The high-ranking members of the various factions in charge of the grouping already knew last night how ridiculous it was to divide Yuqing into the eighth group under Jindan. In the Heavenly Chosen Match of Youlian Valley, Yuqing even resisted the Fanjin Palace Liuyang of the Yuanying Realm without using any hole cards, which made him unable to take care of Lu Weifan, the young master of the Fanjin Palace. Bullying the foundation building realm, Yu Qing had already disdained to do it four years ago.

In the preliminary rounds of the conference, Yuqing has always only used a wooden sword to fight with others, and there is no trace of true qi running out, which naturally makes most people relax their vigilance. It's just that the strange golden red flame burned on her body last night, which is really worthy of the name of the Demon Sect Demon Girl.

Yu Qing's opponent seems to have been frightened. This Nanhuazi's name sounds like a fairy wind bone, but in fact, he is just a little Taoist with mediocre qualifications. Twenty-nine years old this year, he has only only reached the realm of foundation building, yes, he didn't even have the peak of foundation building, but he was lucky to enter the top eight. He watched Yuqing's flame posture last night, and at this time, standing in the same ring, he couldn't even remember how to draw his sword.

Seeing the appearance of the man, Yu Qing already understood that he had never had the habit of teasing the weak, and he didn't even summon the sword, and he passed with a light lotus palm.

Without Ling Yue to provide spiritual power, and Yu Qing did not have true qi to support his body, this Youlian palm technique was really just a palm to slap over, but he didn't expect such a simple slap, then Nanhuazi was frightened, took a few steps back, and fell out of the ring.

Yu Qing innocently watched Nan Huazi check his body in a panic under the ring, and innocently listened to the onlookers gasp. For those who don't really learn from reality, although they can't see how powerful Yu Qing's move is, since Nan Huazi, who is more than a head taller than Yu Qing, was shocked out of the field, it is naturally the power of Yu Qing's palm.

Yu Qing shook his head, looked at the referee who was in a daze in the field, and said, "Next." ”

The referee in the field is a master of the real Yuanying realm in the Shadow Palace, dressed in black, and wearing a pitch-black mask on his face, covering all his appearance. With his strength of not mixing with water, he could naturally see that Yu Qing's palm was powerless, and he couldn't help but feel that the people of this demon sect were really tricky, and the one last night was deliberately arranged, just to deter his opponent in advance.

His mind was full of thoughts, but his face was separated by the mask and he couldn't see how. The referee quickly called the opponent for the next match. With the foreshadowing of the first game, the latecomers naturally panicked even more, and in this way, Yuqing won all seven games with a set of Youlian palm techniques.

The second one wears seven!

The green bell on his left wrist swayed unwillingly, letting out an eager clanging sound, as if complaining about why Yu Qing had not drawn his sword so far. Yu Qing smiled and comforted Ling Yue, and met Bingruo's gaze, watching him walk into the ring.

"The eighth group of round-robin, Youlian Valley Yu Qing wins!Let's go to the final first group of round-robin, the first game, Youlian Valley Bingruo against Nansong Sect Fang Baisheng. ”

Yuqing walked back to the waiting area, satisfied to see that the warm boy was still there just now, smiled Yingying sat next to the son, picked up the teacup on the side and handed it over, the boy naturally picked up the kettle to pour tea for Yuqing, and by the way, he also added a cup for himself, saying:

"Long time no see. ”

Yu Qing raised his eyebrows, this man, he knew that he remembered him so quickly?

"How did you get here?"

"I'm looking for you. ”

"How do you know who I am?"

"It's also a waste of effort. ”

Yu Qing looked at this young man calmly, and the curiosity in his heart was even greater: "Isn't this Lian Jue Manor only accessible after registration? You are not a disciple of various sects, why did you swagger into this waiting area? You, Lin Moyu?"

Lin Moyu smiled elegantly, like Zhilan blooming: "Exactly." ”

This time it was Yuqing's turn to be surprised. Kyushu is famous, so that the whole rivers and lakes flock to the son of destiny Lin Moyu, the unparalleled talent Lin Moyu who can get the world, said in person that he came to find himself?

"Why me?"

Lin Moyu took a sip of tea, and slowly took out a wooden vial hanging from his waist and played with it in his hand. The vial had visibly been wiped countless times, and the texture of the wood was so smooth that there weren't a single barb on the outside.

"Just for such a ten-penny gadget?" Yu Qing naturally remembered this vial, and at that time, she was also idle and bored, and bought it for a good-looking son.

"It's for a gratuitous kindness. It is also the only kindness he has received for no reason when he grew up in Ceshuzhai.

Yu Qing was a little embarrassed, and said, "If I said that it was only given to you on a whim because of your handsomeness, would you be disappointed?" The following of the Child of Destiny was indeed the purpose of her trip, but such an unjust way was something she was ashamed of.

She Yuqing is not a kind person, but rather selfish, she has not received the favor of the world since she was a child, and there is no rise and fall of the world in her eyes, who is friendly to her mood depends on her mood, if this child of destiny wants to follow a person who shoulders the world, she is not suitable.

