Countryside Rhapsody

Mo Wuying lowered her eyelids slightly, because Qin Boran smiled because of Qin Boran's answer, and there were two unusual dimples faintly showing on her face, and the eyes looking at Qin Boran were surprisingly doting.

The way Mo Wuying looked at Qin Boran was like a loving elder looking at his junior.

"It seems that you are more willing to trust your sister than your own teacher."

Qin Boran didn't explain, but said calmly: "I can only trust her."

Mo Wuying was not surprised by Qin Boran's answer. Looking at the Nine-breathing Zong He Min and the proud landlord Xie Fangchen on the round platform, there was an incomprehensible light in his eyes, and he said to Qin Boran after a while: " Hope she heard your voice."

"Even if I didn't hear it, I still believe she can win."

"Even if her opponent is your master, the sword god Bai Guihe?"

"Nine-breathing sect never bullies people." Qin Boran looked at the white gauze blowing on the opposite side, which was where the nine-breathing sect was located. The sudden appearance of He Min exposed their box: "Master will not show up easily."

"Really?" There was still a smile on Mo Wuying's face, and it was a little more mysterious: "Xie Fangchen has already angered him, there is no guarantee that he will not teach Xie Fangchen some lessons."

"The self-satisfied landlord will not choose to fight head-to-head." Qin Boran puffed up his chest: "I believe that she is better at using her own wisdom than fighting in martial arts."

"That's right, otherwise you wouldn't have come to this point, almost becoming Duo Lingjun's puppet in this world." Helian Yingdou lowered his eyes and looked at Qin Boran: "I've heard about the Three Treasures of the Ghost King before." , when the three treasures unite, it is the time when the ghost king appears."

"Does Your Highness want to say that my death is approaching?" Qin Boran seemed very calm, having accepted his fate.

"You're so boring." Mo Wuying shook his head: "Yes, you are dead, you don't care about those things at all, but once the ghost king appears, all your efforts will be in vain."

"I believe in King Fengtian, and I also believe in the Third Highness." Qin Boran raised the corners of his lips, but no one could see his smile: "I still believe in my sister, one of you three will stop this something happened."

"Are you so confident?" Mo Wuying raised her brows with suspicion in her tone.

"Yes." Qin Boran looked at the proud landlord on the round platform: "I trust the three of you."

"What do you believe in us?" Mo Wuying crossed his arms: "I don't think I have a quality that can be trusted."

"Because you are King Fengtian." Qin Boran looked at him: "That's why I trust you."

"Serving the King of Heaven?" Mo Wuying's tone was full of sarcasm: "Serving the Heaven and ruining your reputation, and being reviled forever?"

"Do you care?" Qin Boran looked at him: "If you cared, you wouldn't be King Fengtian."

Qin Boran's words caused Mo Wuying to fall into short-term thinking, and it took him a long time to say to Qin Boran: "I'm starting to regret it."

"King Fengtian really likes to joke." Qin Boran knew that Mo Wuying's words just now were not sincere, so he replied without turning his head. Looking at the gently shaking white gauze on the opposite side, Qin Boran understood that the Nine Breath Sect had already done it. decided.

The proud host is holding a sword in one hand and the other behind his back. The exquisitely crafted gold mask on his face refracts the sunlight dazzlingly. His white clothes are like snow, and the wind blows gently, fluttering like a fairy.

After the disciples sent by the Nine Breath Sect appeared on the round platform, all the gauze curtains were instantly blown up and hung on the window frames, revealing everyone's faces. Obviously this was the intention of the Evil Ghost Sect. Some people are dissatisfied, and they can only endure it.

"For a martial arts competition, naturally you have to see clearly to judge the winner or loser. Please forgive me." The host of the Evil Ghost Sect said calmly, and then walked onto the round platform and asked the disciples of the Nine Breath Sect and the proud host: "What do you think?" How to compare."

"Miss Xie is only one person, and the Nine Breath Sect has already taken advantage of it. The method of the competition is decided by Miss Xie, right?" Lan Ke'er walked up to He Min, returned the greeting to the host, and conveyed what Zhao Ziyun had just told her. matter.

