Chapter 41: dusk

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Yin Yue felt that the atmosphere between the scenes changed instantly.
Everyone's eyes fall on him, and they are all incomprehensible.
He took the sword back and saw Chen Yi laughing, and he also gave him a gift. "Today's World War I, I am convinced."
Yin Yi is more and more fortunate to think, this fake and inferior high imitation aura, can not pull a lot of hate value.
So he also gave the other party a gift, "concession."
The deacon disciple shouted, "At the end of the game, the end of the mountain is more and more win--"
This test was ups and downs, and it was said to be wonderful, but no one was bleeding.
The two sides began with a correct and calm ceremony and ended in the same way.
Yin Yin went down the stage and the disciples of Yan Yashan had already come up. Looks like a sorrow, but also with some kind of ... hate iron does not become a steel.
He is very uncomfortable to watch.
The next moment, the crowd separated, and he was on the eye of Luo Mingchuan. Still a clear amber.
With a shallow care and worry, he asked him, "Can you be injured?"
As his first match ended.
At that moment, Yin Yin suddenly felt very comforted.
No matter how the world looks at him, Luo Mingchuan sees his eyes have not changed.
What is his hate value!
The brothers have been drying in the sun for so long, waiting for me to help him go home! ~\\(≧▽≦)/~
Luo Mingchuan coughed and said in a concise manner. "There are still some things. I will take the first step with my younger brother."
Everyone showed a stun look.
The road under the foot is already familiar with the heart. When turning the alley, Yin Yin helped the body of Luo Mingchuan.
The unfinished meaning of the cold water sword raged in the skeleton of the meridians, which made him unable to rely on closer.
I feel that it is too close, and the brothers who are always polite may not be used to it. Just wanting to let some distance, I heard Luo Mingchuan sincerely said, "Thank you for your brother."
No thanks~\\(≧▽≦)/~

The two did not hesitate to go. When the audience returned to the world, the back had gone far to be invisible and solidified into a point under the sky.
Arguments and sighs rang.
He Yan sighed, "Yin Shi brother is like this... Fortunately, Luo brothers look at it."
Duan Chongxuan doesn't know what to say. He has a deeper understanding of his character than his own.
"Fortunately, with the strength of the four divisions, you will not be bullied by others."
Some people disagreed, "Yin Shixiong is highly educated and has outstanding strength. However, if someone has a bad heart in the future, would you like to lie to him? For example, if you have pity and sympathy? What should I do?"
"Yin brother is always cold with a face! It looks like a cold-hearted look! This is great!"
"Yes! Although it is easy to be misunderstood! But it can also be shocking!"
The disciples of Yan Yashan gathered together and expressed deep concern about the character of their own brothers. Finally, they came to the conclusion that Luo brothers must be optimistic about people! We must work hard to make people look good!
He took the disciple's disciple to the stage and helped Chen Yi down. Chen Yi waved his hand and motioned that they should not worry. They did not get hurt.
The pile of smoke on the stands finally finally let go.
Someone suddenly announced a Buddha number in the stands. Everyone looked and saw a gray robes in a temple.
Buddhism has always been low-key, especially the Buddhist temple in the temple, which is also in the downtown area.
Zi Ming is the younger brother of the first lecturer in the Temple of the Emperor, where both the generation and the cultivation are placed. But when he didn't talk, almost no one noticed him.
The voice of his speech and the like of the spring breeze are like chanting the scriptures. "Amitabha, the uncle of the teacher often said that my Buddhist disciples are walking in the world, not because they are concessions because of compassion, but because they need to have 'Bodhisattva, King Kong means'. Inferiority did not understand before, but today I understand that the original is the person like Yin Shizhu."
Everyone was filled with emotions, and I didn’t know what to say.
The elders of Bao Puzong snorted and whispered,
"Where is the heart and the soft, it is the woman's benevolence! The future is also difficult to become a big weapon! Juggernaut actually has such an apprentice!"
Suddenly he felt a cold behind him and hurriedly turned back. He saw the elder of Mozong looking at him coldly.
This is the object of Yin Yi’s grievances. He is a disciple. His own words, although the voice is low, it is difficult to avoid the eyes and ears of the half-ride. Among the people who watched the battle today, the elders of Emperor Zongzong were the highest. At that glance, there was no half-pressure leak, but it was full of threats. He had to face his face and no longer speak.
The elders of the Qingjian Sword School also spoke up, faintly saying, "Juggernaut has such an apprentice, it is a good thing."
The middle-aged woman’s cold-eyed shocked the people of Bao Puzong, and when she turned to the pile of smoke, the face showed a bit of affection. She had already seen the war situation clearly.
"Your younger brother has done his best to make the last knives, and the whole body has been overflowing, and it is almost empty. If the sword is settled, he will not be able to take it for a year." Knife. Even if you have your mother's 'Golden Jade Dew', you have to raise a half-year injury."
Speaking of this, it turns to warning again.
"In the future, no matter who you fight with, if it is not a struggle between life and death, the body of the body must not be scattered, and you will be placed in the midst of danger. As for the child, the child is cold and hot, and the face is hard. You will not be able to do enough to be a human being. You will not have to learn him in the future."
The pile of smoke still promised to be soft. "The aunt taught that the smoke knows."
The middle-aged woman nodded with satisfaction.
In the heart of Qu Duan, he thought about the cold-hearted teenager, and couldn’t help laughing.
The heart is kind and soft, and it is not good for the world. She feels good.
It is unique and unique.
Regardless of how everyone thinks, the third round of the Folding Flower Club will continue. This wonderful battle will eventually be exhausted.
However, there is still talk in the teahouse pub. If the lake sword is first unsheathed, there will be a power of Wanshan breaking the moon. It should not be underestimated. I don’t know which one is sharper than the wind and rain sword?
This question, Yin Yi, I can't answer it.
He sat on the futon and wiped the sword with a crepe. He looked serious and his movements were meticulous.
In my mind, I recalled the details of the battle at that time. It is not an illusion. This sword is under the deterrent of the moon. When it is sheathed, it is indeed a light shock of the sword. It is humming and screaming.
But still do not accept his true yuan, silent and stubborn. If the first sacred ‘Peace of the ‘All Saints’ is still alive, I’m afraid it’s not so big.
Thinking of this, Yin Yin’s inner heart is almost collapsed.
#师父, you passed the sword out of the year. #
#我想谈说 with this sword#