I didn't think about it, but Lin Moyu smiled disappreliantly: "I think I can be handsome for at least ten years." ”

Yu Qing felt that her cheeks were a little hot.

Oh my God! She Yuqing, the dignified young master of the No. 1 Demon Sect, was so amused by a scholar's words that her face was red and hot!

"I, I'm married. ”

Yu Qing stammered, but Lin Moyu burst out laughing, bright and soft as the rising sun: "Girl, what are you thinking......?"

The good atmosphere was interrupted by two irrepressible moments, Yu Qing took the opportunity to skip the topic that made him blush, stretched out his left hand, and hooked his fingers at Lin Moyu's wrist.

Lin Moyu turned his head helplessly and obediently sent his wrist veins over. The wrist vein is a person's lifeline, but Yu Qing wants to take the pulse, so he does not hesitate at all.

Since he had already decided, he would never regret it.

Ling Yue Sword's spiritual power silently seeped into Lin Moyu's body. Yu Qing used his mind to communicate with Ling Yue Sword Spirit: "What's the matter?" When I saw Lin Moyu a year ago, although he was also a slender boy, he was never so sick, and now he looks like this, but he has contracted some kind of evil disease.

Ling Yue jingled a few times: "It's not a disease, the soul is out of balance, this human being, with the power of his own soul, forcibly replenishes the soul, which hurts the body, but strengthens the wisdom." ”

Still looking like a pulse, Yu Qing groaned. Is it to become the child of destiny? Even health and longevity can be so indifferent? This study does not seem to be as simple as it seems!

"A possible cure?"

A depressed mood was transmitted to Yu Qing, and Ling Yuejian responded pitifully: "If you go against the sky with the method of replenishing your soul with your soul, you can't make it up unless you have a miracle." ”

"Cut, if your brother is renewing his pulse, you will say so. Miracles and miracles, God didn't appear, if the brother's muscles and veins are not complete. ”

Ling Yuejian stopped swinging and stopped responding.

"Good!!"

The people around him suddenly cheered, Yu Qing's eyes turned to the ring, I don't know why, Bingruo in the Yuanying realm was actually scratched by the opponent at the peak of Jindan, but at this time, his eyes were not on the opponent's side, but on himself.

Stacking layers of crowds, Yu Qing just knew that Bingruo's eyes were on him.

Inexplicably, Yu Qing withdrew the hand that was on Lin Moyu's wrist.

"Is it because of that man?" Lin Moyu suddenly spoke, but also turned his gaze to the ring.

"What?"

"A rift in your heart. ”

Yu Qing looked at Lin Moyu, who seemed to know everything, in a daze, and was speechless.

Lin Moyu seemed to know what Yu Qing was confused about, and explained to himself: "If I say that I can see through a person's eyes, can you believe it?"

"I believe it. "The Son of Destiny has the ability to see through people's hearts, and there is nothing strange about it.

It's just that Lin Moyu never thought that Yu Qing would believe him so easily, and the place where he grew up had never had such a simple trust. A trace of joy came from his heart, and Lin Moyu smiled warmly: "It's me who is late." ”

"He's just my subordinate. Yu Qing didn't know why he wanted to explain this sentence, but he felt that he was always inexplicably weak in front of Lin Moyu, who was calm and natural.

"The subordinates are good, and the subordinates can be with each other for a longer time. But," Lin Moyu raised his head and looked directly into Yu Qing's eyes, his gaze blazing: "If one day, Miss Yu walks alone in the world, Mo Yu, I wish life and death will accompany you." ”

"There will never be a day!"

Bingruo in the ring suddenly roared out to this side, and countless talents in the stands realized in hindsight that Bingruo of this Youlian Valley had been paying attention to the distant waiting area when he was fighting against life and death.

It's just that from such a distance, he really heard what the girl from Youlian Valley in the waiting area was saying?

If Bing Ruo gets distracted again, then Nan Song Sect Fang Baisheng will come over with his old tricks. It's just that the result is different from last time, Bingruo is full of sullenness and has no way to vent, and he no longer has the heart to sharpen any sword moves, with a wave of his left arm, Lian Bi's short sword appeared in his hand, and a move "Ling Tian Breaking the Moon" swept over, and the sword qi hit Fang Baisheng's chest hard, Fang Baisheng spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out of the field.

Yu Qing looked at Bing Ruo's purple qi around him, but the falling wedding dress was reflected in his mind, and he felt that his words were not so confident.

"Okay. The emotions in his heart were troubled, and under such circumstances, Yu Qing still openly accepted Lin Moyu's promise.

Lin Moyu also ignored Bingruo, who was suddenly in trouble in the ring, and only returned the wooden vial with the pendant in his hand to Yu Qing, and said, "I will live for a day, this thing is in my hand, and I will obey the order of the study." ”

Yu Qing was not polite, and naturally took back the vial he had given out in the past, but took off the hairpin he had won from Fan Sheng a few days ago from his head and handed it to Lin Moyu: "The token of love naturally has to come and go, and this is more convenient for you to carry with you all the time." ”

Lin Moyu didn't refute the definition of "love token", but naturally took the hairpin in Yu Qing's hand and put it on his head, smiling brightly, but it was clear and jade.