As the number one sect in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Jiuxizong naturally has to show the bearing of the number one sect.

"Thank you, Elder Zhao." The landlord smiled proudly, his eyes under the mask curved like crescent moons: "I'd rather be respectful than obedient, two wins in three rounds, how about it?"

"I have no objection." Lan Ke'er looked at the proud host, and tried her best to calm herself down, not to be compared to the proud host's aura. She didn't want to lose to the proud host, and she didn't know why.

"How about the first game?"

"I'll do it." Lan Ke'er took a step forward and stood by the host's side: "What kind of competition is there, Miss Xie decides."

Seeing Lan Keer taking a step forward, the proprietor proudly didn't mock Lan Keer like he mocked He Min before, but just let out a surprised exclamation, and then said: "My elder brother is in the stands, Xiangu must behave well."

The words spoken in the stands could be clearly heard by the audience in all directions, and there was a good-hearted laughter from the crowd, but Lan Keer on the round stage changed his face for a moment, and his body trembled slightly, only to recover after a while. He came over and said with a smile: "Lan Ke'er will naturally not let the master down."

Mo Wuying, who was standing beside Qin Boran, laughed out loud: "Your sister, you really don't have a big heart?"

"If she had a heart of comparison, she wouldn't embarrass me like this." Qin Boran's tone was filled with a bit of helplessness, and he should have known that the proud landlord is best at shaking people's hearts. A sum of money scares Lan Keer quite badly.

Looking at Lan Ke'er who was trying to stay calm, Qin Boran couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this girl has indeed grown a lot after experiencing the incident at the Fairy Spirit Wu Tower, and if things go on like this, she will become a great weapon.

Greenhouses can produce beautiful flowers, but the real beauty grows in the mountains.

Without going through wind and frost, there will be no real brilliance. Without polishing, jade is no different from rock.

Qin Boran could feel that Lan Ke'er was growing into a glamorous and beautiful jade.

"Miss Xie hasn't made a decision yet?" Lan Ke'er didn't want to be passive, and started to attack: "I heard that the Qin family of Lingchu also came to observe. I think Miss Xie doesn't want to let her family down."

"Don't worry, Xiangu, they don't care about winning or losing." The proud landlord didn't care at all, not as embarrassing as Lan Ke'er just said: "I believe they also hope that Xiangu can win, and teach me a good lesson for them."

Qin Boxi, who was standing next to Qin Moxiu, couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and whispered, "She really knows herself."

Because of Qin Boxi's words, all the disciples of Lingchu Qin's family laughed, and even Qin Moxiu raised the corners of their lips: "This is where she is smart."

Lan Ke'er was a little reconciled for not being able to live in the proud landlord, she hid it very well, and asked very kindly: "Miss Xie, do you have a plan?"

"Of course." At the same time as the host was speaking, he formed a mudra with one hand, and a gust of water vapor rushed to all directions. With a sway of the sword, it merged with the seal, and a strange creature appeared out of thin air in front of the host.

The creature was like a pink doll, with two small balls tied on its head, and wearing a little black robe. The silver thread on the black robe was like rolling waves. As soon as he came out, he felt the wetness of the scene became more obvious.

On the brow of the little doll, there is a water mark.

The sharp-eyed person immediately recognized the origin of the little doll, and exclaimed: "The essence of water!"

Seeing the Water Essence appearing in the world, whether it was Qin Boran, Mo Wuying, Jin Buhuan or Duo Lingjun, all of them showed serious expressions. The last piece of Water Essence was born at the last auction of Zhenbao Pavilion.

It’s just that the water essence at that time was still like a stone. Qin Boran still remembered what happened at that auction, and everyone who participated in the auction still remembered the appearance of that piece of water essence.

Jin Buhuan frowned. He had personally seen all the items in the Zhenbao Pavilion auction. It would take at least 100 years for the essence of water to accumulate. What is the origin of the proud owner, who can make the essence of water accumulate in advance? ?

