Dressed as a sick beauty

After a night of rain, it still hasn't cleared up. It's summer, and dark clouds are overwhelming the city. Rarely? The cool breeze blows, and the sultry air fills every corner of the city.

The young man on the bed had thin sweat on his forehead, and his long eyelashes were lightly raised amidst the noise outside.

He stretched out his hand under the quilt while opening his eyes, half clenched into a fist, and his two slender arms unfolded as if paddling, driving his whole lazy body to roll on the soft couch.

"Comfortable..." Wen Qiushi muttered.

He? It was as if he had been wrapped in a warm current all night, and his whole body was crisp even to the bones. After waking up from sleep, his consciousness became clear, and his open autumn eyes were clear.

Wen Qiushi sat up, his eyes shifted from the Tianyun clothes on the screen to the desk, and he paused with a comfortable expression on his face.

He touched his left shoulder, didn't he feel a little bit of pain, the pain that made him tremble all over last night seemed to be in a dream, but Wen Qiushi knew it was not a dream, the young man with scarlet eyes pressed him down and bit the back of his neck The cold and cruel appearance of the skin is still in front of my eyes.

Wen Qiu was stunned for a while, and murmured with a shocked expression: "It can't really be...Wow, woof?"

But in the original book, Gu Moze didn't have a habit of biting people.

Wen Qiushi shook his head, he couldn't help thinking about it, and he got out of bed. The skirt of the Tianyun suit he wore yesterday was torn and disappeared.

The one on the screen is intact, he? He took off the cuffs, "..."

The disciples of Tianzong wear uniform uniforms, and there are cuffs. Everyone’s name. The one in Wen Qiushi’s hand looks brand new, but the place where the name is embroidered looks like it has been scratched by a dagger. .

But if you look carefully, there are some intentions to cover up.

If the correct answer comes to mind, follow the outline of the remaining embroidery thread, and the words "Gu Moze" will surface.

Wen Qiu instantly saw through what Gu Moze wanted to do.

After biting the person, he knew he was wrong, worried that others would not wear his clothes, deliberately crossed out his name, and poked secretly to leave a chance for himself.

Wen Qiushi's mouth twitched slightly.

He? Put on the oversized robe and tighten the belt.

Opening the door, a group of Tianzong disciples walking around anxiously holding the spirit sword in the corridor, like ants on a hot pot, saw the door open and hurriedly looked over.

The young man who stepped out of the room was wearing an extra-loose Tianyun suit, making his figure very thin. He held the door frame lightly with one hand, and looked very weak. Fortunately, his usually pale cheeks were slightly rosy, and he looked very thin. A lot of spirit.

Zhang Jianjian with two panda eyes leaned over, "The elder looks good, I am still worried that the elder will not sleep well?"

Wen Qiushi was startled: "You guys? What did you do last night?"

At a glance, they all have dark circles under their eyes.

Zhang Jianjian rubbed her hands: "So nervous? Didn't sleep all night."

Wen Qiushi patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry about me. I'm not nervous. Participating in the competition completely relieved my heart."

Hearing this, the faces of all the disciples froze.

Zhang Jianjian glanced at him sadly, "We have no money to eat this morning, and all our wealth is in the gambling house. How can the elder be so slack."

Wen Qiushi choked, withdrew his hand and coughed softly, "I promise I won't let you guys lose everything."

Zhang Jianjian and other human rights were comforting, their hearts were bleeding, and on the way to the Fubi site, they smiled bitterly at Wen Qiushi, "It's all small money, small money, the elders don't need to pay too much attention to it."

The talisman dao conference in Lanyue City has always been the most concerned event of the world's talisman masters. This time it involved the Tianzhuan pen, which attracted the attention of the entire cultivation world, an unprecedented event.

On the day of the Grand Competition, the area around the Longyue Platform in front of the gate of Fuhui was filled with people early on, and it was very crowded.

The talisman masters in white clothes with red borders, the disciples of various immortal sects, and the monks who came to see the excitement, the bustling bustling.

"It's a pity that Elder Nan didn't come, so it's less interesting."

"Why do other Tianfu masters participate in the preliminary competition? I said that you don't need to participate in the semi-finals, as long as you show up in the finals!"

"This time it's really lively. Although it is a certainty that Nanduyi will win the championship, I think Ke Liu and Bai Sheng from the Northern Territory are also good. Maybe there is a chance to challenge."

