Chapter 134 Xie Tingyu's One-Trick Unknown Love Sorrow



Chapter 134 Xie Tingyu's One-Trick Unknown Love Sorrow

"Go to hell." Xie Tingyu cracked a melon seed, threw out two spirit stones, and Zuo Zicheng clasped his hands together with a smile.

"Thank you for your support, come and grab another handful, I have to go somewhere else."

Xie Tingyu smiled and grabbed a handful and put it in Bai Lingling's hand. Zuo Zicheng took the wooden tray and went to another place.

According to Cheng Yan, Zuo Zicheng's family is one of the top ten richest families in the world of cultivation. Logically, they shouldn't be so stingy, but his family adheres to the concept of raising sons in poverty and daughters in wealth, and they treat his two sisters completely differently from him.

This is how he developed the character of being a scrounger and seizing every opportunity to make money.

Bai Lingling's strange look lingered on Zuo Zicheng's back for quite a while, and Xie Tingyu couldn't help laughing twice.

Bai Lingling looked down at the melon seeds in her hand and whispered, "He is the third son of the Zuo family, right?"

"You know him, too?"

"Many of the Zuo family's businesses conflict with ours. My mother gets a headache whenever she mentions them."

Upon hearing this, Xie Tingyu raised her eyebrows. She was not sure how rich Zuo Zicheng's family was, but she knew that the Xiaobai family was a prominent family in the cultivation world. If the Zuo family could compete with them, they must have the confidence.

Bai Lingling realized that the topic had strayed from the topic, and pushed Xie Tingyu's shoulder, "Look, the exam is about to begin."

This should be Wen Zhiyu's last exam, and also the final of the Yan Xiaoyao realm area, a crushing victory without any suspense.

Except for Wen Zhi and Qiu Qingyu who were promoted to Wang Haichao during the imperial examination, everyone else is still at the peak of Yan Xiaoyao.

Therefore, Wen Zhiyu's opponent was undoubtedly at the level of Tan Xiaoyao. Wen Zhiyu's sword swung up and down, and every move was performed with ease.

The opponent knelt on one knee, using a knife to support his staggering body. His face was pale and blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth. He suddenly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

But Wen Zhiyu would not deliberately let the opponent down on the fighting stage. When the next sword energy flew in front of him, the man was knocked away.

The chest was pierced by the sword energy, leaving a bloody scar.

He took a breath and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, which spilled onto the arena, creating a blindingly red patch.

Wen Zhiyu put away his sword and stood up, then bent down and reached down to help him, "Thank you for your teaching."

The other party raised his head and coughed violently twice, "No need, thank you very much, Brother Wen."

Wen Zhiyu had a gentle smile on his face. The trial was over. When he heard the result, he took two steps forward slowly.

He bowed with dignity amid the applause of the crowd.

Xie Tingyu looked at Wen Zhiyu standing on the fighting stage. At the same time, the weather was good and a ray of sunlight shone on his profile, which seemed to coat his profile with a layer of golden light, adding a touch of divinity to his already smiling face.

Wen Zhi looked back, and in some mysterious way, he and Xie Tingyu looked into each other's eyes.

Xie Tingyu sat in the audience, holding melon seeds in one hand and cracking them with the other. She was like another bystander, watching his victory with cold eyes.

The smile on Wen Zhiyu's lips deepened unconsciously. Even if she was angry before, would she still be willing to give him a chance?

Thinking of this, Wen Zhiyu couldn't wait to get off the stage to find Xie Tingyu. Xie Tingyu noticed that Wen Zhiyu's eyes had suddenly changed. She felt puzzled and cracked another melon seed.

Bai Lingling had never eaten this before. She watched Xie Tingyu and learned the movements while eating. She ate so seriously that she actually forgot her original idea.

She spat out the melon seed shells that had accidentally gotten into her mouth, and nudged Xie Tingyu's arm. "Your exam is about to start, are you going back?"

Xie Tingyu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw something.

Her big wavy hair was walking in the backlight with graceful curves, and Xie Tingyu was smiling happily.

"Isn't there still half an hour? Don't be in a hurry." Xie Tingyu only had a few melon seeds left in her hand, and most of them were leftover melon seed shells. She stared at Wen Zhiyu intently and twisted out a melon seed with her fingers.

Hearing this, Bai Lingling was aware of it and asked, "Huh?"

Xie Tingyu raised his hand and threw the melon seeds out. Wen Zhiyu on the stage reached out from the side of the elder in charge of the order of the examination at lightning speed and grabbed the melon seeds.

She glanced at them with her eyes, and under the gaze of everyone, she held the melon seeds in her hand and withdrew her hand.

Bai Lingling was startled by Xie Tingyu's action and didn't understand her intention. "What are you doing?"

Xie Tingyu turned around and explained seriously: "He just lip-synced with me and said he wanted to eat it too."

Hearing this slightly outrageous statement, Bai Lingling couldn't believe it and her expression froze. "Are you sure?"

Xie Tingyu didn't understand what Wen Zhiyu said, as she couldn't read lips.

Xie Tingyu stood up from the audience, stuffed the melon seed shells into the storage bag, and reached out to Bai Lingling. Bai Lingling was slightly stunned, but then she reacted and threw the melon seed shells into Xie Tingyu's storage bag, "You even brought a storage bag specifically for sundries?"

"It's a broken storage bag that Zuo Zicheng tricked me into buying. It's perfect to use as a garbage bag."

"What about the garbage?" Bai Lingling asked as she followed Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu patted the dust off her hands and said, "There's a unique way of saying it in my hometown, which refers to those useless junk." Xie Tingyu suddenly stopped walking, not knowing what she was thinking about. Bai Lingling looked down at her steps and saw that Xie Tingyu lost control of herself when she stopped and suddenly bumped into him.

