It is late autumn in the Central Plains, and the spring breeze in the southwest is still warm.

In the southwest of the mainland of Kyushu, at the junction of Nanzhao, Dayu and Dongwu, there is a vast lake shaped like a full moon and called the moon, and there is a Konghou city on the north shore of the lake, which is the distribution center of the border trade of the three countries, and the city is not big but very prosperous.

For half a month, all eyes of the city have been attracted by the huge ring on the lake outside the city, and every day is as lively as a temple fair.

Three months ago, the Miao Di Sect Immortal Peak passed on the families of various sects in the southwest to set up a ring on the lake outside Konghou City to choose a son-in-law for the peak master's young daughter Mocui. Mo Cui is recognized as the first beauty in Miaodi, and she is very famous in the southwest cultivation circle, and there are many young talents who rush to the ring like a carp crossing the river, and watch the lively people crowd into a tide, which is more spectacular than the waves of the South China Sea that are reluctant to hit the ends of the earth day and night.

There are rules for the competition, which are naturally formulated by the Ageless Peak, from sunrise to sunset, and the final winner standing in the ring enters the next round for the winner of the day.

Sixteen days, sixteen places.

Today is the last day.

The sky has just dawned, and the fog on the magnificent lake has not yet dissipated, and the lake is already extremely lively.

More than a dozen restaurants near the lake have tripled the prices of private rooms and private seats, and they are still overcrowded, with acquaintances gathering for breakfast while chatting about previous martial arts competitions and interesting stories. More than a dozen boats and a larger number of sampans untied their cables and anchored, and lined up in an orderly manner on the surface of the lake, forming a semicircle to enclose the ring in the middle. More people stood in the open space by the lake, and the crowd was like a tidal wave.

There is a more magnificent boat parked on the lake more than 100 zhang away from the southeast of the ring, and there are more than ten small boats scattered around, and at the bow of each boat stands a young man with a scimitar on his waist, all of whom have a solemn face. The upper floors of the building are luxuriously furnished, and the furnishings are extremely elegant, and on the low side of the window sit two young women wearing Miao costumes, who are the protagonists of this ring, Mo Cui and her cousin Liang Xin.

Mocui's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the fat powder is not applied to make it more beautiful and refined, biting her lips and frowning are all landscapes, and the beauty is not like a woman in the world.

The two of them were eating breakfast, and Mo Cui took a bite of the spring rolls from the Northland, thinking that they tasted good, but the thought that someone had not yet appeared, immediately lost his appetite. It's been three months, and there's no news, so what's going on? Does it take so long to chase a flower thief? Too scared to come? She was really worried, afraid that if he didn't come, she would have to choose a husband among the sixteen who won, and it was terrible to think about.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Mo Cui raised his hand and slapped the food box on the low table, and the hardwood food box instantly shattered into sawdust.

If it weren't for Liang Xin's quick eyes and quick hands, destroying the true yuan to stabilize the dwarf, there would be more wood shattered into powder.

She knew why her cousin was angry, and said with relief: "Don't worry, although that kid is flamboyant, he is still talking, since he promised you, he will definitely appear today." ”

Mo Cui's face was not good, and he said coldly: "Let him be, lose me, so that he will not be able to find it for the rest of his life." ”

Liang Xin said with a smile: "Why bother if you are thinking about it in your heart, but you pretend to ignore it?

Mo Cui glanced at her, and said angrily: "I want to hang you." ”

"What if he doesn't come?"

"Don't say it. ”

Liang Xin really didn't say anything, lowered his head and continued to eat breakfast.

The sun rises as usual.

As soon as the gong sounded, the competition began.

A young man in white with a long sword at his waist walked out of the crowd, jumped forward, and walked on the surface of the lake with his hands behind his back.

The cheers didn't last long, and people's eyes were attracted by other places, only to see a man in black on the lake in the distance, holding a white-clothed man flying quickly in the sky, heading straight for the building boat.

Piaoxiang Building is the tallest building by the lake, there is only one private room on the top floor, the window is open, and a middle-aged scholar in a green shirt comes out of the window, and quickly chases the man in black in the air, and the speed is obviously faster.

"Who?

For the warning of the middle-aged scholar behind him, the man in black ignored it and continued to approach the building boat quickly.

Seeing that the warning was ineffective, the middle-aged scholar clenched his right fist and blasted at the man in black in the air.

The black-clothed man had a mysterious sense, knew what was happening behind him, turned around and stopped, and threw a punch at the middle-aged scholar.

The "force" of the two punches was opposite to each other, canceling each other, and no one had the upper hand.

The two of them punched in the air again, obviously more effort than before, and the intersection of the "fist wind" caused a splash, and they were still evenly matched, and no one could help anyone.

At the bow of the boat, Liang Xin looked at the two sides of the confrontation hanging above the lake, and said from afar: "Mr. Lin, these two sons are guests of Immortal Peak, and they have misunderstood. ”

The middle-aged scholar nodded, glanced at the man in black, turned around and walked in the air, and soon sat down in the highest private room by the lake.

The man in black helped the young man in white to land on the bow of the boat, and said with a solemn face, "Where is Mocui?"

"Come with me. ”

This is much better than trying in the ring, and most people feel that they are still unsatisfied.