"It's not bad to have a few children from the Chu family, especially Chu Tianlin, who is still the youngest earth talisman master. The future is promising!"

"What you said, first defeat the earth talisman masters of the Lingzong sect and then be compared with Elder Nan? Otherwise, you will be putting gold on your face. The gap between the heavenly talisman masters and the earth talisman masters cannot be bridged with just a few words of."

......

When everyone from Tianzong came, the unified Tianyun suit also attracted a lot of attention.

"It's strange. During the Fubi competition in the past, the disciples of Tianzong seemed to have evaporated from the world. Why are they willing to show up now?"

"Someone from Tianzong participated in the competition this year. Yesterday, the disciples of the sect went 'crazy' in the gambling house. It is said that they were very happy, but it is pitiful."

"and many more!"

One person rubbed his eyes in disbelief and said, "How did I see Nanling and Lingzong disciples giving way to Tianzong?!"

In front of the Longyue stage, the disciples of Nanling and Lingzong who were originally side by side suddenly met by appointment. They rushed to their respective sides with all their might, forced themselves in the crowded crowd, and opened up a space for the coming Tianzong people. space.

"Run! Run! Stay away from Tianzong today, don't provoke them? They?!"

"After the preliminary competition is over, the only spark of the Tianzong will be eliminated, and their madness in the casino yesterday will inevitably cause some hysteria!"

"Keep in mind that when they? are weeping bitterly, we shouldn't act too arrogantly. Those who are barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, maybe they will do something to die together when they are desperate!"

"Look at them? Their eyes are black, but their faces are smiling? It's weird. When the only seedlings are eliminated, they can't stand the stimulation of the group? Are they crazy?"

"Stop talking, just move over there!"

The disciples on both sides are like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Tianzong and his party looked around blankly. Before coming, they thought they would be ridiculed. Unexpectedly, old acquaintances such as Nanling and Lingzong took the initiative to give up their seats and smiled kindly at them. with.

Wen Qiushi was moved by the sincere friendship between the disciples of various sects.

On the Longyue stage, there are hundreds of neatly arranged table cases. The tabletops are the materials needed for drawing talismans. Participants are not allowed to bring any talisman related when entering the arena.

In the preliminary round, within the specified time, draw ten talismans that will be required by the on-site talisman club.The Long Yuetai, which can accommodate thousands of people, will accept contestants three times, and the distance between each table is extremely wide to prevent someone from secretly passing talismans.

From the start of Fubi, there is still half an hour left.

The first batch of people who entered Longyuetai were already waiting at the entrance, holding waist cards with ? numbers. Many people held talismans in their hands, looking through them tensely, to strengthen their memory of various runes.

Even though they were far apart, they could feel the oppressive atmosphere over there.

Zhang Jianjian and the others were still thinking about giving away all their belongings, but now they were infected by the grand and tense atmosphere of the Fu Dao Competition, and their whole body and mind were focused on the Dabi itself.

"Elder, elder, don't be nervous."

Wen Qiushi: "Straighten your tongue and speak!"

Zhang Jianjian stuck out her tongue, her delicate face was pale, and she looked around, "Where's Mu Qingyuan? We agreed not to practice today, so let's encourage the elder!"

Someone replied: "After hearing what we said about the gambling house this morning, after sorting out the money, I rushed away, saying that I want to suppress the elders of the Tianzong to earn the clan fee."

Zhang Jianjian cried out in despair: "I still expect to find him? Let me borrow some money!"

Wen Qiushi touched his head lovingly, and was about to speak when he saw a group of imposing young disciples walking by, dressed in white with gold belts, with uniform golden tassels hanging on their swords, and gold silk satin on their wrists. .

The children of the Northern Territory are here.

Wen Qiushi obviously felt that the surrounding atmosphere had changed, as if the momentum had been compared, and the expressions on the faces of the disciples of the immortal sect changed slightly.

Afterwards, it was the Nanling disciples who moved first.

The person who accompanied Chu Tianlin every day put the prepared vertical flag on the ground with a "bang", waved his big hand, and the sky blue flag unfolded, revealing a lifelike beast inside.

The auspicious beast that has been guarded by Nanling for generations, Qilin.

Others also replaced the sword tassels with Qilin pendants one after another, and raised their hands in a uniform manner.

