There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Ye Qinghe didn't bother to pay attention to Zhong Ya, and was about to turn around, but he didn't expect Zhong Ya to step forward and grab his clothes corner, and asked persistently: "Are you showing off how long you have stayed in Tiangong, look down on me?" Us?"

Even a clay figurine has a three-point temper, not to mention Ye Qinghe. After being pulled by the corner of his clothes, Ye Qinghe turned his head amusedly: "Since you know that I look down on you, why do you have to emphasize it again and again? Afraid of others have no idea?"

"You!" Zhong Ya was so shocked that his face turned red immediately.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel in front of him, Mr. Wen Qu Xing was afraid of repeating the same mistakes last time, so he took a step forward and separated the two, saying: "Stop making trouble, let it live or die The things you do are all the same, you just do things, what do you care about them?"

Hearing what Wenqu Xingjun said, Zhong Ya seized the opportunity and smiled coldly at Ye Qinghe: "Did you hear that, Wenqu Xingjun didn't say that the tree is still alive."

Ye Qinghe really didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he planned to sell Wenqu Xingjun a face, turned around and forgot, but before he could move, a dead flat peach branch next to him suddenly moved.

Then in front of everyone, the branch slowly stretched out to the side of Ye Qinghe's cheek and rubbed it affectionately, then the tip of the branch stretched forward, and a small piece of tender green leaf grew out under the eyes of everyone.

It seems to be telling everyone that it is really not dead.

The leaf was reflected in Zhong Ya's eyes, making his face even more ugly, and soon, that small leaf withered and fell off under everyone's astonished eyes.

The flat peach branch regained its lifeless appearance at the beginning, and slowly retracted to its original position.

The slap in the face came so quickly, Ye Qinghe was too embarrassed to make fun of Zhong Ya, lest he would commit suicide in public due to his shame and anger.

He turned his head to look at Zhongya with a slight smile, then turned and walked away.

"Ahem..." Mr. Wenqu Xing also felt the atmosphere was awkward, so he changed the topic: "Okay, what about the team you formed before? Stand together two by two, and start to do things."

Only then did everyone come to their senses, stand upright, and start working after Mr. Wenqu Xing assigned their respective tasks.

In fact, it is the simplest way to loosen the soil and water, but because of the large array on the ground of the Peach Garden, it is extremely difficult to sit up. After thinking about it, it is difficult for everyone to walk in the Peach Garden, let alone do these things.

At the end of the day, the progress was slow, but everyone was so tired that their backs ached and they were exhausted.

When the sun was shining in the sky, Mr. Wenqu Xing said: "Okay, let's stop here today. The next voluntary labor will be in a month. During this period, I hope everyone will work harder and strive to go further next time."

Hearing what Wenqu Xingjun said, everyone nodded, then turned around quickly, and walked out without stopping for a moment.

It took them all morning to walk in, but it took less than two quarters of an hour to go out. After coming out of the peach orchard, their bodies suddenly lightened, which made people very uncomfortable.

Ye Qinghe looked at his hands and clenched his fists, and said: "I feel that the meridians in my body seem to be wider."

"It's only been a day, how difficult it is to open up the meridians, how can there be any progress." The cute little cat who has been wrapped in the air bubble for a whole day has no idea what they have experienced this day, and pouted: "Yes Your illusion."

Ye Qinghe took a look at Meng Xiaomiao, and knew that it was useless to discuss cultivation with this kind of girl, so he jumped over Meng Xiaomiao and put on Bu Sangyu's shoulders, and the two brothers said in a friendly way: "Let's go, let's go practice!" Let’s try to see if there is really any progress.”

As soon as he heard that a fight was about to be fought, Bu Sangyu immediately regained his spirits and simply nodded.

After coming out of the Pantao Garden, everyone was as tired as Xiao Tiangou. When they heard that Ye Qinghe still had the energy to compete with Bu Sangyu, they immediately looked at Ye Qinghe with eyes like monsters.

Everyone still remembers Ye Qinghe's calm performance in the Pantao Garden just now. Seeing him like this, there are not a few admiring eyes.

When he first entered school, all these admiring eyes were focused on Zhong Ya, because he was born in a family, and his kung fu and mana were many times better than ordinary casual cultivators.

Unexpectedly, it's only been a few days, those admiration and admiration are all owned by Ye Qinghe.

Before coming to Pantaoyuan, he invited Su Yi to form a team, and the reason Su Yi rejected him was also because of Ye Qinghe.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ya felt more and more uncomfortable, so he took a step forward and said loudly, "How about counting me in?"

Ye Qinghe was taken aback, turned his head away, glanced over Zhong Ya, raised his eyebrows, and said, "You?"

His voice was frivolous and there was a hint of doubt, as if he didn't really believe that Zhong Ya could compete with him, his tone immediately angered Zhong Ya, he clenched his fists and said, "Why, don't you dare?"

"I don't dare?" Ye Qinghe smiled, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "You make things difficult for me everywhere, if you really don't like me, why don't we compare each other openly? How dare you tell me? Is it life and death?"

Zhongya knows that many casual cultivators in the mortal world can't control their own strength, and they often lose their lives in competitions. Later, someone suggested that life and death should be established before the competition. Life and death are up to God. sin or hate each other.

He just wanted to provoke Ye Qinghe desperately in his heart, but he didn't expect Ye Qinghe to push the matter to such a serious point with a single word.

If he really agreed, wouldn't Ye Qinghe want to beat him to death?

Zhong Ya was hesitant, but at this moment, Ye Qinghe showed a smile with bared teeth, and said provocatively: "Why, you dare not?"

"I..." Zhong Ya gritted his teeth, and was about to say dare, but the words got stuck on the edge of his mouth.

He is too aware of the weight of life and death, how can such a thing be joked casually!

Ye Qinghe had already expected that Zhongya would not dare, and the smile on his face deepened. He deliberately turned around and patted Bu Sangyu on the shoulder, and said loudly: "Someone dare not, brother, it seems that we should compete."

The sound pierced Zhong Ya's ears straight, breaking the taut string in his mind at once.

He turned his head to glance at the crowd beside him, and found that everyone looked at him strangely. Finally, Zhong Ya couldn't help it, and blurted out a sentence: "Life and death are life and death! I only hope that you Don't go back on your word!"

"Eh?" Ye Qinghe was really surprised this time.

How dare this Zhongya put up a life and death pact with him?

He turned his head in surprise, only to see that Zhong Ya's face was flushed, his hands were clenched tightly, and he was staring at him, obviously he had made a lot of determination.

At first, Ye Qinghe just wanted to be funny recently, but he didn't expect that things would really come to this point, but martial arts competitions are martial arts competitions, Ye Qinghe has always been fearless, Zhong Ya provokes him again and again, it doesn't hurt to beat him up.

Bu Sangyu next to him was very worried, and he stepped forward to persuade Ye Qinghe not to argue with Zhongya, but Ye Qinghe stretched out his hand first, stopping Bu Sangyu's words, took a step forward, and said to Zhongya with a smile: "Okay, gentleman! Word."

"A four-horse horse is hard to chase!" Zhong Ya gritted his teeth and replied, it was a letter of war to Ye Qinghe.