Mrs. Fox is too serious!

Jiang Xundao squirmed like a caterpillar on the bed, and didn't get up for a long time. She gritted her teeth and looked at Bai Taki, who was watching the fun, dissatisfied: "Hurry up and help me up. "

"I'm just a strand of primordial spirit, how can I support you." Bai Taki sat at the table with her legs crossed, curled her lips, she reached out to brush the teapot on the table, and her white hand that exuded a faint golden light just passed through , she motioned Jiang Xundao to take a look, and then said, "I can't even lift a teapot, how can I help you?"

Jiang Xundao pouted his buttocks, looked sideways at Bai Taki, frowned and said, "Don't fool me, when you hit me last time, I didn't see you being lighter."

"Perhaps it was because of your urgency, the heart that wanted to hit you was extremely firm, and this is where the miracle happened." Bai Taki shrugged, stood up nonchalantly, then walked to the bed, stretched out his hand in front of Jiang Xundao Shaking, then smiled and slapped Jiang Xundao hard on the buttocks, and said with a cheap smile: "It's like this."

"Pa..." With a crisp sound, Jiang Xundao's face turned pale, and after struggling for a long time to get up, Bai Taki slapped him down again.

Jiang Xundao was out of breath, lying on the bed panting, and yelled at Bai Taki: "You bastard, you are too much!!!"

Bai Taki chuckled, looked at Jiang Xundao who was in a panic, and laughed twice: "I think you are the little bastard, not only a bastard, but also a stupid as hell."

Jiang Xundao lay on his stomach in silence, and after a while, he turned his head to look at Bai Taki quietly and said, "Bai Taki, you think I can't deal with you."

"Then tell me, what method do you want to use to deal with me?" Bai Taki sat on the side of the bed calmly, cupped his face and looked at her with a smile.

Jiang Xundao snorted twice and said, "That little golden egg in my body, when I get better, believe it or not, I'll crush it."

"You???" Bai Taki's expression changed upon hearing this, and she stood up abruptly.

Seeing Bai Taki's changed expression, Jiang Xundao hurriedly said, "I caught your sore feet. If you don't listen to me, I'll crush it!"

"Get up, I just help you up, what can you do, maybe you want me to help you out." Bai Taki's face turned pale and dark again, and it took her a long time before she gritted her teeth and grabbed Jiang Xundao's hand for a while. Pull her up.

"Where's Heichi?" Jiang Xundao sat up with all his strength, and she looked around, only to find that Heichi and those little monsters were not in the house.

"They are all guarding outside the door. Your senior sister Mu is afraid that they will disturb you, so she told them to go out and wait." Bai Taki looked at her quietly.

"Heichi, come in." Jiang Xundao ignored her, and she coughed lightly.

The closed door was suddenly pushed open, and Jiang Xundao saw a group of dark figures rushing towards her, throwing her down on the bed. .

"It hurts, it hurts." Jiang Xundao grabbed the little pear that was hugging his face and licking his forehead with one hand, pushed away the little spirit monkey that was rubbing against his chest with the other hand, and brushed away the squeaking monkey that was hovering above his head. parrot.

"Junior Sister Xundao, are you alright?" Hei Chi lay between her legs, squinted his eyes happily and raised his head, with two bear paws resting on her thighs.

Jiang Xundao endured the pain with a pale face. She looked up at the happy little monsters one by one, smiled and said softly: "I'm fine, you get up first."

Today's discussion on the dojo is the last competition.

And the final contenders for the winner's seat were the two female disciples Qing Yun Gong Mu Shang and Yun Hua Gu Lan Yi You.

All the ascetics looked at it all the way, and they all felt that Mu Chang was going to be the leader of the Dao Discussion Conference twice in a row. Leng Yunkang, who was standing under the ring, was pale and clutching his chest. He looked at the ring silently. A cool and beautiful woman in blue.

Yesterday, he was competing against Lan Yiyou. He couldn't forget that the moment he entered the stage, he was forced into a corner by the overwhelming spiritual power that made him unable to resist at all. With two moves, he only played against Lan Yiyou. Yau's subordinates made two moves, and the game was lost.

But I don't know why Lan Yiyou didn't knock him down or knocked him out of the ring. Instead, he kept procrastinating with him. Others couldn't see it and thought they were evenly matched, but Leng Yunkang knew that this was Lan Yiyou. tactics, until the final victory with blue.

It was precisely because of this that people under the ring today thought that although Lan Yiyou was powerful, he couldn't beat Mu Chang.

He didn't think so, his chest was still aching, Leng Yunkang took a deep breath and felt his heart and lungs trembling, and finally Lan Yiyou came towards him, the palm that hit his chest, at that moment he thought he was with him The god of death passed by, and the moment he fell to the ground, his breathing seemed to stop for a few seconds, and the severe pain made him curl up and couldn't get up.

Fenghua Gu Lan Yiyou, this woman is by no means simple, Leng Yunkang stared at Lan Yiyou, who was fighting Mu Chang, with lingering fear, clutching his chest.

They are just probing now. I heard that Lan Yiyou's Yulei Jue and Mu Shang's Tianqing Sword Art have not yet been used. The two amazingly powerful sword arts of Qingyun Palace and Fenghua Valley, I want to come to them today It's a feast for the eyes.

There was silence under the arena, but the battle was fierce on the arena. The moment Mu Shang and Lan Yiyou passed by, they could only hear the slight ripping of the clothes on their shoulders. It fluttered in the air for a long time before slowly landing.

Mu Chang turned her head for a glance, her eyes narrowed, a small crack was cut on the clothes on her shoulders, and her snow-white skin was faintly visible. She turned around slowly, and tightened her sword hand.

