There is no crowd of people, and naturally there is no public attention, it is a sunny morning, and the competition in Luoyang that I don't understand the reason has begun.

may be an ulterior motive, or it may be due to the number of qi, Luoyang was the first to take the stage, and the opponent was a half-grown boy holding a nine-story exquisite tower, although his height was not as high as Luoyang's chest, but he was awe-inspiring.

"Let's get started. ”

The only narrow stand was obscured by shadows, and no one could see who was sitting inside, and the old man Cao called softly, and the young man sacrificed the Linglong Tower, and before the edict spell, the wooden sword was already hanging over his shoulder.

"Wooden sword, big brother, wooden sword can't hurt me. ”

The boy raised his head, his big shining eyes blinked, very eye-catching, and it was easy to cover small movements.

Luoyang didn't seem to notice those ulterior motives, but when the young man was about to complete the handprint, he waved his sword casually, slashing at his neck and making a golden sound.

A few hundred catties of mountain rocks can't stop this sword, but the hundred-pound boy can only soar high in the direction of the wooden sword, and after breaking the ban, he falls into the other ring.

As if they hadn't seen the boy, the two cultivators were still fighting, and the sharp sword light and sword shadows were all over the sky, mixed with poison and Dao techniques, and magic weapons sneaked up from time to time.

An invisible streamer flashed in front of him, and the glow of the pagoda shone slightly, almost shattering, and the young man stepped back again, huddled in the corner of the ring, his face was ugly, there was resentment in his eyebrows, and he was probably cursing in his heart.

Two more sword lights fell, and the young man didn't look over, not daring to see the treasure light shattered, let alone imagining the eternal loneliness after his death.

Not surprisingly, the hazy glow shattered simply, seeing the sword light coming, Luoyang grabbed the young man, threw him under the stage, and preached seriously: "Just because others can do it never means that you can do it, living is actually similar to acting, everyone's script is different, do what you can do." ”

No one has ever said this, the warmth in the words is like sugar, you can't forget it after tasting it, the young man watched Luoyang go away, and couldn't help but think of it like a winter home, where the silence was terrible, and everyone did their own thing, like a tiny part on a puppet......

"Why, he was captured in a few words?"

Xing Wei didn't know when he approached, standing behind his younger brother, with a sultry smile, and also looking at Luoyang's back.

This result is really unexpected, whether it is out of intention or calculating.

"Sister, did you ever think that I would die when I was on stage?"

"No, we are too forgetful, we are all chess pieces of the family, we should be there, we can't overcome, we can't rebel, even if we die, we can't hesitate!"

"It's disgusting, you go back and tell your father that I don't want to go back, I'm going to go with him. ”

The young man pursed his lips and clenched his fists, he couldn't help but think of the rainy night when his mother died, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain, he was still that dead face, without a trace of emotion, too, they were all puppets of the stars, how could there be emotion?

Xing Huanxiu's eyebrows tightened, murderous intent rose in his eyes, he slowly clenched his palms, and shouted coldly: "Su'er, don't be willful, I can use it as a ...... just now."

"It's disgusting, you go back and tell your father that I don't want to go back, I'm going to go with him. ”

Xing Wei was interrupted by Xing Su before he finished speaking, and the young man took a firm step, losing the pagoda, the jade plate, the coat, and the hairpin......

Walking all the way, Xing Shu's body was lost, he took a deep breath, stood still in place, and shouted to the sword cultivator who was carrying a wooden sword: "Brother Luo, help!"

The sound fell, and a streamer fell in the air, it was an arrow, but it was like a flying star outside the sky, no matter how you look at it, it can't be resisted.

In fact, there is no need to resist, Luoyang stepped on the side of Xing Su in an instant, glanced at the arrows in the sky, the wooden sword flashed like lightning, and the sound of rolling thunder spread throughout the city, which was even more irresistible than the arrow.

When the thunder light dispersed and the wind and clouds returned to leisurely, Xing Su looked at Luoyang's complexion, tightly pulled the sleeve of his robe, and before he could speak, the seemingly unrelated pawn in the crowd suddenly pulled out a dagger, and before Xing Su was in front of him, the wooden sword was already in the center of his eyebrows.

"Get out!"

"You traitor who has turned your back on glory, give me ......"

The pawn tilted his head, not caring about the wooden sword, and continued to stab the dagger, the humming sword groan sounded, under the gaze of Xing Shu, the wooden sword shook slightly, and the pawn soared into the air like a broken leaf, smashed a corner of the cornice, fell into the alley, and couldn't climb out for a long time.

"What's your name?"

"Star ......"

"Keep up. Luoyang nodded, put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, walked through the long street with Xing Shu, and walked into the guest room before and after, each with its own formation, without disturbing each other.

On the other side of the street, Xinghui held the flower tea, turned his back to the open door, and listened to the footsteps slowly approaching and stood at the door. 3a Reading Network

"How, was he fooled?"

"I don't know, he's cautious and doesn't show any problems, but I'm worried about ......"

As for that, he stopped talking, the pawn clenched his fists, and it was difficult for the bright people who had never seen it to return to the darkness once they peeked into the wonderful, Xingsu was not Xinghui, he was still young, and it was difficult not to be affected by an existence like Luoyang.

