Lady Dijun is a flower

Ye Dongli pushed the unsealed wine jar to the two of them, bowed his head and took the unopened jar, took off the lid and placed it in front of him, with a face full of victory.

Qing Zuo and Fei Xian didn't respond, so Ye Dongli casually clicked Fei Xian and said, "I guess Qing Zuo doesn't know anything about it. You should know a little bit about punching, right? Why don't we come first?"

Fei Xian uttered, holding back a smile in his heart, he was about to reach out his hand, but was interrupted by a voice from the side.

"you can teach me."

Ye Dongli and Feixian were taken aback by this, and they turned to look at him at the same time.Qing Zuo still sat across from him calmly, not feeling how amazing what he said just now.

Ye Dongli leaned forward and asked, "Do you want to play?"

Although I poured a glass for each of them just now, it was just to take care of the atmosphere. Kiyosaku would punch him and drink with him, which is really impossible to dream of.

But seeing that Zuo stretched out his hands from his cuffs and put them on the table, as if preparing to start school, Ye Dongli made a few punching gestures awkwardly, always feeling like he was leading a child badly.

But it's rare for him to be interested, so it's okay to play with it.

"See, that's it."

Obviously just for fun, Qing Zuo's hands made a few punching gestures, but they were not serious, the fingers were relaxed and relaxed, just like casting spells.

Ye Dongli wanted to laugh when he saw it.

Stretch out your hand to correct him, pinch the other's fingertips and press down, "That's almost what it means, but you don't have to use so much force, relax, the back of your hand doesn't need to be so tight."

Ye Donglishou just had a meal, and his body is hot, but Kiyosaku's body has been in a cool state all year round. When the skin touches, you can feel the temperature difference between each other.

Qing Zuo raised his eyelashes to look at Ye Dongli's well-defined eyebrows, and his eyes fell away quickly and slowly.

"I understand."

"Okay, this society will be replaced by another one."

……

The gesture of punching is relatively simple, just five or six times, changing back and forth.He didn't do it fast, and Qing Zuo basically learned it after just a few glances.

But when he started playing, his reaction was always slower than that of Ye Dongli, so he could only pick up the wine cup and pour it into his stomach cup by cup. Later, he gradually became proficient and began to overtake Ye Dongli.

Especially after drinking half a pot of wine, Ye Dongli was a little overwhelmed, and his reaction speed was not as good as before. On the contrary, Qing Zuo drank more than him and still looked normal, his fair skin was not red at all.

Finally Ye Dongli was defeated, drank the last sip of wine in the altar and shook his head begging for mercy.

"I can't drink anymore..."

Feixian, who was watching the play nearby, hurriedly laughed and shouted: "I would like to admit defeat, go and yell at the old fish seller three times that you like her!"

Qing Zuo glanced at him, "You don't have to go."

Ye Dongli was lying on the table and his eyes were dizzy. He forced himself to get up, and waved his hand: "The big man promises a thousand gold, I can't pay for this little prize."

As he said that, he staggered towards the stern of the boat, and Feixian hurriedly chased after him to watch the excitement. He wanted to drag Qing Zuo together, but this guy just sat there motionless like a piece of stone sculpture, exuding an aggressive air all over his body. air conditioner.I can't figure out who made him unhappy again.

After a while, there was a plop from the stern of the boat, and Feixian came back laughing, clutching his stomach, and sat down next to Qingzuo, out of breath when speaking.

"I'm so funny, Qingzuo, it's a pity you didn't see it, it was so funny just now!"

Qing Zuo just looked at the stern of the boat, "What about him?"

"I was kicked into the water by the old fish seller, hey! Where are you going, Qing Zuo?"

Ye Dongli stood up from the water in a daze, holding on to the stern of the boat to climb up. His mind, which was drowsy from drinking just now, was a little sobered by the cold water in the river, but his body was still weak, and his body was still weak. I'm sorry.

Just as he looked up to find someone to help him, he saw Qing Zuo who was a little flustered standing at the stern of the boat looking around, and hurriedly said, "Qing Zuo is here, here! Give me a hand quickly."

