The two big men, Qi Bing and Xia Zhiqiu, would not hug for a long time in front of so many people, and let go after saying two words, Qi Bing lowered her head, for fear that others would see her shed tears just now.

Everyone didn't seem to react to this reversal, and the braincase was suspended

What is the situation just now? A Wood Spirit Root won a Golden Spirit Root with a cultivation level higher than him?

This kind of thing has never been seen in Kunlun before, everyone feels that something is wrong, there must be something wrong here!

But even the elders didn't say anything, indicating that Qi Bing didn't make a small move, how did the sword cultivator, who was not even the most powerful in the Fog Void Peak, win against Zhao Funian, who was the strongest in their Kunlun generation?

Could it be the encouragement from a friend? After everyone saw that it was Xia Zhiqiu who shouted and cheered for the Bing, the Bing suddenly became stronger as soon as he rose from the ground.

The elders could all see that Qi Bing's spiritual power did not skyrocket, but that Qi Bing hurriedly calmed down, calming down the originally chaotic spiritual power fluctuations all of a sudden, and running where they should go.

Control.

The Kunlun elders had such a discernment that they suddenly discovered the subtleties.

It turned out that Mu Linggen's control over spiritual power could be achieved to such an extent, and if it was used flexibly like Qi Bing, Mu Linggen's sword cultivation would definitely be able to rise.

"Wu Xu, Qi Bing's swordsmanship has always been like this, did you teach it?" The other elders were also curious, where did Qi Bing learn such skills.

"This ...... Qi Bing had never shown such skills during the competition at the Fog Void Peak, and I didn't teach it. "The fog void real person is a little shaken, Yang Bing actually really won?

Next to the venue, Bing's left hand was so red and swollen that he couldn't go away for a while after taking the pill for treatment, so he could only rinse it with cold water after going back to relieve the pain.

Seeing that Qi Bing was grinning in pain, Xia Zhiqiu stood up with his sword without saying a word, and wanted to walk in the direction of Zhongxin Peak.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Qi Bing grabbed Xia Zhiqiu's sleeve with his right hand.

"What are you doing, the master is going to beat him!" Xia Zhiqiu wanted to snatch his sleeve over, but he didn't succeed.

"He lost, and I beat him like that, so don't beat him," Qi Bing seemed to be calming the wolf dog who had been irritable, "Aren't they all like that, pursuing fairness and justice, and he doesn't know how powerful my swordsmanship is, of course he thinks I'm cheating." ”

"Fart! still pursue fairness and justice, you were so wrong just now, obviously you are in poor health, and he still wants to fight you, I don't believe he can't see it!" Xia Zhiqiu said louder and louder, attracting the attention of the people around him, "Taking advantage of people's danger, what kind of righteous gentleman, he is a fart!"

How could Yang Bing not know this, but a competition is a competition, if you stand there, you can't compare if you are uncomfortable, Zhao Funian's approach has nothing to scold in particular.

If they make a fuss at this time, how can they compare the talisman test later? If they disturb the competition, they will all be punished.

Qi Bing still wanted to sneak to the pavilion with Xia Zhiqiu to celebrate, but he couldn't be punished by the elders.

They weren't going to look at the talisman test for a while, and they wanted to go back in disbelief from a group of senior brothers, and Yang Bing was stopped.

"Senior Brother Bing, the elders call you. The Tsing Yi disciple who had just refereed nodded gently to Qi Bing.

Qi Bing also responded politely, she probably knew what the elders had called her for.

Hmph, originally, she didn't think of this reason for "suddenly becoming stronger", but she really thanks Xia Zhiqiu, she has a good idea now.

Qi Bing waved his hand to Xia Zhiqiu, "You go first, I'll come after talking to the elders, you go get something to eat, you must have a sweet and sour taste, you know?"

"I know, I know, hurry up and go to you!" Xia Zhiqiu saw that Qi Bing was called away, and he was not worried at all, this kid is fine, who can't deceive him? Xia Zhiqiu felt that his back was a little cold.

Perhaps, it's only February, and Kunlun is colder than other places, so you still need to wear more clothes.

