Relatively speaking, among the three brothers of the Gao family, this second son is a relatively upright person, although the Prime Minister's Mansion and the General's Mansion themselves are hostile, he disdains to take advantage of people's danger, and wants an open victory.

Ye Jiafa stepped in horizontally, undoubtedly trapping him in injustice, and he couldn't accept the name of victory.

Today's matter seems to have ended hastily, which will undoubtedly damage his reputation, after all, so many pairs of eyes have witnessed that he, a first-class master who has been famous for a long time, has not won the new Ding who has been in the beginner for two months, and the Luoyun Sect and the Cangyun Sword Sect themselves do not deal with each other.

The Cangyun Sword Sect prospered because of the clouds, and the doctrine of the Falling Cloud Sect was to shoot down the clouds in the sky.

Zhou Xiaobao, as the senior brother of the Luoyun Sect, has always adhered to the will of the master, that is, he is desperate to make friends with the Prime Minister's Mansion, he was originally hiding in the restaurant to watch the excitement, but he was very unhappy when he saw Gao He, and his figure swept away, and he had already floated out, and that direction was the direction in which Mo Lingkong and the others left.

He was secretly glad, and at the same time grateful to Mo Lingkong, who was relieved at the critical juncture of Mingyue, had not been in a peaceful state of mind for a long time, if it wasn't for Ye Jiafa to make trouble just now, at most twenty rounds, he would definitely lose, and his shallow true qi couldn't support it for long, if his body slowed down, then even if his eyes could keep up, his movements would not be able to keep up.

If it weren't for that dart, Mingyue didn't seem to have a good reason to save him from the battle.

Just thinking back to the danger of this incident, I didn't notice that the people in front of me stopped.

Looking up curiously, he saw an ink-colored long-robed swordsman blocking the way, the Lanyue sword in Mingyue's hand had been unsheathed by three inches, and it was obvious that he felt a trace of danger, but the man said lightly: "Since there is no winner or loser, then this duel is not over, and I don't bully people below, I will ask for a few tricks for my junior brother, I don't know who should fight?"

Obviously, what he said was that he was above board, did not bully others, and gave them their own decisions about the opponents who played, which was obviously no one in sight.

Mingyue's face was cold, her long sword was unsheathed, and she said coldly: "This matter started because of me, and it should be decided by me." ”

is also a young master who is famous on the transcendent list, Mingyue naturally recognizes Zhou Xiaobao, if Gao He is a genius boy of the Luoyun Sect, then Zhou Xiaobao is a genius who has not been met in a hundred years, he has been inherited by the master at a young age, and the entire Luoyun Sect is regarded as a celestial person, even if he is such an arrogant person, he has to admire that his senior brother is the creation of heaven and earth, which is incomparable to ordinary people.

If his falling cloud attack is considered to be perfect, then Zhou Xiaobao's swordsmanship is already extraordinary.

Even on the transcendent list, Mingyue has fallen behind by several places.

The crowd that had never left gathered around, seeing that there were a number of young masters in the world who were about to duel in the street, which undoubtedly caused more exciting news than before.

And the most excited is undoubtedly the Chaoxin Pavilion disciple who is secretly peeping at all this.

Zheng Yunci, who was eating slowly, frowned, and a beautiful pigeon turned over and went down to the third floor, and then quietly disappeared in the crowd, but his very handsome face still caused a lot of commotion in a group of women who joined in the fun.

Just his indifferent glance, those women were immediately silent, and the cold and suffocating air made them very afraid.

Zhou Xiaobao was also very curious about how Mingyue picked the Jingshi, and he was also curious about how the woman who had just emerged for half a year was out of the limelight, and she just tried the depth today.

The Lu Yue Sword Sect is also an existence that does not deal with the master, just because of its relationship with Cangyun Mountain. Zhou Xiaobao naturally wanted to suppress the four great sword sects that were high above to prove that he was no worse than them.

Mingyue was quite annoyed in her heart, so the two of them didn't leave any hands, their minds were working, their sword qi was clear, and the strange and changeable sword moves made that piece of air seem to be blocked, and it dimmed a lot.

The Moon Covering Sword Move, I haven't used it for a long time. Speaking of which, the falling cloud strike seems to have the same effect, and it is deployed with all its might, and the momentum is not lost at all.

A master is a master, just looking at the momentum, you know that it is much more exciting than the previous duel, not to mention anything else, the sword shadow that day made some of the onlookers unable to see it, and the fluttering figure made people wonder if they saw the illusion.

There was a wind howling in the field, and the two were fighting in the electric light, listening to the crisp sound of the dense long sword crash and the sparks that came out from time to time, you knew that this battle was very fierce.

People who are not in the realm are rubbing their eyes vigorously, as if they feel that their eyes are not bright enough, and only those who are above the first-class realm can clearly and clearly watch the normal battle.

I don't know how long it took, but there was still no winner or loser, and the two of them were very surprised in their hearts, obviously muttering to each other about the strength of their opponents before.

Mingyue doesn't care about any transcendent lists, in her eyes, there is only pure kendo and the determination to keep forging ahead, so the kendo is pure, without the slightest distraction, compared to the average first-class master, it is obviously a lot stronger.

As for the ranking above, it is just speculation that Zhou Xiaobao is such a person, the entire young generation, only Zheng Yunci can get into his eyes, but he has the idea that sooner or later he will have to compete, after all, the two have fought each other, just a few moves, and there is no winner or loser, but Zheng Yunci inexplicably became the first on the transcendent list, although a large part of the Chaoxin Pavilion is grandstanding, but his pride does not allow others to step on his head.

