Chapter Ninety-Five: One Move

After that, Ye Yanqing returned to the Purple Sword Sect, and after saying hello to those good friends in the past, she went to find Song Xinyu.

Because of Ye Yanqing's special status, even if he is only a disciple of the outer court, there is no one to stop him from entering the cabinet.

But he didn't remember the way to Song Xinyu's dormitory.

In desperation, I had to find a disciple to help lead the way.

"Hey, isn't that the girl who overheard me talking to Xinyu last time?" Ye Yanqing saw the familiar yellow dress, and wanted to step forward.

"Hey, why are you going?Is Song Xinyu in the dormitory?" Ye Yanqing patted the woman's shoulder and said.

"Well, who are you?" the woman looked back curiously, wanting to see who was patting her on the shoulder, and if it was an ugly man, she would walk away.

But when I looked back, I found that it was a handsome face, delicate facial features, chic black hair, plus a somewhat childish smile, a handsome face, a good one... What a familiar face!

"It's you! The woman screamed.

And the woman's voice attracted a lot of passers-by, and many stopped to see what was happening.

"I'll go, who's the bastard? I'm a good person, don't you always target me like this, okay?" Ye Yanqing was a little helpless.

And the people on the side were a little shocked when they saw this scene, the man named Ye Yanqing, they were too impressed, because he was the first person who was a disciple of the outer court but won the first place in the cabinet since the establishment of the Purple Sword Sect.

"Hey, what are they doing?" asked a man to another disciple beside him.

And the disciple beside him gave him a blank look, and then said helplessly: "How do I know this, I just came to see the play!"

"Well, forget it, ignore them, that guy, we didn't provoke it, let's go and watch the game quickly. ”

"That's right. ”

Then, people left one after another.

"Hmph, if you want me to forgive you, no way, unless you promise me not to go to that Sun Shuyu from now on, I won't target you. The woman's expression was very arrogant.

Ye Yanqing on the side couldn't cry or laugh, smiled bitterly and touched her head a little dizzy, and then said to the woman: "Then can't I have other female friends?

When the woman heard this, she blushed and argued: "You have slept in the same room with other people, who knows what you have done in the same room with lonely men and widows?

"I..." Ye Yanqing now clearly understands what it means to cry without tears.

No wonder they say they can't mess with girls, alas. I thought so in my heart. Ye Yanqing subconsciously held her hand on her somewhat painful brain.

"Please, little aunt, you can take me to find Xinyu, okay?" Ye Yanqing was scared after all.

"If you ask me to take you to Sister Xinyu, I'll take you there, what do you think of me, what do you want to do when you go to Sister Xinyu, I, the bystander, can't help but say a few words to you when I see your behavior, to hold grievances for my Senior Sister Xinyu, not to mention what Senior Sister Xinyu will think, you have done this kind of ugly thing outside and don't let you say it, you go away and don't leave a feeling of no reason, let you see Senior Sister Xinyu and maybe how to make Senior Sister Ying uncomfortable, hurry up, if you don't leave, I'm going to do it." As she spoke, the woman really stretched out her hand.

"I... I'm afraid of you. Ye Yanqing shook his head and walked away, but he didn't go far.

Seeing Ye Yanqing's back leaving, the woman snorted lightly, and then continued to walk forward, but she didn't notice that someone behind her was secretly following her.

"Hmph, don't tell me where Song Xinyu is, and I'm in such a hurry, I want to see where you're going? If you go to a sparsely populated place, I'll definitely beat you up secretly." Ye Yanqing whispered viciously.

The woman walking in front didn't feel the danger behind her at all, and still walked quickly.

"It's... Hey, that's Song Xinyu!" Ye Yanqing said happily.

Glancing at the woman in front of her, Ye Yanqing decided to go around to the other side of the stage.

"Good men don't fight women. ”

On stage, the battle between Song Xinyu and Qin Ming was nearing the end.

In the end, Song Xinyu was defeated by Qin Ming's ghost king Fufa and was defeated.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Song, I agreed. Qin Ming arched his hand.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Qin doesn't have to be modest, your strength is better than mine, if you win, it's strength, how can you say it. Song Xinyu said generously.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Song is too modest. Although Qin Ming said this, the smile on his face betrayed him.

