Hidden Sword Kills the fish-lipped Jiluo

After returning to the prepared guest room in Xianfang, Ye Jiluo deliberately went to check the list of battles, and specifically mentioned Li Chuhuang and Ning Linger. Of course, the former was to discuss competition and connect with each other to see if he could find anything. The task, the latter is aimed at people's heads, I have read it three or four times and I haven't seen it, so I am very puzzled.

"Why didn't I see these two people? Don't they all participate in the competition?"

The senior brother in charge glanced at her: "It's not that you didn't participate, it's that you can't fight them."

"On the basis of hair?"

The senior brother in charge said that one person who refines medicine and the other one who refines medicine at an amateur level belong to technicians, and you, a bully with a background in violent fighting, will be laughed at if you spread the word.

Ye Jiluo said how could this be possible, as an outstanding young man in the new era of cultivating immortals, of course skills and fighting should go hand in hand, knowledge and practice should coexist, morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor should be fully developed, who stipulates that those who refine medicine cannot fight?

The brother said that you don't understand this is an unspoken rule.

Ye Jiluo was at a loss for words.

After finishing speaking, the senior brother comforted Ye Jiluo, and reminded him that the Ning Linger you mentioned is a famous beauty on the list of Nanyu Xiujie, and he also has a good father who is the acting head. He was given the title of "Bilian Fairy", and the young talents were afraid of being told that they didn't want Bilian, so they praised it one after another.

Ye Jiluo: ...

The senior brother looked at Ye Jiluo and said, don't wait in a hurry. In two years, you will be fourteen or five years old with long hair reaching your waist, and you will be famous for your beauty in the sixteen countries of the Western Regions. If you don't risk your life, you will be able to blow up a pond. Fairy Lian, when the time comes, we will give you the title 'Bichi Fairy'.

Ye Jiluo turned pale with shock and said, "Damn it, you know everything about my family. Dare to ask senior brother where he was before?"

The senior brother said he dare not dare, he was born in the Dragon Star Chamber of Commerce before entering Taoism, and he grasped all kinds of information and gossip, this is professionalism.

The good gossip emperor couldn't be provoked, Ye Jiluo retreated three thousand miles.

……

The next day, Ye Jiluo was carried up with a sleep-deprived face. It must be said that there were too many competitions here, and he saw the smoke from the east in a daze.

"Is dinner open over there?"

"There's medicine refining over there, don't worry, we'll cure your brain damage after we finish fighting."

"..."

In the first round, they faced a pair of Shu Xius holding whisks in their hands. Seeing Yun Tianqing with a sleepy child, his expression was very deep.

Qionghua’s big sect would bring a child to the stage, which is unreasonable. It must be a conspiracy. In theory, we can focus on the foolish guy first, but if the other party has already expected us to think like this, is it right for this little girl? Pretend?No, this may be a trick where the false is the real, the real is the false. In fact, it is this fool who is dangerous, so should we attack the little girl first?But in case the other party expects us to do this, isn't it...

Before the two art masters finished their analysis, Ye Jiluo rubbed his eyes, and when he saw the red name opposite, his eyes lit up.

Lao Xie and Wang taught us that those with red names are all strange.

Thinking of this, Ye Jiluo swung out the epee behind his back, angrily piercing the snow-broken bridge, the sword energy soared in an instant, and then swung the epee and smashed it at the lonely mountain with a crane, and the two big-brained art masters were shocked on the spot Dizzy, immediately saw Ye Jiluo five four three two one——

Crazy!Come!Wu!Mountain!

kill!I'm going to die!

Very well, both heads are mine.

After the two art masters were carried away, Ye Jiluo looked weird after thinking about it.

"Why didn't they move in the first place?"

"Well, let's see how cute you are."

Later in the arena, Ye Jiluo found that he was far from sweeping all directions. In the second round, he froze a female cultivator with the technique of freezing, and then lay down on the floor in seconds. Immediately afterwards, he saw Yun Tianqing's battle Experience is much higher.

The light and fluttering figure avoids the fire snakes jumping up into the sky, as if walking the opponent casually, and then when the opponent is most distracted, the figure flies away like smoke, and a flash appears in the just now. Behind the insidious ice-type cultivator, it seems that because the other party is a girl, he gently bumped her with an elbow, forcing her to go out of bounds, and then chased after another male cultivator, jingling, under his blushing and shy gaze. Fuck.

... Uncle Shi is really kind and praises me.

At this time, it can be seen that Jianxiu's incomparable aggressiveness is as casual as the clouds and sky, and when the long sword is turned, although the bone is as clear as the wind, it also hides murderous intentions.

But in Qionghua, it seems that every outstanding swordsman has his own special artistic conception of swordsmanship.For example, Xuan Zhen Confucianism and Taoism's moderate swordsmanship, or Suyao's ruthless way of ice water...

After the game, Ye Jiluo asked Yun Tianqing what it was like to fight against his second uncle. Yun Tianqing showed a painful expression of reminiscence, and then began to recall intermittently.

"I just went up the mountain at that time, we are both in the second and third level of swordsmanship, the difference is not as big as it is now, well, I got drunk one night..."

Ye Jiluo turned pale with shock: "Stop it, you can't get drunk! Our family can't kill off children and grandchildren, uncle!"

"Get out, who told you this, I mean that uncle was young at the time, cough... just more impulsive, so we started fighting while drinking."