He naturally knew that Zheng Yunci was also there, so if Mingyue was put in danger at this moment, then Zheng Yunci would not stand idly by, but how difficult it was to defeat Mingyue, it was a sword wizard who had carried the grandmaster head-on, and he was seriously injured, and the sword qi broke the grandmaster's true qi, shattered his clothes, and scratched the grandmaster's hard-as-iron body.

No matter how stormy Zhou Xiaobao's attack was, Mingyue was not defeated, and with the help of Lu Yue's sword faction's dexterity and light skills, it was difficult to distinguish between them.

It seems that today I will follow in the footsteps of my junior brother.

Once a person's heart is unbalanced, the natural influence is played, and Zhou Xiaobao, who is eager in his heart, has a great murderous intent, every move and every style is desperately suspected, and the sword intent is violently stirring up the wind and clouds in the air, and the pressure of the bright moon is doubled.

When the strongest killing move hit hard, both of them flew out upside down, obviously the end of both losers, just for the sake of that face, both of them swallowed the sweet blood in their throats, and on the surface they were calm and composed, and they wanted to continue the war.

Thinking that the junior brother has already admitted defeat, he must earn this face back for him no matter what, otherwise it will be difficult for the prime minister to explain it, and the face of the master will be even more unbearable.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Gao Tai was closing his eyes to recuperate, and a man in a black shirt quickly walked into the mansion and whispered something in Gao Tai's ear, and Gao Tai hurriedly went out. Although he wanted to humiliate Mo Lingkong, he just knew that his second brother didn't like to be used the most, and since this matter could not be done, he would think about it in the long run.

The man in black naturally went back to report the news after seeing Zheng Yunci appear, originally Zhou Xiaobao came out, thinking that he was sure of nine out of ten, but he didn't expect this sword to pick the Jingshi Mingyue so difficult, everyone can see that even if Zhou Xiaobao can win in the end, he doesn't have any spare strength to fight others, let alone a master like Zheng Yunci!

Gao He, who was going to leave, saw that the senior brother stood up for himself, and he was also happy to see the peerless demeanor of the only senior brother he admired in this division, he was full of confidence, but now he is also starting to be embarrassed, after all, look at the appearance of the senior brother, don't say whether you win or not, if you fight again, the injury will definitely worsen, if it affects tomorrow's plan, it will outweigh the losses, but he has no good excuse to stop the battle, and when he doesn't know what to do, he saw the eldest brother coming with a hundred royal forest troops.

The neat military formation, the loud steps and the Senran spear gave people a very strong sense of oppression, and the crowd of onlookers receded like a tide in an instant.

Mingyue and Zhou Xiaobao also stopped, looking at Gao Tai very suspiciously.

Gao Tai mediated the turmoil that was originally caused by him under the pretext of maintaining law and order in Beijing and prohibiting private fights between knights, and also sold face to the two major factions casually, letting them leave on their own, and they were not to blame for the past.

After this farce, several people were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and the other powerful people who began to shout remained silent, left gloomily, and never said anything about crusading against Mingyue, and no one was dissatisfied with this karma.

After all, Zheng Yunci's last unsheathed but surging sword aura was extremely deterrent, no matter how pretentious they were, they didn't think they could compete with the number one person on the transcendent list.

As for the senior martial artists, they will naturally not lose their big things because of small things, and tomorrow will be the main event.

Back in Song Wenxi's courtyard, Mingyue finally couldn't help but spurt out that mouthful of blood, she was very depressed in her heart, Zhou Xiaobao is a madman, he has nothing to fight for, and it is not a deep hatred.

Mo Lingkong was very anxious in his heart, looking at Mingyue's face was a little pale, he was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, turning his head to look at the senior brother, Zheng Yunci was hesitating whether he should have physical contact with Mingyue, after all, Mingyue's temper He also had some scruples, not to mention that this injury was not very serious.

So I had to ask first: "Senior sister, it doesn't matter to you!"

Mingyue carried Lu Yue's Heart Sutra for a week, exhaled a breath, and signaled that he was fine.

Zheng Yunci left the courtyard, and glanced at Mo Lingkong with a little meaning as he left.

Mo Lingkong didn't know why, so he insisted on staying to take care of Mingyue, but people didn't appreciate it, so he had to borrow the kitchen utensils and carefully cook the eight-treasure porridge.

Mingyue locked herself in the room, meditated cross-legged on the bed, Lu Yue's heart meridian was running, and a warm current filled her body, three days later, it had already taken an hour, she exhaled a breath, and her heart was very comfortable, and she finally recovered.

Mingyue, who was sweating, had to take a shower, and when Mo Lingkong knocked on the door with the steaming eight-treasure porridge, Mingyue was in close contact with the hot water, and her snow-white skin was exposed to the air, looming in the mist.

Mingyue said angrily: "Get out!"

Mo Lingkong knew that it was not the right time to come, so he ran away, but the porridge was placed on the stone table in the courtyard in front of the door.

Mo Lingkong, who had palpitations, began to be depressed again, so the two pots of good wine that Song Wenxi had managed to store were lost again.

After Mingyue put it on, she opened the door, looked at the small casserole lying quietly on the stone table, and felt a little strange in her heart, and finally brought the casserole back to the house and tasted a mouthful of porridge.

Song Wenxi regretted making this brother very much, but he was drunk again.

Mo Lingkong, who hadn't seen Mingyue, went out with a slight drunkenness, and saw someone walking over on the street, Mo Lingkong frowned deeply......