Almost at the same time, Lan Yiyou also turned to look at her. She coldly glanced at the hair that fell on the ring, then raised her eyes to look at Mu Chang, her tightly pursed lips suddenly raised slightly: "Senior Sister Mu really deserves her reputation!" ?”

"Junior Sister Lan is the same." Mu Chang raised her lips and smiled, her eyes shining brightly on Lan Yiyou.

"I've always heard that Qingyun Palace's Sky Blue Sword Art is unparalleled in the world. Thinking about it today will definitely open my eyes?" Lan Yiyou clenched the sword tightly, staring at Mu Shang with her dark and deep eyes, her beautiful face was cold , the green silk dress is flying, which makes her look like a fairy.

Mu Chang smiled lightly, she lowered her eyes and said, "Fenghua Valley's Thunder Control Sword Art can attract the power of heaven and thunder to control the gods, and I want to see it today."

The two women under the arena are both beautiful, one is cold and proud, the other is gentle and smiling, everyone doesn't know who to look at, their eyes keep wandering between the two of them.

Today's only competition is undoubtedly the most solemn and highly anticipated day in the half month since the Dao Discussion Conference was held. Almost all righteous people who came to participate in the competition stood under the ring, as well as the sect master of Tianqin Sect, Qing Yun The three masters of Gongfeng Huagu Chanyin Temple were also sitting under the ring, and their eyes also fell on Mu Shang and Lan Yiyou.

Leng Qiushui watched Lan Yiyou pull out the Shuanghua Sword in the ring. The blue sword was engraved with complicated patterns. As soon as the sword was pulled out, it seemed that the wind had stopped, and everyone stared at the sword in her hand.

This is the first time that Lan Yiyou has drawn her sword out of its sheath. No one knows the name of the sword in her hand. When the sword is drawn out of the sheath, the air around seems to be colder. white light.

Under the arena, someone whispered to the people beside him: "Could it be the Shuanghua Sword of Fenghua Valley? No one can pull it out, I didn't expect Fenghuagu to give this sword to such a disciple whose name has never been heard before, could this woman be the next head of Fenghuagu?"

Standing behind Leng Qiushui, Yin Li frowned, and quickly turned his head to look at that person. The cold light flashed in his sharp eyes as if he wanted to swallow people alive.

The man quickly fell silent, dragging the people beside him to dare not speak anymore.

But as soon as his words came out, everyone became excited. The Shuanghua Sword, one of the three great swords, is the supreme treasure of Fenghua Valley.

Tian Qing, the head of the Qingyun Palace with a purple robe and a slightly immature face, smiled and turned to look at Leng Qiushui, narrowed his narrow eyes and said with a slight smile: "Master Leng, I didn't expect that the noble sect would have someone who can pull out frost." Hua Jian's disciple."

Leng Qiushui raised his head slightly, and said with a smirk: "This little girl Mu is a disciple carefully taught by Brother Tianqing. If we want to fight her, then we You'er must have such a magic weapon beside us." Body?"

The abbot of Chanyin Temple clasped his hands together, and the benevolent old man smiled softly: "The magic weapon next to him is the Shuanghua Sword? It seems that Leng Shizhu, the leader of this Dao Discussion Conference, is determined to win it."

Leng Qiushui smiled and did not speak, the smile on her face was a bit cold, this time she specially brought the Shuanghua Sword to Lan Yiyou, one is that Lan Yiyou is indeed the only one who can pull out the sword in a hundred years Disciple, the second is that she must win this Dao Discussion Conference.

Although Fenghuagu and Qingyungong Chanyin Temple belong to the three sects of the righteous way, since the Great War between Zheng and Demon a hundred years ago, most of the powerful elders in Fenghuagu have died in the demon forest, and even the head of the sect has also fallen because of this. Leng Qiushui hastily succeeded to the throne, and he was the youngest and the youngest among the heads of the three major sects.

Among the young disciples of Fenghuagu's sect, the only one who stood out and made her treat her differently was Lan Yiyou, who was a teacher five years ago.

At the Dao Discussion Conference last time, Yin Li, who she was most optimistic about, was not in the top ten. In the end, Qingyun Palace took the top spot, followed by Chanyin Temple. Fenghua Valley's reputation was greatly damaged because of this. Many people said that Fenghua Valley is now It is no longer considered the three major factions.

When such rumors spread to Leng Qiushui, how could she swallow this breath? What Fenghuagu needs most now is to rectify its name at the Dao Discussion Conference. As long as this leader is won, the world will know that Fenghuagu's disciples are not inferior A disciple of Qingyun Palace.

The cloudless sky suddenly darkened, and everyone looked at the ring with bated breath.

Lan Yiyou, who pulled out the Shuanghua sword, pinched the sword art and hung in the air. She closed her eyes and pointed the tip of the sword to the sky. A purple-black electric current faintly flashed across the blue sword, and a huge tornado swept across her head. Underneath, black clouds and lightning brewed faintly, her figure was completely engulfed by the whirlwind, and no one else could see her figure.

Mu Chang, who was standing on the stage, had already drawn his sword out of its sheath. Hearing that the sword in Mu Chang's hand was given to her by the head of Qingyun Palace himself, although others don't know the name, they also know that it is by no means ordinary.

Mu Chang stood with her hands behind her back. She looked up at Lan Yiyou in mid-air, and could faintly hear the sound of swords in the huge airflow oppressing her surroundings. A huge yin-yang fish suddenly appeared, surrounded by blue light and white mist, and she loomed in it. The cold white sword body slowly began to be dyed blue, until finally the sword came out of her hand and circled around the yin-yang above her head. The fish began to spin slowly.