Yue Liangze tilted his head, seemed to really think about it for a while, and finally said: "No."
Ling Luo: “…”
You deserve it!
She hummed softly and buried her head in eating.
A smile flashed across Yue Liangze's eyes and he bent down to continue repairing the window.
This was not the first time he had done this and he was very skilled at it.
The two hadn't seen each other for four years, which was a very long time. After thousands of days and nights, they had become strangers to each other, but when they stood together, it was very natural, just as usual.
Yue Liangze would occasionally glance at the person behind the window and feel his calm heart move slightly.
After eating, Lingluo blew away the sawdust beside her, lay down by the window, and looked down at Yue Liangze who was pasting paper on the window on the ground.
"How are Song Yuanyuan and the others doing?" Yue Liangze asked.
"Very good." Lingluo said, "I entered the secular world this year. After the Golden Luan Pool Banquet, I don't plan to return to Tianji. I want to travel around the world."
Yue Liangze: "What about you?"
"I have also entered the world." Ling Luo narrowed her eyes. His words reminded her of many things.
The Jinluan Pool Banquet began, and disasters followed one after another.
"Since you are here to attend the Jinluan Pool Banquet, why do you only bring an ordinary sword?" Yue Liangze asked.
That is the sword of the beginner.
Considering how favored she is in Dongdao Tianji, it would be impossible.
The ultimate goal of the Jinluan Pool Banquet is to seize the Immortal Jade. Since it is a sword, the competition is implicitly based on the way of sword cultivation.
Yue Liangze thought that if she only used Yingxi it would be disadvantageous.
"Because I can beat them with an ordinary sword." Ling Luo said without exaggeration or modesty.
Yue Liangze was silent.
It seems he was overthinking it.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ling Luo looked at him suspiciously: "You don't think I will lose, do you?"
Yue Liangze: “No.”
"Yes! Otherwise why didn't you say anything just now!" Ling Luo glared at him, "When I competed with you in swordplay before, do you think I haven't improved at all over the years? Don't you know that others say I'm the best in swordsmanship?"
Yue Liangze nodded, "You are."
Ling Luo: “…”
Perfunctory!
Ling Luo said unhappily, "Pay for the sword! I think the Wusheng in your hand is pretty good."
Wusheng, who was placed next to Yue Liangze, suddenly shook and let out a short, sharp whistle.
Wusheng really couldn't bear it anymore.
Not only did you ask my master to give up on me, but now you want to steal my sword!
You are attracted by the invincible me and my invincible scabbard, so you try every means to deceive my master with sweet words, right?
Yue Liangze glanced at Wusheng and said honestly, "It doesn't want to."
Ling Luo: "You are the sword master, you have the final say!"
"If it doesn't want to, I'll hurt you if I give it to you," Yue Liangze said, "I'll go find the sword after I finish repairing the window."
Chu Yi next door couldn't stand it anymore.
He pushed open the window and said coldly, "You want her to use the sword given by the Holy Sword Sect to compete?"
Yue Liangze did not seem to be panicking. He had already judged from the sounds that Chu Yi next door was not asleep.
Ling Luo looked up in dissatisfaction, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"How can anyone sleep if you two keep talking outside?" Chu Yi looked at them with gloomy eyes and said unceremoniously, "What's the point of repairing a broken window? Don't you know how to spell the wind? It's not that hard to block the wind. There are hundreds of spells to block the wind and drive away the cold."
"Did the Holy Sword Sect and Tianji never teach you anything? You don't know anything?"
"You have the strongest physique after practicing swordsmanship all day, but you are afraid that you can't stand the cold wind at night?"
"Where has your practice gone?"
Ling Luo: “…”
Yue Liangze blinked.
Chu Yi raised his hand and cast a wind-binding spell in front of Lingluo's window, and said coldly: "Don't put away the sword, and don't give it to her."
You’re welcome.
Ling Luo raised her hand and crushed Chu Yi's wind-binding spell.
"Ignore him." Lingluo lowered her voice and said, "He saw the moon in the sky tonight and couldn't control himself."
Yue Liangze picked up the papered window and asked in confusion, "The moon in the sky?"
Lingluo just smiled and didn't answer.
Yue Liangze re-fixed the window and opened it again to test it to make sure there was no problem.
"I'll give you the sword later." Lingluo said, "It's not good to take the sword you gave me at the meeting tomorrow."