Outside the window, the birds flew, Xing Wei put down the teacup, looked at the free clouds in the sky, did not make a sound, and did not want to say more, just like Fang Cai's tea, hot and cold, sweet and bitter are self-aware.

If she stays, she will stay, her sister will marry after all, and the Xing family is his; if she leaves, she will leave, her sister can help him bear everything without leaving home.

"The waves are so big that half of the people leave forever in the morning, and in the afternoon, tomorrow ...... Judging from the number of people, if there is no accident, this competition can last for at least five days, which is enough time for the stars to see what they want to see. ”

"Yes, Miss. ”

"Let's go down, don't appear in front of Luoyang recently, I will arrange an opponent for Luoyang tomorrow afternoon, and then on the way back to the inn, find a few good hands to put some pressure on him, I don't believe I can't pull his fox tail!"

Slowly pouring the tea, the sound of trickling water is pleasant, the same as the sound of Xinghui, the pawn bowed, turned around and walked out of the inn, and disappeared into the crowd.

The window facing the street gradually dimmed, the corridor outside the door was dyed with light, Luoyang pushed the door back, smiled at the stars, walked into the light slowly, did not say much, and when the night came, the moonlight was more quiet.

In the face of this star and moon, in the face of this freedom, Xing Su had the idea of being lazy for the first time, and the rush of time in the afternoon, that kind of ease has never been seen before, if it can be like this all the time......

It can't be like this all the time, my sister is still in the cage, if I can help my sister become the leader of this competition, the family matter can be solved, maybe you can ruin the damn starlight, what prophecy, what waiting, it's all a lie!

With the passage of time, the first wonderful morning light reflected in the window, Xingsu suddenly realized that the night had passed, the formation around him was scattered, and Luoyang did not know when to set up a table of delicacies that he had never seen before, and his smile was very dazzling, which made people trance.

"Try it, it's all the more famous food in the world, and I don't know if you've eaten it. ”

"Thank you...... Thank you. ”

With a stiff reply, Xing Su walked to the table, holding the chopsticks, ignoring whether there was poison in the meal, ignoring the assassinations of those competitors, just intoxicating the food, and that's it.

Luoyang ate quickly, got up slowly after eating, and went out, Xing Su approached the place where Luoyang sat cross-legged last night, sniffed lightly, and clenched his fists for the smell of blood.

"Sister, Luoyang vomited blood yesterday. ”

"Got it, don't act rashly, when Luoyang comes back in the afternoon, I will send someone to test you, they won't leave their hands, you should be more careful. ”

"Let's change the time, if you don't have it, Luoyang can see it suddenly. ”

Without hesitation, after replying, Xing Su put down the jade slip, took a deep breath, lay on the ground for a while, and then went to the table, thinking while eating, more and more hating the family that was cursed by God, and even more unable to understand where the loyalty of those old things came from.

The Li family is long gone, disappeared in the sea of thunder, that young master does not exist, if he really exists, he should grow up now, and he should come back, even if he is unknown and can't practice, if he exists, how can Old Man Li not find him?

On the side of the street, Luoyang sensed Xing Su's actions, shook his head with a chuckle, and strode towards the stone tablet that had already been marked with a serial number, Mustard Sumeru, where his opponent had been there early in the morning, holding a fairy sword that looked like a flat needle.

"I've seen Uncle Kunlun, please. ”

"Please. ”

The ordinary sword cultivation opened, the two-phase sword salute, the cultivator lifted the sword is a stab, and soon, with this sword Luoyang knew that this was a very good opponent, "I'm afraid it will be very difficult to win." ”

The afterimage is broken, the cultivator raises his sword and stabs again, the way of the sword and the fairy sword are forming a system, only the indomitable swiftness and sharpness, only stabbing, no slashing, only attacking, not defending.

One by one, the afterimages were shattered, and the cultivators continued to draw out their swords, and finally, Luoyang's complexion changed, his movements slowed down, his left arm was grazed by the sword light, and the blood stained his magic clothes.

"It's really an honor to be convicted!"

As he spoke, the cultivator narrowed his eyes, forgot about the so-called task, mobilized all the hard, and still stabbed out with a sword, wanting to fight with this crime.

The two sword lights can't see the speed or slowness, one vertical and one horizontal, the brilliance is dazzling, Luoyang and the cultivator stand with their backs to each other, and after a while, the sword is put back to the sheath, and walks to the stage, the cultivator smiled and covered his throat, wanting to thank Luoyang's subordinates for their mercy but unable to speak, without treatment, I am afraid it will be difficult to speak out in a short time.

Out of the stele, Luoyang stopped and stood still, dexterously avoided the naughty boy who deliberately bumped into him, took a deep breath, sat in the tea stall for a while, got up and walked towards the inn, turned the corner, the broken inn came into view, the room was empty, and the stars were gone.

On the other side of the city, there was a rolling thunder and deafening, Luoyang jumped into the air, looked at the five people chasing and fleeing on the street, was silent for a long time, pinched the sword finger, waved in the air, and the wooden sword danced alone in the air.