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Still calm and composed, Jing Tong sideways avoided Meng Jun's stabbing sword.

Meng Jun's black iron sword is very heavy, but it didn't affect his speed of swinging the sword at all. The moment Jing Tong dodged sideways, Meng Jun had already swept out the sword horizontally. The iron sword slashed horizontally on Jing Tong's fire-patterned wristband, and the two metals collided to create a lot of sparks. Against the backdrop of the fire-patterned wristband, it seemed like a burning flame was about to erupt.

Meng Jun's attack was swift and fierce, leaving no room for Jing Tong to rest. His swordsmanship was fast and heavy, quite domineering.

Jing Tong retreated while looking for opportunities to break through.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

Jing Tong's fire-patterned wristband resisted Meng Jun's black iron sword time and time again. Under Meng Jun's heavy blow, the fire-patterned wristguard burst out with more sparks. Several times, Meng Jun was almost shot. The sparks splashed into his eyes, and he knew that if his eyes were burned by the sparks, he might go blind. He secretly lamented the resistance ability of the fire-pattern wristbands, and he was able to be unscathed even under his full strength. However, the young man in front of him has unfathomable endurance.

Jing Tong deliberately led Meng Jun up to the roof. The uneven bricks and tiles on the roof required more footwork from the warriors. However, Meng Jun's focus on the stability of the footplate when he wielded such a heavy black iron sword was obvious. It is not conducive to the performance of Meng Jun.

Jing Tong slapped a palm with the strength of her waist, and Meng Jun immediately raised his sword to block it in front of him. The power implied in this palm has the power to break rocks and mountains. One point two.

Meng Jun knew that the roof was not his advantage, so he turned over and fell back to the ground. Jing Tong raised his mouth and turned back to the ground.

Just as Jing Tong stepped on the ground, Meng Jun's sword had already pierced in front of her eyes. Jing Tong put the wristband of her right hand on the edge of the sword and pushed it out. The facade of Meng Jun.

Meng Jun opened his eyes, kicked his feet, bowed his waist and raised his head to dodge. This palm was like a gust of wind and lightning, and the hair tied in front of Meng Jun's forehead was blown away. His face was disheveled and he was very embarrassed. When was he so embarrassed in front of others? When he became angry from embarrassment, a wave of resentment was concentrated on the sword. I am dying.

Cao Shiyuan was a little surprised by Meng Jun's abnormality. During this period of time, none of the warriors who came was Meng Jun's opponent. Even if there were some, they could barely draw with him. I want to see if the young man in front of me can resist it. If he can, Wuying Valley will have another talent in the future.

The temptation that should have been stopped at the end has turned into an irresistible trend. Instead of stopping it, Cao Shiyuan became more and more vigorous because he firmly believed that anyone could be bribed. It is the most irresistible temptation. If it is not for money or other things, there is always one thing that the other party wants, and grasping the other party's desire is equivalent to capturing people's hearts. Talents in the world, as long as Cao Shiyuan wants, He is confident that he can buy it.

Facing the oncoming fatal blow, Jing Tong didn't think much about it, and formed a stream of air between her palms, and then pushed forward, the distance between the tip of the black iron sword and the distance between Jing Tong's palms It was less than one foot, but it was this distance that prevented Meng Jun's sword from advancing or retreating.

There is a kind of suction between those palms. Standing in front of Meng Jun, he feels as if he is facing a huge vortex. Not to mention the black iron sword is firmly locked in it, even Meng Jun himself cannot move. , the hands and feet could not move half a point.

It would be easy for Jing Tong to take Meng Jun's life at this time, but Jing Tong knew that it was not suitable to take action at this time. She should hide her strength so that she could survive in Wuying Valley in the future. Now it is the right time to give Meng Jun a step down .

Jing Tong trembled her hands inadvertently, creating an illusion that her skills could not be connected. Meng Jun felt that his hands and feet could use his strength, and he could thrust forward with all his strength.

The air flow in Jing Tong's palm was broken by it, and he was knocked back a few steps in an instant.

Meng Jun took advantage of the momentum to pursue and went up with his sword.

"Stop! Stop here." Cao Shiyuan finally shouted.

Meng Jun immediately stopped his steps and retreated his sword, his eyes revealed his deep dissatisfaction.

bang... bang... bang...

Fireworks were set off on the attics on both sides of the strait, adding another icing on the cake to this lively night. The fireworks exploded for miles into the sky.

Yu Ji, the flower leader on the sedan chair, was also attracted by the fireworks. Suddenly there was the sound of children crying from behind the sedan chair. Yu Ji looked behind and saw a few children pointing at the bottom of the sedan chair and crying. Yu Ji looked down and saw a The ball hit the foot of the sedan chair. Presumably the children lost the ball here but dared not come to pick it up, so they cried on the sidelines.

Meng Jun retreated to the side, Jing Tong took a step forward, everything was seen by Jing Tong, Yu Ji whispered a few words in Cao Shiyuan's ear, then got off the sedan chair, picked up the ball in Qian's hand, and walked towards the child's bed direction to go.

Jing Tong was attracted by a few clear and crisp laughter, following the laughter, Jing Tong saw the childlike Yu Ji, she was playing with the children, and she had a great time playing with a small ball Almost, upon closer inspection, there seems to be a kind of girlish innocence hidden on Yu Ji's charming face, which is far from her usual gorgeous and seductive temperament when children are playing. Brings back some memories.

