Luo Xiaosang turned his head to see that there was nothing in front of the window except for the silver-white moonlight sprinkled all over the ground, thinking that it was Bai Yu's unintentional work, but found that it was curled up in the nest, sleeping sweetly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Xiaosang stood up lightly and stroked Bai Yu, except for Yi Xingyun's brothers and sisters, the relatives around him were left.

"Knock" was another small sound, which would be heard very clearly, the sound of a hard block hitting the windowsill. Immediately afterwards, I saw a small pebble rolling from the windowsill to my feet.

"Who?" Luo Xiaosang walked to the window and looked out.

In my dreams, or in my previous life, I encountered such a scene. The moonlight is like water, sprinkled all over the small courtyard in front of the house, flowers, dwarf trees, bamboo, dyed with a layer of silver light, at a glance, it seems to live in a silver world.

The sound of insects chirping, happy as food, and the breeze into a piece, so that the night, such a night scene, so that people can be fascinated just by standing.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, disrupting the original rhythm, and then another sound, as if a homophony was inserted into the dance music, which was awkward at first, but unconsciously, a new rhythm had already been formed.

Next to the low tree, a slender finger gently broke the branch, and then the two fingers pressed together, and the branch was divided into two sections.

The moonlight is like the rouge gouache of her daughter's house, and a faint layer of color is printed on her pink face, which is unconventional, but looks fairer and more beautiful.

She, frowning slightly, who is the person who can be so pitiful and so worried.

This life is enough!

A pale blue figure appeared in such a night.

"It's him!" Luo Xiaosang jumped over the windowsill, stepped into the moonlight, and stood in front of her along the stone path of the small courtyard.

The four eyes were facing each other, and for some reason, my heart skipped for no reason.

After a while, Luo Xiaosang vaguely felt that something was wrong, took a step back, and asked, "Brother Lan, why are you here? “

Lan Ling'er was stunned for this "Brother Lan" for a moment, and then scolded "fool" in a low voice and said: "I saw you, it turns out that you are deeply hidden, and even the three generations of disciples of Qingxuguan can beat you." ”

Luo Xiaosang's face flushed, and he whispered: "I, I was lucky, I happened to meet the other party's old illness relapse." I have just been practicing for a short time, and how can I be the opponent of the senior brothers of other sects? ”

Lan Ling'er thought that this was reasonable, when she saw him three years ago, she knew that he had just practiced, and in just three years, even if he was talented and guided by a famous teacher, it was impossible to defeat a master who had been practicing for many years in three or two moves. So he said, "Do you have to try tomorrow?" Do you know who your opponent is?"

Luo Xiaosang lowered his head and said: "I, no matter who tomorrow's opponent is, I know that my skills are not good, and if I go, I will lose, but I still have to go." ”

Lan Ling'er saw Luo Xiaosang like this, but she was angry in her heart for some reason, and said, "Fool, you know that you will lose if you go, and you will get hurt if you go, but why do you still go?"

Luo Xiaosang listened, but was silent, and at the end, as if he was answering, and as if he was talking to himself, he looked up at Lan Ling'er and said: "I was raised by my master since I was a child, and my master treats me like a mountain. ”

Lan Ling'er was silent, just looked at Luo Xiaosang, the resolute young man in front of her. Suddenly, she smiled, just a light smile, Luo Xiaosang felt that this smile was better than the flowers blooming in the courtyard.

Lan Ling'er raised her hand and threw it, and an object drew an arc from the air, and landed firmly in Luo Xiaosang's hand, and then said: "Seeing that you are walking steadily at this time, I think that the injury is not serious today, if you are not afraid that this bottle is poison, you will take it to tomorrow after the competition, and use it when you are injured." ”

Luo Xiaosang held the small porcelain vase that still had residual warmth, and was speechless for a while, and when he was about to speak, he saw Lan Ling'er turn around and was about to leave.

"Brother Blue, you wait. Luo Xiaosang ran over and said, "Where do you live? You, if you don't dislike it, you can settle down in my house." My bed is wide and tight. ”

In the dark, Lan Ling'er blushed, and after scolding "fool" again, she said, "You don't bother with this." After speaking, without waiting for Luo Xiaosang to answer, his figure flickered, and he disappeared into the night.

