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Ji Ruohua had no ability to fight anymore, and Yi Qingyun barely stood up with the broken sword propped on the ground.

The results of the competition are announced!

"Yi Qingyun, win!"

When the elder made his verdict, Mo Beichen was instantly drowned in cheers like a tsunami.

Even though he hid his breath, Mo Beichen could still clearly feel that he was out of place with his surroundings.

It seemed that except him, everyone around him was shouting wildly, and these extremely excited people were ordinary outer disciples.

The qualifications are mediocre, and the family background is mediocre.

They have similar backgrounds as Yi Qingyun, born in a separate family and oppressed by the main family, and face scorn and ridicule from all directions all day long.

I think I have the ambition to show great ambitions, but I don't have the courage to break through the rules and regulations of this world.

They are depressed every day, and they are unwilling every day.

But at the moment when Yi Qingyun defeated the dignified four princes, at the moment when Yi Qingyun won the leader of the Zhongchun Grand Competition, it was as if they had won.

This victory is simply expected!

"Yi Qingyun!"

"Yi Qingyun!"

"Yi Qingyun!"

Everyone is shouting the name of this legend!

"Is it so crazy?" Mo Beichen was a little surprised, although he guessed that many people would look forward to Yi Qingyun.

But I really didn't expect that one by one would look like a demon.

It's just like dancing with demons!

These decencies are appalling.

After Yi Qingyun's victory was announced, Ji Ruohua, who had been motionless, stood up from the ground.

He took the initiative to walk towards Yi Qingyun, with a decent smile on his face, completely ignoring the defeat just now.

Ji Ruohua stretched out her hand to Yi Qingyun in front of everyone.

"This comparison is very exciting, the prince is convinced!"

Yi Qingyun turned around, looking at the outstretched hand, his eyes darkened.

"The fourth prince didn't try his best."

Although he didn't either.

"It's just a competition, why be so serious." The fourth prince smiled on his face. He looked calm, but he was secretly surprised by the rapid improvement of the other party's cultivation and strength. "Shake hands."

This growth was too fast, it was unprecedented, and he had to re-examine the young man in front of him.

Yi Qingyun finally stretched out his hand and shook Ji Ruohua's hand lightly.

The two of them had a tacit understanding.

The atmosphere below is indeed more enthusiastic!

"In a few days, my prince will visit you again." Ji Ruohua withdrew her hand and looked at the young man playfully, "There is also Mo Chen."

Yi Qingyun looked coldly at the fourth prince who was like brown candy.

His expression already showed that he did not expect Ji Ruohua's arrival.

"Hey, I'm stepping down first, and I'll leave it to you, the winner." Ji Ruohua waved his hands with the people below, and went down.

Yi Qingyun is not very good at facing the eager eyes of the crowd, this is the first time so many people cheered for him.

In his memory, he seems to have only accepted the humble pity and implicit contempt from everyone.

He didn't know if it was because these people were different from the previous group, or because he had become stronger, so everyone's attitude towards him had also changed.

But no matter which one, Yi Qingyun didn't feel much.

As the old saying goes, it is difficult to give charcoal in the snow, but it is easy to add flowers to the cake.

The enthusiasm in front of them all dissipated with a shake, and they didn't really care about him, Yi Qingyun.

What they care about is the figure they want to see.

Yi Qingyun is always sober, real and terrifying, but he doesn't feel sad for himself.

At least there are still people in this world with him.

Thinking of something, he stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and Yi Qingyun's face darkened instantly...

gone?

The sachet that Mo Chen gave him is gone!

"Are you looking for this?" A voice like a clear spring sounded.

The people below also exploded in an instant.

"It's Fairy Murong! My God! You are worthy of being the number one beauty in the world of cultivating immortals!"

"Yi Qingyun actually met Fairy Murong?"

"Look, Fairy Murong seems to have handed something to Yi Qingyun!"

"It can't be a token of love! I don't know what they are talking about!"

All the people below murmured, guessing that the number of versions of the grievances and hatred between the two is too many to count.

However, in fact, the communication between the two on stage was far less enthusiastic than they thought.

"I saw it through the crack in the stage."

Yi Qingyun took the braided rope sachet in the woman's hand, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It should have fallen when he was fighting fiercely with Ji Ruohua.

"Thank you."

Yi Qingyun's fingertips gently rubbed the somewhat crappy "Ji" embroidered on the sachet, his eyes gradually softened.

It is rare to see such a gentle expression on the face of this young man who is as sharp as a sword, and Murong Yue couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.

It's a pity that the tenderness of the young man was only for a moment. Putting the sachet on his waist, when Yi Qingyun raised his head, it was the same as before.

"The weaving rope of this sachet was made by the master of Xiaohanshan Temple. It is very rare. The person who gave the sachet must have put his heart into it." Murong Yue withdrew her eyes, blushed, and could only say something else, thinking about her gaffe just now Cover up.

She almost met the young man's eyes just now...