......

There are four steps around the venue, one of which is dedicated to the elder's seat, and there are nine people sitting on the empty one, and one empty chair is particularly conspicuous, and there is no need to find it.

The disciples in charge were still cleaning up the competition venue, and Yu Bing walked up to the elder's seat from the side.

"Qi Bing, congratulations to you and Zhiqiu for winning the selection, both of you are excellent disciples of Kunlun, and you still need to work hard in the future to win the first place in the Hundred Doors Conference!" a chubby old man smiled kindly at Qi Bing.

This is Liu Ling's real person, a Fu Xiu, but the natal weapon is indeed a wine gourd, in normal times, it is filled with wine, and when it is against people, it will become special ink.

Because Liu Lingzhen is a person who loves alcohol, he has to take off the wine gourd and drink two sips to feel comfortable after walking a few steps, so his cheeks are red all the year round, as if he is drunk, but Liu Lingzhen's eyes are very clear.

Qi Bing saluted one by one, and when it was Zhongxin Zhenren's turn, although his face was very stinky, he was not losing his temper with Qi Bing, and he looked very curious.

"Xiao Bing ~ Who taught you your swordsmanship just now?" Hearing this bone-eroding voice, he knew that it was Lianbo Zhenren who was asking, and he looked up, and was suddenly thrown into a wink, almost being fascinated.

Qi Bing muttered a demon in his heart, not looking at this male goblin.

"The disciple doesn't know. Qi Bing replied honestly.

"How can you not know the swordsmanship you use?" the elders didn't believe it.

"The disciple is a wood spirit root, although he has also practiced swords for ten years, and he has achieved a little success, but after all, he can't resist other spirit roots, and when he competed with the senior brothers in the Fog Void Peak, he also relied on a little luck to win some. ”

"Zhong Xinfeng's senior brother Zhao Funian is indeed very strong, I am not his opponent, I am losing one after another, and I don't even have room to resist. ”

Qi Bing saw that the swollen Xinzhen's face looked better, and then continued.

But under the encouragement of Senior Brother Zhiqiu, it seemed that he had suddenly opened his mind, his mind was clear, and the swordsmanship in his hand was self-taught. ”

"I don't know why this happened, but when the clear feeling in my mind passed, the disciple won. ”

This explanation is a bit far-fetched, what was encouraged to suddenly become stronger, and now even the script is not written like that, so the elders will be skeptical.

But the first half of the ice was indeed suppressed thoroughly, looking at the white hands, they are still swollen, and they don't look like they are pretending at all.

And the turning point of this competition happened to be just after Xia Zhiqiu shouted for Yang Bing.

Therefore, no matter how confused the elders were, it seemed that they could only believe what Qi Bing said, and they were a little disappointed.

"Then according to what you say, you can only show your swordsmanship when you are encouraged to do so at a critical moment?" Zhong Xin Zhenren asked, if Yu Bing's strength happened to explode this time, then how could he go out to participate in the conference on behalf of Kunlun?

The disciple thinks that this is not the case, the feeling of clarity dissipates, but there is still a lingering rhyme, after going back, the disciple will concentrate on studying and mastering it, and will not let Kunlun be dusted at the Hundred Gates Conference. Yu Bing lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched impatiently.

This Zhongxin Zhenren is also a little annoyed, does he still want to regret winning the competition?

"If you don't feel at ease, before the start of the Hundred Doors Conference, you can let Senior Brother Zhao Funian compete with me again, if the disciple fails, give this place to Senior Brother Zhao, and never regret it!"

Having said that, it would be too mean to force others to do so, and Zhongxin Zhenren didn't ask again.

The foggy real person asked again if he wanted to stay and watch the talisman test, anyway, Yarrow was not there, and his wooden chair was empty, so it was better to sit on the Bing, the field of vision here was wider.

"No, little ...... Senior Brother Zhiqiu is still waiting for me, and I still have to go to the appointment, so I won't bother the elders to watch the competition. The sentence "Xiao Qiuqiu" almost blurted out, and the little heart was so frightened that it slowed down, and quickly shut up, afraid that he would leak his mouth again, so he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran away.

