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On the eighth day of the fifth lunar month, the Zhuxian battle started.

The originally clear sky darkened in an instant, and the dense dark clouds covered the sky like a veil. Occasionally, golden light shone through the clouds to the ground, revealing a strange feeling around.

On the Juxiantai martial arts arena, the disciples of all sects were ready to go, just waiting for the Zhuxian battle to start.

"The Battle of Jade Immortals is about to begin, are you all ready?" The boy in white that I met a few days ago reappeared.

"Ready!" Everyone replied in unison, vowing.

The little boy nodded and said: "Since that's the case, the Battle of Jade Immortals begins now! The sects that have not declared war are invited to declare war."

The good sects that have declared war all stepped onto the ring to fight for the honor.But it didn't take long before everyone fell down, and blood was spilled on the stage, writing a history of fiasco.

Feng Jiuge looked away from the stage. He was never a kind person, and many people died at his hands. It's just that he was tired of using force to solve problems, but besides force, what else could he do? ?Everything is just for the sake of living. He massacres the soldiers of Nishizawa in order to let the people of northern Xinjiang live in peace. These sects fight each other for the purpose of living. Only by standing at the pinnacle of power can we talk about some morals and be better. live on.

Five days later, all the sects that declared war had competed. Compared with the confidence they had when they came here, their hopes had been shattered now. The number of dead bodies piled up by the Luoshui River increased day by day, and a dead atmosphere filled everyone around.

"The sects that have not yet declared war are Qinchuan Gu, Jiangzhou Xu, and Dongting Lin. Please declare war as soon as possible." Xiaotong looked at the list on the list and reminded.

Lin Yu was about to stand up but was stopped by Lin Hengzhi. He looked up at Lin Hengzhi, but was interrupted by him when he was about to speak.

"Uncle, leave it to me and Junior Brother." Lin Hengzhi said, turning his head and giving Yun Qingchen a look, Yun Qingchen nodded, turned over, and jumped onto the stage, followed by Lin Hengzhi.

Yun Qingchen pulled out the saber at his waist, a golden light flashed, the light was gorgeous and dazzling, the sword tip pointed in Rong Chun's direction, and said: "Jiangzhou Xu."

Rong Chun and Xu Wenlin looked at each other and smiled, "Junior Brother, it's finally our turn." After speaking, he tiptoed and flew towards the stage.

"Young Master Yuebai, I am not impolite." Rong Chun stretched out his palm in the air, and after a while, a long sword appeared in his hand, waiting for the sound of the war drum.

But at this time, Yun Qingchen remained unmoved.

"Master Yuebai?" Rong Chun called out.

Yun Qingchen glanced at Gu Jinzhi who was standing under the stage eating happily, and said flatly: "Qinchuan Gu."

"Cough cough cough" Gu Jinzhi was eating grapes, when he heard Yun Qingchen's words, he became anxious, the grapes got stuck in his throat and he couldn't swallow them no matter what.

Seeing this, Feng Jiuge immediately ran over from his position, and said, "I'll do it, I'm the best at this." After speaking, she slapped Gu Jinzhi on the back hard, and slapped him directly onto the stage up.

Gu Jinzhi finally spit out the grape stuck in his throat, but Feng Jiuge's slap almost slapped his internal organs out, he staggered up, raised his feet and wanted to fly off the stage, only to feel his collar As soon as he tightened his grip, he turned his head and saw Lin Hengzhi grabbing his collar, shouting, "Let go of me, my lord!"

"Boom, boom, boom!" The war drum sounded.

Lin Hengzhi let go of his hand, looked at Gu Jinzhi, smiled slightly, and said: "The drums of war are already sounding, think about it, unless you admit defeat."

Gu Jinzhi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, with two clusters of flames jumping in his eyes, pointing at Feng Jiuge in the audience, he said: "He is the one who photographed me!"

"Then I don't care, anyway, you are on stage." Lin Hengzhi said.

Gu Jinzhi was so angry that he vomited blood, but there was nothing he could do now, the drums of war were already sounding, if he wanted to step down, he could only admit defeat, let him admit defeat?This is impossible, so he drew his sword and pointed at Lin Hengzhi, and said arrogantly: "I don't have eyes for Lu Chen, but it's an honor for you to be injured by him."

"Little boy, it's all started, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Chu Mo shouted at Gu Jinzhi from the audience.

Gu Jinzhi stared at Chu Mo, twitched a formula in his mouth, and then raised his sword to stab Lin Hengzhi.

The five people fought on the stage, their clothes fluttered, the sound of sharp weapons colliding, and shouts from the audience.

"Yuebai, finish it quickly, I'm hungry."

