Women's Second Battle

Looking at the competition of this Immortal Sword Conference, except for the disharmonious episode of Long Haoyue's live broadcast of child abuse halfway through, the competitions of the other disciples were considered safe and sound.

After the first day of competition, only half of the people made it to the finals. Bai Lu won the World War II badge, and she smiled faintly at Long Haoyue under the golden platform.

Sitting in the red sandalwood chair, Long Haoyue only pursed her lips in satisfaction towards Bai Lu.

A defeated disciple next to him looked at Bai Lu enviously, and tugged Bai Lu's sleeves beside him. He was both envious and sighed, and said sourly with deep meaning: "Master is really biased. We won the first battle in Xianshu, and we don't see her much." Glad. So many disciples have been shortlisted, but I just smiled at you."

Bai Lu put away the white jade plaque from World War II, and only smiled a little reservedly: "Oh, is that so?"

After a while, she put away her smile and glanced in the direction of Laiyunfeng where the Qiyun Mansion lived in the northwest. For some reason, she always felt a faint concern in her heart.

Because Beiling City was defeated by Miss Long Ting when he was exercising martial arts with Long Jiaoyue, and he passed out from a slap in the face, his qualifications had already been disqualified, so he had to be sent back to Yunfeng as a disciple of Qi Yunfu. West Wing Courtyard.

Seeing the indescribable expression of the envoy delegation of the Northwest Qiyun Mansion, Long Jiaoyue consciously turned her head towards Shen Wangshan and bowed her waist, saying with a sad face that the head of the sect wanted to compete, but she didn't know the severity of the attack, so that she seriously injured the outsider. Disciple of the mansion, let him miss the opportunity of the fairy sword competition, it is really sinful, why not wait for a period of time after the fairy sword meeting, as a punishment.

Seeing her sincerity, Shen Wangshan had no choice but to nod.The disciples from the outer palace and the delegation all heard Long Jiaoyue's words, thinking that at least there was a result, and the long-term flow was not so selfish, and the slander in everyone's hearts calmed down a little.

This day was finally passed safely in the shadow of swords and swords.As soon as the sun set, there were still some white jade strip stone rings that had been destroyed before the disciples repaired them on the white jade playground. Long Haoyue wore a cool blue brocade dress and veiled her down Xianshu Peak.

It is said that she is covered with a veil, but she, Long Haoyue, is firstly the daughter of Longting, secondly, the head of Xianshu Peak, and thirdly, the shock left by today's earth-shattering child abuse live broadcast is still reverberating in the hearts of many disciples. Can't be calm for a long time.Seeing that Xianshu's violent head came down now, everyone raised their chests in shock, and shouted hello to her uncle in a polite manner.

Long Haoyue raised her head and chest very reservedly, and nodded her head one by one.

Nodding and nodding, Long Jiaoyue came all the way to the west wing of Lai Yunfeng.As soon as the Northwest Qiyun Mansion disciples guarding the door saw the woman in the light blue dress approaching, looked at the veil and the slim figure, they immediately remembered the thunderbolt that fell on the white jade ring this morning. Frightened by the violent demon god, he rushed over in fright, and asked respectfully: "Dare to ask Master Long what's your business here? Do you need disciples to report to Master and them?"

Long Haoyue took a look at the brightly lit house, and there were hundreds of rooms with lights on. At this time, the sky was already lit up with stars, and the Milky Way was spread on the dark night. Countless stars blinked at Long Haoyue. .

Long Jiaoyue coughed, only took out a pair of elders, waved his hands and said: "Don't disturb the elders of your Qiyun mansion. It's nothing important for me to come here, just thinking, today I will be with you Qiyun." The disciple of the mansion competed too hard for a while and hurt him. After thinking about it, I finally felt that it was wrong to ignore it, so I came to have a look."

Nima, I want to take a look at Ben Juju. Ben Juju helped Beiling City out of good intentions. Why did the hero see Ben Juju and have such an attitude?

On the white jade ring today, Long Jiaoyue originally wanted to ask about the residence of Beiling City, so she could sneak into his room at night and have a talk (to get to the bottom of it) at night, but then she thought about it again. Hundred pairs of eyes stared at it. Ben Juju, as a woman who had not left the cabinet, asked a man where he lived was a bit shocking, so she stopped talking.

Anyway, Ben Juju now uses his status as Master Changliu to talk about these things with him. If the reason is fair, others can't say anything, right?

The disciple had a face full of crap, and said excitedly: "Master Long has already said it! Being able to compete with Master is a blessing from Junior Brother Lingcheng's several lifetimes of cultivation!"

Oh, is it so?Ben Juju feels that Beiling City doesn't seem to want this blessing.

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought for a while, feeling a bit embarrassed, so he said to Long Jiaoyue: "It's late at night, I'm afraid Junior Brother Lingcheng has also rested, Master Long will come back tomorrow?"

Long Jiaoyue only said: "It's okay, it's okay, you mentioned the house name, I will find it myself."

People in this fairy world don't seem to sleep naked, do they?

Hearing what she said, the disciple panicked and said, "How dare you make Master waste your time? Master, please come with me."

He made a gesture to lead the way, and a soy sauce disciple behind him also said: "Disciple, go make a pot of Kelong tea for Master." After speaking, he ran away.

Long Haoyue watched the little disciple run into the shadow under the light, turned around and disappeared.She thought, this disciple was probably going to tell the elders who led the team in Northwest Qiyun Mansion about her arrival. Alas, these young disciples like to make a fuss, but this Longting is well-known, so it's no wonder they are so considerate.