Unexpectedly, after Qing Zuo came over, he didn't stretch out his hand, but bent down and held his waist with both hands and picked him up from the river. He subconsciously hugged Qing Zuo's shoulders and turned half a circle in mid-air. It's the same as he often holds small rice cakes.

Ye Dongli was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly tried to cover up his embarrassment by arranging his clothes after his feet hit the ground.

When he lowered his head, he found that his belt was washed away by the river, and his trousers were hanging loosely on his waist. He quickly pulled the waistband of his trousers and leaned against Qing Zuo's back to block it.

"After finishing the cleaning work, my belt was washed away by the river. But it's okay, there are not many people here, you can cover and go ashore to buy a hemp rope."

Qing Zuo turned to look at his distressed appearance, took off the headband that bound his hair, and handed it to him.

Ye Dongli was taken aback after receiving it, looking at Qing Zuo's loose black hair, an inexplicable feeling flashed in his heart.

Her hair fell loosely on her shoulders, covering half of her side face. Compared with the previous coldness and non-eating fireworks, she was more approachable and elegant, which made people feel happy involuntarily and wanted to get closer.

Ye Dongli didn't say any polite words, and took his hair tie and put on his pants first.

He also touched his hair casually, Qingzuo looked at him, and Ye Dongli smiled and took his hand away.

"I said, don't be angry. Although I don't think it's good to say that a man is beautiful, I really can't help but want to praise you. You are so beautiful. I have never seen someone so beautiful like you when I grow up. .Is it because you are so beautiful in the heavenly world, that you make your life so beautiful?"

Qing Zuo lowered his eyes, "You are fine too."

"What?" Ye Dongli paused, pointing at his own face, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

Qing Zuo turned around, his eyes lightly passing over him.

Ye Dongli couldn't help but reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Unexpectedly, you can also speak sweet words to make others happy. I still think you are a piece of wood that doesn't understand the style. That's what men should be like. Next time I meet the one I like Girl, don't be cowardly, just praise her like this, with your face, you will definitely be able to praise her so much that she can't be found. When the time comes..."

He approached Qing Zuo's ear, showing a wretched smile, "She's at your disposal."

Facing Shangye Dongli's starry eyes, Qingzuo raised his hand and pulled his arm from his shoulder, and walked straight.

It made Ye Dongli a little confused, obviously the atmosphere was good, why did he get angry again while talking?

Is there anything wrong with the experience he imparted...

Back on the cruise ship, Ye Wuju also came back, both of them leaned their heads on the table and fell asleep, Ye Dongli asked Ye Wuju to take Feixian back to sleep first, and then turned his head and used his arms He bumped his elbow against Qing Zuo, "Drink me like this, you have to be responsible for walking around with me to sober up."

The two walked side by side on the river bank, Ye Dongli opened his mouth and yawned big, Qing Zuo looked at him from behind, his hair was blown a little by the wind blowing from the river.

"Go back when you're tired."

Ye Dongli hurriedly suppressed the half-yawned yawn, tried to widen his eyes, and turned to look at Qing Zuo.

The twinkling eyes are a bit like a little leopard that has found its prey.

"I'm surprised, how can you drink so much? In the past tens of thousands of years, basically no one in Banzehuang can drink me. You are the first person to drink me down." He walked forward two steps , staring closely at Qing Zuo's eyes. "Say, are you cheating?"

Qing Zuo met his gaze, looked at it for a while, and nodded slightly.

"It is."

Ye Dongli was shocked, he even admitted it!

Quickly asked: "How did you cheat? I asked the boatman to bring the wine. You are not familiar with the place in Banzehuang, so they will not obey your orders at all, and you just drank in front of your face. You didn't even Chances are dropped."

Qing Zuo pondered for a moment, "Wine is real wine, and I drank it, but I won't get drunk."

Ye Dongli was a little confused by what was said.

"Not drunk?"

"Immortals will not get drunk on wine."

"..."

Immortals don't get drunk?That is to say, the two of them knew that they were destined to lose from the time they suggested punching and drinking to win or lose?