After the seventh day, the third round of the Folding Party will end. The Qu Duo smoke did not show up in the subsequent test. Many people lamented that the beauty was shocked. I wonder if this life has a goodbye.
There should have been forty people to advance, but there have been several battles with both losses, and the winner has given up the next round of qualifications. Therefore, there are only 36 people in the promotion.
Before the fourth round of draws, the participating disciples had three days to rest. The Qingjian Swordsmen also dispatched personnel to do the reinforcement and repair work of the squad.
There are more foreign practitioners in Yecheng, waiting to watch the next round. The daily patrols of the Black Guards have increased a lot, and the business of the city’s wine cellar shops and gambling houses is better.
Now the disciples of the various sects have been eliminated and rushed to the crowd, far more than still in the competition.
Many people are out of the pressure of the game, they like to go to the next small note in the gambling, small gambling, support their own Zongmen, adjust the practice life.
Although the results of the next round of the draw have not yet come out, but many people know about the restaurant that day, the wind and rain Jianshan and the Juggernaut disciple Yin will eventually have a battle, so the gambling bureau opened early.
The slogan that Yin Yiyue showed before in the battle made him rumored to be ruined and ruined. Therefore, the odds of winning and losing between the two men are not much different.
But always, the realm of Zhongshan is higher, and there must be more. After all, there was still someone in the previous round of trials who questioned the repair of his late break, thinking that he was already a half-step.
At the edge of the autumn lake, Luo Mingchuan and Yin Yin repeated the practice of practicing, practicing swords and guiding words.
Duan Chongxuan was busy practicing, practicing swords and being instructed. During his busy schedule, he ran to the gambling house to detain his brother.
So he was handsome in the eyes of Yecheng girl, and the image of young and rich gold was even more stalwart.
This almost all-people participation, the big gambling in full swing, only the Emperor Baozong did not participate.
It's not because they are practicing hard, they are detached from low-level fun. Instead, in the initial battle between Yin and Yue, they borrowed a large sum of money from Yecheng Qianzhuang to win. Later, the gambling bureau lost, and the money was not enough for a time, or the elders of the team personally paid for the money, only to pay off the debts in the bank.
This incident was passed back to the Hengduan Mountains in the Western Continent, and was rumored by the elders of the Zongmenli to blame ‘a shame.’ Therefore, now the Emperor Baozong disciple does not dare to gamble again.
The three days of Yecheng are about to pass, and when Wujinxi falls, there will be a cool breeze.
The people in the city moved out of the bamboo chairs and were cool in the streets and lanes. They used the pupa and the melon seeds to talk about the new fancy flowers. The lanterns on the flower building couldn't wait to hang up. The merchants in the main street of the center began to prepare for the night market, and the lanterns in the big gates were also picked up early.
The disciples at the end of the autumn lake ended their day of practicing swords and practices. Some went back to the house to prepare for the meditation, while others went to the center of the city, and they also had to join in the excitement of Yecheng.
The afterglow of the West is sprinkled, and the lake is floating in gold. The tired bird homishes, and a white wall and gray tiled residential courtyard in the distance rises and rises.
The shadows of the lake gradually went away, the laughter also dispersed, and the autumn lake in the dusk quieted down.
Only the breeze is blowing, blowing the weeping willows around the lake.
So far, it is no different from the past.
But today it is doomed to be different.
Because there is a little girl standing under the willow tree.
No one knows when she came and how long she has been standing.
She seemed to be there silently, and the evening wind and weeping will not notice.
She wore a purple gown, wide sleeves and a narrow waist, and the clothes were embroidered with dark lines. The bead of the hair is not a wooden jade, only a round pearl is embedded in the tail, which shines in the sunset.
When the white-haired teenager pushed out the door and walked toward the lake with a sword, she smiled lightly.
A smile three springs.
Weeping willow is more colorful, how can she have her pear vortex?
The lake is shining again. Why is her eyes bright?