And after Ye Yanqing in the audience saw this scene, she clenched her fists.

"Alas, Senior Brother Qin Ming is so handsome and so powerful, why is Senior Sister Xinyu only interested in that bastard?" said the woman in the yellow dress with a sigh.

Then a figure jumped to the jousting platform.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Qin Ming, I haven't seen you for a long time, today the two of us will compare

How about a stroke?"

"Hey, who is that person, who dares to challenge Senior Brother Qin Ming, doesn't he want to live?" someone in the audience asked in surprise.

And his questioner quickly aroused the contempt of those around him.

"You're stupid, he's that Ye Yanqing. ”

"Ye Yanqing, the outer court disciple who won the battle against Senior Brother Qin Ming before?" asked the person who asked the question before, taking a breath.

"Nonsense. ”

Hearing this, the man scratched his head a little embarrassed, and then said, "I was on a sect mission outside when they competed before, so I don't know what this Ye Yanqing looks like? ”

On the stage, Song Xinyu looked at the familiar back in front of him, and Song Xinyu felt so familiar and so unfamiliar.

"When did you come back?" asked Song Xinyu.

"I came back. ”

"I was the first to come to see me?" After hesitating for a while, this sentence was still asked.

Hearing this, Ye Yanqing scratched her head in embarrassment, and then said, "The big guys are going to visit last." ”

"Hmph. A cold snort rang out.

Ye Yanqing didn't look back, she knew that she was miserable again this time.

"Hey, hey. Is it okay for you to go down first, now I want to fight with Senior Brother Qin Ming first. ”

Then Ye Yanqing said to Qin Ming: "Senior Brother Qin Ming, I haven't seen you for a long time, I think you were tired just now, let's decide the winner with one move, how about it?"

Hearing this, Qin Ming hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Wow, these two are going to do it again. ”

"But Senior Brother Qin Ming used so much physical strength before, isn't it fair?" someone asked.

"Didn't you hear them say that they want to decide the winner with one move? ”

"But after all, it still has an impact. Someone questioned.

Then Ye Yanqing put a hand behind her back in front of everyone.

"Can I use one hand?" Ye Yanqing asked the people in the audience.

"This..." No one in the audience replied for a while.

"Yes. Qin Ming said.

So the competition between the two began.

"Broken Dragon Fist. Ye Yanqing still chose the Broken Dragon Fist.

"This move is much more powerful than before, the dragon shadow behind him is becoming more and more real, and his realm seems to have improved a lot. Qin Ming said with a solemn face.

"Hmph, even if you've improved a lot, I've not been idle during this time. Look at the moves, the ghost king is subdued. ”

As Qin Ming's words fell, a huge ghost figure appeared behind him, and finally the ghost figure stretched out its huge and formidable palm and slapped towards Ye Yanqing.

"Come on. Ye Yanqing shouted.

Then he clenched his hands into fists and rushed towards the palms.

"Boom. ”

Countless clouds of sand and dust spread out with a loud sound. It was difficult for everyone to see the battlefield clearly for a while.

After the dust receded, everyone was shocked to find that the ghost king's palm had been pierced by Ye Yanqing.

"I conceded. Then Ye Yanqing left the competition platform and came to Song Xinyu's side.

"You... When did you become so powerful?" Song Xinyu was a little surprised.

"Alright, let's go to your dorm first. Saying that, Ye Yanqing pushed Song Xinyu away.

After Song Xinyu and Ye Yanqing left, a group of people reacted to what had just happened.

"Oh my God. I didn't expect that Ye Yanqing to be so strong that even Senior Brother Qin Ming couldn't beat him. ”

"Yes, yes, but it's not surprising, after all, Senior Brother Qin Ming has lost once before. ”

Qin Ming, who was in the ring, heard these words, clenched his fists and left the competition platform without a sound.

Speaking of Ye Yanqing, just as he and Song Xinyu were about to return to the dormitory where Song Xinyu lived, a yellow shadow stopped them.

"You bastard, centrifugal sister stay away. The girl said angrily.

"I..." Ye Yanqing was a little crying without tears.