The white magic robe was stained with blood, and it was particularly conspicuous under the sunlight. Off the field, Mu Yun and others stood up from the stool excitedly, frightened by the scene in front of them.
If he forcibly intervenes in other people's mental power disputes, what kind of strength do he need? Nangong Buqi glanced at "Wuyou" with a smile, and had no intention of taking action. He murmured: "Little Princess, don't let me down!
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On the stage, Nangong Luo's face became paler. Although "Wuyou" helped him control the ice arrow, his mental power was also severely damaged. He had to collapse weakly on the ground, looking at the intertwined not far away.
Two arrows, and there was no strength to attack again, so I could only wait quietly for the ending.
Wuyou was not having a good time. At this time, she was already sweating profusely. Sweat mixed with blood flowed down, but she didn't see any embarrassment. She was still standing straight, but her face became paler.
Compared to mental power, Wuyou may not be inferior to that fake product. I just didn't expect that she would take action rashly during her competition, so I accidentally said that Wuyou used the magic performed by others, even if it was forced.
Even if I intervene, I cannot exert all my strength, so I have fought to the point of being equal.
"It's not a solution to continue like this!" Wuyou said in her heart. At that moment, she simply closed her eyes and released her mental power infinitely. Everything around her appeared clearly in her mind.
The audience's expression of unknown reason, the worried expression of Mu Yun and others, and the serious look of "Wuyou" were taken seriously.
"It seems that she is going to decide the outcome here!" Wuyou thought in his heart, and his mental power continued to lose to the Rockets, and the originally dim Rockets also returned to their glory.
"Look, Princess Mo You fights back!"
"Oh my God, there is only one magic. Is the winner and loser in this game?"
"No!!! Princess Mo You's face is not good-looking, and the number of winners and loses is not certain!"
The two things that are most taboo in the competition of mental power are: one is to encounter an existence that cannot be matched at all, and the mental power is completely suppressed by the other party, and the other is even more terrifying. When you meet an existence that is evenly matched with you, you wanted to fight to the death, but how could you do it?
Suddenly let go, there was only one such ending!
Both sides suffered losses!!!
His eyes were slightly deeper, and he knew that he could not bear to eat anymore. Wuyou made a decision in his heart to withdraw his mental power.
Although it was a little risky to do this, there was still a glimmer of hope.
"Hey!!! It's just so impulsive!" Seeing Wuyou's face change, Nangong Buqi shook his head helplessly, but his face was full of doting, as if he was a father who specialized in cleaning up the mess.
"Huh~~~" Just as Wuyou was about to retract his mental power, a gentle mental power gradually wrapped around her, and while protecting her mental power, he took over her position.
"Puff!!!" Blood spurted out from the mouth of the fake Wuyou in the audience, and she fell to the ground and fell into a coma.
Seeing this scene, Wuyou was a little puzzled. Who helped her?
Looking around, but no suspicious object was seen. The ice arrow on the stage had disappeared. The rocket stabbed into Nangong Luo's arrow with a bright red light. Under this arrow, Nangong Luo actually wiped it.
He flew across the ground for dozens of meters and fell under the arena, leaving only Wuyou, who barely supported his body, stood proudly.
"Go and help the little princess down. She is tired and needs a rest! Just have a sleep!" Nangong Buqi said lightly leaning against the back of the chair, with a hint of fatigue in his tone.
Mu Yun was the first to rush to the stage when he heard this. Xuanyuan Rui did not chase after him. He stood beside Nangong Buqi, showing a protective posture, but his tone was very bad: "No matter what the reason is,"
You will save her! I am grateful! But if one day you want to do something that hurts her, you have to step over my body!!!”
Nangong Buqi looked at Xuanyuan Rui evilly, and did not speak, but his eyes became much gentler.
"I was ashamed, I didn't expect to see a mental duel in my lifetime. I am really ashamed. It's really awesome for the younger generation! Now I announce that Mo You wins this game!!!" The third elder said the result excitedly.
The admiration for Wuyou in my heart has risen to a higher level. You must know that even at his age, he dare not use his mental power to easily confront each other. However, the two young students did this, and the feeling of losing to the previous wave from
His heart rose.
"It turned out to be a mental competition! Princess Moyou is so powerful!!!"
"Princess Moyou will definitely be the first place!"
In the audience, when they heard the words of the third elder, they admired the legendary spiritual duel. They were full of praise at the moment, but Wuyou couldn't hear it. She was already in Mu Yun's arms, who consumed a lot of mental power.
I fell asleep, probably I couldn't wake up for a day or two.
Fortunately, the semi-finals are played one day and will not be delayed.
Wuyou slept very heavily during this sleep. After a huge change, she never slept like this safely again. Now she had a dry mental power that could hardly dream.
When I woke up, it turned out to be two days later. From the window, I saw that the moon was hanging high on the branches, and the summer atmosphere was already very strong. After touching my shriveled belly, I jumped out of the bed helplessly and prepared to go to the first floor.
Find some food.
"Crack!" He carefully opened the door. The corridor was empty and there was no one. I thought everyone was already asleep.
I walked to the first floor with a slight hand and a fire was still there, obviously it was always hot.
When I opened it, I found that it was Qingpeng, which was hungry. Qingpeng was better than any food in Wuyou's eyes. The warm porridge slid into the esophagus. Wuyou couldn't help but let out a whisper, and it felt very delicious.
Fourth floor
Looking at Wuyou's satisfied look, Mu Yun raised a doting smile on his lips and walked back to his room. Next to him was a cold face. Leo didn't say anything, looking at Wuyou.
The appearance of the porridge is a little lost.