Luo Xiaosang held the small porcelain vase, thinking that this Blue Brother was also weird and elusive. However, thinking that in addition to Yi Xingyun's brothers and sisters, there were people who were so concerned about themselves, and their hearts were really warm, and they forgot the identity of the other party's "treacherous demon" for a while.

When I thought about the competition tomorrow, I was worried about how to do it because my cultivation time was short. The black ruler at the right wrist had already turned back into a black circle, and there was a burst of warmth at the right time, as if to comfort Luo Xiaosang not to worry, but dilute the uneasiness in his heart.

Under the moonlight, there stood a young man, stubborn and tenacious, fighting against fate for the relieved smile of an old man.

Tonight, it's going to be another sleepless night.

After the second round of competition, half of them were eliminated, and this year's three-faction discussion conference was pushed to a climax. Those who entered the top 50 were all the leaders of the younger generation in the sect, and those who were highly valued by the teacher, of course, there were exceptions, that was Luo Xiaosang.

On the third day of the competition of the three factions, the clouds covered the sun, and the disciples of each faction finished their breakfast early from the accommodation arranged by the Heavenly Gate, and came to the summit square to wait for the arrangement.

There were still the three major heads and elders and the heads of various factions sitting on the rostrum, only to see the master of Meifeng Peak of the Heavenly Gate, and the punishment elder Gao Risheng walked to the center of the stage under the signal of the head Yang Wentian and said loudly: "After the first two days of competition, there are already fifty disciples of my decent sect who are about to enter the third round of competition. Whether the winner or the loser, we must keep in mind the purpose of the Discussion of the Tao Conference, the way of cultivation, and the sincerity of their hearts. Victory is guarded against arrogance, defeat is frowned upon, and if you are too old, you will think about it, and if you are ugly, you will stop it. Next, the deacon's disciples read the names and go to the stage to draw lots. ”

As the contestants were called to the stage one by one, Luo Xiaosang was nervous in the center of the crowd. Although he didn't take the initiative, he was a real replacement, if he was recognized, what would be the face of the Heavenly Gate? But at this point, he could only hold on to his teeth and persevere to the end.

"Tianmen, Luo Xiaosang. The deacon's disciple finally read Luo Xiaosang's name.

Luo Xiaosang stubbornly went to the rostrum, ready to be recognized, but I don't know whether it should be lucky or unlucky, from the time he got the test card to the time he returned to the position, no one recognized him.

It's just that what Luo Xiaosang doesn't know is that the thoughts in the hearts of everyone on the stage at this time can only be described as wonderful.

When the elders of the Heavenly Gate heard Luo Xiaosang's name, they all glanced at each other, thinking in their hearts that the other party had cultivated such a disciple, and he had such strength to enter the third round of the competition at a young age.

The heads of other sects believe that the Heavenly Gate is worthy of being the number one sect in the world, and most of the younger disciples who have entered the third round this time are younger disciples, and it seems that the sect will vigorously cultivate young disciples in these years, hoping to sit firmly on the first place in the world. Your own sect should be on par with it, and only by having more contact can you gain a place in the righteous path.

As for the peak lord who still remembered Luo Xiaosang, he glanced at the head of the sect, and saw that the head Yang Wentian was as immobile as a mountain, thinking that he had other arrangements, and looked at each other again, wanting to find out the answer from the other party's eyes.

How could the lords of the peaks and peaks be as deep as the sea, and they had a clear expression on the surface, how could they see the slightest clue?

Under such circumstances, Luo Xiaosang was able to continue to participate in the test. If there are still people who care in the field, it is Gao Feng's group and Yi Xingyun brothers and sisters who designed to frame Luo Xiaosang.

Yi Xingyun's brothers and sisters were temporarily relieved to see that Luo Xiaosang had passed the test safely, but they were worried about his subsequent competition. And Gao Feng and others secretly scolded Luo Xiaosang in their hearts for not measuring his own strength, and he still didn't find an excuse to escape after passing a hurdle, and he had to find guilt. At the same time, people who think about it in their hearts should find a reason to dissociate themselves from the relationship when the incident happens.

In the sound of the competition field, everyone discussed, and Luo Xiaosang stepped into the competition ring again.