Compared with Xuan Mo's excitement, Han Xiaoxi's side was extremely urgent, and she looked nervously at Zhong Yiming, who was attacking.

For her, it is very unwise to start a conflict now, she is bound to fall into a bitter battle, it is better to get out early.

It's not about courage, it's just about expediency.

Han Xiaoxi tapped his toes, and used the weaving mist as a winding pedal, turned over and jumped through the air, past Zhong Yiming and wanted to leave.

Although the people around did not dare to attack Han Xiaoxi directly, after all, she was the former judge and the future queen of the night, if they offended her, they would not have good fruits to eat in the future.

So they were just surrounded by the periphery, but due to the large number of people, Han Xiaoxi could not break through directly, and was still trapped at the edge.

Zhong Yiming found an opportunity, quickly drew his sword, and killed it with one sword, cutting off the fine hair on the side of Han Xiaoxi's ear.

Han Xiaoxi frowned, and tapped his toes with the weaving mist, opening up the distance between them again.

She had no intention of causing a dispute, but she said to Zhong Yiming with the last bit of patience.

"Judge Zhong, you will be the chief judge in the future, it is not good to kill them all like this. ”

"Han Xiaoxi, are you afraid? Are you afraid that you won't be able to beat me, or are you afraid that you will be too embarrassed. When you sleep with the Night King, don't you know what kind of White Lotus you are?

Zhong Yiming pointed the blade of his sword at the tip of Han Xiaoxi's nose, his eyes full of jealousy and malice.

Han Xiaoxi finally understood why Zhong Yiming could only be second in the past 10,000 years, and he could never shake the chief position.

And now Han Xiaoxi suddenly gave way, which was another stimulus to Zhong Yiming, not because Zhong Yiming was capable, but because Han Xiaoxi was exiled.

Zhong Yiming felt insulted even more because of this, so he must win against Han Xiaoxi in front of everyone.

Han Xiaoxi can understand Zhong Yiming's feelings, but she still can't tolerate her infinite slander of herself.

"The Night King and I are in love, the man is unmarried, the woman is unmarried, and the relationship is bright and bright, so why not? I don't know whose heart is dirtier. ”

Han Xiaoxi responded to her with Zhong Yiming's sharp words, and the people around her wanted to applaud, but Zhong Yiming's fierce gaze swept over, and these people lowered their eyes and pretended to have done nothing.

"Hmph, then let's use the sword to speak. ”

Zhong Yiming stabbed the blade of the sword straight through, aiming at Han Xiaoxi's neck, and it could be seen that he was not merciless at all.

Such a speed was still far from Qi Ya's, and Han Xiaoxi dodged lightly on one side, dodging the most ferocious killing move with the smallest displacement.

Then he turned to kick the blade directly with his foot, and with Zhong Yiming's strength, he jumped behind Zhong Yiming, Han Xiaoxi was the best at using the fine weaving fog, so he used this weaving fog to set a trap for containment.

Sure enough, Zhong Yiming turned around and stabbed back, walking in Han Xiaoxi's preset position, his toes were wrapped in weaving fog, and he couldn't move.

Zhong Yiming usually has more control over others, and the purity of his spiritual power is actually not as pure as Han Xiaoxi, plus Han Xiaoxi has the blessing of Xuanmo's spiritual power, which is incomparable to Zhong Yiming, so she can't lift Han Xiaoxi's fog binding at all.

Han Xiaoxi saw that she had fallen behind, so she didn't want to embarrass her, after all, she would have to serve the public in the underworld in the future, so it was better to have some affection.

"Alright, I'm leaving. ”

Han Xiaoxi motioned to the people around him to get out of the way, and when those people saw that the victory and defeat had been divided, they also let out of the way, so that Han Xiaoxi could pass smoothly.

I thought that this was the end of the matter, but ......

Zhong Yiming's sword stabbed straight into Han Xiaoxi's back, right on the pipe made of white jade.

Han Xiaoxi's last bit of patience was also polished, and he quickly turned that pipe into a long sword, and turned around and squatted down to make a beautiful and solid block.

"Zhong Siju, you remember, you forced it!"

Han Xiaoxi's always gentle voice became so cruel for the first time, and all the suppressed anger in it exploded.

A frantically flying mist swept over her clear pupils, taking on a pure white hue, heralding that she was about to hit all cylinders.

The fingers and long sword were wrapped with a thick weaving mist, and the [Lost Miracle] on his body also bloomed in an instant, and the complex magic circle rotated and emitted a dazzling light, and even the surrounding dust was raised in an instant......

Unlike the previous way of unfolding, the use of the fog this time is more like lightning and thunder, flashing with blue-white light and making a crackling sound.

Zhong Yiming will not give Han Xiaoxi time to breathe, and he uses both fists and feet, all aimed at Han Xiaoxi's sore spots.

Han Xiaoxi made a special tactical adjustment because Qi Ya was very agile, and she used a small weaving mist to contain the power in the opposite direction, and at the same time attacked with a long sword.

Seeing that Zhong Yiming was merciless, then she ......

There is no need to be merciful!

Han Xiaoxi sneered at the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his neat long sword, he pushed it away with his elbow joint with another backhand, and Zhong Yiming took a step back in pain.

Because his behavior was restrained by the weaving fog, so his movement became slower and slower, and Han Xiaoxi used his long sword to sharpen the weaving fog to make it more cutting.