After the water spirit was summoned, it looked at the proud host with wide eyes, obviously waiting for the command from the proud host, and everyone felt a little regretful, this water spirit had obviously recognized its owner.

Thinking about the entire Qin family standing behind the proud landlord, most of the shameful thoughts were immediately reduced, but they didn't know that the people of the Qin family were even more surprised than them when they saw the water essence appearing in this world.

The proud landlord took two steps forward, patted the head of the water spirit floating in the air, and said to him: "This is your first time fighting. If you want to defeat him, you must constantly temper yourself."

After the water essence turned around, the proud landlord said again: "Your opponent is a monk with water spirit roots. If you can't even defeat her, let alone that person, go."

Looking at Lan Ke'er, the water spirit's eyes burned with a strong fighting spirit, staring at Lan Ke'er and refused to relax at all.

The proud landlord smiled: "The essence of water will play for me, I have to think about what to do in the second game."

"Okay." The host didn't talk nonsense, and beat the gongs and drums to announce the start of the game: "Jiuxi Zonglan Ke'er, against the spirit of water."

As soon as the voice fell, the big drum under his feet changed immediately, turning into the shape of a ring, and the proud owner retreated outside the ring, standing on the flower drum outside the ring to watch the battle, only Lan Keer and Shui were left on the ring. The essence.

Facing the legendary spirit conceived by water, Lan Keer didn't dare to be careless, summoned her long sword, and rushed towards the spirit of water preemptively after saying "offend".

The essence of water was conceived by water, and it was covered with water all over its body. It easily escaped Lan Ke'er's first attack. He still didn't move, and was still observing.

Sitting cross-legged on the flower drum, the proud landlord didn't care about winning or losing on the field, and even ignored the battle on the field. He lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something important.

Qin Boran looked at the proud landlord who looked like he didn't care about winning or losing. He really had no idea, and he didn't want to be seen by Mo Wuying, so he could only pretend to be calm. Xiaoyue was beside him, cuddling him tightly, with a pair of The big eyes watched the battle situation on the ring intently.

Xiaoyue wasn't the only one who couldn't take their eyes off it. Everyone was staring at it. The spirit of water is really eye-catching, and the five elements spirit hasn't appeared for many years.

It's a pity that the water spirit's performance was not satisfactory. He was able to dodge Lan Ke'er's tentative attack, but he couldn't dodge Lan Ke'er's full onslaught, as well as the more or less battle experience accumulated in the past days .

What's worse, maybe because of the lack of power in this world just now, the attack of the water spirit is like a water fight. Although the attack power of the water polo is not weak, it is still not enough in front of Lan Ke'er.

The power of the elongated water sleeve is completely inconsistent with the legend. According to the legend, the water sleeve shot by the water spirit has the power of a tsunami. Now let alone a tsunami, it has not even reached the level of a storm.

The Water Spirit, who was still unable to take down Lan Ke'er, gradually became anxious, and his attacks began to become chaotic. He had obviously given up thinking about how to deal with the enemy in front of him. His random beating gave Lan Ke'er a chance, Zhuo timing, Lan Ke'er A one-hit kill, knocking the Water Spirit out of the range of the arena.

The angry water spirit wanted to go back to continue the fight, but was held back by the proud landlord: "Okay, you have already lost. It seems that you will not be able to defeat him in a short time."

Hearing the proud landlord's words, Shui Zhijing turned his head and glared at the proud landlord angrily. Big tears rolled out of his eyes. The monk was delighted to see it.

"The most taboo thing in fighting is impetuosity. Besides, you didn't have the spirit of water in your performance just now. I didn't expect you to learn to be compassionate and cherish jade just after you were born." The proud landlord pretended to sigh: "I know Xiangu is very beautiful, But Xiangu already has someone in her heart, what did you throw just now? Drops of water? What did you drop, drizzle? You deserve to be ridiculed, so go back and reflect on it."

