Soon, Ye Qianqiu had a cognition of this rare strange thing in the cultivation world.

Nangong Yi, a disciple, is among the best among the younger generation. Even because he is a sword cultivator, his combat ability can even surpass that of the highest cultivation of the Drifting Snow Mountain Villa.

However, this is only the ability to fight head-on.

According to Ye Qianqiu's calculations, if the situation is a little more complicated, the one in the Drifting Snow Mountain Villa will be able to completely abuse the one in front of him. After all, this guy is not unsophisticated, but he has no emotional intelligence at all, and his whole mind is about cultivating kendo!

By the time Nangong Yi had poured all the bitter water, the real person who had forgotten his worries had already spread out on the table with a smile: "Nangong, your disciple, your disciple, it would be good if your personality was half as uniform as Qianqiu!"

Wei Lingkong is a person who gives Nangong Yi a headache, and Ye Qianqiu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Just as Nangong Yi Weiwei Lingkong would not have a headache in dealing with people, the real person who forgot worries also had a headache for Ye Qianqiu's refusal to cultivate for many years.

After he said this, Nangong Yi's eyes lit up.

In the last two days of the Xianmen Dabi, Nangong Yi has been following the real person who forgets his worries. As for Nangong Yi's purpose, everyone can see it.

Because of this, Ye Qianqiu was forced to watch several competitions against Wei Volley.

The Xianmen Dabi ended in a peaceful manner, and Ye Qianlan also achieved a very good ranking in Ye Qianqiu's expectations. Therefore, on the night of the last day of the Xianmen Dabi, Ye Qianqiu celebrated his sister on the Forgotten Worry Peak.

"Chiran, congratulations. Ye Qianqiu squinted and poured a glass of wine for his sister.

The wine was brewed by Ye Qianqiu himself, and in the past twelve years, Ye Qianqiu has not been idle on the Forgotten Worry Peak. If you don't cultivate, you naturally have too much extra time, either to study tactics or to tinker with some messy things.

This kind of spirit wine is brewed by Ye Qianqiu's ancient recipe. Even if the monks of Bigu drink some, it is also beneficial.

"It's a pity that I lost to Yan Fengya!" Ye Qianlan took a sip of the wine in Ye Qianqiu's hand and said sullenly.

"The white clothes are better than the snow, and the young master is elegant. Ye Qianqiu turned the wine glass in his hand and replied with a smile: "When he became famous, we were not born yet, and it is not bad that you can fight with him for more than ten rounds now." ”

In the entire Xianmen Dabi, the only person who can make Ye Qianqiu pay attention from beginning to end is Ye Qianlan. Of course, those who compete with Ye Qianlan, Ye Qianqiu will also pay a little attention to one or two.

Although Yan Fengya's cultivation is the highest among the younger generation, he is also the highest among the younger generation. Therefore, at the age of sixteen, Ye Qianlan has been in the hands of Yan Fengya for so long, and it can be said that she is still honorable despite defeat.

"But I'm not reconciled. Ye Qianlan slammed the wine cup in her hand on the table: "Sister, didn't you say that no monk can be stronger than the monk of Shui Linggen!"

Ye Qianlan was grinding her teeth.

Ye Qianqiu smiled weakly and bitterly.

Yes, she said that. At the beginning, the two of them entered because of the Tianshui Spirit Root, although they were courteous, they also suffered a lot of white eyes. After all, everyone knows that the water spirit root is a Ding furnace spirit root, and the people of Tianshui spirit root are someone else's Ding furnace sooner or later. These white eyes had no effect on Ye Qianqiu, but they made Ye Qianlan's confidence in herself plummet.

Therefore, Ye Qianqiu encouraged his sister like this.

As a result of the encouragement, his sister worshiped under the iceberg gate of the Water Ripple Fairy, and now she has become a battle maniac.

"I said that. Ye Qianqiu spread his hands: "But I said that you can fight beyond the ranks, but it doesn't mean that you can leapfrog infinitely." It's just that you, a monk in the foundation building period, are still not satisfied with more than ten moves with a monk in the Jindan stage, and I can't help it?"

"The water spirit root is the strongest spirit root, the master said, the thunder spirit root should be the strongest spirit root, and the water spirit root is the mildest spirit root. ”

As the two spoke, a voice interjected.

Ye Qianqiu looked back and glared.

This person is none other than Nangong Yi's disciple. Since the real person who forgot worries introduced Ye Qianqiu to Nangong Yi, Nangong Yi has stuck to the real people who forget worries.

It's not over for him to stick to the real person, and his disciple is now also ordered to stick to Ye Qianqiu. It's the kind of sticky that can't be driven away.

"The Thunder Spirit Root is a mutated Spirit Root, and it is very aggressive. Seeing Ye Qianqiu's dissatisfaction, Wei Lingkong was stunned for a moment, and explained: "With the same swordsmanship, the power of other spiritual root cultivators is only seventy percent of what I use." ”

When Ye Qianlan heard this, she subconsciously retorted: "Then why did you lose to Yan Fengya? You are Lei Linggen, and you have the same Jindan stage cultivation as Yan Fengya, why did you lose too?"

Wei Lingkong was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't thought about this, and then, he sat next to Ye Qianqiu and fell into deep thought.

In the past few days, Ye Qianqiu also understands this guy's urine. Once this expression appears, this guy will not be able to come out for a while, and after he comes out, there is a chance that he will have an epiphany.

Sometimes, I have to envy the understanding of these pure-minded people.

Ye Qianlan waited for a while, but she didn't hear Wei Lingkong's answer, obviously, it was impossible for the other party to answer herself. Therefore, she focused on Ye Qianqiu's body again: "Sister, this time in the big competition, I have played so many times, is it better than before?"

After every battle, it is Ye Qianlan's habit to let Ye Qianqiu help him analyze. Because, every time Ye Qianqiu can hit the nail on the head to say her shortcomings.

Ye Qianqiu never hid her selfishness in front of her sister-in-law, and the many tactics she studied were basically the first to be used by Ye Qianlan in actual combat.

"Your previous competitions have won big odds, so I won't say more. Since Ye Qianlan asked, Ye Qianqiu didn't hide his selfishness: "In Yan Fengya's first battle, although you were too different from his cultivation, you lost too unjustly. ”

"What kind of wrongdoing?"

"Didn't you notice that Yan Fengya's spell was very confusing? How many times did you misjudge him before, do you remember?" Ye Qianqiu replied calmly.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Qianlan fell into deep thought.

There are too many uncertainties in the competition, so judging the actions of others is a necessary skill for every monk. As a model for the young disciples of the Heavenly Dome Sect, Ye Qianlan was also blameless in this regard.

However, this time when she was facing Yan Fengya, Ye Qianlan did make many mistakes in judgment.

"Yan Feng Yafa is very powerful, but his character is not very good. Ye Qianqiu paused, and then said: "The white clothes are better than the snow, and the young master is elegant." He probably had white clothes. ”

"Sister, don't play dumb riddles!"

"He cheated!" Before Ye Qianqiu could speak, Wei Lingkong interjected again: "His spell is deceptive, I was deceived by him, so I lost to him so quickly." ”

"Hmph. Ye Qianqiu snorted coldly: "The real battlefield, how can there be any deception and not deception." The winner is the king and the loser is cole, history, only praises the winner. If you lose, you lose. ”