This was originally a spell she specially used to deal with Qi Ya, but she didn't expect it to be used on Zhong Yiming now.

"Why, Zhong Siju stopped talking?"

Han Xiaoxi asked with a smile.

After a few moves, she didn't even breathe chaotically, and she still tilted her head to look at Zhong Yiming so calmly.

Zhong Yiming was out of breath, and it had already taken most of his strength to resist the fog weaving power on his body, but he didn't expect that he would lose today.

Everyone present understood that Zhong Yiming's strength was much behind Han Xiaoxi, and he was not even at the same level.

"I ...... I'm just asking you for two tricks. ”

Seeing that he was defeated, Zhong Yiming also knew how to make excuses and find steps for himself.

offended Han Xiaoxi, pressing step by step, and wanted to get out of the way, I'm afraid it's not a dream!

Han Xiaoxi had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was smiling but not smiling, and his eyes showed a touch of pity, looking at Zhong Yiming, who was originally heroic.

"Ask me, and I'll let you go. Han Xiaoxi said.

Zhong Yiming has been insulting her and ruining her reputation, she has been holding back, and she will return it all today.

"You're dreaming!" Zhong Yiming said with his head held high, his unyielding expression was really wonderful.

"Oh, it's me dreaming, that's ......."

As soon as Han Xiaoxi's words fell, he stretched out his five fingers forward, gently lowered his fingers, and summoned all the weaving fog to exert infinite gravity downward.

Zhong Yiming was still using his purple spiritual power to support her at first, and when Han Xiaoxi saw that she was so courageous, she gently put her hand on the black rose seal on her chest.

The moment the spiritual power fused, it made Zhong Yiming kneel in an instant!

All the onlookers let out a cry of surprise, doubting their eyes.

Zhong Yiming actually knelt down for Han Xiaoxi!

"You!" Zhong Yiming grinned angrily, and the disguised gentle appearance no longer existed.

"What am I, you just cut off a lot of my long hair, you cut off a few of me, and I'll pay you back, you say it's good......"

Han Xiaoxi stepped forward step by step, and put the long sword with the white jade handle on Zhong Yiming's short hair, and just touched it, he saw a lot of hair falling out.

Zhong Yiming felt his hair fall out, and his mouth let out a wail, and his miserable appearance made people unbearable to look at directly.

The proudest short-haired heroic figure was now ruined by Han Xiaoxi like a "bald chicken", and she was so angry that she almost turned into a hydrogen balloon and exploded.

"This is just a small warning, if you dare to play tricks in the future and make small moves around Xuanmo, I will really make you a bald chicken next time. ”

Han Xiaoxi turned around and didn't look at Zhong Yiming again, the long sword in his hand turned into a white jade pipe, lightly inserted it on the belt behind him, and walked out of the "encirclement" with his head held high.

Xuan Mo watched it with relish from a distance, and maintained a thoughtful expression when Han Xiaoxi left.

"Lord Night, everyone is gone, shall we go back?"

After Lu Qiao finished watching the play, he urged Xuan Mo to go back together.

"You say, what she said, being cautious around me, is she jealous?"

Xuan Mo didn't care about Zhong Yiming's anger at all, but he cared about whether Han Xiaoxi was jealous or not, and this eccentricity could be biased to his throat.

Lu Qiao nodded helplessly, and followed Xuan Mo's words.

"Maybe I'm jealous, otherwise I wouldn't have put such a heavy hand, you look at Zhong Siju's dejected appearance. ”

Lu Qiao watched from a distance, Zhong Yiming was helped up by everyone, but she didn't twist the hair in her hand and didn't leave at all.

The chief secretary judged that if this matter was widely disseminated by the prefecture, how would he preside over the work in the future.

"Okay, let's keep this matter a secret from those people first, and don't say it. Xuan Mo also gave Zhong Yiming a face, and Han Xiaoxi also taught her a lesson, which was enough, and then Xuan Mo pulled Lu Qiao back, still muttering in his mouth, "You said she was jealous, right, then it's easy to be jealous, right......?"

Lu Qiao couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, but he still had to put on that professional smirk to deal with it.

"Yes, yes, Lord Night, you're right. Han Si judged that he would bow down under your dark robe, and who would not love you in such a heroic place, and how many people in heaven and earth could compare to your wisdom......"

Alas......

Lu Qiao thought to himself: Who doesn't want to live peacefully, this is all forced by life!!

Han Xiaoxi didn't see Xuan Mo and Lu Qiao, and after she left alone, she was still a little hesitant in her heart.

Will she go a little too far just now, and be so cruel to Zhong Yiming, will she hate herself.

But anyway, she hated herself so much that she wanted to cover the coffin board......

It's not bad at all, and it's for her good to teach her a lesson.

Han Xiaoxi thought so, so he walked straight back, and suddenly remembered that there was something wrong.

Zhong Yiming stabbed the white jade pipe with a sword!

Han Xiaoxi hurriedly took out the white jade pipe to check if there were any traces of injury on it, Zhong Yiming's magic weapon was also unusual, and sure enough, the white jade pipe had cracks.

She rubbed her fingertips lightly in distress, and released a small signal made by the weaving mist, asking how Xuanmo could repair this thing.

Until she returned to the Hou Mansion, she had been thinking about this in her heart.

But immediately a person appeared, which made her forget about the problem of repairing pipes......