Qi Bing gradually walked away, and a smile also appeared on Tongyang Zhenren's unsmiling face, and he looked at Wuxu Zhenren, "Qi Bing and Zhiqiu, the relationship is really good." ”

The foggy real person also smiled and agreed, but when he turned his head, there was some worry in his eyes.

The relationship between Lu Bing and Xia Zhiqiu is good, but it is too good, and the fog void real person will be worried.

At this age, it is time to talk about marriage in the world, will there be some thoughts of the girl's family?

That Xia Zhiqiu and her are so close, except for cultivation, they are inseparable, in the eyes of others, they are a pair of good friends, good friends who sleep in a shop, what do they often mix together?

But the foggy real person knows that Bing Bing is a girl!

Should you be Bing, do you like that summer and autumn?

Wuxu hadn't noticed it before, this kind of thing happened today, and Qi Bing was about to lose, but because of Xia Zhiqiu's few words, it broke out, no matter how you think about it, it's not an ordinary friend's relationship!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he became worried, like an old father thinking about his daughter's marriage.

Fortunately, there is still a year that Zhu Bing doesn't have to wear like this, and then let's see, if she really likes Xia Zhiqiu, I, as an uncle, have to help her, at least let Xia Zhiqiu also like my nephew.

The fog is full of my nephew and nephew are so good and good-looking, how could Xia Zhiqiu's kid not like it, Qi Bing has recovered his daughter's body, it must be even brighter and more moving than now, and the entire cultivation world will rush to chase after it!

The plan of the fog void real person has already thought of discussing marriage with the Wenbei Xia family, and he has no idea that between Qi Bing and Xia Zhiqiu, it is indeed a touching but serious brotherhood.

On the other hand, in Penglai, Jiang Muling has a non-dividing idea of brotherhood with Yan Bing.

......

"Yo, Xiao Qiuqiu, you're well prepared! Not only did you take the big fire, but you even brought the stove!"

Because she couldn't wear too much for the competition, she didn't know how many sneezes along the way with her thin dress, but now she saw that everything in the pavilion was prepared for her, and she couldn't help but praise Xia Zhiqiu for his rare meticulousness and thoughtfulness, and went directly into the big hole.

Roasted his face against the stove, his whole body was warm, and he was so comfortable that he could lie down and sleep in this pavilion.

"If it weren't for the fact that the master saw that you were injured today, he wouldn't have helped you get these, and you would have frozen to death!" Xia Zhiqiu is a typical hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, saying that he didn't want to care about the ice, but many of the side dishes he brought were sweet and sour dishes that the ice made him prepare, and the ice swallowed saliva when he saw it.

The two of them ate vegetables, warmed tea, and sat in the pavilion to eat, which was also interesting.

"What the hell happened to you when you competed? Xia Zhiqiu still remembered the sudden attack of Qi Bing on stage.

"I don't know, maybe, I'm nervous?" The sweet and sour fish with chopsticks in the ice was also thinking about the last competition.

"You, nervous?" Xia Zhiqiu shook his chopsticks, "You are not nervous about Shang Mu Ling, and you are afraid of comparing with Zhao Funian?"

"Well, then I'm really going to think about it, maybe I'm really nervous. ”

"Hey!"

"Hahaha, I won't tease you, I can't think of it now, I'll definitely find the reason in the future," Lu Bing poked the fish on the plate, "It's a big deal to do this again in the future, you and Jiang Muling can wake me up next to me." ”

The two chatted while eating, and had lunch until the evening.

"Xiao Qiuqiu, look, it's snow!"

The two of them looked up, and sure enough, something white fell from the sky and melted into the ground next to the pavilion.

Born in the south of the Yangtze River, she rarely sees snow, although it rains in Kunlun every year, she still feels very strange, as if this cold snowflake is the most rare beauty in the world.

Both of them were reluctant to leave the city, so they huddled together to watch the snow.

"In the future, if Mu Ling comes to Kunlun in winter, ask him to watch it together, the three of them will be more interesting!"

"Hmm. ”

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