"At that time, I just came out of the rivers and lakes. The hostility from the blood on my body was still there, and I was still ruthless in my strikes. That was probably the only time my brother used all his strength... I can only say that I felt the sword intent of my brother at that time. With an extreme mood of destruction, it seems to burn everything in the world." Yun Tianqing took out a pot of wine and took a sip, and continued: "No matter how much I practice after this, in retrospect, the mood is still My heart is chilling... If one day you can match your second uncle's sword intent, you will understand."

Ye Jiluo couldn't understand what he heard, and then he heard a sneer behind him.

"If the two of you can care about the progress of your cultivation every day as you do now, you won't be able to catch up with Xuan Xiao, and you will avoid more flesh and blood suffering under his hands in the future."

At the same time, Ye Jiluo and Uncle Yun surnamed thought of #Those Years Squatting Over 思回少# Those Years Being Beaten by Senior Brother (Second Uncle)#... couldn't help feeling chills in their hearts.

All in all, Chong Guang sat here and the two bastards did not cause any troubles in the end. Until the third day of the competition, Ye Jiluo smoothly lay down all the way to watch Yun Tianqing enter the top ten in 1v2, and something happened.

The bodies of two Shushan Sword Sect disciples were found in a secluded corner of Xianfang, with silver needles stuck to their bones. The only suspect who was caught was Ning Linger.

In the big competition of Xiujie Zongmen, all the people who come here are highly respected and powerful. Now that this happened, it was said that it was a private fight between the disciples, and it was said that it was a conspiracy theory about the annexation of the sect. It made the host very embarrassing. The elders of each sect tried the matter.

His face was blue, his hair was disheveled, and he shrank in the corner of the wall trembling.

This is Ye Jiluo's appearance when he saw Ning Ling'er again... It's only been a few days?Is it like this?

[Hint: Listen to the whole story. 】

"...Although my Beast Refinement Sect lives far away overseas, I have always valued peace with the Central Plains cultivators. Now that my disciples have died innocently, if you Qingyu Sect doesn't give an explanation today, what face will our Sect have?"

"It's a joke, Ling'er little Danxiu, how can one person kill two people with fierce beasts in their hands?"

"Then what is the explanation for the Danxiu silver needle on the corpse of my grandson? Looking at the four domains and eight sects of the cultivation world, only Danxiu uses the silver needle as a killing weapon?"

"Maybe the murderer is using this to confuse his sight?"

"Hmph, your disciples are naturally defending everywhere! There are many ministers under this woman's skirt, how do you know that there is no one who is willing to help the tyrant?"

"As you said, all alchemists here are suspected, and Elder Zhongguang is also from alchemy, wouldn't it be—"

Chongguang, who was drinking tea, didn't change his complexion when he heard the words, and knocked the teacup lightly in his hand.

There was a moment of silence.

Hearing that Qingyu Zongzong wanted to bring Qionghua in, the head of Xianfang's heart skipped a beat... Finally, the sword cultivator didn't cause trouble this time, you guys still want to bring in Elder Qionghua, cough lightly He said in a loud voice: "Elders, please be careful, this girl is here, why don't you interrogate her once or twice?"

But no matter how everyone interrogated her, Ning Linger just looked at the people around her in horror, shrinking her body continuously.

The scene above was stalemate, and Ye Jiluo was lying on the window listening to the commotion, when a warm greeting suddenly came from his ear.

"Miss Ye?"

"En?" Ye Jiluo turned his head to look, "It's you."

"These days are busy, and I haven't had time to congratulate Miss Ye for her overwhelming skills... Miss Ye's martial posture is very domineering, which makes people forget the vulgarity, and I will never forget it."

Yun Tianqing decided not to speak, even though he felt that his leg was lost.

Is this mocking me or mocking me?

Ye Jiluo felt that he had always kept a low profile. Although he lay his body down all the way this time, he tried his best to lie down in the most elegant posture every time. He coughed dryly and said, "It's okay...cough, that's absurd."

"It's okay, Miss Ye must have accumulated a lot of injuries after fighting for days, and I have some wound medicine here, if you don't give up..."

"Don't give up, don't give up, thank you~"

"It's just a wish, don't worry about it. The Nanyu Medicine Sect's incident this time was unexpected, and I need to discuss this matter with the teacher. Let's leave for now."

"Huh, is she from your sect?"

"No, but the Qingyu Sect and the Qingyu Altar are in the same spirit, so this matter cannot be avoided."

"Oh……"

Yun Tianqing was sure that his leg would be broken.

The big red medicine was urgently needed, and Ye Jiluo saw that the quality was very good, but this handful of big blue medicine was really useless.Looking around, Yun Tianqing was studying how to keep his leg cross-legged, and then kindly stuffed it.

"Uncle, I know you have a kidney deficiency, so I'm here to replenish your kidney."

"...My sister, did you ever consider that your uncle's leg might be broken before your puppy love?"

"Who the hell is in a puppy love?"

"That three good boy obviously wants to chase you, okay?!"

"Thinking too much is prone to cerebral thrombosis. You are so old and you are too old to read some stallion literature and raise your baby with peace of mind."

With a melancholy face, Yun Tianqing began to think about the possibility of betraying his teacher.

At this time, there was a shrill scream in the hall.

"It's him! He did it!!"

Ning Ling'er looked frantic and screamed hoarsely: "He did it! I... I just said to vent my anger... He killed all those people! It was him!!"

Everyone focused their eyes in surprise, but Li Chuhuang's lips slowly burst into a faint smile.

"Junior Sister Ning...is she a little delirious?"