I became my brother's cloud baby

Ren Yanxing has a special status, so it is naturally impossible to show his face together with him.

But he couldn't just leave people here.

Of course he won't leave Ren Yanxing here, he not only wants to take care of him, but also takes him away together.

There was still silence in the room.

Wuzhi looked down at Ren Yanxing: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

Ren Yanxing lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing him like this, Wu Zhi stretched out his hand and held his hand: "When these things are settled, I will live an ordinary life with you."

"We can go back to the Pear Blossom Forest."

"I still have a lot of seeds. If you don't think it's enough, we can go to the street to buy some."

Ren Yanxing finally raised his head to look at him.

He thought of endlessly clumsily making a wreath for him.

Think of endless lanterns for him.

Thinking of when he fell off the cliff before, Wu Zhi hugged him tightly, and was stabbed by an arrow in order to protect him.

Along the way, Wu Zhi has been by his side, protecting him, and making him happy.

The decision to forgive endlessly is indeed too cowardly, but why do people keep indulging in the past.

People always have to look forward.

Dwelling on the past will only make yourself more miserable.

Why not let yourself live happily.

Wu Zhi observed Ren Yanxing's expression, knowing that he was a little shaken, he reached for the clothes hanging beside him: "Put it on, and follow me."

The Zhangzhou Conference is well-known far and wide, and it is the place where the masters of the world will fight.

If you want to enter the finals, you have to go through layers of selection, select a group of elites from experts from various countries, and then face off in the final.

The order of the Zhangzhou General Assembly is strict. Due to the particularity of the assembly itself, there is an initial test to enter the assembly.

The first test was the same as an ordinary martial arts tournament, he didn't need to fight with his life, all he needed was to defeat his opponent.

Those who pass the initial test have the right to opt out of the conference.

Because after the initial test is the formal competition, in the formal competition, he won by taking someone's life.

Very cruel.

Therefore, it is called "ghost ring".

In the ghost arena, the survivor is the winner.

In this mysterious country, his monarch is not born by succession, but by the winner of the ghost arena.

That's why so many people squeezed their heads out to participate in the ghost arena, which cost people's lives.

Who doesn't like the throne.

Shen Han has been firmly at the top of the ghost arena for many years.

But Shen Han did not sit on the throne, but gave up the throne to another person.

Today's saint, Huaqing.

The outside world's evaluation of Huaqing is weak.

I don't know why Shen Han gave up this hot seat to Huaqing, and he sat there for several years.

The first trial of the Zhangzhou Conference was held on Yunfu Island in Zhangzhou.

It is rumored that this is a beautiful and mysterious island, in which many beautiful fairies live, and they welcome the birth of the next generation of monarchs here.

This is one of the reasons why so many people attended the Zhangzhou Conference.

Yunfu Island is located at the northern end of Zhangzhou, which is a mysterious sea area. On the way to Yunfu Island, there will be special people to welcome the contestants to enter Yunfu Island.

The sea area leading to Yunfu Island is wide and endless. Looking from a distance, a boat floats in from a distance. On the boat stands a young girl in white clothes. She holds a porcelain bottle in her hand and looks slightly blessed: "My lords! , welcome to Yunfu Island."

"Everyone, please get on board. Today's first test will start at noon."

The sons boarded the boat one by one, one of the sons looked around, and his eyes fell on a girl not far away.

This girl was wearing a white gauze, covering her original appearance, but it was not difficult to see her gorgeous face.

She was dressed in white clothes like that girl, but she was still a bit more stunning than that girl.

She was like a fairy sitting under a tree playing the piano, just standing there attracted everyone's attention.

The young master took a few more glances, and walked up to the girl: "The girl is also here to attend the Zhangzhou meeting?"

The woman in white paused for a moment, and was about to speak when a black figure completely covered him up.

The man in front of him was tall and straight. He was wearing a black suit with golden patterns embroidered on it. He raised his head slightly, with his ponytail swaying slightly: "He came with me."

Before the young man could see clearly, he saw the man in black grabbing the woman in white's hand and pulling her directly to his side.

The young master smiled narrowly: "So it's my wife, I'm rude and rude."

Wuzhi smiled lightly and didn't speak.

Wu Zhi pulled Ren Yanxing into the room and closed the door behind him.

As soon as he entered the room, he hugged him in his arms: "When you get to the island later, follow me closely."

Ren Yanxing pushed his hand away: "I know, I'm not a three-year-old kid."

Then he said: "Are you really going to attend the Zhangzhou Conference?"

Wu Zhi replied: "Yes."

There was smog in front of it, and several white birds flew across the sky, leaving behind colorful arcs.

"It's Yunfu Island." Ren Yanxing pushed open the window.

Looking up, there is a floating island in the air in front of you. On the floating island is a white palace. The palace is clean and white as a whole. The white bird stops at the top and spreads its wings.

As if sensing the arrival of people, the bird spread its wings and sang to the sky, then gently landed on the ground.

"Didn't it say that the first test starts at noon?"

"But it's past noon now."

The young men looked at each other anxiously.

Ren Yanxing lowered his eyes: "Shuang Ye."