God, it turns out that I have been being laughed at after drinking for a long time.

Ye Dongli patted his forehead, which was a little dull, and nodded in the air.

"I didn't expect you to play tricks again, Qing Zuo, isn't it fun to watch me kneel on the ground and make a fool of myself?"

Qing Zuo looked at the smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, and looked away calmly.

"I did not see."

"Did you not see it or didn't you see it?"

Qing Zuo turned his head and seemed a little puzzled, "What's the difference?"

"The difference is big. If you didn't see it, you didn't want to see it. If you didn't see it, it was because the old woman kicked me too fast. You didn't have time to watch it!"

Saying that, Ye Dongli turned his head and rubbed his butt, with a still painful expression on his face.

Qing Zuo looked at him, remained silent for a long while and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

"Nonsense, I'll give you a try."

In the end, he ordered this lottery by himself. He wanted to see people laugh at him, but he dug a hole and jumped into it himself.Every year, geese will be pecked by geese.

There is no one to blame for this except himself.Who would have thought that the old woman would be so vicious, and she would not save him face in front of such a person, and she was also a famous desolate owner after all, if she kicked into the water, she would kick into the water.

If Qing Zuo hadn't come to support him, he would have to run all the way home with his pants in his hands.

He sighed, and just about to say let's go there for a stroll, he saw Qing Zuo took out the purse from his sleeve, untied the tie, took his hand and poured it inside for a while Ye Dongli looked at the few circles in his palm. Liu Tang Wan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, looking up at Qing Zuo.

"give me?"

Qing Zuo put away the purse silently, "You won't feel sad when you don't say it's uncomfortable."

Ye Dongli clenched the sugar in his heart tightly, and he still remembered what he said casually.

He walked over and stuffed those few candies into Qing Zuo's mouth, making him frown.

Seeing Qing Zuo's distorted expression, Ye Dongli raised his eyebrows.

"I think Dijun needs more sugar than me."

……

The two were walking along the river bank, watching more and more lights gathered in front of them, Qing Zuo looked at everything with an indifferent attitude, Ye Dongli was just the opposite, even if there was a big movement, Qing Zuo would be dragged away The dog jumped and squeezed in to join in the fun.

Before passing a small stall, I was stopped by a girl.

"Brothers, buy a colorful stone. I picked this stone from the river of prayer, Baoling!"

Ye Dongli turned around when he heard the sound, and the girl who sold the stone saw his expression froze, and then laughed.

"It turns out to be Lord Desolate Lord. Why are you free to go out for a stroll during the Colorful Festival this year? With such a handsome young master, where are you planning to go?"

Ye Dongli took Qing Zuo's arm and walked a few steps forward, "Isn't there a friend who came from afar, take him to see the infinite scenery of our Banzehuang."

"Scenery, indeed. We dare not say anything else in this deserted area, but the bone-chilling cool wind on the river and the firelight that replaces the sun are absolutely impossible to see elsewhere. You must take your friends to enjoy it. fan."

Ye Dongli couldn't help but laugh when she teased her, "Your words are really more interesting."

"You are not as humorous as Desolate Lord."

The girl looked at Qing Zuo's face that couldn't see the waves, and wanted to say hello, but she was too frightened to dare.

She took out two colorful stones from her stall and handed them over, "If nothing else, I'll give these two colorful stones to Desolate Lord to express my feelings to your friend. It's the same sentence, Bao Ling , if it doesn’t work, you can come back and find me.”

What the girl said was swearing, and Ye Dongli could only regard it as a businessman's usual flattery.Randomly took out one of the two colorful stones and stuffed it into Qing Zuo's hand.

"Thank you, one piece is enough."

The girl looked at the seven-colored stone left in her hand and was a little puzzled, "But you are not two..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Dongli on the opposite side put his arms around Qing Zuo's shoulders, hugged him in his arms, and pulled his black hair that fell on his shoulders behind his ears.

Looking at each other's eyes, there is an indescribable infatuation.