His head hit Xie Tingyu's back, causing a dull pain on his forehead.

"Your back is so stiff." Bai Lingling raised her hand and stroked her forehead, tears of rationality welling up in her eyes.

When Xie Tingyu felt a heavy blow on his back, he quickly took a step forward and turned around. Seeing this, Xie Tingyu took out an external injury medicine from his storage ring.

Bai Lingling was speechless for a moment, then pulled him over.

It was expected that Wen Zhiyu would win the championship in the Xiaoyao realm examination. With his character of playing the pig and eating the tiger, this was just the tip of the iceberg. His hidden cultivation would only be more terrifying, and when it was exposed one day, it would cause a shock in the world of cultivation.

Therefore, in this examination, apart from the two geniuses who made the cultivation world remember them for entering the Wanghaichao realm, all other geniuses seemed to be overshadowed.

The two people who were tied for the top of the Fenghua list also

"Why are you two here?"

The indifferent voice could not hide the joy, and the person who came was Ze Lan.

Xie Tingyu had just seen Ze Lan coming over, so he also stood up and walked closer. Now the three of them looked at each other, and Xie Tingyu took the initiative to break the silence, "It's been a long time since we last met, did you miss me, Daoist Fellow Ze Lan?"

"Ayu, it seems you miss me too." Ze Lan had big black wavy hair and a smile appeared on her originally indifferent face. She became charming in front of Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu felt like she had been struck by her beauty. "Don't be so gentle to me. I can't handle it."

She took two steps back and raised her hands to cover her eyes, but secretly left a huge gap so that she could look at Ze Lan openly.

Ze Lan and Bai Ling Ling looked at each other. Bai Ling Ling couldn't help but rolled her eyes. "Ms. Xie, you are too exaggerated."

Xie Tingyu was about to retort when Bai Lingling continued, "When you see a beautiful woman, you usually just stare at her. When have you ever been so pretentious?"

Her words hit the nail on the head, and Xie Tingyu had no way of refuting them.

So she sighed slowly, "You make me so sad, dear Miss Bai, although you know me very well, please don't expose me in this situation."

Even if the projection stone would not notice this corner, there were still many spectators at the Qingyun Club, and the sound of the white spirit bell was quite loud and could be heard.

Bai Lingling suddenly felt a chill on her back. She shivered and turned around, muttering to herself, "Why do I feel a little cold all of a sudden?"

“Huh!”

Bai Lingling suddenly jumped up and grabbed Xie Tingyu's sleeve. Xie Tingyu followed her and tilted his head. His tall figure blocked the light as he stood behind her with a lonely look on his face.

If I'm not mistaken, there is also... grievance?

What is he feeling wronged about?

Xie Tingyu was puzzled, and Wen Zhiyu said, "Junior sister, don't you want to say hello to me before leaving?"

Ze Lan took a step forward and stood between Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu. Xie Tingyu silently raised his thumb. There was madness hidden in Wen Zhiyu's eyes. Xie Tingyu felt the violent aura on Wen Zhiyu, as if he was on the verge of going crazy.

Does he have a specific time limit for going crazy, and now it has reached the fixed time of his madness and he needs her to comfort him?

As a comfort dog?

No, he is the dog.

Xie Tingyu accidentally cursed himself, and in his heart he cursed himself, then looked up, "Brother, Master said he came specially to watch your match, and he hopes you can be grateful and kowtow to him."

Her expression was serious, gentle and thoughtful, but she couldn't tell whether Xie Tingyu was joking or not after a long while.

Too true.

But Master is really such a disrespectful old man.

Wen Zhiyu was a little shaken, but his expression remained unchanged.

The two men were facing each other secretly, trying to see who would be defeated first.

Ze Lan stood between the two of them, like an indestructible wall, separating their emotions.

He was worried on both sides. On one hand, he was worried about how to face Wen Zhiyu, and on the other hand, he was worried about how to make Xie Tingyu willing to face him.

Bai Lingling felt a headache just looking at them, as both of them didn't look very smart. Are geniuses just stupid when it comes to love?

Especially Xie Tingyu. When Bai Lingling first discovered Wen Zhiyu's feelings for Xie Tingyu in Xilin Huanlou, she felt that Xie Tingyu knew everything.

It seems like he knows everything, but actually he is missing one trick.

There is only one thing I don't understand.

Her final examination was about to begin, and Xie Tingyu made an excuse, "After the examination, I will talk to you in detail and make everything clear, okay?"

Wen Zhiyu's eyelids twitched, and he said hoarsely, "Okay."

Xie Tingyu nodded. The final opponent left in the Fu Shi Yu realm was already waiting on the fighting stage.

The female cultivator from Nanjingyue Island stood on the stage with a calm look in her eyes, looking down upon the people below.

Xie Tingyu took a step forward with a sword in his hand.

She rolled her eyes and scanned the audience, and a struggle flashed in Xie Tingyu's eyes.

It seems more reasonable to start laying the groundwork here.

People who are possessed by demons will always feel something is wrong beforehand, so she can plant a hidden clue here.

The imperial examination begins.

Without anyone noticing, Xie Tingyu's red thread was stained with black and purple mist.

The female cultivator from Nanjingyue Island glanced in an unknown direction, then narrowed her eyes slightly and shouted softly, "Sword of the Heart, enlighten my heart; Mirror of the Moon, summon the inner demon."

Someone who understood quickly said, "The Sword Technique of Questioning the Heart? Isn't this the sword technique used to interrogate demons?"


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