After Wuyou fell into a coma, Leo was unwilling to leave her at all. With such stubbornness, he also moved in Villa No. 1.
At the same time, Xuanyuan Rui and Nangong Buqi were also moving here, but Nangong Buqi seemed to have suffered some injuries and was sleeping all the time. Xuanyuan Rui was taking care of her.
Without knowing it, the rooms on the fourth floor were already full.
"Can we talk?" A clear female voice sounded. Wuyou was startled and choked immediately. After coughing several times, she improved slightly. When she looked at the culprit, it turned out to be Xue Rou.
Thinking of the encounter at the Magic Tower, Wuyou's expression froze and he nodded. Xue Rou's room was on the third floor, the one where Xuanyuan Rui and Nangong Buqi lived together.
When she walked into the door, Xue Rou set up a soundproof barrier. Wuyou didn't say anything, waiting for her to speak first.
"I am the saint of the Temple of Light. Since I was checked out the light talent, my mother told me that I am the child of the God of Light and sent me to the Temple of Light!"
"Mother Queen?" Wuyou was shocked. Xue Rou was still a princess?
"Ha!" A sarcastic smile rose from the corner of Xue Rou's mouth, and water vapor was already leaking from her eyes, and she seemed to be trapped in memories.
"Are you Le Wuyou?" After a while, Xue Rou spoke lightly.
Wuyou was also in a daze. When she heard her words, her body suddenly trembled, like a frightened little beast, looking at Xue Rou vigilantly.
"Speaking of this, we are still relatives!" Xue Rou said lightly. She looked particularly kind as a magician. Wuyou gradually let go of her vigilance and looked at her in confusion.
"My surname is Ye! My mother is the queen of Donglin Empire. Speaking of which, I am still your cousin!"
"Are you Sister Xiaoxue?" Wuyou said in surprise. Looking at Xue Rou's appearance, he gradually remembered a childhood memory.
"Sister Xiaoxue, my aunt said you are leaving? Are you not coming back?" The young Wuyou was very reluctant to leave her sister who took care of her since she was a child.
"Be good at You'er, Sister Xiaoxue is going to be a great person. It's the glory of Sister Xiaoxue to be selected!"
"But, I will never see you again!"
"I'll see you. When you grow up, my sister will come to you!"
"Really? Don't lie. If you don't come to me, I will come to you too!!!"
At that time, Wuyou was only three years old and had not learned anything yet. The aunt who loved Feng Qianxun since childhood also loved Wuyou very much, so Wuyou spent a long time in Donglin's palace, and this
A sister who was only one year older than her was the one who took care of her the most sincerely at that time!
Both of them seemed to be in memories. The simplest time of childhood, the simplest thing I liked someone. Such friendship and family affection did not contain any impurities. At this moment, Wuyouxin was still her.
Sister Xiaoxue.
"Sister Xiaoxue, I've looked for you, but my aunt won't tell me where you are!" Wuyou hugged Xue Rou and told her helplessness.
Xue Rou's body was obviously stagnant, and she was obviously frightened by Wuyou's rare emotions.
"Well, how could they tell you that no one dared to disobey that woman's decision!" Speaking of this, Xue Rou's tone was a little resentful.
"Is it my aunt? My aunt is a good person!" Xiu frowned and Wuyou retorted.
"It's not her, it doesn't matter anymore. I've heard about your family. Are you okay?" Xue Rou asked softly, her tone full of heartache.
Wuyou shook his head and said seriously: "I'm fine. I will avenge those revenge myself! I will not let anyone who has hurt me go!"
A slightly childish voice, but it has no origin to make people believe it.
Xue Rou just said kindness and stopped talking, with a hint of hesitation on her face.
"Sister Xiaoxue, are you asking me for anything?" Wuyou asked after coming out of Xue Rou's arms.
"You'd better call me Xue Rou! We've all grown up!"
Although Xue Rou Shi said this gently, Wuyou felt a hint of alienation, a hint of dimness flashed in his eyes, and his face continued to ask: "What's the matter with me, Xue Rou?"
Xue Rou was also a little surprised by the change in Wuyou's expression, but she smiled quickly and said, "The three people who have entered the finals have come out, namely Nangong Buqi, you and me, and Leo and "
A game of Le Wuyou will be held tomorrow. I will now tell you as the Saint of Light and your cousin that if I meet you, I will not let you go!!! I also hope you don’t let you go!”
Wuyou was originally worried about Xue Rou's alienation, but when she heard this, she felt warm in her heart. It was still her sister Xiaoxue. She wanted to tell her current identity and deliberately left her clear.
Be in your relationship with yourself and strengthen your heart.
Wuyou didn't say anything, nodded to Xue Rou and left her room.
In the room, Xue Rou released her tight palm, and her palm had already been pinched with blood marks. It can be seen that she had just used force and fell to the bed, and a crystal tears slid from Xue Rou's eyes.
At the door of Wuyou Room on the fourth floor, Leo was still standing like a knight. Seeing Wuyou's figure, an awkward look flashed across his face.
Wuyou was also very surprised by Leo's appearance. Thinking of the game he still has tomorrow and his opponent, Wuyou frowned tightly. After thinking for a long time, he walked in front of Leo and said seriously:
"If you can't beat her tomorrow, I hope you will admit defeat!"
Wuyou's words made Leo, who was originally planning to speak, feel struck by lightning. He originally wanted to tell her that he would definitely avenge her, but he didn't expect that he would get such a sentence.
"Yeah." Leo replied softly, but Wuyou still saw the loneliness from him.
Seeing Leo's figure gradually fading away, Wuyou spoke again: "I just don't want you to have something to do!"