"Lin Hengzhi, stop teasing that kid, he looks stupid, he doesn't know if you tease him, it's a waste of time."

Everyone: "..." It was a good game, why did it feel sour.

"I lost." Gu Jinzhi half-kneeled on the ground, holding a sword in his right hand to the ground, the clothes on his body were scratched, and there was a bloodstain on his face. After speaking, he got up and walked down the stage, his waist straightened , supporting his remaining pride.

"Qinchuan Gu's admit defeat." The little boy said, turning around and pulling out the flag symbolizing Gu's behind him.

"Junior Brother, I'll leave the rest to you." Lin Hengzhi withdrew his sword and walked down the stage.

"En." Yun Qingchen nodded.

Yun Qingchen glanced at Feng Jiuge who was about to fall asleep under the stage from the corner of his eye, gathered his strength a little, and concentrated his strength on the tip of the sword, and several swords appeared in the air in an instant, stabbing towards Rong Chun and Xu Wenlin in unison.

"Boom!" Rong Chunfei slammed into a pillar beside him, and fell hard to the ground.

Xu Wenlin flew straight towards Lin Yanqing, out of instinct, Lin Yanqing caught Xu Wenlin.

"Thank you." Xu Wenlin fainted after saying this.

Lin Yanqing looked at the person in his arms, and there was a tangled look between his brows. Should he throw this person on the ground, but this person was injured, and it seemed that he was against the principles of a gentleman.So, he just hugged Xu Wenlin all the time, in a tangle.

"Only the Lin family of Dongting is left on the stage. If any sect refuses to accept, they can come forward and challenge." The little boy said.

The people in the audience whispered to each other and pointed at Yun Qingchen, but no one came to the stage.

"In that case, then the Dongting Lin family will be the number one in the Jade Immortal Battle." The boy solemnly announced, looking down.

The Battle of Zhuxian is over, the dark clouds in the sky finally dispersed, the sun hangs high, the flags flutter, everything is as it was before.

Rong Chun supported the pillar and stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, looked at Yun Qingchen, and said unwillingly: "Young Master Yuebai, let's fight again in 30 years!"

Yun Qingchen didn't even give him a look, and flew straight in the direction of Feng Jiuge.

Lin Yu patted Yun Qingchen on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Qingchen, you're doing well." Then he turned and looked in the direction of the Luoshui River, thinking: Brother, we won, you can rest in peace.

There is an unwritten rule in the Battle of Zhu Xian, that is, those who die in the battle can only be buried beside the Luoshui River, and no graves are allowed to be moved.Therefore, no matter what status and achievements were in life, they can only stay there after death.

Yun Qingchen looked at Feng Jiuge, who was leaning on the chair and fell asleep, and frowned slightly. Could it be that it was too late last night?Bending down to pick him up, he turned to Lin Yu and said, "Master, I'm going to rest first."

Lin Yu glanced at Feng Jiuge, and was about to reprimand him, but when he got to his lips, he turned around and waved his hand, "Go."

The crowd gradually dispersed, Rong Chun walked up to Lin Yu, cupped his hands, and said, "Senior Lin, I'm here to find my junior brother."

Lin Yu looked puzzled, and said: "It's really funny, why are you looking for my junior brother?"

Rong Chun pointed to the person in Lin Yanqing's arms.

Lin Yu turned her head and saw Lin Yanqing holding Xu Wenlin, standing there blankly, strode over, patted the back of Lin Yanqing's head forcefully, and said, "Why are you hugging a big man? Why don't you throw it away quickly? "

"Ah?" Lin Yanqing was stunned by Lin Yu's slap, and looked at Lin Yu staring at him when he came back to his senses. He was startled, and quickly let go of his hand, throwing Xu Wenlin away.

"Really, there is no one to make me worry. Why don't you go back?" Lin Yu said angrily.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Rong Chun immediately caught Xu Wenlin, and smiled slightly at Lin Yanqing, "Thank you, young master."

"No problem." Lin Yanqing replied weakly despite Lin Yu's pressure.

Yun Qingchen put Feng Jiuge on the soft couch, looked at his sleeping face tenderly, stretched out his hand to trace his eyebrows and eyes, and couldn't help the corners of his lips twitching.

"Yuebai" Feng Jiuge suddenly opened his eyes and called out.

"Well, are you awake?" Yun Qingchen said.

"Yuebai, hurry up, take off your clothes, hurry up and bridal chamber!" Feng Jiuge grabbed Yun Qingchen's belt and urged.

Yun Qingchen lowered his head and held Feng Jiuge's hand, and was about to speak, but heard a shallow grunt. Sure enough, Feng Jiuge fell asleep again, and couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. Dare love this guy sleepwalking just now.Because the belt was tightly held by Feng Jiuge, Yun Qingchen had no choice but to lie down and fell asleep holding Feng Jiuge.

