Two people from each of the eight states will participate in archery, horse riding and archery, and there will be a total of eighteen people including the Demon Realm. Half of them will be eliminated today. Jiang Mi didn't want to participate at first, but when he heard that the leader of the Immortal Alliance participated in four events alone, he felt that it wouldn't be considered bullying if he participated in horse riding and archery.
Those who have always participated in this project are all monks. Although they are forbidden to use magic power, their long-term practice has made their physical fitness far superior to that of ordinary people.
The entire Tianyuan Mountain was used as a hunting ground, and a barrier had been built around it to prevent the prey from running away. As soon as the huge iron cage and iron bolt were opened, dozens of giant deer ran out and scattered all over Tianyuan Mountain. After an hour, they would be ranked according to the number of antlers harvested.
The golden gong rang, the hunting ground gate opened, and eighteen golden-armored black horses rolled in with smoke and dust. One of the young men with black hair and brown eyes was so dazzling that one could not look away after just one look.
He held a birch bark bow, with iron-bone arrows hanging from his waist. He wore a tight-fitting black gold robe with narrow sleeves, and silver-white jade armor that shone faintly. The armor seemed to have a soul, and once he put it on, it matched his temperament perfectly. His handsome face instantly took on the color of Shura, and his eyebrows were sharp and pressing.
"Is that the Demon Emperor?"
"It's true! This Demon Emperor is even more handsome than the rumors say!"
"What a pity! If it was Sword Master, I would definitely worship him every day..."
The young man had a smile on his face as he galloped on his horse, but he glanced at the crowd and didn't see his sweetheart. He was like a male peacock that couldn't wait to spread its feathers and suddenly lost its target. His face suddenly became gloomy.
Yaoyue, where have you been again?
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A quarter of an hour ago.
She finally separated from a certain Demon King who was pestering her for a while. The followers of the Demon Realm and the monks from the eight states of the Immortal Alliance were crowded together, and the crowds of people watching the hunting ground were numerous and noisy. She felt pain in her ears after standing for a while, so she walked to the lakeside to find a pleasure boat to rest for a while.
At this moment, a sudden roar came from the lake:
"Isn't that the boat of the young master of the Lu family?"
"I heard that he is a playboy. It must be hard for Fairy Xuyin..."
"Keep your voice down, we can't afford to provoke this kind of immortal family!"
Following the crowd's dodging gaze, they saw two Medicine King Valley disciples flying out of a large and gorgeous pleasure boat and landing in front of the girl in red. The two bowed in front of Yao Yue's surprised gaze, speaking respectfully but arrogantly: "Young lady, my master happened to pass by and admires your elegance. Would you mind coming aboard for a drink?"
Yao Yue blinked slowly, pointed at herself and asked, "... me?"
The disciple answered without hesitation: "It's you!" In a pleasure boat not far away, a banquet with music and wine was in full swing, and a young man dressed in gold and jade was casting an undisguised eager glance towards this side.
She thought that Yaowang Valley and Quanxing were friendly, and she didn't need to look for a pleasure boat anymore. After a little hesitation, she nodded: "...Okay."
As soon as Yao Yue got on the boat, the young man had already stood up from the banquet impatiently. When he saw the woman in red up close, he was immediately shocked: "What's your name, young lady? What's your sect? Look at this beautiful autumn scenery, why don't you join me for a tour?"
"Who are you?"
The servant next to him immediately replied proudly: "My master is the youngest son of Master Lu of Medicine King Valley, Lu Zhiwei."
Lu Zhiwei was born after she ascended to heaven, and he is less than two hundred years old now. Five years ago, Yaowang Valley and Wanjian Mountain made peace, and Lu Zhiwei and Yunmeng got married. Lu Zhiwei was very satisfied with this marriage at first. After all, that was the head of Miaoyin Sect, Fairy Xuyin, the dream lover of countless male cultivators in Qianyuan Continent. But after the marriage, this Fairy Xuyin had a face as cold as snow and a heart as cold as ice. She turned a blind eye to all his courtesy and refused to let him touch her. Lu Zhiwei's previous lovers were gentle and considerate. When had he ever been treated coldly by a warm face? After a few months, he couldn't help but go out to have fun, and this marriage was finally dead in name only.
Yao Yue was about to reveal her identity when she heard a cold voice coming from outside the cabin.
"Lu Zhiwei, do you really have to embarrass yourself at the press conference?"
Following the sound, I saw a woman in white, with jingling rings and a skirt that reached the ground. The fragrance of the wind carried the sound of tiny pearls and jades as she walked towards me.
"lady……"
"I don't care how unruly you behave in Huafengzhou, but please be more restrained in Xiandu."
Lu Zhiwei looked at Yunmeng awkwardly and hinted to the servants to quickly disperse the banquet. Seeing this, Yaoyue also blended into the crowd and left, but her red dress was too eye-catching, and the next second she heard Yunmeng shout coldly -
"stop."
The air suddenly stagnated, like a cold and heavy cloud, slowly flowing through the gorgeous pleasure boat in the void.
"Since Fairy Chiyu is here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Yao Yue sighed helplessly, turned around slowly, and raised the corners of her lips:
"Long time no see, Miss Yun."
Even though Yun Meng was extremely reluctant, she had to admit that the girl in red before her was incredibly beautiful.
The eyebrows and eyes are painted with ink, and the lips are outlined with water color, but there is a hint of evil when she lowers her eyes and curls her lips, as if a stroke of thick ink and heavy color has been added to the blue and white porcelain.
"I heard that the fairy Chiyu has lost all her magic power when she came to the mortal world this time." Yun Meng had a long whip in her hand without knowing when, and a chilling smile appeared on her icy face. "I wonder if my revenge for my father today is considered taking advantage of someone's misfortune?"
——Yunmeng has entered the Spirit Transformation Realm for a long time. Although Yin Xiu is not good at fighting, she is from the Yun family after all. Besides, the person in front of her looks like he has just entered the Nascent Soul Realm.
The girl seemed to have heard some terrible joke. She raised her slender jade fingers to cover her red lips, and her naturally charming eyes narrowed.
"Well, I haven't exercised for a long time."
Yun Meng's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she vowed to whip this evil woman until her face was covered with blood. Unexpectedly, as soon as she swung the whip, the man appeared in front of her as fast as lightning, and suddenly two fingers touched her wrist holding the whip. She only felt the muscles in her wrist tremble, and the strength in her hand loosened. The two fingers passed by like ghosts and leisurely snatched the whip from her palm.
Then, with a slight shake, the long snake coiled back and obediently fell into the hands of the witch in red, as lightly as if it had just picked up a petal of flying flower from the wind.
"Fairy Xuyin, please don't bully me for not bringing any weapons."
A hint of teasing appeared at the corner of the girl's lips, which made Yun Meng furious. He drew the dagger from his waist and rushed over.
The space was filled with murderous aura. The knife in Yun Meng's hand condensed with magic power to draw a bright arc. The person took an unhurried step to avoid the blade, and then seized the opportunity ruthlessly and cut her wrist bone heavily with a palm. Immediately, there was a crisp sound of dislocated bones!
"ah!"
Yun Meng cried out in pain, and the next moment Yao Yue caught the falling dagger steadily, grabbed her by the back of the neck and pressed her to the ground.
Bang!
There was a crisp and loud thud, and then the cold blade was pressed against her neck.