Wen Qiushi was dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Zhang Jianjian was so annoyed that he slapped his legs: "We? Why didn't we think of it? This is how we have momentum!"

Wen Qiushi rubbed the goosebumps on his arms: "Isn't it necessary? Look at Lingzong? No..."

He? Before he finished speaking, the disciple from the Spirit Sect put on a flaming scarlet cloak, and folded up the right sleeve, exposing his wrist tied with red satin.

Wen Qiushi: "..."

He looked around and found that not only the disciples of the immortal sect were like this, but some people without sects also wanted to not hang golden sword tassels, or not hang unicorns, and there were also people wearing flame cloaks, mixed with chaotic scenes There is a trace of sequence.

Zhang Jianjian and the others became more and more regretful, if they were not cash-strapped, they would have rushed out to buy samples now.

It was their first time to participate in the Talisman Dao Conference, so they didn't know these ways.

It was getting closer and closer to the start of the competition, the last stick of incense that recorded the time was lit, and Wen Qiushi was the last batch to enter the stage. He was not in a hurry, and looked around with masks on among the crowd.

At the front of the Longyue Terrace, there are hundreds of steps up the jade ladder, and those sitting are the leaders of each sect and the leader of one party.

At this time, all the seats were almost full, except for the seat in the center, which was always empty. On the left was Pavilion Master Jia, whom Wen Qiu had met once, and on the right was Meng Zhiyu, the master of the Lingzong with a pair of fox eyes. .

After the two of them sat down, they exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and their eyes both intentionally and unintentionally looked towards the gate of Fuhui behind them.

Halfway through the fragrance, Chu Baiyue still hasn't shown up.

"Still looking at the seal of heaven."

"Haha, although this remark is inappropriate, but Patriarch Chu is left alone, he? Wouldn't he snatch Tianzhuan away?"

"Don't tell me, no one can stop them if they want to grab it."

"Master Chu's trip is for Tianzhuan. The beloved thing of old friends is about to fall into the hands of others. One can imagine how he feels at this time. Brother Jia, you said that the Northern Territory Lord has hidden Tianzhuan for ten years. Why are you suddenly willing? Take it out and bless the world."

"Why ask, you and I know it well. Not long ago, the master of the Northern Territory suffered a secret loss. If he didn't punish the master of the Chu family, is he still the master of the Northern Territory?"

"Haha, that's the truth."

......

Inside the Fuhui.

In front of the Tianzhuan pen covered by the barrier, stood a slender and lonely figure.

The simple white clothes last night were replaced by the patriarch's clothes with complicated embroidery patterns. Chu Baiyue lightly tied her hair with a crown, her hands behind her back, and her eyes fell on the familiar pen.

I don't know how long I watched it.

The last spark burns out and the incense goes out.

Chu Baiyue appeared on the hundred-story jade steps, and sat in the center with her sleeves flicked. Her eyes were indifferent, and her jade-like face was a little colder than usual.

The first batch of contestants have already entered the arena. After explaining the rules of the competition, the elder Fu Hui raised his hand slightly, and two large characters appeared in midair—"Shanshui". Voice.

Discussions in the audience? One after another.

"Mountains, waters, there are so many talismans I can think of, but there are only nine people left in the semi-finals. If the ten talismans I want to draw stand out among the thousands of talismans, it will be as difficult as heaven!"

"In the past, there were only a few talisman masters, and it was easy to enter the semi-finals. This year, hundreds of talisman masters gathered, and all the talisman masters must have a headache. I think those high-level talisman masters... ...Oh, what a torment."

"This year, only half an hour is given, and it is even more difficult to ask for ten paintings!"

The sky was cloudy, and the breeze was hard to relieve the sweltering heat.

Long Yuetai was crowded with people. Wen Qiushi borrowed a folding fan and looked around the field.

The preliminary round deliberately did not set up an enchantment, and the noisy sounds from all around would reach the ears of the talisman masters. If they did not have a strong concentration when drawing the talisman, they would be easily disturbed.

The mood is chaotic, and the whole game is lost. This is only the first level of the preliminary round.

"Wen Xiaoyou, what's your brand name?" Suddenly, a voice came from the side, and Wen Qiu was stunned for a moment, turning his head and widening his eyes.