Not long after, an exasperated shout came from outside, "Feng Jiuge, come out to me!"

Feng Jiuge opened his eyes in a daze, saw Yun Qingchen's handsome face in front of his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, then put his hand on his waist, closed his eyes and planned to go back to sleep, but the voice outside was endless, " Feng Jiuge, you bastard, come out to me quickly, or I will rush in."

Gu Jinzhi stretched his neck and shouted into the house, standing under the sun, his face was flushed, beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, and wet his temples.He had been standing for a stick of incense, calling for a long time, Feng Jiuge still hadn't come out, and lost in the Zhu Xian battle. Originally, his father asked him not to participate in the battle this time, so he came here at will, but was beaten by Feng Jiu. Ge slapped his palm on the stage, causing the family to lose face. His father would definitely skin him when he went back. Feng Jiuge was to blame for all this. So, before going home, he packed Feng Jiuge and went out. This bad breath.

"Feng Jiuge!" Gu Jinzhi shouted again.

Feng Jiuge poked his head out from under the quilt, and sighed helplessly, this man came here purposely to beat him at noon, should he fulfill him or not?Feng Jiuge didn't struggle for long, stood up cautiously, opened the door and walked out.

"Ancestor, you know it too." Seeing Feng Jiuge walk out, Gu Jinzhi was powerless.

Seeing his weak look, Feng Jiuge raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you want me?"

"Settling the score!" Gu Jinzhi raised his head slightly, pointed his sword point at Feng Jiuge, and said arrogantly.

Feng Jiuge spread his hands and said, "I don't owe you any money."

"That's not what I said!" Gu Jinzhi said angrily.

"Oh, what is that?" Feng Jiuge asked.

"Just..." Gu Jinzhi saw Feng Jiuge's mocking expression as soon as he uttered a word, and the words froze in an instant, damn it, play him again!He didn't talk too much nonsense, secretly focused, and the sword flew towards Feng Jiuge.

Feng Jiuge turned around and dodged, but unexpectedly, another sword appeared behind him. He dodged in embarrassment, and turned around to find that the air was covered with swords of different lengths, all stabbing in his direction. The silver light flashed by, and the flying sword disappeared. Feng Jiuge looked in the direction of the silver light, and saw Yun Qingchen standing on the steps not far away with a gloomy expression.

When Gu Jinzhi saw Yun Qingchen, he ran away, but as soon as he raised his legs, he froze and couldn't move at all, secretly groaning in his heart.

"Hahaha, Yuebai, it's a good thing you came quickly, otherwise I wouldn't have seen your handsome face." Feng Jiuge ran to Yun Qingchen's side, smiling flatteringly.

"Play slowly." Yun Qingchen dropped this sentence and turned into the room.

Feng Jiuge approached Gu Jinzhi slowly, with a bright smile on his face, he said, "Run, run if you have the ability, don't be cowardly."

"If you have the ability, let me go!" Gu Jinzhi roared.

Feng Jiuge chuckled, "Hey, I just don't have the ability."

Gu Jinzhi: "..."

Feng Jiuge folded his arms around his chest, looked up and down at Gu Jinzhi, shook his head from time to time, and said: "He is obviously a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, so it is simply vulgar to insist on wearing gold and silver like this, I have a nephew who is about the same age as you Son, he looks as handsome as me, but he is a little bit worse than me."

Gu Jinzhi rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Seeing this, Feng Jiuge patted the back of Gu Jinzhi's head hard, and said, "Stinky boy, what's your expression?"

"Scholars can be killed without humiliation! Feng Jiuge, you have the ability to kill me." Gu Jinzhi's eyes were red with anger.

"Okay." Feng Jiuge nodded, pulled the sword from Gu Jinzhi's waist, put it on Gu Jinzhi's neck, and teased, "It's not a loss if you die by your own sword."

Gu Jinzhi felt the cold air coming from his neck, his complexion suddenly turned pale, he closed his eyes slowly, his voice trembling slightly, "Come on."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, you can bask in the sun here by yourself." Feng Jiuge put the sword back into its sheath, patted Gu Jinzhi on the shoulder, turned and walked into the room.

Gu Jinzhi opened his eyes and looked at Feng Jiuge with mixed feelings in his heart, including joy, anger, and an indescribable feeling. At this moment, he seemed to be more pleasing to the eye when looking at Feng Jiuge.

As the sun was setting, Gu Jinzhi found himself able to move at last, his clothes were already soaked in sweat, his mouth was dry, looking at the closed door in front of him, his eyes were dim, and he walked towards his courtyard with his tired body.