Chapter 650: Young Friends

Qingyuan Daoist also realized this, his Gathering Source Bead was always flying above his head, whenever a sword light was triggered by him, that Gathering Source Bead emitted a green glow at the fastest speed, instantly turning away the sword move.

The two of you go back and forth, and it has become the purest move competition.

With the existence of that Juyuan Pearl, this Qingdao man can continue to break his sword moves hidden in time, Shao Feng didn't want to be so passive anymore, and couldn't help but fly towards it.

The Qingdao man staggered by, and the sharp spirit sword shook in front of his eyes, and at the same time, he also saw the only clothed nun standing on the viewing platform from the reflection of the refraction of the sword body.

The next moment, he turned his head to look.

The moment Cheng Zhaozhao looked at him, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, this Qingyuan Daoist is Qingmu!

Because his gaze was not looking at a stranger, as it had been, peaceful, cordial.

It's just that at this moment, Shao Feng had already put the Sangtian sword against his neck.

"You shouldn't be distracted. Shao Feng said.

Qingmu put away the Juyuan Bead and looked happy: "Thank you Sangtian Jianjun's men for their mercy." I lost my heart and took it orally. ”

Shao Feng accepted the spirit sword: "I agreed, I hope that next time we can compete again without distraction." ”

"Kiyoki should be accompanied. Sangtian Jianjun, can you take me to see her? ”

"Who?" Shao Feng followed his line of sight and saw Cheng Zhaozhao flying down from the viewing platform.

The two also got off the test bench at the same time.

"It's really you!" Cheng Zhaozhao was very happy, and looked Qingmu up and down.

Qingmu couldn't hide his excitement: "I've become like this, you still recognize it?" He suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged him.

Cheng Zhaozhao paused slightly, resting his head on Qingmu's shoulder, and saw Shao Feng's shock.

Cheng Zhaozhao gently patted Qingmu's shoulder: "Long time no see." It's good to see that you're okay. ”

"You, tooβ€”"

"What is it?"

Cheng Zhaozhao's neck suddenly tightened, and someone pulled her out of Qingmu's arms by pulling her back collar.

The person who came was Zhao Yuanlang, he threw Cheng Zhaozhao behind him, and then looked Qingmu up and down with sharp eyes: "Who are you?

Qingmu arched his hand: "In the next Qingmu, it is Zhaozhao...... Young friends. ”

"Year...... Young?" Zhao Yuanlang almost bit his tongue, turned his head and glared at Shao Feng and said, "Why didn't I know that she had another young friend?"

Cheng Zhaozhao patted Zhao Yuanlang away, stepped forward and said, "I was still wandering outside when I was young, how do you know?"

Then he said solemnly: "Let me introduce to you, he is Qingmu, my first good friend after entering the immortal cultivation world, he and his master Barren Mountain Daoren are my immortal guides, and they have the grace of knowing me." ”

"Zhaozhao, don't say anything, we are good friends. Chunmu smiled a little shyly, although he couldn't see it on his face now, Cheng Zhaozhao still felt that he was the same as when he was a child, very shy.

"This is my senior brother, Shao Feng. ”

"I know that the name of Sangtian Sword Monarch is like thunder. ”

"Where, where. Shao Feng suddenly: "It turns out that Fang has just ......"

"Sangtian Jianjun promised me to learn again next time. Chunmu interrupted Shao Feng's words.

Shao Feng understood that Qingmu didn't want Cheng Zhaozhao to know what happened on the test bench.

"This is the same door, uh, Zhao Yuenlong. Cheng Zhaozhao continued.

"How did I get to me, I'm just a fellow disciple.,You should say that it's a childhood sweetheart in the sect.,The two of us don't guess......"

"Oh, Zhao Daoyou. ”

"Let's go, Kiyoki, I have a lot to ask you. ”

"Well, I have a lot to say to you. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao and Qingmu left one after another, and Zhao Yuanlang, who was ignored, immediately followed, saying that he wanted to know more about Cheng Zhaozhao's youth.

Shao Feng shook his head, looking helpless.

......

Cheng Zhaozhao learned from Qingmu that he had traveled alone for many years before he found Honghe Zhenren.

Honghe Zhenren was also very sad to learn that the barren mountain Taoist had fallen, and after teaching a book of wood exercises to Qingmu, he taught it seriously for a few years. And then he left again.

Since then, Kiyoki has been traveling around the West Pole and the Central Scattered Cultivation League, and has also made a name for himself.

"And the wound on your face?"

Qingmu said: "Fake. The injury has long been healed, but wandering in a place like the West Pole will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. ”

Cheng Zhao knew that because of Qingmusheng's beauty, the West Pole Demon Cultivator was most unaccustomed to being a monk with such a look, and it would indeed cause a lot of trouble.

"I almost didn't recognize you the way you look. ”

"I still recognize you. Kiyoki smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

"Then did you already know that I was here?" Cheng Zhaozhao asked, she didn't pay attention to which monks were competing, but her appearance was not hidden at all.

Kiyoki nodded: "I was going to wait until Dabi was over to see you." ”

"Zhaozhao, it's my turn!" Zhao Yuanlang finally attracted Cheng Zhaozhao's attention.

"Come on!" Cheng Zhaozhao clenched his fists.

Zhao Yuanlang smiled when he heard this: "Okay, I'll beat him." ”

It's just that this time he met Ling Baichen of the Demon Sect Palace, and the two fought fiercely on the test table, and finally ended in defeat for Zhao Yuanlang.

Seeing that he came back dejected, Zhao Miaoxuan hurried

All kinds of comforts: "Brother, it's okay, I'm out a long time ago, you have already broken into the top 100, and you have long exceeded your expectations of yourself." Daddy knew he was going to wake up laughing when he dreamed. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, just do your best." ”

"Zhaozhao, won't you look down on me?" Zhao Yuanlang suddenly pounced with a bitter face, and stretched out his arms to hug Zhaozhao.

The corners of Cheng Zhaozhao's mouth twitched slightly, what kind of trouble is it to be so fragile?

"How can you look down on it?"

At the angle she couldn't see, Zhao Yuanlang was already smiling without a nose or eyes, and he also picked a smug look at Qingmu.

Qingmu smiled, daring to love because he hugged Cheng Zhaozhao.

Cheng Zhaozhao pushed Zhao Yuanlang away, saw that his expression returned to normal, and said, "Are you okay?"

"Of course, who am I? Isn't it just a competition, besides, don't you still have you, the strength of the few people left by our Cangjian Sect is not bad. If you meet that demon kid just now, you have to call me back. ”

The fan in Zhao Yuanlang's hand was fanning rhythmically again, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he couldn't help but be happy.

Zhao Miaoxuan rolled his eyes, and Zhao Zhao said: "Zhao Zhao, let's go, my brother is moaning without illness and wants to take advantage of you." ”

As soon as Cheng Zhaozhao returned to the viewing platform, he heard an uproar around him.

"Nine Thousand Cheng Zhaozhaoβ€”β€”"

"One Sword Monarch! One Sword Monarch!"

"Zhao Zhao is about to play, your opponent is-" Zhao Miaoxuan's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

When Cheng Zhaozhao heard the latter, he was also stunned on the spot.

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