Looking at the lively people, there are many cultivation masters, and they can still see the way out, the middle-aged scholar, as the third disciple of the fifth bear of the master of the Sacred Domain of the City Lord of Konghou City, has already entered the Izumo Realm, and it is not far from the Holy Domain, and it is all in vain to blast out two punches, the young man in black is at most in his early twenties, how strong does he have to be?

The cultivation of the human race is divided into seven realms, Guiyuan, Qi, Wind, Izumo, God, Earth Immortals and Celestials, the first four realms are mortal realms, and the last three realms are holy realms, and the perfection of the heavenly and human realms is expected to soar.

The young man in black can fight hard with the well-known Mr. Lin without losing the upper hand, and he has obviously entered and exited the cloud realm.

The fifteen people who have won in the ring before are all leaders in the southwest, and their family background and cultivation talent are not to be said, but the realm is not high, after all, they are all about twenty years old, among which Yang Xinghuan, the fourth prince of Nanzhao, has the highest realm, and it is only the first realm of the wind, and against the young man in black, I am afraid that he will not even be able to hold one.

Is he going to fight in the ring?

People looking forward to watching the excitement.

The sons who have already won are worried.

At this moment, Mo Cui was most worried.

Previously she was worried that someone wouldn't show up today, and now she's worried about his injuries.

The young man in white sat slumped in the pear blossom wood Taishi chair, his eyes closed tightly, and his breath was like a gossamer, obviously extremely seriously injured.

The beautiful woman who dumped half of the talents in the southwest and led to a series of battles in the ring was crying, staring at the pale face close at hand, and her heart seemed to be pulled by the sharpest claws in the world.

He saved her three times on the line of life and death, and said three times that he wanted her to repay her with a personal promise, she took it seriously, and silently responded in her heart, telling him about the competition and choosing a son-in-law, and asked him to come back to the ring on time.

He came back, not too late, but he looked like he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Are you going to bear me?" Mo Cui said with tears in her voice, fearing that he would die like this, and her tears slipped down like broken pearls.

The young man in white slowly opened his eyes and said weakly, "Kite, Yunzhu." ”

Miss Miaodi, who was called by her name, remembered that she had a cloud bead in her mouth that could live and die, and she didn't care about the defense of men and women, and put the cloud bead into his mouth with his lips.

The young man in black not far away stared at this scene with wide eyes, and said in his heart: There are so many people who read books, they are so good at playing.

Liang Xinqiao's face was slightly red, and she dragged the young man in black and staggered, pulled him to the side of the cabin, and asked, "The surname is He, what's the matter?" The two chased a flower thief, and they didn't say anything about it, but they also injured one, Han Xuesi was injured like that, why didn't you have anything to do?"

He Qifeng, who always wore black, rolled his eyes and said: "The flower thief can't find a wild dog that has become a fine and can run, we chased him until outside the Demon Domain Nebula City, and the movement was too big during the fight, which attracted the ninth demon general, and Xiao Han blocked a palm for me." ”

"Just blow it. Liang Xin didn't believe his words, turned his head to look out the window, looked at the ring on the lake in the distance and said, "You say, what should I do now?"

He Qifeng understood what he meant, and wrote lightly: "It's easy to do, my son went to cook those small fish and shrimp, and Xiao Han will come back when he recovers." ”

Liang Xin chuckled: "Gongzi He really thought of a good way, he can't even stand steadily, do you want this girl to carry him to the ring?"

"Don't worry about your old man, it's not your turn to carry it. ”

As soon as the words fell, He Qifeng came out of the window, drew an afterimage on the surface of the lake, and soon appeared in the ring.

As if she had seen through her heart, Liang Xinqiao's face turned even redder, she looked at the ring in a daze, and muttered, "Is it really Izumo?"

On the other side, Han Xuesi, who was dressed in white, had cloud beads in his mouth, and the strange energy contained in it flowed into his limbs, and his injuries recovered at an unimaginable speed, his face became ruddy, his eyes became bright, and the dejected appearance of being seriously injured and dying before was swept away.

Yun Zhu is a magic weapon of the Heavenly Order, which is owned by Han Xuesi, before on the official road of Huanghe County, Mo Cui was seriously injured by a sneak attack, and after he rescued him, just like today, he put Yun Zhu into her mouth to treat her injuries mouth, and he also received a slap for this.

Seeing that Mo Cui was worried about herself and cried, Han Xuesi was very happy, but she covered it up well, raised her hand to wipe her tears, but was slapped away by her.

Mo Cui wiped her tears with her sleeve, got up and said, "Okay, get out of the ring quickly." ”

Han Xuesi yawned and said, "Naturally, I want to go, but I have to take a shower first and then sleep." ”

Mo Cui regained her previous cold appearance, and said angrily: "Why don't you go quickly, do you want this girl to serve you?"

Han Xuesi blurted out: "Okay." ”

"Get out!"

Han Xuesi's figure disappeared in a flash, faster and more elusive than when He Qifeng was flying in the sky over the lake before.

After he left, Mo Cui and Liang Xin sat down on either side of the low table again, drinking tea and chatting about many things, until the sunset shone into the cabin.

Han Xuesi really took a bath, and then really fell asleep, and after waking up, he felt refreshed, walked to the upper hall of the building, lost his previous frivolity, looked at Mo Cui seriously and said, "Kite, I'm here." ”

Mo Cui nodded lightly and said softly, "Go ahead." ”

"Good!"