Meng 49 sword

Meng Qiqi is still wearing the fence today, the wind is strong on the lake, and the breeze invites the mist on the lake, making the white gauze sway, making her feel like a fairy.And because Jiange's sky-blue gauze was so recognizable, even though Meng Qiqi covered his face with a white gauze, monks coming and going could recognize him at a glance.

Looking at the sword at his waist again, he said in his heart: It really is Meng Xiu.

In the pagoda, there is no wind, and no one can clearly see the face behind the white gauze.Meng Qiqi went all the way up to the seventh floor, where Tang Li had been waiting for a long time.

"Junior brother, here." Tang Li pulled Meng Qiqi to sit beside him, and before Meng Qiqi had a sip of tea, he couldn't wait to ask: "What's the matter with Xiao Yu'er's eyes?"

"Natural. Did you see his eyes?" Meng Qiqi was surprised.

Tang Li nodded hastily, feeling embarrassed to tell him that he fainted on the spot, so he asked vaguely, "Didn't Xiao Yuer tell you?"

Meng Qiqi raised her eyebrows, not saying anything meant denial.Tang Li was very grateful, and then asked again: "What do you mean by being born with it? Those eyes are not ordinary."

"This is not a place to talk. I will discuss this matter with senior brother after the competition is over." Meng Qiqi caught a glimpse of Yu Yao, another elder of Beidoumen, sitting on the other side with unkind eyes.Jin Man also showed up. It seems that the Wang family didn't do anything to him, but detained him for one night. As for the specific situation, we need to talk with him carefully before we can know.

At this time Tang Li asked suspiciously: "Little brother, don't you want to pick the fence?"

"Wait a little longer." Meng Qiqi took a quick look. The reason why he wore a fence was very simple, it was because of the Chen family.But they haven't arrived yet.

The arrangement of seats here is very interesting. Several nanmu chairs are lined up along the railing and circle the tower.The four seats in the middle are empty, which should be the seats of the Chen and Wang families. On the left and right are Gushan Jiange, Tianmu Mountain, then Beidoumen and Ruizhu Palace, and the last ones are Wuhou Mansion and Nandao Zhuke.

As for the seniors of other sects and some famous casual cultivators, they were all arranged to watch the battle on the sixth floor.All positions have been carefully arranged, strictly in accordance with the status of each sect and faction in the fairy gate.

Wang Changlin was probably afraid that the Great Elder couldn't help but attack Meng Qiqi, so he purposely arranged Tianmu Mountain next to his house, and arranged Gushan Jiange with the Chen family.

Meng Qiqi looked at the temporarily vacant seat, thoughtful.Suddenly, he felt a trace of gaze falling on him, gentle and non-hostile.When he looked up, he saw the coir hat man on Tianmu Mountain looking at him, his old face full of peace left by time.

"Meng Xiu has met senior." Meng Qiqi raised her white gauze and got up to greet her.

Weng Xiaoli nodded kindly, but didn't say anything.Meng Qiqi couldn't figure out what was going on in the heart of this old man who had nothing to do with the world, so he had no choice but to respond in silence.

At this time, members of Chen Wang's family arrived.

Everyone stood up to greet her, Meng Qiqi put down the white gauze calmly, and stood aside to look at it in a low-key manner.The first person is Wang Changlin, Wang Jing is the last, and the two in the middle must be the guests of the Chen family.

I don't know if Meng Qiqi's luck is too good or too bad, but there happens to be a familiar face in the two Chen family members.Meng Qiqi had inquired about Zhou Ziheng, this person is Chen Boyan's third uncle - Chen Wujiu.

Back then when the Chen family came to take Chen Boyan away, Chen Wujiu was also there, this person looked kind, but in fact he was cruel.If it wasn't for Chen Boyan's mother to stop him, Meng Qiqi might have died in his hands.

Enemies meet each other, and Meng Qiqi's heart cannot be calmed down.Hatred gushed out from the bottom of his heart, like a dark ghost in the underworld, constantly gnawing at his heart.

How much I hate it, Meng Qiqi has never forgotten that deep-rooted hatred for so many years, and even hid it in the bottom of her heart, watching it over and over again.

In Chen Wujiu's eyes, he might just be a mad dog who can be killed at will, pitifully weak, that kind of contempt and trampling from above has become an indelible mark in Meng Qiqi's heart.

How could he forget, he could never forget.

Suddenly, there was a hint of warmth from his gradually chilling arms, Meng Qiqi recovered from the past, and met Tang Li's worried eyes.Tang Li patted Meng Qiqi's arm lightly, "Are you all right?"

Except for Zhou Ziheng and the late old Pavilion Master, the rest of Jiange didn't know much about Meng Qiqi's past, but this didn't prevent them from treating Meng Qiqi as a brother.

Tang Li's concern gradually warmed Meng Qiqi's heart, adjusted his mentality, and quickly regained his composure.But what he didn't expect was that when Wang Changlin, Chen Wujiu and others came to say hello, Meng Qiqi deliberately lifted up the white gauze, but Chen Wujiu didn't seem to recognize him anymore, and his expression didn't change a bit.

After being stunned for a moment, Meng Qiqi finally came to his senses - after several years, Chen Wujiu might have forgotten him as a little person who is not necessary.