Where have you seen it?It used to be so familiar...

Yu Ji smiled sweetly, held the ball in her hand, hit it three times on the ground, then lifted it with her backhand and threw it into the air, then caught it back with one hand and spun it around, her technique was skillful and free.

Jing Tong's eyes widened, as if a great stimulus had touched her nerves, causing her body to freeze involuntarily, and memories flooded her.

"Sister Jing, would you like to play football with me?"

"Sister Jing, give me the ball, I can't reach it!"

"Sister Jing, this is my own ball game, unique in the world, only me!"

"Sister Jing..."

With a bang, Jing Tong felt as if someone had slapped her head hard, her palms were sweating coldly, and she froze in place.

Cao Shiyuan originally wanted to ask the young man in front of him, but he found that the man in front of him stood there motionless, his eyes staring straight ahead. Cao Shiyuan was very curious about what the man in front of him was looking at, and what could make him seem to be away from him. Stand like a soul.

Cao Shiyuan looked back, and there was a cunning flash in his eyes, with a look of sudden realization. He mistakenly thought that the person in front of him was bewitched by Yu Ji's beauty, and thought to himself, the kid really has eyesight. It seems that it is not difficult for him to work for himself. The key Isn't it on Yu Ji?

"Hahaha..." Cao Shiyuan couldn't help laughing out loud. He had acquired another talent. If the young man liked Yu Ji, no matter whether Wanhuang Tower had hidden any power, Cao Shiyuan must have a way. Lou wanted Yu Ji to fulfill his bastard son's wish, but now, he has changed his mind, the talent in front of him is always more useful than his bastard son.

Cao Shiyuan's loud laughter brought back Jing Tong's thoughts of going away, and almost showed his flaws, she can't be her, won't...

Cao Shiyuan winked at his subordinates, who held an invitation letter and handed it to Jing Tong.

"What's your name?" Cao Shiyuan asked.

"Xiazhuang Lixuan is from the south, and his ancestral home is Guangdong."

"Okay! Fog Shadow Valley welcomes you, let's go! Let's go back to the valley and talk in detail! Haha..."

Yu Ji had already returned to the sedan chair, Cao Shiyuan signaled his men to continue on their way.

Jing Tong quietly followed the footsteps of the bearers. Along the way, Jing Tong looked for opportunities to observe Yu Ji. Several times, Yu Ji would smile at Jing Tong when she felt Jing Tong's gaze.

Jing Tong was thinking, if Yu Ji was really her, would she still remember herself?It's a pity that she now shows herself as Zhuang Lixuan, presumably if it's really her, she wouldn't recognize herself in this attire.

Then do you want her to reveal her identity?If she is not her, how will she clean up the situation?

The task has not been completed, how to choose?

Ye Yaoyao finally couldn't hold back after staying in the hut for many days. She held Jing Tong's last poem in her hand and read it over and over again. I am willing, rather than waiting like this any longer, I might as well ask myself to understand.

The guards on the hillside stopped Ye Xinyao and asked, "Who is here?"

"I want to go up the mountain to find Jing'er." Ye Yao suppressed the anger that was about to explode in her heart, without Jing Tong by her side, the guards in front of her were all pretending, remembering that the guards were respectful when they saw Jing Tong last time.

"No such person," said the guard.

"What!? You're new here!" Ye Yao asked with her hands on her hips.

"It's true that there is no such person, let's go!" said the guard.

In fact, Ye Yaoyao had long suspected that Jing Tong had something to hide from her, and now it seems that this is indeed the case. In order to go up the mountain smoothly, Ye Yaoyao found the entourage that Jing Tong ordered to take care of her earlier, under the arrangement of that entourage, Ye Yaoyao finally I was able to go up the mountain smoothly.

"Hey, just take me to Jing'er's room." Ye Yao shouted to the follower.

The entourage turned back and murmured in his heart, if the guard Feng didn't tell me to take care of you, I wouldn't dare to take you up the mountain, and you are a bad-tempered young lady, I really have had enough.

This attendant's name is Liang San, because Yifeng ordered him not to tell Ye Yaoyao about Jing Tong's death, so the attendant said to Ye Yaoyao: "Miss Ye, please wait here, I will pass the news immediately."

Ye Yaoyao waved her hands, and Liang San went down.

After all, this is Ye Yaoyao's first time going to Baihua Mountain Villa. Jing Tong didn't take her up the mountain before, but now that she has the opportunity, she must not be able to control her feet. Ye Yaoyao was wandering around, and unexpectedly found a familiar figure, who was so... Cheng Nianxi, who hasn't been seen for a long time?

Cheng Nianxi was sitting alone in the gazebo, Ye Yaoyao approached calmly, ready to surprise her, but when he got closer, she realized that she was drinking?She was drinking in broad daylight and seeing her acting strangely, so Ye Yaoyao didn't show up immediately, but quietly hid aside to peek at what she was doing.

Cheng Nianxi was already feeling drunk, otherwise she should have sensed Ye Yao's approach long ago. Cheng Nianxi put down the jug and stood up, walking briskly to the stone table. There was a portrait of a delicate woman on the table. Just staring at it in front of me.

Ye Yaoyao stretched her neck longer and longer, and finally saw the person in the painting, huh?Why is the person in this painting so familiar?

It's clearly Jing'er!

The author has something to say: Did Yu Ji guess who?