The more the proud landlord talked, the more wronged the water essence became, and finally he could hardly lift his head. After the proud landlord let him go, he almost ran away and disappeared before everyone's eyes, and the dampness in the air disappeared in an instant.

Even if he lost, the proud landlord remained calm, stood up, and smiled at Lan Keer: "Thank you Xiangu for your advice, I am convinced that I lost."

Although she won, Lan Ke'er was not happy, because the person she won was not the proud landlord, but a small water spirit, who seemed to be bullying the small with the big.

Only when you have won against someone who is equal or stronger than you can make you happy. What kind of skill is bullying the weak?

Lan Ke'er could hardly laugh, but she couldn't get angry either, her smile was weak, and she replied to the proud landlord: "Miss Xie, admit it."

"Xiangu doesn't need to have any psychological burden. The battle situation I choose, I will naturally be responsible for winning or losing."

Hearing what the proud landlord said, Lan Ke'er's body trembled slightly, her self-righteous disguise was nothing in the eyes of the proud landlord, it was not much better than being stripped naked.

Lan Ke'er didn't listen to the host's announcement of victory, she almost ran away.

Looking at Lan Keer's appearance, Zhao Ziyun frowned, obviously winning, but compared with the proud landlord, Lan Keer looked more like a loser.

"It's the second game, what does Miss Xie want to compare?"

"I heard that the Nine-breath Sect's Nine-breath Birth and Destruction Formation is invincible in the world. I wonder if I can appreciate it today?" The proud host who lost a round did not show any disappointment, and the expression of everyone present changed when he asked for it. .

This time it was Zhao Ziyun from the stands who spoke: "Miss, please think twice."

"Elder Zhao, don't worry, I've thought about it thirty times, and I still want to see the Nine-breathing Formation."

"Since the Nine Breath Sect agrees to let the girl decide, let the girl decide." After finishing speaking, he ordered: "He Min, Lan Ke'er, Xu Leng, Xu Yan, Qin Boxi... nine of you go on stage."

When Qin Moxiu left, Qin Moxiu patted him on the shoulder: "Don't show mercy."

"Yes."

Qin Shulan and the others also encouraged him in a low voice, Qin Boxi unconsciously looked in Qin Boran's direction, saw Qin Boran nod slightly, and then followed his senior brothers and sisters to the ring with peace of mind.

After all the members of the Nine Breath Sect were ready, the host proudly said, "I have one more condition."

"Thank you, miss."

"The nine-breathing life-and-death array is too boring." No one thought that the proud host who lost a game would be able to continue to increase the difficulty of the challenge with such brazen words: "I am lucky to see colorful neon clothes and neon clothes and feather clothes today. Lord Ling has also improved the colorful formation, if possible, I would also like to see the power of the formation."

The host couldn't be the master, so he quickly looked in Duo Lingjun's direction.

Duo Lingjun and Deyi Louzhu looked at each other for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Yes."

"Thank you."

The nine disciples of the Nine Breath Sect and the twelve female disciples of the Evil Ghost Sect, the proud landlord had to deal with one person, and no one thought she could win.

What's more, the Nine-breathing Formation of Birth and Death is well-known, and the performance just now proved that the colorful neon clothes and the neon clothes and feather clothes are not vulgar, and the twelve oirans of the evil ghost Zong Xiaoxiang Yunyu cooperated seamlessly.

Everyone couldn't figure it out, where did the proud host get his confidence?

Mo Wuying turned to look at Qin Boran: "You are in danger."

Qin Boran's expression remained unchanged: "I believe her."

"The touching brother-sister relationship can't change the fact of defeat."

"Two victories in three rounds, this round has not yet started." Qin Boran always insisted on his point of view: "Although the landlord is proud, he is never arrogant."

"Yeah?" Mo Wuying chuckled lightly: "It reminds Gu of an old friend."

The author has something to say:

I almost cut it in half, but fortunately I didn't give up_(:зゝ∠)_

Playboy and Xianggongzi have become my spiritual pillars, I guess I won’t grow up in this life_(:зゝ∠)_