I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

Li Xiu plucked the Kongtong Qin, and the sound was melodious, like the chant of a phoenix.

Every time he plucked the strings, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth fluctuated.

Behind him, the shadow of the Phoenix slowly solidified, with an unyielding fire flickering in the Phoenix's eyes, looking down on everything.

Mo Yao stood at the other end of the competition stage. His eyes were cold and he was controlling a purple human bone puppet in his hands.

This puppet is different from ordinary ones. Its purple human bones glow dimly under the sunlight.

Every joint was filled with the breath of death, and purple runes were wandering on the bones.

The richer purple weapons were controlled by Mo Yao within a certain range.

Li Xiu's piano playing became more passionate, and the sound waves of the Kongtong Qin were like sharp blades, striking directly at Mo Yao's mind and purple human bones.

Mo Yao was not in a hurry. His human bone puppet flexibly dodged the sonic attack under his control.

At the same time, purple runes condensed in the puppet's hands, and along with the sword in his hand, they formed purple beams of light that shot towards Li Xiu.

Li Xiu's piano music and Mo Yao's puppet movements are intertwined.

The light and shadow of the phoenix and the purple puppet reflected each other, and every confrontation made the audience hold their breath.

"Om-"

"Roar--"

Li Xiu's piano music became more and more rapid, and the phoenix shadow also began to make earth-shaking calls, as if to add power to Li Xiu's attack.

With the blessing of the purple light beam, Mo Yao's human bone puppet became more ferocious. Every attack was accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, like the whisper of the god of death.

Jiang Chu's nails dug into his palms, and Lu Shuyan's brows furrowed.

Feng Xiang sighed softly behind them, seeming to be surprised by Li Xiu's strength:

"I never thought that this Li Xiu would be so secretive."

Lu Shuyan remained silent and turned to look at Jiang Chu. Jiang Chu blinked his long curly eyelashes as if he was called, with confusion in his eyes.

"I don't know. I didn't even get to speak to him."

"Om-"

"Puff--" The phantom of the Phoenix attacked Mo Yao with the force of thunder, and Mo Yao was knocked off the stage under the powerful attack.

Jiang Chu stood up suddenly and rushed towards Mo Yao, his eyes full of worry.

Si Ling, who had originally closed his eyes to rest, now opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the anxious crimson figure, and there seemed to be a certain coldness in his eyes.

There was a coldness gathering in his eyes.

Xuan Hao was watching the fun from the side and laughed out loud:

"He ran so fast, if you know he was going to help his second brother, those who don't know would think he was trying to attract someone's attention."

Zhao Wushuang covered his face directly, feeling extremely tired.

Jiang Chu supported Mo Yao and asked nervously, "Second Brother, are you okay?"

He quickly sacrificed the sapling, and the golden and light green light intertwined and began to repair Mo Yao's wounds.

Mo Yao gradually regained some strength. He turned to look at Li Xiu, who was still elegant on the stage, and bowed sincerely, saying, "I lost."

The elder sighed and announced the result of the match: "Li Xiu from Yougu Yin Sect wins."

Jiang Chu helped Mo Yao back to his seat. The sapling in his hand was still emitting light. His eyes were always focused on Mo Yao, not paying any attention to Li Xiu.

Even though Li Xiu was standing on the stage and looking at him, Jiang Chu did not shift his gaze.

Si Ling's gaze followed Jiang Chu all the time, and when he noticed these subtle changes, the coldness in his eyes gradually melted away.

Xuan Hao wanted to say something else, but Zhao Wushuang cast a spell to silence him.

Xuan Hao turned around and glared at Zhao Wushuang, who pretended to be dead.

In the next match, Zhao Wushuang faced off against his senior brother Lu Shuyan.

After just a few moves, Zhao Wushuang was knocked off the stage, and Lu Shuyan won.

"Half-time break, and then a one-two-three-three match in the afternoon."

After the elder finished speaking, everyone looked at the only five people left on the sign.