Zhang Jianjian was almost knocked down. Looking back, a group of Talisman masters in white clothes and red borders surrounded the elder. He hurriedly patted the other? fellow disciples who were watching the game, and squeezed back, "What are you doing?!"

Master Wang held a few blue lamps: "Young man, please be polite, otherwise you won't be able to use the talisman in the future."

Zhang Jianjian took a closer look and recognized the master who sold the talismans next to Wen Qiushi. He blinked, looked at a group of masters carrying small lamps, and said dumbfounded: "You, you? The whole East Street is here. ?!"

Master Wang conveniently handed him a small lamp: "Although Xiaoyou Wen is a disciple of Tianzong, he can be regarded as a person in Dongjie because he sells talismans on Dongjie. This year, Xiaoyou Wen is the only one participating in Dongjie. Of course we will All out, can't people underestimate him?"

Master Zhang shook his head inexplicably while distributing small lamps to the bewildered Tianzong people.

"Even if you can't pass the preliminary competition, you should have the aura to be strong. It's still a big sect, and the preparation is not as good as some small sects and sects."

Wen Qiushi also received the lamp.

Palm-sized, in the shape of a green lotus flower in full bloom, the lotus heart has the three characters 'Eastern Street, Wen', and it feels moist to the touch, obviously it has just been made.

He? The words of refusal were stuffed in his mouth, and he sighed helplessly.

Master Wang and Master Zhang were still enthusiastically instructing their disciples: "When Xiaoyou Wen comes to the stage, we will light up the green lotus lantern. It happens that the sky is dark, and we are a nebula that illuminates them!"

Zhang Jianjian and other young disciples were so excited when they heard this, they looked at the old talisman masters adoringly, and nodded vigorously, wishing to turn on the lights and turn them into nebula.

Wen Qiushi didn't see it, turned his head to Mu Qingyuan and said, "Master nephew, can you tell Zhang Jianjian not to take the lead so stupidly, order something..."

Wen Qiushi's voice was silent, watching Mu Qingyuan look up after lighting the lamp, he said "hmm" in a daze.

Wen Qiushi: "..."

He handed him the green lotus lantern in his hand, and continued to look into the arena.

Among the first batch were the very attention-grabbing disciples from the Northern Territory, Ke Liu and Bai Sheng. They were located at the front of the Longyue Stage, farthest from the audience and closest to the jade steps.

Behind him are dozens of earth talisman masters from Nanling, Lingzong, and Tiandi Pavilion.

Most of the eyes on the scene were focused on these people, and many people looked around with their feet on their feet. On the contrary, they paid less attention to the places closest to the audience.

Time passed quickly on the Longyue platform, and in the blink of an eye, the atmosphere of the arena became more and more dignified. Many tables were covered with waste talismans, and only one or two talisman papers were successfully drawn, and ten or so seemed out of reach.

The lord of each side in front of the stage gazed at it with coercion, the audience around the stage was buzzing and noisy, and the airtight clouds were shrouded above their heads, and the atmosphere on the entire Longyue stage was extremely suppressed.

Most of the talisman masters were already sweating profusely, and their handwriting was trembling.

At this time, two people in white clothes and gold belts moved at the same time, and placed ten talismans on their respective desks. They bowed slightly to the jade steps in front of the stage, and left hand in hand.

Seeing this, the disciples from the Northern Territory outside the field raised their swords high, and a golden fringe of swords swayed in the wind, which was very eye-catching.

The spectators, who were supposed to be quiet in the first place, erupted into excitement.

"Amulets really don't depend on age and talents!" "The talismans made by Ke Liu and Bai Sheng can only be powerful without inspection. This time the talisman competition is the only one who can wrestle with Elder Nan!"

"To put it bluntly, it's too early. The initial competition is just drawing talismans, and the final semi-finals will be the battle. Nandu Yi can draw celestial talismans. One celestial talisman is no match for a hundred earth talismans."

......

After Ke Liu and Bai Sheng? left, there was much less attention in the arena.

As the end time draws nearer, on the Longyue stage, even the outside audience can feel the suffocating atmosphere of despair inside.

thump—

Elder Fu Hui rang the heavy bell, and the first round ended.

Not long after, the second batch of talisman masters came to the stage with shouts, but the cheering was obviously much smaller than before. After going through the whole process of the first batch of talisman masters drawing talismans, the excitement on the faces of most of the audience faded away. .

