Wu Caoyun asked: "I heard that my senior brothers are also participating in this three-sect martial arts competition."

Lang Feng said: "Master showed his love, so he asked me to show his ugliness too."

Everyone looked envious for a while, and Wu Caoyun said: "Senior brother will definitely bring great honor to our family, how can he show his embarrassment?"

Lang Feng chuckled and said: "There are many talented people in the three sects, and there are many masters. Master asked me to go because he wanted me to see the world."

Wu Caoyun's face turned bitter and said: "I don't have such an opportunity. Hey, with my cultivation level, I am not even qualified to go up there to embarrass myself, but then I will be able to see the Buddhist Zhi Dian, the Xuan Sect Fire Spirit, and...

I am also very satisfied." When he said this, his face was filled with joy, but the look of disappointment disappeared.

Lang Feng said: "Xuanmen Fire Spirit?"

Wu Caoyun looked at Lang Feng strangely and said: "Huo Ling is the most outstanding disciple of Xuanmen. She is also the daughter of Huo Yunlie, the master of Xuanmen's Fire God Hall, and Shui Murou, the master of Water God Hall. I heard that Huo Ling's cultivation is possible.

He is still above Zhidian, the first of the four minor Buddhist monks.”

Lang Feng said "Oh" and was surprised in his heart. Although he didn't know where the Fire God Hall and Water God Hall were, nor did he know the names of Huo Yunlie and Shui Murou, but if Huo Ling's cultivation level was higher than Zhi Dian,

But I don’t know why, but there is another layer of expectation in my heart

Lang Feng thought for a while and asked: "Brother Wu, do you know who will be attending our Tianmen?"

Wu Caoyun coughed and said: "As usual, our Tianmen will have ten people participating in this martial arts competition.

"Lang Fengqi asked: "I wonder if they are those ten people?"

Wu Caoyun said: "Brother Lu, Senior Sister Yue will definitely appear, as well as Senior Brother Xia Nan, Senior Brother Guwidow, Senior Sister Hualei, Senior Sister Xi Ruyu, and then there are Senior Brother yourself, Senior Brother Wu Jieao, Senior Brother Renfeng, and Senior Brother Qimu."

Lang Feng said: "It turns out Qimu, who is unruly and romantic, will also participate, but there are tens of thousands of Tianmen disciples, how come only ten people participate?"

Wu Caoyun said disappointedly: "The three martial arts competitions are all talented and masters within the sects. Ordinary disciples like You Xin will participate."

Lang Feng nodded and thought to himself, if everyone participates, then there may be no results in the competition for ten years. Everyone is talking about who will be the first in this year's martial arts competition. In the middle of the quarrel, there is suddenly no sound and eyes.

Looking at one person together

Lang Feng's heart moved, and he saw Bingyue walking towards him. Bingyue smiled slightly, and all the disciples became demented.

Since that day when Lang Feng and Bing Yue had a sword duel and accidentally discovered the wonderful meaning, Lang Feng and Bing Yue always came unexpectedly at this time every day. Their sword intentions became more and more in harmony with the two, and they became one and the same.

They didn't understand the meaning, but the joy in dancing and the feeling of having the same mind made the two of them linger.

Lang Feng raised his fists to everyone, and walked away together with Bingyue's body.

A disciple said foolishly: "Sister Ruoyue can accompany me for a while, even if I die."

Suddenly, countless fists and feet struck, and the disciple screamed, and another disciple said: "Even if I die, it won't be your turn, it's me." Then there was another scream.

The two of them were walking on a stone path. Lang Feng turned his head and looked at the leafy trees on the side. He used his other hand to gently pull Bingyue's hand. When he just touched it, there was a sudden flash of blue light and a sharp sword pointed at Lang Feng.

Feng cut off his hand. Lang Feng was shocked and immediately retracted his hand.

Bingyue said coldly: "If you are not honest, I will cut off your hand."

Lang Feng retracted his hand in shame, and Bing Yue suddenly put his little hand in Lang Feng's hand. Lang Feng was surprised and felt that Bing Yue's little hand was soft and boneless, so he gently held it.

Lang Feng took Bingyue's hand and walked absent-mindedly for a while. When he reached a bend in the forest, he suddenly saw a person standing in front of him, dressed in colorful green clothes.

Lang Feng was startled. Bingyue struggled to take off his hand and walked towards the woods nearby. Lang Feng felt a trace of guilt in his heart and walked forward and said, "Xiaodie, why are you here?"

Zuo Xiaodie looked haggard and extremely thin, and her usual liveliness was gone.

Lang Feng couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. Zuo Xiaodie looked at Bingyue's back and said in despair: "Ever since you gave her the exquisite hairpin, I knew this day would happen."

Lang Feng suddenly finished his words. Seeing how pitiful Zuo Xiaodie was, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Zuo Xiaodie's head.

Zuo Xiaodie's eyes showed sadness, and she suddenly backed away in panic. She couldn't help but shed tears and said, "I, I was just passing by here out of boredom. You go to see her. She may be impatient." After that, he turned and left.