"It's hard to come by?" Yi Qingyun was stunned for a moment, he came from a humble background, he didn't even have enough food and clothing before, so naturally he didn't understand these romantic things.

He only thought that the braided rope was made by Mo Chen casually.

"It's very rare. Every year, the braided ropes in Xiaohanshan Temple are extremely tight." Murong Yue paused for a moment but couldn't help asking, "Which lady gave this braided ropes?"

"No."

Murong Yue felt relieved.

"That is--"

"Important person." Yi Qingyun looked thoughtful, "Very important."

"Is that so." Murong Yue pursed her lips, but didn't know what to say.

This young man was really too difficult to get close to. There seemed to be a high iron wall around him, impregnable around him. Even if someone wanted to get close to him, he would be isolated.

Can someone really approach this man's heart?

Seeing the man nodded to her, he got off the competition ring alone, and Murong Yue couldn't stay on the ring alone, so he could only follow him down.

In the eyes of others, this scene looks like the two are walking away quickly.

The most common people in the world are idlers with long mouths, even in the Tianmen sect with many rules.

Daily practice is monotonous and depressing enough, if you don't listen to interesting things, wouldn't you be bored to death.

Whether it was Murong Yue or Yi Qingyun, neither of them expected that this small contact would be completely out of shape after passing through different people's mouths.

Then in just two days, it has been extended into a touching story of "It's hard to say goodbye when we meet", a taboo rumor about the love between the boy from the separated family and the daughter of the fairy lord, and it has been extended at a frightening speed. spread.

These baseless rumors have reached the ears of many people, and almost everyone knows about them.

Probably Yi Qingyun himself didn't know.

Mo Beichen was sitting on a wooden bench, touching his ancestor on his leg with one hand, and holding a simple booklet in the other hand, which he picked up by accident in a corner of the Tianmen sect.

Out of curiosity, he picked up the booklet and flipped through a few pages at random. He didn't expect to get out of control after reading just a few pages.

On the inner page of the booklet are written five big characters "Qing Yun Ming Yue Ye", the content talks about the entanglement and love between the down-and-out sword cultivator disciple and the beautiful suzerain's daughter.

Hearing the sound of the courtyard door opening, Mo Beichen casually threw the booklet into the storage ring. It was the prototype of the down-and-out sword cultivator disciple who had returned.

There is a ten-day break after the February Spring Grand Competition, and many disciples also go home to visit relatives or go out for fun.

However, Yi Qingyun is still practicing sword.

Ever since he knew that Mo Beichen was unwell, Yi Qingyun would always come back for lunch and refused to let the food be delivered.

"came back?"

The young man hummed, and then went to the room to change clothes.

Mo Beichen shook his head lightly, thinking about the description in the booklet, he felt that it was absolutely unreal.

So can a cold face say the kind of love words similar to "I will be with you from the end of the world"?

I'm afraid it's more like the kind of deadly swordsman who kills you to the ends of the earth.

Sure enough, these lingering love stories are deceiving.

He got up and heated up the food bought from the restaurant with spiritual power, and served it to the table.

Who would have thought that someone would come again?

Mo Beichen came out of the house to see, and he was overjoyed. The visitor turned out to be the beautiful daughter of the suzerain in the brochure.

All of a sudden, all the male and female characters in the booklet came together.

"Fairy Murong?" Mo Beichen came out, opened the courtyard door, and led Murong Yue in.

Taking a closer look, this number one beauty in the world of cultivating immortals really has a face that makes a man's heart flutter.

Mo Beichen thinks he has seen countless beauties, whether it is the exotic customs of Saibei or the soft and seductive Jiangnan Misty Rain, he has seen a thing or two.

As for women, Mo Beichen is definitely well-informed.

But this Murong Yue is really different, as the saying goes, "Beauty is beyond the skin", that cold and proud temperament is indeed unique among Wanhua.

Murong Yue nodded lightly, her identity naturally does not need to greet a servant.

Mo Beichen didn't mind either, he was still very generous towards beauties.

However, looking at this momentum, could it be that the pure Yang body has really connected with this beauty?

Look, those beautiful eyes implying spring, I really underestimated that pure Yang body!

"Fairy Murong is looking for Qingyun for something?"

"Qingyun? You call him that?" The woman frowned slightly, "There are really no rules."

The author has something to say: System: Congratulations to Demon Venerable Beichen for obtaining the mysterious booklet "Qing Yun Ming Yue Ye".

Mo Beichen: What's the use of this thing?

System: Friendly reminder, it can be used on the pure Yang body at some point in the future, allowing him to—

Yi Qingyun: You are too much in the way.

system, pawn.

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PS; Discuss with the editor and decide to enter V on Thursday, and update the [-]D long chapter at once on the day of entering V [This is killing me]

This day is finally here, and I am very excited. I would like to thank all gentlemen and ladies for your company and support all the way~

Although you always complain that I am short, even though you always talk more saucy than me, I still love you [this heart can be learned from heaven and earth]

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: It is not easy to pick a name;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!