That's right, when Chen Wujiu saw him back then, he was covered in bruises all over his body, and his face was stained with blood, even if Chen Wujiu still remembered him, he couldn't recognize him for a while.

Meng Qiqi smiled self-deprecatingly, stood behind Tang Li in a low-key manner and didn't say much.Soon, everyone was seated. This time, Wang Changlin did not give a long speech, and the competition just kicked off.

The competition on the first day was about fighting weapons.

Five petals and five terraces are competing at the same time.The names of all participating monks have been registered, and before the start of each competition, the stewards arranged by the Wang family will hang signs with names on the notice boards of each balcony.

In the first round, the big waves washed the sand.

Because there are 300 monks participating in the big competition, even if the five terraces start at the same time, the duration of this round will still be very long.Of course, in order to ensure the fairness and justice of the big competition, some monks who are not good enough in their natural weapons but have excellent strength will not be eliminated on the first day.

But everything remains the same, no matter what day the competition is, striving for the top is the most important thing.

"In the first match, Du Guang vs. Chen Boyan, Jiange of the Gushan Mountain!" The voice of the steward dressed in fine clothes was like a bell, drawing everyone's attention to the field.Everyone obviously didn't expect that Chen Boyan was the first to appear on the stage. Isn't this a good start for Jiange?

Tu Youqiong was very happy, "Brother, go quickly, I am optimistic about you!"

After the words fell, Song Ru shook her head helplessly, this little junior brother really hoped that the senior brother would take care of him.It doesn't matter if you are poor but you are still fooling around. Today, you will compete with the brothers from other sects. The senior brothers will not beat him.

Say you are poor and stupid, but he is actually not stupid.In Dai Xiaoshan's words, the poor junior is just as wise as a fool.

But Tu Youqiong soon discovered that there was actually someone on the opposite side cheering for the elder brother, and the voice was louder than him.Listen, what are you shouting, "Brother, come on! Big brother, look at me, I'm here!"

At first, Tu Youqiong thought that he was cheering for the elder brother's opponent, but when he wanted to compare his voice with the opponent, he suddenly found that he looked a bit like the elder brother.

No, not the usual image.

"Senior sister, senior sister! Do you think that person looks like a senior brother?" Tu Youqiong hurriedly asked Song Ru for confirmation.

Song Ru also saw the other party. It was a young man who was about the same age as Tu Youqiong, with two thin braids hanging down from his temples, and his appearance was seven points like Chen Boyan's.

Dai Xiaoshan also leaned over and analyzed: "I seem to have heard from senior brother that he has a younger brother..."

During the discussion between several people, Chen Boyan had already finished the competition, there was no suspense in winning, and the whole process was without disturbance, so that the monks watching the battle looked at each other, not knowing whether to applaud or not.

Turn around and look at the competition on the terrace next door—they just started!

For a moment, everyone looked at Chen Boyan with a little more caution and envy. This talent is really terrifying.

Tu Youqiong was still lingering in the mist, "Ah, the competition is over? Why didn't I see it!"

Xiao Yu'er immediately explained kindly: "It's really over. Eldest senior brother stood up, sacrificed the sword, and swished twice, we won!"

The monks around all looked sideways, arrogant, so arrogant!

Xiao Yuer was wronged, he was just stating the facts, and at the same time, a blue figure rushed towards Chen Boyan, "Brother!"

Chen Boyan glanced at him indifferently, then raised his hand unhurriedly when he was close to him, pressed his face, and kept him out of his arms.

The young man thumped "uh huh", hugged Chen Boyan's arm and pulled his hand off, glaring at him angrily, "Brother, how could you treat me like this?"

Chen Boyan really couldn't stand this overly enthusiastic younger brother, so he ignored his accusation and turned around to introduce to his juniors and sisters: "This is Chen Boxi, my sister-in-law."

"Hi, you guys." Chen Boxi grinned a big smile, which immediately made people feel that the sun was a little brighter.

This is not the same as the big brother.

Tu Youqiong looked at him curiously, and he also looked at Tu Youqiong curiously. The two teenagers with similar ages and personalities stared at each other with big eyes, making people laugh.

Soon, there were two more rounds of competition on the field.

Chen Boxi kept pestering Chen Boyan to talk, so intimate that he couldn't get in a word, so he felt a little bit of a taste in his heart.But when he thought that he was the eldest brother's younger brother, he felt that he was wrong.

Hey, he really is no longer the most favored one on the lonely mountain, the rest of his life is worrying.

Suddenly, Tu Youqiong felt someone pat him, and he raised his head, "What's wrong?"

Everyone looked sideways, Dai Xiaoshan, one head and two big, grabbed his shoulders and shook his head vigorously, "You poor little brother, are you still asleep, it's time for you to play!"

"Ah?" Tu Youqiong hurriedly looked towards the center of the terrace, where his opponent was already waiting for him, and this person looked familiar.

Oh my god, isn't this the one who beat him on Jinling City Street the day before yesterday?What a coincidence that he ran into him again!

Is there really such a coincidence?Chen Boyan on the balcony and Meng Qiqi who was watching the battle from a high place couldn't help staring, and some guesses arose in their hearts.

However, whether this conjecture is true remains to be verified.