The atmosphere on the Longyue Platform was as dense as the dark clouds in the sky, so oppressive that one could hardly breathe.

Wen Qiushi was a little thirsty, so he went to the entrance to find some tea to drink. He had just drank a cup of tea, and when he was about to continue pouring it, the teapot in front of him disappeared.

He turned his head to the side and saw a young man in white with a gold belt pouring a teapot into his mouth.

"Bai Sheng? You can't do this."

A young woman in the same dress came a few steps later, frowning.

Wen Qiushi blinked, looking at the twins who looked quite similar, Ke Liu and Bai Sheng, the leaders of the younger generation in the Northern Territory.

Ke Liu said: "If you don't pay attention to etiquette, why don't you apologize quickly."

Under her gaze, Bai Sheng resignedly put down the teapot that he drank in one gulp, bowed to Wen Qiushi and said, "I'm sorry, I'm too thirsty, it's very impolite."

"Bai Sheng? That's very rude, he? Knows he's wrong." Ke Liu also bowed to Wen Qiushi, and then led him away.

Wen Qiushi looked at the backs of the two and shrugged, thinking it was weird.

"Ke Liubaisheng is a genius. Whether it's drawing talismans or practicing spells, he has a talent far superior to his peers," Jia Tang came out of nowhere, and said to Wen Qiushi, "But apart from practicing, the two of them, I can't do anything, I'm a little dazed."

Bai Sheng, who hadn't walked far, gradually stopped, "I think? That man is amazing."

Ke Liu: "I think so too?"

Bai Sheng said: "I want to see him draw a talisman."

Ke Liu: "I think so too."

The two hit it off immediately, shook their heads at the Northern Region disciple who planned to escort them back to their residence, and sat down immediately.

When the bell rang again, there were exhalations of relief both inside and outside Long Yuetai.

Today's weather is not good, the whole venue is crowded with people, the wind can't squeeze in, it's very stuffy.

In addition, Chu Bi is a symbol, and there is no other sound except the rubbing of pen and paper on the field, which seems boring. The oppressive and heavy atmosphere around Long Yuetai is repeated again and again, and everyone in the audience feels nervous and suffocated.

Many spectators felt that they were suffering and left early, and even the masters of the various sects on the Jade Steps all left the stage.

Wen Qiushi put on his mask and stood at the entrance.

Tianzong and others stared at him from a distance.

Zhang Jianjian wiped the sweat from his hands and muttered, "Finally it's the elder's turn. It's very uncomfortable to see these people draw talismans. Although the elders are not even junior talisman masters, it's still comfortable to watch the elders draw."

Master Wang heard it intermittently, smiled and said: "Everyone draws the same talisman. I work hard to draw it. What's the difference? If you don't wear a mask, your cheeks are pleasing to the eye, but wearing a mask? What to expect."

Zhang Jianjian and the people beside him looked at each other, remembering the last time when they saw the elder's talisman from a distance on the East Street, they understood what each other was thinking, but they didn't have any research on the talisman art, so they couldn't even describe it.

"When the elder drew the talisman, the wind was blowing, and the sky was not hot anymore."

Master Wang and Master Zhang looked at each other, then laughed and shook their heads helplessly.

"You want to say that Wen Xiaoyou drew the wind when he drew the talisman? It's nonsense. Even if you are a celestial talisman master, the talisman made by him must be effective. After the complete talisman pattern comes out, who can reveal the talisman while drawing?" Wei, unheard of."

Zhang Jianjian said: "Maybe it's a coincidence, let's light the lamp."

Everyone in Tianzong lit up the green lotus lanterns in their hands, and the green light flickered, which attracted many people's attention for a while.

"puff--"

A Nanling disciple who was closest to them couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, Tianzong is serious about it!"

This smile of theirs aroused the long-suppressed emotions of the other people, and the Lingzong was also aroused, and the previous agreement not to provoke and laugh at the Tianzong was forgotten.

Everyone in the Tianzong sect was immediately surrounded by laughter and spittle from the left and right Nanling, Lingzong and others who had reached a consensus.

"Laugh? Dead man, it is said that the person who participated in the Tianzong competition is not even a talisman master!"

"It's too bad. There are no local talisman masters. Let's get a high-level talisman master. This, this is a zero talisman master... Who are you insulting? Why do you want to take it upon yourself!"