The girl suddenly understood, swallowed her saliva, smiled and bowed: "I wish you two grow old together and enjoy each other forever."

Both of them walked away from the small stone stall, Ye Dongli still grabbed Qing Zuo's arm and laughed.

He smiled and asked, "Did you see that little girl's expression just now? With her mouth so wide open, she really thinks our relationship is ridiculous, don't you think?"

Seeing his exaggerated smile, Qing Zuo just walked forward quietly.Suddenly asked: "Is it ridiculous?"

"Of course it's ridiculous!"

Ye Dongli wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, not noticing the fading light in the eyes of the people around him.

He didn't think deeply about the meaning of Qing Zuo's question, but he just felt that he was just making a joke, and the little girl still seemed to believe it.Are Banzehuang's children so innocent and easy to deceive now?

He stretched out his hand: "Give me the stone."

Qing Zuo handed it over, and Ye Dongli took out a short knife from his waist, and carved it on the stone surface. Every character he wrote was twisted and crooked, and it was impossible to tell the number without looking carefully.

Qing Zuo didn't want to care about him at first, but when he glanced at him inadvertently and saw his name, a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

Going closer to take a closer look, seeing the wish the other party made on the stone, his face turned red immediately, and he stretched out his hand to grab it.

While the two were tugging, the colorful stone was thrown into the wishing river at once. Ye Dongli stared dumbfounded at the colorful stone that fell in face-down, took a breath, and turned to look at Qing Zuo.

"It is rumored that if the colorful stones fall face-down into the water, things will backfire."

Qing Zuo's face was still flushed with a thin layer of red, probably because of the tugging with him just now, and his breath was also a little unstable.Looking at Ye Dongli, he didn't understand what he said.

Ye Dongli looked at the stones that had sunk into the bottom of the river and felt a little regretful, but then he thought about it, anyway, he and Qing Zuo are both men, so he can give birth or can he give birth?

Besides, he just wanted to make a joke and amuse Qing Zuo.

Then he waved his hand, "Forget it, just face down."

Anyway, the target has already been teased by him so that his face is blushing.

"You're so boring."

The moment they passed by, Qing Zuo left this sentence and left the river bank alone, obviously a little annoyed at the absurd words Ye Dongli had just written on the colorful stone.

Ye Dongli hurried to catch up, and smiled apologetically from behind.

"Didn't that girl brag about Baoling? I saw how she refuted it when I saw it? Don't be angry, Qing Zuo, can I buy candy for you? Don't go so fast, wait for me..."

Looking at the back that was fading away in front of him, Ye Dongli was panting and couldn't keep up with Qing Zuo's footsteps, only then did he realize that the joke seemed to have gone too far.

What to do now?

Seeing that Zuo was about to leave his field of vision, Ye Dongli suddenly took out the flute from his waist and played it, accompanied by the melodious sound of the wind whistling past his ears, and all the noises around him were eliminated, as if he had been blown away in an instant. Pulled into a quiet rain.

Contrary to Ye Dongli's temperament, his flute sound always carries an indescribable sadness. He wants to catch but can't catch, wants to escape but can't escape, and in the end he can only be forced to bear what he doesn't want to face. Right everything.Just like this poignant melody, soft and lingering.

Qing Zuo stopped in front of him.

Ye Dongli walked slowly while blowing the flute, until the moment the sound of the flute stopped, everything was silent in the world, only two figures standing shoulder to shoulder by the river bank were left, and the water in the wishing river slowly flowing into the distance Voice.

"Does it sound good?"

He no longer dared to ask Qing Zuo if he was still angry, and his intuition told him that if this guy got angry, he might be harder to coax than that little bastard Ye Wuzhi.

Qing Zuo was really distracted by him, looking at the flute in his hand, "What's the name of the song?"

"nameless."

Qing Zuo raised his eyes and looked at him with a little surprise.

Ye Dongli smiled and repeated: "The song is called nameless."

There is nothing in the ability, where is the dust.Some things, once given too much meaning, will be cumbersome, so it is better to be simple, to return to the basics and live more easily.

"very good."