She can win with a wooden sword anyway.
Yue Liangze paused for a moment, then lowered his head and said "hmm".
Yue Liangze left when Lingluo closed the window.
The moon was still hidden in the dark clouds, and the bright moonlight was struggling to escape from the surrounding darkness.
Chu Yi could finally sleep peacefully.
In the dream, the moonlight was grand, two rows of cherry trees were arranged neatly, the night breeze was blowing gently, and the road was covered with flower rain.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect were walking on the road laughing and joking, carrying wine jars and holding wine glasses, but he fell behind his companions because he walked along the path in the cherry forest and ran into a woman who was secretly carving a magic circle behind a flower tree.
While his companions were walking along the road in joy, he was being pinned to a tree by a veiled woman and cast a spell on her.
Like a cherry-colored gauze skirt, when she raised her hand, the wide sleeves slipped down to reveal her snow-white wrist with a circle of red scales tied around it.
She stretched out a finger and pressed lightly on her lips.
The eyes revealed by the veil are like those of a deer, clear and moist, well-behaved and charming.
The woman pressed a finger on his lips and with one hand held a small sword, carving on the cherry tree behind his shoulder.
Chu Yi was immobilized by the curse, and the finger silenced him, making him unable to speak. He could only gather his strength secretly to try to break the restriction.
The woman was so focused and serious that she didn't notice Chu Yi breaking through the restriction. The sudden burst of spiritual power made a fight between the two inevitable.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yi easily grabbed the woman's neck and pushed her to the ground.
Seeing the panic in the woman's eyes, Chu Yi sneered, "Are you scared now?"
The woman was obviously no match for her in close combat. No matter how hard she struggled, Chu Yi disarmed her and tied her hands above her head. He bent his knees and pressed against her ribs in the lower abdomen. The woman frowned in pain as the gravity pressed down on her.
Chu Yi snatched the small sword from her hand and placed it across the woman's throat. When she tried to resist, the blade pressed into her delicate skin, leaving a bloody mark.
The woman didn't move, she realized that this man was really going to kill her.
Chu Yi pulled off the veil with one hand, revealing a face that was stunningly beautiful.
But he was stunned.
Because he had seen this face.
A few years ago, it was Beiting Yuegong’s wedding day.
Chu Yi frowned and let the man go immediately.
The woman was lying on the ground, seemingly frightened, her dark eyes were misty and a few tears were gleaming in them.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
Chu Yi looked slightly embarrassed.
I didn't know his identity just now and attacked him too harshly.
The woman raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips, slowly put on her veil, half stood up, and made some sign language gestures to Chu Yi.
"Sorry, keep it a secret."
Although Chu Yi had doubts in his heart, he could only nod.
There was mist in the woman's eyes, bewitching him as if he had entered a rainy courtyard, feeling lonely, cold and miserable, so he couldn't bear to refuse.
The surrounding cherry trees watched the two of them in silence.
Chu Yi also watched the woman leave in silence.
But--
What are the consequences of beating up the current Palace Master of Beiting Moon Palace?
Chu Yi was still thinking about this when he woke up the next day.
I'm afraid even Yun Shouxi can't protect him.
Chu Yi looked depressed. He got up early and took Ling Luo to the Taichu fighting arena.
There are already crowds of people here and it is very lively.
Next to the circular arena is a five-story stand that can accommodate thousands of people.
The arena is only open during the Jinluan Pool Banquet, and anyone other than Xihai Taichu disciples can enter. Therefore, many cultivators who are not from the Twelve Immortal Sects or ordinary people will come to watch the fun.
There are six competition arenas in total, which can hold multiple competitions at the same time.
On the first day, the strength of each contestant varied greatly and the competition progressed quickly. However, Xihai Taichu had to control the number of remaining players to less than 100 today.
If the winning side wins five games in a row, it will advance to the next round.
The order was arranged by Xihai Taichu.
Lingluo and Song Yuanyuan met at Field No. 6.
After learning that Yue Liangze was a member of the Holy Sword Sect, Song Yuanyuan was happy and melancholy.
My mood kept jumping back and forth between "My little dad has made great progress" and "It will be too difficult to speak to my little dad from now on because I have to be very careful and consider the atmosphere."
"Did the Golden Luan Pool Banquet actually alarm people from the Holy Sword Sect to come and watch?" Chang Fei's focus was off.