"It's the disciple of the sky-piercing cloud talisman at the entrance, look at him? He's still eating grapes, haha, he's so nervous that he doesn't even spit out grape seeds!"

In the distance, Wen Qiushi, who was eating grapes, choked for no reason and coughed so hard that his cheeks flushed.

A person walked past him and snorted.

Wen Qiu looked up and saw Chu Tianlin leaving with his hands behind his back.

The last batch of contestants entered the field.

Chu Tianlin and other talisman masters were still arranged at the front. Wen Qiushi walked to the end according to the number. He was almost at the edge of the Longyue stage, the closest to the audience, and the farthest from the jade steps. His eyes fell on him. There were not many people, they were all from Tianzong and Dongjie.

"It's not good." Master Wang frowned upon seeing this.

Zhang Jianjian hurriedly said, "What's wrong?"

Master Wang explained: "The position on the field is actually very particular. Many talisman masters know that it is difficult to win the championship and still come to participate in the talisman competition. Once the master Chu and the others fall into the eyes of the opponent, it is equivalent to ascending to the sky in one step."

Master Zhang nodded and took over the words: "So it is the location that everyone wants to be close to the jade steps. That place is under the eyes of Master Chu and others, and you can see it at a glance. The opposite is Xiaoyou Wen. In the place where the sect masters are in charge, at most, they can glance at it from a distance, and it is difficult to attract their attention, which is an extremely poor position."

After hearing this, Zhang Jianjian felt that it would be good to stay away from Patriarch Chu.

Master Wang said again: "Not only that, you need to concentrate on drawing talismans. If you are too close to the crowd, there will be endless noise in your ears. Noisy noise is the most likely to interfere with the talisman drawing."

Zhang Jianjian became anxious now, "Then what should I do? I can't keep everyone's mouths shut."

The two masters were silent for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "What's the hurry, you don't really think that Wen Xiaoyou can get close to the semi-finals, right? There are only? It's hard for a talisman teacher! Besides...that's all, young people need? Encouragement, light up the lights!"

While the two were talking, the atmosphere in the venue changed, and two words appeared in midair - cloud and fog.

All eyes from outside the arena fell on the people they were paying attention to. The Tianzong disciple and the East Street Talisman, who were lighting the Qinglian Lantern, looked nervously at the figure not far away.

Then he paused, and involuntarily clenched the lantern in his hand.

The young people on the stage have already written their pens.

I don't know when he tied up his black hair, and under the drowsy sky, his exposed neck was so white that it was blinding.

The lower jaw, which cannot be covered by the mask, is also exquisite and beautiful, which is very eye-catching.

But when he looked at the young man, his gaze would not be captured by these obsessions, but instead fell into his hands involuntarily as if drawn by something.

Wen Qiushi held the pen with his slender and fair fingers, drawing strokes like flowing water, as if he was not drawing cumbersome and difficult runes, but was painting a beautiful picture scroll and writing a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

At the same time, there was a change in the dark clouds that had been pressing over the entire Moon City since the early morning.

The thick dark clouds that brought the sultry weather suddenly centered on Longyuetai and spread outward layer by layer, as if an invisible force pushed the clouds away.

Inside and outside the Odaiba, the solemn atmosphere that had been suppressed all morning seemed to have found a pouring outlet, and slowly receded as the dark clouds and thick fog above dissipated.

The dim light that enveloped the crowd gradually brightened.

More and more people noticed something strange, the audience in the audience was still confused, looking at the sky, the Tai Shaofu master raised his head as if feeling something.

Sitting next to Pavilion Master Jia on the hundred-level jade steps, the ancestor Fu, who is the most powerful talisman in the comprehension world today, his face changed suddenly, he dropped his crutches, and got up suddenly.

His hunchbacked figure trembled, his old cheeks flushed with excitement, and his eyes swept back and forth on the Longyue Platform.

"Fu Wei! It's Fu Wei! Xiao Jia, that person really appeared!!"

Master Ling and the others all changed their faces when they heard the words. Although they didn't know who 'that person' was, but looking at the vision in the sky, the attitudes of Patriarch Fu and Pavilion Master Jia were undoubtedly the presence of a Great Talisman.

Even Patriarch Fu was so excited, could it be possible that another Tianfu master appeared?