Lu Shuyan, God of Money, Si Ling, Jiang Chu, Li Xiu.

No one expected that Jiang Chu could make it into the top five of the Disciple Competition.

Jiang Chu looked at his second senior brother who had recovered a little and said worriedly: "Senior brother, have a good rest."

Mo Yao looked at him deeply, nodded, turned around and grabbed Lu Shuyan's arm.

"Big Brother, please send me back to the cave." Lu Shuyan could see that Mo Yao was hesitant to speak.

He glanced at Jiang Chu and warned, "Don't act like a demon."

Jiang Chu waved his hand.

Lu Shuyan took Mo Yao towards Mo Yao's cave.

In Mo Yao's cave, Mo Yao and Lu Shuyan were sitting on the armchair.

One is a dazzling young man, the other is a calm old cadre, one is sitting with legs crossed, the other is leaning against a wooden bookshelf.

"During the time when I was down the mountain, what did Jiang Chu do to cause you and Lao San to treat him like this?"

Mo Yao knew that Jiang Chu had done a lot of wrong things, but because he had come down the mountain, he didn't know much.

When Jiang Chu first came to Longyin Immortal Palace.

Because he was the descendant of a heroic Jiang family member, several of his fellow brothers loved him very much.

Firstly, they felt sorry for his life experience, and secondly, Jiang Chu had such a pretty doll-like appearance that they thought she was a junior sister.

Apart from the occasional incident where Mo Yao would snatch things from him and make him cry, the eldest brother and the third brother really doted on him.

Even Jiang Chu's luxurious cave was decorated for him by their three senior brothers.

"Obviously you hurt Jiang Chu the most." Mo Yao thought that when he was a child, he would be crowded by Jiang Chu.

"Maybe I've accumulated enough disappointment." Lu Shuyan used his spiritual power to pick up a handful of white grass. The grass was lit, white smoke curled up, and there was enlightenment in his eyes.

Compared to the deliberate indifference and warning disappointment when he met Jiang Chu, the heartbroken expression at this moment was his true feeling.

He was stabbed with sharp swords and there was nowhere to escape.

"Didn't you hate Jiang Chu the most when you were a kid? Why are you looking for an opportunity to persuade me now that we're having a falling out?"

Seeing the emotions in Mo Yao's eyes, Lu Shuyan's eyes seemed to see through him.

"After these few days of interaction, I always feel that he has his own difficulties. If he is acting, then his psychological quality is really too strong."

"But... after all, I don't want you to be so sad. Anyway, I don't have that much emotional investment in Jiang Chu."

"Or rather, I don't hate him, nor do I like him. It's just that I have a little junior brother, and I have a little more responsibility. Maybe you spoiled me when I was a child, so when he took away your love for me, I naturally disliked him even more."

"Pfft... But when I think about it, I was so childish when I was little. Why would I compete with a little brat for affection?"

Lu Shuyan flicked the ashes of the burnt white grass and rolled his eyes at him: "Stop being so pretentious. You are already so old."

"Brother, have you really given up on him?" Mo Yao asked, looking into Lu Shuyan's eyes.

Lu Shuyan stood up and reached out to ruffle Mo Yao's black hair: "What do you think?"

Mo Yao didn't even fix his messed up hair and went up to him to put his arm around his shoulder:

"I knew you were just angry, otherwise you wouldn't have explained for him. Let's have a good talk with him after the Disciple Competition is over."

"I get angry when I mention the personal teaching competition. Forget it, just have a good rest." Lu Shuyan glanced at the smiling Mo Yao.

I can't even get angry.

Lu Shuyan broke free from Mo Yao and walked towards the door. Mo Yao suddenly spoke behind him.

"Brother, no matter what happens, I will always stand by you."

Lu Shuyan didn't turn around, but said calmly: "Remember to call me Senior Brother in front of others."

Mo Yao chuckled: "I prefer to call you brother."

Lu Shuyan didn't correct him anymore. He waved his hand, stepped on the wind beast and left.