Qing Zuo suddenly said such a sentence without beginning or end, and he didn't know whether he was praising him for his good bragging, or for getting the name well, Ye Dongli took it all as his praise.

Shang caught up and said, "Do you want me to teach you?"

Seeing Qingzuo looking at himself with a look of surprise, Ye Dongli smiled maliciously.

"But you will definitely never learn it all your life, because no one in the world can play this song completely except me." He handed the hole flute in his hand to Qing Zuo, "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Qing Zuo saw that the Dongxiao he handed over was not accepted.Just ask, "Why?"

"I wrote this song myself. I used the magic talisman in the magic sound collection, and added some spells in it. Except for me, who casts the spell, no one else can play or sing it."

Speaking of this night, Dong Li looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh, "Speaking of which, you are the first one who has heard this song in its entirety. I originally wrote it to give to my mother, but unfortunately she didn't have time to listen to it. "

He lifted his robe and sat down on the shore, looking at the layered surface of the water, covering his face and closing his eyes tiredly.

Although it has been many years, Mrs. Huasha still appears in front of my eyes every time I play this flute. Her voice and smile are still the same, and she has not been eroded by the wind and sand of the years.

She told herself that as long as she played the hole flute, she would appear.But he has been playing for tens of thousands of years, why hasn't she come once...

Ye Dongli felt the moisture on his fingertips, put down his hand and grabbed a handful of fine sand on the ground, and let it flow away between his fingers.

"Actually, when I was young, I really wanted to see the world outside Banzehuang. I wanted to see the majestic and majestic mountains. I wanted to see the spring and scenery when the ice and snow melted. I wanted to see the rotation of the seasons. I wanted to see the change of day and night. I wanted to see People outside wanted to see a lot. But then I didn’t see anything, and instead lost everything I had.”

Qing Zuo stood behind him, looking at the slightly trembling shoulders, his fingertips tightened a little bit.

Ye Dongli buried his head in his arms, and gave a wry smile: "I have changed from a beggar in ragged clothes and starved of food to the devil's adoptive son. They all said that my fate is good, and I can be killed by the devil if I am lucky." I respect you, but I think I am the most unlucky person in the world, not one of them. Do you know what is the most painful thing in life?"

Qingzuo remained silent, and Ye Dongli leaned on his knees and turned his head to look at him: "It's what you want, not what you need. You say that people are alive, why can't they do whatever they want? You have to be constantly forced to accept what you don't want Yes, being forced to lose what you hold dear. It’s too hard, it’s too hard for us all.”

……

That night, Dongli talked to Qing Zuo a lot on the bank, some of which were not, and those things that were hidden in his heart that he was too embarrassed to tell others all poured out with the help of alcohol.

Qing Zuo is a very good confidant, he just listens silently, never speaks, like a vast tide accepting all his unwillingness and resentment.

Later, I heard Ye Wuju say that he was carried home from the praying river by Qing Zuo, and he was put on the bed and hugged his neck and refused to let go. He and Fei Xian worked together to pull him away from Qing Zuo.

Ye Dongli covered his head and really realized what it means to be drunk. He felt dizzy when he sat up, and was forced to lie on the bed for a day. When he woke up the next day, Qing Zuo had already prepared meals for the children.

Looking at the porridge in the bowl, Ye Dongli stirred it with a spoon, but he didn't send it to his mouth for a long time.

"Don't want to drink?"

Ye Dongli paused his shaking hands, looked up at Qing Zuo and shook his head, showing a faint smile: "No, I just thought these three days passed so quickly, you will be leaving in a blink of an eye, I am a bit reluctant."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, put down the bowl and looked at Qingzuo.

"Why don't you compare your archery skills with me before you leave, but according to the rules of the Demon Race, the loser will have his name engraved on his body by the victor. How dare you, Monarch?"

Chapter 62 As soon as these words came out, both Feixian and Ye Wuju on the opposite side of the dining table put down their bowls and chopsticks, and looked at Ye Dongli in horror.

It doesn't matter if we get along very well, why is there a duel all of a sudden.

