Feiya College,

In the huge arena, the usually empty auditorium was already overcrowded, and at a glance, it was crowded with people, forming a sea of ​​people. "The second year department, the last game, Jiulan Qingyuan vs. Nanyaoyan." The referee, who seemed to be in his 40s, reported with a little bit of spiritual power. After a short moment, there was an even more deafening scream , Come on, "Senior Jiulan is the best!" "Senior Nanyao, come on!"

"Cut," sitting in the auditorium, a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old rubbed his ears that were almost numb from the screams, his handsome face was full of disdain and a hint of jealousy, "Hey , You seem to be disdainful?" A girl next to her turned her head and said with an angry face, obviously noticing what the boy said just now. "Isn't it just more handsome?" The boy replied without confidence. "What?" The girl's eyes widened in disbelief, "Senior Jiulan and Senior Nanyao are not a little handsome, not only handsome, but also have a good personality and strength." After finishing speaking, she glanced at the boy contemptuously , "You can try if you have the ability?" The boy was about to say something, but the girl waved her hand impatiently and focused on the arena.

"Student Jiulan, please give me more advice." The long ink-colored hair was erected, revealing handsome facial features. Nan Yaoyan's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and there was a trace of haze and intolerance in the deepest part. This time, he had to let Jiulan Qingyuan is either dead or disabled, otherwise, a trace of hatred flashed in his lowered eyes, that man would not let his mother go.

"Nanyao, let's start." On the other end, the facial features of Qingyu are somewhat similar, but the fighting spirit on Jiulan Qingyuan, who is more heroic, makes his whole life seem to be burning like a raging fire, and finally match, and After this competition is over, he can go home.Thinking of that home, a trace of warmth flashed across his face, but he didn't know if his sister woke up.

"Jiulan, since you want to fight with all your strength, why don't you sign a life-and-death contract?" Nan Yaoyan thought for a long time and said.This time Jiulan Qingyuan will die, but he can't allow a trace of instability to reappear.The Jiulan family after Jiulan Qingyuan, presumably will leave blood even under the combined attack of the North and the South.One day, if they make a comeback, he who killed or seriously injured Jiulan Qingyuan today will be pushed to the cusp of the storm, and his mother will be in danger without his protection.So, I'm sorry, Jiulan Qingyuan.Suppressing the last trace of unbearable in my heart, I raised my eyes again, and there was a deep feeling.

"College competition, click as far as you can." Qing Yuan shook his head, today's Nan Yaoyan is too strange.Besides, he still had to rush home, so he had no time to keep fighting with him.

"Why, don't you dare?" Nan Yaoyan chuckled, trying to look like he didn't care.God knows how anxious he was.

"Let's start." Qing Yuan shook his head, drew out his long sword and assumed an attacking posture.Nan Yaoyan's heart sank, but there was nothing he could do.Almost at the same time, the shadows of the swords in their hands fluttered, and streaks of white sword energy scattered in all directions as they danced.Under the halo of the sword shadow, there are two figures flying up and down fighting.

The speed was so fast that the students with weaker skills around them could almost only capture the traces of the shadows left by the two of them.

After a few rounds, Jiulan Qingyuan felt a little doubtful. Although Nan Yaoyan's cultivation base was high, he was at most evenly matched with him, but today, his cultivation base has improved by several levels compared to before. Shen, Nan Yaoyan's moves were fierce, and every move wanted to put him to death.With this distraction, Jiulan Qingyuan's arm was in pain, and a cut was cut open, and blood spurted out.

"I'm sorry." Nan Yaoyan said in a low voice. He used the secret method to temporarily improve his skills, but there was a time limit. He had to make a quick decision.

Using the speed to the extreme, the long sword in Nan Yaoyan's hand pierced Jiulan Qingyuan's body fiercely again, "Nan Yaoyan, click as far as you can!" The elders in the audience shouted loudly, almost rushing to the stage.

"Teacher, don't come up, this is a competition between me and him." Jiulan Qingyuan covered the wound, clenched her teeth, her eyes were firm.

"Qingyuan, you," the elder he called the teacher shook his head, just staring at Nan Yaoyan closely, as if Jiulan Qingyuan would rush up and kill Nan Yaoyan as soon as he fell down. "I said the third elder, there must be accidental injuries in martial arts competitions, why are you so excited." Another elder walked up slowly, it was Nan Yaoyan's teacher. "Hmph," the third elder ignored him, and just snorted heavily from his nose.Accidental injury, it is clear that all moves are directed at the vital point.

Another round, Jiulan Qingyuan's white clothes almost became a bloody one, but the pride of the Jiulan clan supported him from the bottom of his heart, preventing him from falling down.And Nan Yaoyan was also injured a bit, but compared to Jiulan Qingyuan, it was much better.

“ 전;해;주;고; 싶;어; 슬;픈; 시;간;이; 다; 흩;어;진; 후;에;야; 들;리;지;만;,想要表达 悲伤的时刻 虽然都散去后只听得见。”突兀的歌声,恍若天籁,从比武场的天空上,远远的传来。玖兰轻渊身体一震,抬头向天空望去。好像姐姐的声音啊。南遥炎看准玖兰轻渊的失神,拔起长剑,准备给他致命一击。他却突然发现他的身体不能动了,好像被什么定住了一样。

"눈;; 을;; 감;; 고;; 느;; 껴;; 봐;; 움;; 직;; 이; ;; 내;; 눈;; 빛;; 을;;, close your eyes and feel the moving heart cast on you and me.” The next second, along with the singing, everyone found that Jiulan Qingyuan on the stage was being shot by a The girl with long pink-purple hair embraced her, and her singing voice turned into streaks of white light, flying into Jiulan Qingyuan's body, repairing his injured body bit by bit.With a wave of the girl's plain hand, vines grew out of thin air on the contest platform, intertwined and intertwined, and turned into a rattan chair. Jiulan whispered and looked at the scarred Qingyuan, and finally became angry.Suppressing the anger in his heart, he softly helped him onto the rattan chair, "Sit here and watch my sister get it back for you little by little." Jiulan Qingyuan didn't know what to say anymore , nodded dully, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Turning around, the exquisite and beautiful facial features made everyone breathe tight. It turns out that people in the world can still be so beautiful and so suffocating.

"If you hurt my brother, you must know the price you have to pay!" The sweet and soft voice didn't have the slightest lethality.But no one doubted what the girl said.

“특;별;한; 기;적;을; 기;다;리;지;마; 눈;앞;에;선; 우;리;의; 거;친; 길;은;,虽然在等待特别的奇迹 摆在眼前的我们经历的路”优美的旋律,空灵的歌声,令人沉醉,仿佛从天上而来,带着净化灵魂的魔力,缓缓在天地间响起。

Nan Yaoyan looked at the chaotic arena, and it became quiet, so there were faint smiles on people's faces, frowning, every cell in the body was clamoring for bone-chilling pain, the singing was clearly just Facing him alone.

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The song is into the new world, very nice~

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