What came out was a snow-white sword. The sword suddenly became bigger in Ren Yanxing's hand. Ren Yanxing stepped on the sword firmly. He looked at Wu Zhi: "Come up."

Wuzhi jumped up on the arrow, pretending to be pitiful, leaned into Ren Yanxing's ear and said, "Brother, take care of me."

Then Luojian flew out, Wuzhi grasped Ren Yanxing's clothes, feeling the violent blow of the wind.

Yunfu Island is full of vitality, but the arena in the middle is full of awe.

Standing on the stage was a young man in brocade clothes, holding a white sword in his hand, his whole body was filled with evil spirit.

Beside his feet were the fallen sons, who curled up on the ground with painful faces.

Some people whispered around: "Who is he?"

"There has never been such a powerful person in the Zhangzhou Conference before."

Young Master Jin Yi was holding the sword, his eyes flashed an unnoticed hostility, his pupils became dark and terrifying in an instant, but disappeared in an instant.

Turning his face, he returned to his usual pupils.

His eyes were determined to win, and his sharp eyes swept across the audience: "Is there anyone else?"

The examiner under the stage flipped through the roster, sweating on his forehead: "Yes, yes, but this person didn't come."

Young Master Jinyi smiled coldly: "It's not a good man to run away in battle."

After the words fell, a white figure landed in front of the ring.

The person who came was wearing a veil and seemed to be a woman. He stepped on the white sword, and the white sword walked against the wind, as if he wanted to merge with him, and then formed an unbelievable painting in front of everyone.

The surrounding leaves did not infect the painting either.

As soon as he stretched out his jade-like hand, the white sword transformed into his palm, turned into a speck of dust, and dispersed with the wind.

Although the face under the veil is not very clear, the jaw line is beautifully tight, with a sharpness that women don't have, and mixed with a few traces of rare softness.

Everyone was shocked, and with just one glance, they had already fallen.

Even the young master in brocade clothes on the stage was stunned: "Miss, are you here to attend the Zhangzhou Conference?"

"Girl" glanced at him, and just one glance made people feel a sense of coldness.

Everyone was taken aback.

What was even more surprising was the boy in black who came out from behind the girl. He wore a high ponytail and raised his eyebrows: "I am the last one."

"How about it, young master, do you want to compete with me?"

The hostility in Young Master Jin Yi rose again, a trace of blood flashed in his pupils, and the sword in his hand was full of blood-colored sword wind, ready to strike.

Without stopping or neglecting, he landed directly in front of Young Master Jin Yi.

Young Master Jinyi sized him up for a while, then smiled mockingly: "You don't even have a sword, how dare you fight me?"

Wuzhi tried to wake up his own sword, but after a long time, there was no response at all.

Young Master Jinyi smiled mockingly.

Everyone in the audience sighed, thinking that Wu Zhi, who appeared halfway, was unreliable, and couldn't even summon a sword.

Ren Yanxing coldly glanced at the crowd, but a subtle spiritual power gathered in his hand. With the gathering of spiritual power, a snow-white sword appeared in the air.

Wu Zhi was thinking about what to do, when he suddenly felt his hand was heavy, and looked down, Shuang Ye appeared in his hand at some point.

Frost Ye was surrounded by a cold air. This sword was extremely powerful. If he was stabbed by the sword, he would be disabled if he did not die.

This sword is particularly masterful, and he only recognizes one master in his life.

But now this sword is lying safely in Wu Zhi's hand, as if Wu Zhi is his master.

In the realm of self-cultivation, if a spirit weapon is to be shared, two people must go through double cultivation, the body and mind are connected, and the blood and water are fused.

Wuzhi was slightly stunned, he had practiced double cultivation before, but his mind and body figured it out, and his blood and water blended together...

Before he could stop thinking, a mocking voice came from above his head: "A manly man, he actually wants a woman to help him!"

The man in brocade clothes was holding the sword, his eyes were full of contempt.

But Wu Zhi disagreed, he held Shuang Ye and weighed it: "Then you also have to have a 'woman' to help you."

These words completely enraged the man in brocade clothes, he stabbed at Wu Zhi with his sword in his hand.

People who are irritated are most likely to lose their minds, and this is also the time when people are most likely to be breached.

Wu Zhi took a few steps back, not intending to launch an attack, he carefully observed the man in brocade clothes' movements, observing his every move.

The man in brocade clothes is not a vegetarian either, his endless eyes were quickly captured, and he sneered: "It's a small trick."

He jumped straight into the air, grabbed Wu Zhi's hand, and the sword swung towards it.

The two lived their lives one move at a time, Wu Zhi only felt that his body was a bit overwhelmed.

Frost Night is not something ordinary people can control. It is one of the ancient artifacts, conceived when the world opened up wasteland.

It's the first time I use it, I can't stand it.

Soon Wu Zhi gained the upper hand, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his eyes fell on Ren Yanxing who was under the stage.

Ren Yanxing stood under the stage, but he looked more nervous than him.

Before his eyes moved away from Ren Yanxing's body, the pain in his arm pulled back his endless thoughts. Looking at the pain, the sword of the man in brocade had pierced his arm.

The author has something to say:

Be happy every day!Work harder every day for life and dreams! !come on! !

I hope that the friends who read the article will also rush towards the future like me! !Go, go, go!