Seeing that Qingzuo didn't respond, Feixian approached the two of them cautiously and said: "Comparison is comparison, and you have to engrave your name on your body, you demons are too inhumane."

Although Ye Wuju also felt that something was wrong, but when Feixian brought the demons together to sarcastically, he couldn't help snorting, squinting at him: "If you can't afford to lose, don't play. I think everyone is as cowardly as your celestial clan Cowardly."

"Who are you calling cowardly!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again in front of a bunch of children, Qing Zuo grabbed the bowl and threw it on the ground eagerly, "Yes."

"...You are crazy, Qing Zuo, this kid may have something bad in his stomach, and then he will use some heresy, you..."

Ye Dongli got up, tore off a rag from the tablecloth, and compared it a few times on his face, his tone was still as relaxed as ever: "I'm blindfolded, the emperor can do whatever he wants."

Seeing him pick up the bow and arrow hanging on the wall, he got up and walked out.Feixian looked at his receding back and asked Ye Wuzhi: "Has your brother always been so capricious?"

Just now there was a happy smiling face, but in a blink of an eye such a bloody duel was about to happen.The face-changing singer in an opera has to cover his head with his sleeve.

Even if this is the rule of their demon clan, but I and Qing Zuo are not demon clan members at all. Is it necessary to be so serious between friends?I really don't understand.

Ye Wuju also got up and left with Ye Dongli, and before stepping out the door, he looked back at Qingzuo, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"He was so capricious only when he met the emperor."

Leaving aside such endless words and walking away, Feixian was even more confused.At first he wanted to eat a few more mouthfuls, but when he turned around, he saw Kiyosaku standing up. He was too embarrassed to be crowded here with a group of children as an adult, so he reluctantly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and followed him out.

The four people came to the backyard and saw a target standing behind the pile of burning stones, but it was not a wooden sign with concentric circles, but a windmill spinning in the wind. .

The windmill was pierced with many holes. It seems that Ye Dongli is going to test shoot the windmill today in comparison with Qing Zuo.

But the windmill keeps spinning, how do we aim at it?

Fei Xian pointed at the windmill in bewilderment, "How do you shoot this?"

Ye Dongli blindfolded his eyes with a rag, and slowly drew the bow back fully, "The four blades of this windmill are of different sizes, the smallest one will score the highest, and the largest one will score the lowest."

As soon as the words fell, the arrow stretched on the string flew out in an instant, penetrated the hole in the smallest blade of the windmill, and nailed it straight to the wall.

The windmill was still whirling, looking at Feixian made his neck feel cold, his eyes wandered back and forth between Ye Dongli and the arrows nailed to the wall, Ye Dongli gave people the impression that he was always a fool Seemingly incompetent, although thinking this way is a bit judging by appearance, but he really didn't see that this person would have such superb archery skills.

Can't help looking at Qing Zuo with some worry, seeing that he received the bow and arrow from Ye Dongli, slowly raised the bow and aimed it at the windmill.

"You can aim."

Although Qing Zuo has been almost obsessed with practicing kung fu since he was a child, he also specializes in it, and he usually spends more time practicing swords than others.

I really haven't seen him try archery a few times.

If he lost to Ye Dongli, would it be possible for him to engrave his name on his body?

Since ancient times, sinners have tattooed scratches on their bodies to remind them of their sins.Qing Zuo is the head of the gods in the heavens. If the news of being engraved on the body by the leader of the demon clan spreads out, it will definitely make the heavens lose face. At that time, the twelve old antiques may not be sure how to make a fuss about this matter, Qing If you do it, you will suffer.

But in the current situation, he couldn't help saying no. Ye Dongli made an invitation to Qing Zuo, so he had no position to refuse. Besides, Qing Zuo had agreed to Ye Dongli, and it would be too shameless to go back on his word.

Ye Dongli looked at Qing Zuoxian's five fingers that were tightened little by little. The seemingly soft and weak fingers burst out with extraordinary strength at that moment. The wind blowing on the taut arrow string could hear the buzzing. buzzing sound.

