don't......

She felt as if she had grasped something, and an uncanny conjecture came to her mind.

Her heart was pounding, as if it was about to burst out of her heart.

Strong emotions left her with little to think.

"Sister-in-law, are you okay?" Chen Mo noticed Nangong Bingqin's abnormality and asked with concern.

"It's okay!" Nangong Bingqin replied reflexively, but his mind gradually regained a trace of calm.

If he really is...... There's always a reason for that, and now is not the time to ask.

"Sister-in-law, it's not a matter for you to keep confronting each other like this, you have to decide the winner and loser, you see......" Chen Mo thought that Nangong Bingqin was stubborn and refused to admit defeat, so he wanted to persuade him.

I have to say that he has a pretty accurate grasp of Nangong Bingqin's temperament. However, the reason for the current situation was not as he thought, but another reason that he did not anticipate in any case.

Nangong Bingqin regained some physical strength and was already able to stand firmly, so he pulled out the sword and put it in his hand again.

She was a little confused at the moment, and she was stunned for a while before she understood Chen Mo's words.

When she came back to her senses, she glanced at Chen Yue, and then at Chen Mo, feeling that there was no need to fight any more, she frowned, and prepared to get out of the ring.

"Sister-in-law!"

"Be careful!" Ye Lianxiang took a step forward, firmly held the stumbling Nangong Bingqin, and let go of San'er in her arms.

San'er landed lightly, her fluffy long tail was spread softly on the ground, her head was raised high, the blue light flashed in her deep eyes, and she followed Ye Lianxiang elegantly.

Hachi's eyes lit up, and he began to tiptoe closer.

"Thank you~" Nangong Bingqin's face turned slightly pale. The spirit is good, but the physical exertion is too much, and the hands and feet are a little weak.

A golden chime. Chen Yue's victory was announced.

Chen Yue's expression gradually returned to normal, and with a dashing leap, he jumped out of the ring and arched his hand towards Chen Mo: "You take care of Senior Sister Nangong, there are still a lot of things in my sect, go first~"

He didn't know if he could keep his composure.

Nangong Bingqin subconsciously stretched out his hand. His lips squirmed, but he couldn't say anything.

At this time, Hachi finally approached the five-tailed snow fox. The five foxtails shook slightly from time to time, as if tempting it, and Hachi took a bite of it.

"Whew!"

San'er's eyes instantly widened, and the white hair on his whole body exploded violently. Suddenly turned. Pop out the claws to scratch Xiaoba's turtle ~ head, and the four long tails also keep pumping on the turtle's back, but unfortunately it has little effect.

A fox and a turtle instantly became a ball.

At this time, the sound of golden chimes continued to sound, and in other rings, the winners and losers began to be decided.

For a time, the Qianyuan sky was very lively in front of the canopy.

Soon, after all the top 40 are decided. The crowd dispersed.

......

As the night deepened, Chen Yue sat alone on the windowsill. Pour your own drink.

The cold moonlight shine through the window screen and sprinkled on the silver fox mask, and the originally cold mask added a three-point chill.

Chen Yue raised the wine jug, pointed it to the spout, and drank it all, a spicy burning sensation, like a raging fire, burned in his throat, and then spread in his internal organs.

"Ahem~"

A glass of bitter wine, two coughs.

Under the burning of this burst of liquor, Chen Yue slowly took off the silver fox mask and looked at his face in front of the bronze mirror on the windowsill.

At the age of twenty-six or seventeen, he should have been freshly dressed and angry, but he has been weathered. Now, in my life, apart from three family members, there is nothing important.

Staring at his own appearance, so familiar, but so unfamiliar. Whether he is Chen Yue or Chen Hao is no longer clear.

Perhaps, it doesn't matter anymore.

Suddenly, a voice came from the door.

"Holy Lord, someone wants to see you. ”

"Don't you know that at night, except for Brother Chen Moxian, no one will be seen?" Chen Yue slapped the table and slapped his palm towards the door.

A black gas cut through the air like a poisonous snake.

"Smack~" The door panel shattered into sawdust and scattered on the people lying on the ground.

At the same time, Chen Yue, who was wearing a silver fox mask, quietly stood in front of the comer. When someone disturbed his calm mind, a murderous aura rose out of his chest, and black demonic qi jumped out in the palm of his hand.

"The Holy Lord forgives her sins, but the woman said that if the suzerain does not come out, she will not leave. The visitor hurriedly got up and fell to his knees, trembling.

"Who is she?" Chen Yue heard that it was a woman, so he put away his killing intent and asked.

"Returning to the sect master, she is the woman who competed with you during the day, claiming to be Nangong Bingqin. The visitor didn't dare to raise his head, and hurriedly replied, his tone becoming a little trembling.

Hearing the words Nangong, Chen Yue's heart twitched.

"Let her go......" After a short silence, Chen Yue said slowly.

"Yes, Sect Master!" the visitor hurriedly got up and retreated.

"Wait!"

......

The moonlight is like a dream.

A graceful figure, standing under the shadow of a tree, blowing in the breeze, slightly lonely and desolate.

Nangong Bingqin.

Chen Yue walked over, and because he had drunk alcohol, his eyes under the silver fox mask added three points of indifference and vicissitudes.

Nangong Bingqin saw the figure, and his originally tired eyes were tactful, and his eyes were full of affection.

Under the eyes of each other, a cold gaze pierced his flesh like a steel cone, and a bone-chilling cold spread across his body.

Nangong Bingqin felt an extremely deep chill, and rushed the words that had been prepared to the clouds.

"You, you're here?"

Nangong Bingqin Ying's lips closed slightly, and she spit out four words.

Chen Yue just nodded lightly, and his indifferent eyes did not have a trace of warmth.

After a short silence, Nangong Bingqin spoke:

"Forgive me for my presumptuous pleas, I hope you can take your mask off......"

...... (To be continued......)