Long Haoyue followed behind that disciple, then raised her feet and walked towards the corridor.The parading disciples along the way carried lanterns, and when they saw Long Haoyue behind the leading disciple, they all stood still and respectfully called out to her, Master.

Long Jiaoyue only nodded reservedly, and walked through several corridors, the disciple stood outside the door and nodded to Long Jiaoyue, saying: "This is it."

There was nothing to say along the way, and the disciple didn't dare to say anything to her.There was a lamp burning in that room, and there was also a burst of candlelight dancing.There were figures in twos and threes inside, one sitting and two standing.

Long Jiaoyue didn't expect that it was so late, and there were still people in the Beiling castle.She approached the door a little bit, and someone's voice came out from the paper window.

A person's voice was old and a little hoarse, and he only said to the bed: "Master Long hurt you today, it must not be intentional, just at the meeting, she asked the Huamu Shengzun for punishment. Don't worry about this. Keep it in mind. Being able to compete with Master Long is the blessing of ordinary people who have cultivated for three generations. Look at the wound medicine that Master Long gave you, it is the best in the Medicine Spirit Pavilion."

Hearing these words, it should be the elder of Qiyun Mansion.The two shadows standing next to him were probably disciples of the same school, and they only echoed: "Indeed, at that time, Master Long hesitated to speak, and looked very worried. It was just a momentary martial arts competition..."

Standing outside the door, Long Haoyue understood, she dared to say it to her!It turns out that the little disciple not only went to make a pot of tea just now, but also called their venerable from Qiyun Mansion, and the venerable also wrote and directed an ode to the friendship of fellow students and the nobleness of Long Jiaoyue on the spot, but why bother? ?

Long Haoyue knocked lightly on the door, and a shadow beside him stepped forward quickly, opened the door, his face was extremely frightened, with a burst of green, white, red and green, pretending to be the same thing, only intermittently for a long time Said: "Master Long? Why is Master Long here?"

Young man, your acting skills are exaggerated, without depth at all!

Long Jiaoyue lamented the flamboyant acting skills of the disciples of Qi Yunfu, while wondering what they were doing, she just nodded and said: "I came to see Beiling City. When I was discussing today, I was too involved for a while. I lost my sense of propriety and hurt him, and this deity felt really guilty. Now that I have free time, let's see how he is recovering from the injury."

The disciple hurriedly stepped aside and said, "Master Long, please come in."

Long Haoyue didn't refuse, and directly stepped through the door.The interior of the room is simple, yet elegant.There was a figure lying on the bed, half of his body was submerged in the brocade quilt, but he didn't show his face this way.

The venerable with white beard and white hair sitting on the chair also got up quickly to greet Long Jiaoyue.The disciple behind him also stood behind him with a porcelain white jade bottle. The white jade bottle inside contained the wound medicine that Long Jiaoyue gave him today.

Long Jiaoyue glanced at the Jinbei, and the venerable spoke first: "Master Long, don't worry, this disciple is a little sleepy, and his head is dizzy. He has suffered a lot, so this small injury is not enough. What the heck. The old man also checked for him, although there are some flesh injuries, but nothing serious."

Long Haoyue cast a glance at him, and the disciple of Longtao who had just disappeared outside the door appeared at the right time, brought only a plate of tea, and said courteously to Long Jiaoyue: "Master Long, Elder Master, the eggplant that has just been brewed Tea."

Long Jiaoyue didn't drink the tea, but just stood there.The disciple behind the elder hurriedly put up the chair, bowed his head towards Long Jiaoyue and said, "Junior Brother Lingcheng has applied medicine today, and he is a little tired. He has been a little groggy since he just woke up, and he doesn't talk much."

Long Jiaoyue sat on the chair naturally, and only said: "Really? That deity is fine, waiting for him to wake up, and want to ask him a few questions."

I'd like to see what the hell you guys are doing.

The two disciples looked at each other, feeling a little bewildered.The venerable is someone who has seen the world, so he just said leisurely and kindly: "It's okay, if Master Long wants to ask this disciple two or three things, it should be both emotional and reasonable. Although it's late, the old man I'm not tired at all, so why not just wait together."

After His Holiness finished speaking, the whole room fell into silence.Long Jiaoyue didn't look at the two disciples who were looking at each other, but only looked at the person lying in the brocade quilt on the bed.

This venerable is a bit measured.If he withdrew and left, then the two disciples beside him would have to follow him.If things go on like this, only Long Jiaoyue and Beiling City, a lonely man and a widow, will live in the same room, and it's not known how ugly it will be if it spreads.Now that there is a third person bystander, these unnecessary troubles are saved.

The candlelight was shining brightly, and the jumping firelight was reflected on Long Jiaoyue's face as white as frost, making her look cold.The venerable didn't have any intention to speak, just sat on the wooden chair, holding a cup of Kelong tea, and sipped it slowly and carefully.

Long Jiaoyue sat upright for a long time, watching the white candle next to her burn halfway, the melted candle was like a drop of white tear slowly flowing down from the candle body, and solidified at the bottom of the bronze carved candle tray.

Lying in the brocade quilt, facing inward, Beilingcheng finally said hoarsely: "Disciple is tired and wants to rest, please go back, Venerable Master and Master Long."

The author has something to say: Sleep, good night~ From now on, I will update it every day~ If there is no update, I will make it up the next day~