Ye Dongli looked at the direction the arrow was aiming at, and stood aside: "Two wins in three rounds, you don't have to be too nervous."

Until the arrow pierced the tip of the shortest blade of the windmill, the pupils of the other three suddenly narrowed. The smallest blade is only about three inches long. With the windmill spinning so fast, it is very rare to be able to hit it. He even shot at the sharpest point.

You should know that the closer to the outer edge of the fan blade, the faster the rotation speed, and the harder it is to aim.

Feixian didn't expect his archery skills to be so amazing. Usually, he would carry a thousand times with him wherever he went. Even when threatening him, he raised his sword and dropped it. He didn't expect that he practiced archery so well in secret. It's really hidden.

He walked up to Qing Zuo and said with a smile: "I don't think there is any need to continue the competition. The winner or loser is obvious. They all hit the most difficult position of this windmill, and there is no new trick to come out of the competition."

Ye Dongli looked at the hollow at the tip of the windmill, and smiled meaningfully: "I don't think so."

He blindfolded his eyes again, took out four arrows from the quiver, and shot them all at once, when he heard a neat snapping sound, and a small hole appeared at the tips of the four fan blades on the windmill at the same time.

Now the smile that was still on Feixian's face just now froze on the corner of his mouth. It is true that the strong are even stronger. Although in his heart, Qingzu must be unmatched, but now seeing Ye Dongli This superb archery technique, still can't help but feel admiration.

It turns out that there are such people dormant in the demon clan that has always been despised by the Six Realms.

Ye Dongli tore off the black cloth from his face, and handed the arrow to Qing Zuo, "Don't let me down, I still want to play with you until the third round."

Qing Zuo accepted the bow and arrow he handed over with a blank face, but did not answer.

Just looking at the already riddled windmill in the distance, the speed is getting faster and faster.Qing Zuo took out an arrow from the quiver, and Fei Xian who was next to him hurriedly dissuaded him: "He shot all four arrows, so if you shoot one arrow, you will lose!"

Qing Zuo still only took out an arrow and put it on the arrow string. Before shooting, he glanced at Ye Dongli, who was also looking at him.

The four eyes met, Ye Dongli responded with a bright smile, Qing Zuo lowered his eyes lightly, turned his head and continued to look at the windmill in front of him.

Seeing how stubborn he is, Feixian almost burst into tears.

How could one arrow defeat three?

Qing Zuo is usually not stupid, so why can't he turn the corner.

With a whistling sound, the arrow shot straight towards the center of the windmill, but it missed any part of the windmill. Instead, it just happened to get stuck on the rotating shaft in the middle, stopping the blades of the windmill.

Both Feixian and Ye Wuju were taken aback for a moment, some didn't understand the situation in front of them, so Ye Dongli clapped his hands and applauded.

"A man is like an arrow, and this arrow really has your style."

Qing Zuo put down the bow in his hand and returned it to him.

Ye Wuzhi looked at the arrow stuck on the reel, not knowing why: "So who won this round?"

Ye Dongli moved his wrists, "Of course he won. The most difficult part of archery is not how to hit a fast-moving living thing, but how to hit it without injury. The arrow he shot just now, It is necessary to aim accurately and grasp the timing well. The most important thing is that the force should be neither too heavy nor too light. If it is too heavy, it will pass through the gap between the two blades, and if it is too light, it will not be stuck. .”

After listening to Ye Dongli's explanation, Ye Wuju and Feixian were almost dumbfounded.

I feel that the archery competitions I watched before are just child's play, this is the duel between real masters!

Especially Ye Wuzhi. In recent years, he has learned from Ye Dongli's early experience, picking up stones and smashing giant bone birds in the swamps of the wilderness day and night.The accuracy of archery has finally improved by leaps and bounds, but when I saw Ye Dongli's true level today, I realized that I was still far behind.Compared with Qing Zuo, it is even worse.

He secretly clenched his hands, his eyes wandered back and forth between Ye Dongli and Qing Zuo, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps his chance had finally come.