"They should be here to attend the 100th day banquet for the headmaster's granddaughter. It has nothing to do with the Golden Luan Pool Banquet." Xu Shen said, "You should be more careful. You tricked the civet cat into running a black shop."
Chang Fei's face was pale, and his eyes were filled with the words "death is approaching".
Xu Shen and Song Yuanyuan were at the front of the queue, so it was their turn soon.
Ling Luo and Chang Fei left for the next arena and met a group of people from the Xiaoyao Sect on the way.
The young men walked in front, laughing and joking. The last girl was holding several swords in her arms, so she walked slowly and accidentally fell to the ground.
The young man who heard the noise looked back and said impatiently: "Su Shang, you can't move just because I asked you to hold a few swords. Where has your practice gone? Get up quickly! Don't delay us from watching the senior brother's duel!"
Su Shang bit his lip and apologized softly.
When she bent down to pick up the sword, a shadow fell, and a handsome and delicate young man gave her a friendly smile and helped her pick up the sword.
"Hey, you are carrying so much by yourself." Chang Fei said, "It's too heavy. Let me help you carry it first."
“No, no need.” Su Shang shook his head in panic, his cheeks unconsciously reddened, “I can take it by myself…”
"But you can't carry so much, and you'll fall over. It's much easier for me to carry it than for you."
Chang Fei said, "Let's go. I'll take you there first, so you don't fall again."
He said to Lingluo, "I'm going to do a good deed first, I'll be back later!"
Ling Luo glanced at the girl next to him and hummed lazily.
She remembered this man.
When she razed the Xiaoyao Sect, she only left Su Shang alive.
Chang Fei took his people away, but Su Shang looked back at Ling Luo several times.
She hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Can you tell me the name of the girl you were walking with just now?"
Chang Fei wondered, "I was the one who helped you hold the sword, why did you want her name instead of mine?"
Su Shang blushed again, and waved his hands in shock: "I, I just think she looks familiar, like someone I knew before."
"Then don't I look familiar to you?" Chang Fei asked, pointing at himself.
Su Shang shook his head.
Chang Fei's eyes widened: "Then you can only choose between my name and hers. Whose name do you want?"
Su Shang had never been so distressed.
Facing Chang Fei's unconvinced expression, she finally admitted defeat, avoided his gaze, and whispered, "You, yours."
Only then did Chang Fei smile, happy.
He sent Su Shang to the next arena, and when they left, he said, "We are next door. If you think she looks like an old friend, go ask her in person. If she is, we can reminisce about the past. If not, we can make a friend."
"besides--"
He winked at Su Shang and motioned her to come closer.
Su Shang lowered her head slightly and listened to him lower his voice and say, "You wear your hairpin the wrong way around."
Su Shang: "..."
She looked panicked and reached out to touch it, but saw Chang Fei raised his hand first and put it back on for her.
Lingluo was sitting in the stands, watching Xu Shen's competition. He didn't use Jiangxi, but held a sword in his hand.
Xu Shen’s goal was not to be the first, he would be satisfied if he could get into the top 100.
When Chang Fei arrived, Xu Shen had already won four games.
"What's the situation now?" he asked as he sat down and handed Lingluo a drink.
Ling Luo took it and held it in her hand: "The last one."
"That's no suspense." Chang Fei rolled his eyes and said, "The girl just now was called Su Shang. She told me that you looked familiar and asked me your name, but I didn't give it to her."
Lingluo narrowed her eyes.
It doesn’t matter whether you give it or not, you will meet it soon anyway.
"Do you have any impression of the people from Xiaoyao Sect?"
Everyone knows that Lingluo has a grudge with the Xiaoyao Sect. Although they don't know the details of the grudge, they usually pay some attention to the Xiaoyao Sect.
Ling Luo took a sip of her drink and said leisurely, "Yes, I have a good impression of it."
"Not bad? That's good." Chang Fei leaned back in his chair and said in a relaxed tone, "Just now I saw her being bullied and I helped her out of pity. Then I realized it was someone from the Xiaoyao Sect and I was afraid that I had helped someone who had treated you badly before. My heart was trembling when I came back. Oh, I was so scared."
Ling Luo rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "The feud is between me and Xiaoyao Sect, what are you always afraid of?"
Chang Fei said innocently: "If I have to choose one, I will definitely help you."
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