Okay, Lang Feng looked at Zuo Xiaodie’s back, his thoughts hard to explain.

Lang Feng came to the woods, and Bingyue was standing next to a tree. The tree in the background was also extraordinary. Lang Feng sat on a root that popped out. He remembered the scene of playing with Zuo Xiaodie in the past. Now,

But we were strangers, and couldn't help but feel sad. He punched the tree trunk, and countless leaves fell around. He punched again, and was suddenly caught by a hand.

Bingyue held Lang Feng's hand and sat on one side. Lang Feng felt the gentleness coming from Bingyue, and his heart felt like a bottle of five flavors, with thousands of feelings rushing into his heart.

Zuo Xiaodie ran through several woods, and finally leaned on a tree trunk, crying loudly. After crying for a long time, no one came to comfort her. Zuo Xiaodie slowly stopped crying and walked forward in a daze.

I saw a big stone in front of me. There was a man sitting on the stone, with a sword in his hand, the tip of the sword resting on the ground, motionless.

Zuo Xiaodie went up and sat aside, in a daze, neither of them said a word.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and the man held the sword in front of his eyes, slowly drew out the sword and sharpened it, and a sword chant sounded.

Zuo Xiaodie trembled and said: "I must be willful and disobeying him, so he doesn't want me."

The man seemed not to have heard anything and ignored Zuo Xiaodie.

Zuo Xiaodie added: "The first time I saw him, he was standing in the crowd with a big sword on his back. He was totally different from the others. I didn't know why at that time, I suddenly felt very nervous."

The man stretched out two fingers and slowly touched the sword, sliding it from the root to the tip of the sword.

Zuo Xiaodie said: "Everyone was about to leave at that time, so I stopped him in a panic. I had nothing to say, so I told him that his sword was too big and asked him to throw it away. I thought he wouldn't listen, so I got angry.

I actually attacked him. At that time, he must have thought that I was very willful and disliked me."

The man had a resolute look on his face and never spoke, leaving Zuo Xiaodie talking to herself.

Zuo Xiaodie said: "Later, my father wanted to cut off my arm. I was so scared at that time, but there was nothing I could do. I thought he would strike that sword for me. From that moment on, I knew that I couldn't live without him.

Even if I die for him, I am willing to do it. Playing with him makes me very happy. Even if I sit with him all day, I will not be bored."

Zuo Xiaodie sighed, and suddenly shed tears again, and said: "Later, my father sent him and you to Buddhism, and I couldn't help but be afraid. What I was afraid of, but I didn't know. Later, when he came back, he gave her a gift.

"Exquisite Hairpin"

Zuo Xiaodie was stunned for a while, then suddenly became excited and said: "The exquisite hairpin is really beautiful. I have never seen anything so beautiful. I want to wear clothes different from others. Dad said it's okay. I want the Tianmang Sword."

, Daddy also gave it to me, but I don’t want any of it. Seeing her carrying the exquisite hairpin, I felt very sad and angry. I wanted to snatch the exquisite hairpin away. If I couldn’t snatch it away, I would let my father have it. I wanted to take it away.

Throw the exquisite hairpin down the valley so that they will never find it."

Speaking of this, Zuo Xiaodie started crying even more fiercely and said: "But every time I see the two of them competing with each other with swords, like a couple of gods, I feel ashamed. Senior Sister Yue is much prettier than me, and only

She is worthy of Lang Feng, but I always have the illusion that one day, when Lang Feng sees me sad, he will come to comfort me. But today, they are holding hands and walking together, and I know that then

A day that never comes.”

Zuo Xiaodie buried her head between her legs, her shoulders shaking, and she cried softly.

Wu Jieao sat on one side and slowly pushed the sword back into the pin. It was already dusk and the forest was getting dark. Zuo Xiaodie slowly raised his head and looked towards the top of the tree.

There is this strange flower clinging to the tree trunk. It is very beautiful, but there is only one flower on the whole tree trunk, and it is fluttering in the wind at this time.

Zuo Xiaodie seemed to be stunned and didn't turn his eyes. Seeing Zuo Xiaodie looking for a long time, Wu Jieao couldn't help looking up. Zuo Xiaodie said: "This flower is so beautiful. It just grows alone on the tree trunk. It's definitely

Loneliness is so tight. If someone comes to accompany her every day, she won't be lonely anymore."

Suddenly a figure flashed, and Wu Jieao was seen flying up to the tree trunk, swinging several swords in an instant, and the swords slashed through the petals. When Wu Jieao fell down, the flowers turned into countless petals, floating down, and Wu Jieao stretched out his hand to pinch them.

, he clamped half of a flower leaf, stretched it out in front of his eyes, looked at it for a while, and said: "The more beautiful something is, the more likely it is to be hurt."

Zuo Xiaodie's whole body was shocked. Wu Jieao put the petals in Zuo Xiaodie's hand. Zuo Xiaodie suddenly raised his head. Wu Jieao took two steps back as if he was shocked by electricity. He disappeared in a flash. Zuo Xiaodie was stunned.
Chapter completed!