In the next few days, Feng Bu didn't have the idea of testing Qin Songyue again, and he even felt that his rash action that night was almost stupid. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAt first, he had to force himself to stop worrying about it, but by the time, he had naturally immersed himself in busyness. In fact, the reason why he can do this is that the most important point is that Dugu Mei, the head of the magic sword, has also appeared in the rudder, and of course, with her, there is also Dugu Lan with a reluctant face. However, for Feng Buvain, the unhappiness of the previous visit to Miaojian does not seem to have faded, and the meaning of Dugumei's arrival is more like a reminder, although he will often involuntarily fall into the gentle trap, but it will not last long, showing that he has become vigilant.

Even if it seems to "rekindle the old love", in the face of Dugumei's positive temptation, it is difficult for him to release his full enthusiasm, and he only deliberately shows a little tenderness between his eyebrows. Dugu Mei didn't care, and when he was in front of his respected predecessors, he couldn't let go of his hands and feet, every time they met, she was still soft and incoherent, and she smiled back in vain. It's just that she didn't know what the wind was in vain, and what meaning was in her smile at this time.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the January appointment, and the Jingzhao rudder at this time was very lively, just like the birthday of the owner of Xiaojian Mountain Villa Qin Zhuang at that time. The eight factions that had been notified in vain before were only missing a sword leader, Qi Zhiyan. In addition, the heroes of the Jingdaomen also called out the heroes from all over the place and gathered under the eaves. Feng Buyi felt a little anxious in his heart, and from time to time he poured out a taste of being deceived, but his face did not show it at all, and he handled his affairs in an orderly manner, and finally, when the sun was setting on this day, Mi Zhiyan's figure appeared in the afterglow little by little.

At this point, important people and others are readily available, and the issue of how to revive the Xiaojian naturally enters the discussion stage. After Feng Buvain put forward the opinion of the Four Swords Alliance, but something depressing happened, Shaolin Yixuan Master smiled on his jaw, and Wudang Wudang Wuxian Dao Chang was silent. In front of everyone's eyes, the acquiescence of the two leaders seemed to deprive the soil for dissent to germinate, even those who flashed doubts in their eyes and opened their mouths to make a sound, they all quickly adjusted their states and became consistent with their surroundings, but among these people, Qin Jianmen did not include Qin Jianmen to win Zhongye.

"Master Feng, there is a sentence surnamed Ying, I don't know if to say it?" Win Zhongye saw that he was the only one who stood up, and he looked very abrupt, and his originally dark red face became more and more ruddy.

"Win the head but it doesn't hurt to say it!" Feng Buvain's face was harmonious, but he was quite puzzled in his heart, and secretly said: Win Zhongye is in a corner of Gansu, he has always been pure-hearted and benevolent, and he is rarely red-faced with his fellow people in the rivers and lakes, why is it that he openly disagrees with everyone at this time? After the two finished talking back and forth, the hall was silent for a while, and everyone present looked at each other, all of them were surprised.

"Okay!" Win Zhongye responded, bowing his hand to Yixuan and the innocent son, and then said: "I don't approve of the competition!" This sentence was straightforward and loud, but it made everyone's doubts a little heavier.

"Oh, what better way to win the master?" asked the Innocent Son with interest.

"There's no way!" Ying Zhongye replied crisply, but all the people's expectations fell to the ground, and in response, there were sporadic boos from the crowd, and in this way, his face was even more bloody.

"Win the master, this kind of joke can't be made!" Feng Buvain's face suddenly turned cold, and he reminded him.

"In the next moment, I was excited, and I messed up my words, and I hope you will bear with me!" Win Zhongye bowed deeply, which was regarded as an apology. Originally, his reputation was excellent, and when he explained it like this, everyone was relieved.

"Amitabha, it turns out that the head of the winning family has other intentions!" Yi Xuan, who had not spoken, smiled, as if he had seen through Win Zhongye's distress.

"Thank you, master!" Win Zhongye returned the salute again, and then said: "Heroes, what I mean below is that this time the Four Swords Alliance, Qin Jian will not participate in this competition..."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd that had just calmed down became agitated again, "This win is too bloodless, and he will admit defeat before he compares!" "That is, the name of Win Meng Wei is so loud, it seems that there is no real chapter in his hand!" For a while, there were doubts, disdain, and disappointment, and even the brothers and nephews who came with Ying Zhongye were full of shock in their eyes.

"Everyone, don't be impatient!Please finish speaking!" The innocent son sensed that Ying Zhongye seemed to have a hidden feeling, and persuaded everyone with his words, and the strong internal force circulated in the room, spreading the majesty in every corner, and the noisy crowd gradually calmed down.

"Qin Jian doesn't participate in this competition, but he still agrees with the alliance, but he just withdraws from the battle for the alliance leader! Whoever wins the alliance leader, I win Zhongye and obey my orders, and there is no other word!" Win Zhongye said in a sonorous breath, ignoring everyone's reactions, and turned around and sat in his seat.

Hearing this, Zhao Guangzhen showed a sneer on his face, Dugu Mei turned a deaf ear, and only one person was reflected in the wind in the two pools of autumn water.

"Win the head of the high wind and bright festival, Feng is both admiration and regret!" Feng did not throw a reverent gaze at Win Zhongye in vain, but he secretly rejoiced in his heart: Qin Jian is really surnamed Qin, and he is so close to Qin Songyue.

"Good, good, good, since the winner of the head withdrew, Xiao Sword, Miao Sword, and Yi Sword are the heads, what do you think?" Master Yixuan looked at the remaining three sword masters.

"The competition is, what else do you have to say!" Zhao Guangzhen twitched the corners of his mouth and said disapprovingly.

"The little woman listens to it!" Dugumei spoke softly, and glanced at the wind in vain, only to see that the wind was not in vain, and everyone behind her was red-faced, as if slightly drunk.

"The juniors have no objections!" Qi Zhiyan pondered for a while and said slowly.

"Master Dingning, Daoist Feizhenzi, I don't know what the two of you mean?" Feng Bu saw that Yixuan and Wuxianzi had already agreed, and turned to the two factions of Emei and Kongtong.

Master Dingning bowed slightly, and did not speak, Fei Zhenziyi, his face was serious, and he made a gesture of please.

"That's the case! Three days later, I respectfully invite the three heads to compete in the Howling Sword Villa!"