The figures on the jade steps involuntarily stood up from their seats, looking nervously at the earth talisman masters at the front of the Longyue stage.

Who is it?

The spectators under Long Yue's stage didn't know what was going on, but when they saw each other's master got up, their eyes fell on the arena to look for something, and they started guessing.

"I seem to understand, answer,"

Bai Sheng? Looking up at the sky, gradually there was only a thin layer of clouds left, with bright light behind it.

"I also understand, clouds and fog," Ke Liu said slowly, looking at the sky, "pull away the clouds and mists to see the sun."

There was a lot of noise outside the arena, and there was a complete silence in the place where the green light was shining.

They? All eyes fell on the thin young man on the stage.

The disciples of Tianzong who had seen Wen Qiushi draw talismans? They had a relaxed expression of enjoyment, while the talisman masters of the East Street all froze, looking terrified as if something unbelievable had happened.

The Qinglian Lantern in Master Wang's hand trembled violently, his eyes stiffened away from the young man, and he turned to grab the disciple beside him and shake it.

"Who the hell is Xiaoyou Wen?"

Zhang Jianjian, who was immersed in the ornamental symbols, paused, thinking that the identity of the elder had been exposed, and stumbled: "Just, just? It's the Tianzong, and there are no disciples at the level of symbols."

"fart!"

Master Wang yelled angrily, and pointed at the figure on the stage with trembling fingers, "Not yet? Talisman level? This level of drawing talisman realm, you? If you say you are a celestial talisman master, I will believe it immediately!"

Zhang Jianjian and the others were taken aback for a moment, and they all stared wide-eyed.

What? ?Tian, ​​Tianfu master? ! !

Wen Qiushi didn't know anything about the outside world.

Their ears became quiet, there was no sound, and all the scenes in their sights disappeared. From the moment they wrote, they only had unfinished charms in their eyes, and they only focused on the pen and ink blooming on the paper. look like.

He? The whole person is immersed in the joy of drawing the runes.

The black clouds that were pressing down on Lanyue City dissipated in a short time, and the wind that was blocked by the clouds before was blowing continuously.

The sweltering weather swept away.

Above Longyuetai, there was only a thin layer of cloud and mist left, which blocked the sun for a whole morning, and the last piece of cloud crossed over to Phnom Penh.

Then in the breeze, the haze dissipated, and the misty clouds gradually dispersed in all directions.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and mist and sprinkled down.

Wen Qiushi put down the last stroke, and gradually came out of the realm of drawing talismans, and heard a commotion in his ears.

A slender figure walked down the jade steps, across the farthest distance from Longyuetai, staring at him with shallow eyes, passed through the disciple Chu Tianlin and other talisman masters, and passed through hundreds of talisman masters in the arena. Step by step towards the youth.

Chu Baiyue's footsteps are not hurried or slow, neither light nor heavy?

But every step seems to have taken a lot of effort, and it even makes people doubt that a person who only needs one move to kill the beast still has? Doesn't he have the strength to take the next step.

The eyes of Long Yuetai inside and outside were all attracted by the figure who suddenly left the stage, with strong curiosity.

Getting off during the Talisman Dao Competition was in progress, which could be called a disrespectful act. It didn't seem like something the head of the Chu family would do, but he ended up.

Everyone's eyes fell on Chu Baiyue, looking at him? They saw that the Chu Patriarch, who used to be indifferent to emotions, could easily see his emotions at this moment.

——Careful, the whole person seems to be wandering between the nine heavens and the endless hell.

Not to mention the Nanling disciples who are familiar with the Patriarch, even those who know nothing about Chu Baiyue can see his gaffe at this time.

The noise gradually fell silent, and it quieted down unconsciously.

The sight that fell on Chu Baiyue followed all the way, and slowly stopped on a young man who was near the edge of Long Yuetai.

Wen Qiushi made the last stroke, and the first ray of sunshine that broke through the haze also fell.

Sprinkle it on him impartially.

In an instant, the young man was immersed in the warm sunlight, which was too dazzling.

At the same time, that slender figure came to him? and clasped the wrist holding the pen.Chu Bai's fingers with clear knuckles tightened, trembling slightly, holding the thin and white wrist.

His expression was stunned, his shallow eyes stared at the young man in front of him, his deep and gentle voice spanned for an unknown amount of time, and he called again softly.

"Wen Yu—"