When Ye Dongli picked up the bow and arrow blindfolded this time, everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath. With the superb performances in the two games just now, this third time will undoubtedly be placed with higher expectations.

Just as they were all expecting where Ye Dongli's arrow would shoot past Qing Zuo, they heard a snap from the air, and the arrow passed along the side of the windmill and shot into the pile of burning stones beside it.

Off target!

"..."

"..."

Qing Zuo looked at the arrow that missed the target with normal expression. Although Fei Xian was focused on Qing Zuo, he couldn't help teasing: "Are you letting the water go? Or are you doing it on purpose because you don't want to lose too badly?"

Ye Dongli also looked shocked when he took off the blindfold.

"You missed the target?" Turning around, he smiled at Qing Zuo, "It's probably because I haven't practiced for too long, and my hand is a little unstable after drawing the bow for a long time. I'm laughing and laughing, and I'll see your Qing Zuo."

Qing Zuo walked over and took away the black cloth strips that he had just covered in front of his eyes. He followed Ye Dongli's example and shot arrows blindfolded.

Ye Dongli looked at the tall and straight nose exposed under the black cloth, and then at the thin lips with colorful flowers underneath, and hugged his shoulders with great interest to admire it.

When he returns to the heaven tonight, he will never see such stunning beauty again.

Seeing that the bow was drawn extremely full, as if exhausting all the strength of the whole body, he let go suddenly, and with a whoosh sound, the arrow that was originally going straight into the sky fell crookedly as soon as it reached the sky, and fell to the ground with a bang.

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"..."

Feixian and Ye Wuzhi could see it. If the first two games were a competition of archery, the last one was a competition of water.

Don't compare if you don't want to. Is there any need to deceive the audience like this?

Ye Dongli saw that Zuo took off the black cloth on his face, leaned over to pick up the arrows that fell on the ground, and sent them back to the quiver, together with the bow.

Looking at the outstretched hand, Ye Dongli's hand on his shoulder slowly dropped, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, he frowned in front of Qing Zuo for the first time.

"You did it on purpose."

Qing Zuo looked back at him, "Aren't you?"

The other party's face was calm, Ye Dongli sighed, looking at the dark sky, he didn't know what to say.

Feixian next to him hurriedly stood up to smooth things over.

"Oh, anyway, it's just for entertainment after dinner, just for fun, and the lettering will be omitted. Anyway, you didn't take it seriously this time last time. The two arrows before have their own merits, so it's a tie."

Then he bumped Qing Zuo's shoulder, "You say yes."

It doesn't work for him to talk, but if Qing Zuo speaks, Ye Dongli will definitely have to save face.

Unexpectedly, Qing Zuo opened his mouth and said that he would admit defeat.

Feixian really wished he could knock on it with a whisk and wake up this lump of wood, so he was just in a hurry to be knifed?

He thought that he was really made of wood, so he could only use as many knives as he said?He has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he has only seen someone who is cruel to others, and he is the first one to be so cruel to himself.

Ye Dongli said good, nodded, took out a short knife from his waist, and handed it over: "Then please."

Qing Zuo has not accepted it for a long time.Seeing that his eyes were covered by drooping eyelashes, he was a little hazy.

"You won."

"Where did I win? We missed the last two arrows. You won the first two rounds."

The result of the competition was obvious to all, but Qing Zuo retorted: "I also missed the target the second time. If I missed the target, I missed the target. You hit five arrows, but I only hit one arrow. According to the rules of the competition, it was you Won."

Ye Dongli was holding a short knife, and was almost laughed at by his unreasonable words. His body was a little unstable when he just got up from the bed.

The duels of the demons have always been racked up to make him win, and this is the first time he has met someone who is so eager to admit defeat.

How funny.

But the way Qing Zuo looked at him was not funny at all.

Holding the handle of the knife in his backhand, he walked towards Qingzuo step by step, "Okay, since you are willing to admit defeat, then I'm not welcome."

As he spoke, he went around behind him and pulled down his back collar, revealing a white back, as smooth as jade, just looking at it is pleasing to the eye.

Ye Dongli