Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

Day two.

Zhang Xiaofan also participated in the Qingyunmen Seven Meridian Martial Arts Trial, he was inevitably a little nervous, but with the encouragement of his wife and senior brothers, his nervousness eased a lot.

Bells and cauldrons rang together, and the competition had officially begun.

Tian Buyi and Suru looked at each other, and said to all the disciples: "You all know the place of the competition, and it was clearly written on the red list just now, after the competition starts, I and your teacher's wife will also be there Don't embarrass us by watching you compete under the stage."

Everyone left at the same sound, Zhang Xiaofan stood at the same spot, watching the brothers go away, suddenly felt unspeakable pain in his heart, walked slowly to the red list, and read it carefully again.

He and that Chaoyang Peak disciple Chu Yuhong were arranged to compete on the farthest "Zhen" stage.

Zhang Xiaofan gave a wry smile, and walked forward.Along the way, countless disciples of Qingyun walked back and forth, chatting and laughing, Zhang Xiaofan listened to it, and as he walked, he couldn't help but think of the appearance of that frosty beauty Lu Xueqi yesterday, just as he was thinking, he suddenly tripped over something He fell down and almost fell forward. When he stabilized his body and looked back, under a lush green cloud tree, Lu Xueqi was dressed in white clothes, and the golden sunlight shrouded her whole body faintly, as if isolated from the world. The spotless, moon-like brows and eyes are looking at him indifferently at this moment.

Lu Xueqi held her arms, curled her fingers slightly and hooked him: "Come here."

Zhang Xiaofan: "..."

Zhang Xiaofan looked around, all the disciples of Qingyun walked away, only he was almost tripped by Lu Xueqi's spell and stopped, he saw Lu Xueqi calling him over, for some reason his heart was beating violently and his feet couldn't control I walked towards the verdant and lush cloud tree.

"Big Bamboo Peak disciple Zhang Xiaofan, I wonder why Senior Sister Lu asked me to come here?" Zhang Xiaofan asked cautiously, his throat was dry, for some reason he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Lu Xueqi glanced at the cold sweat oozing from Zhang Xiaofan's forehead, she gently raised her sleeve and wiped the sweat off his forehead, but he didn't notice it, only felt a faint and fragrant breeze blowing over his brows and eyes, It made his drooping eye hair tremble slightly.

"Junior brother, do you remember how to use this fire stick?" Lu Xueqi had already held the fire stick that Zhang Xiaofan hid in her bosom at some point in her hand.

Zhang Xiaofan's whole body trembled, his heart was overwhelmed by the warmth of familiar attachment, but he looked at Lu Xueqi's eyebrows, but he couldn't put her and senior sister Tian Linger together, because they are so different! !

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Lu Xueqi picked up the fire stick and tapped Zhang Xiaofan's forehead lightly.

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly came back to his senses, clutching half of his forehead, it turned out that that night was not a dream he had, that quiet night appeared before his eyes again, by the clear water pool, that beautiful woman stood by the water, tightly with her lover Embracing each other tightly, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes darkened slightly, and he murmured: "That night, why did Senior Sister Lu knock me out?"

"You remembered wrong."

"..."

"You just need to remember to knock your opponent out with this fire stick after a while."

"..."

Lu Xueqi flew away, but somehow the burning stick returned to Zhang Xiaofan's hand, a bit of icy cold spread into his palm, but he was disturbed by a burst of thoughts, unable to calm down for a long time.

Zhang Xiaofan walked to the front of the ring in a daze, and walked onto the stage in a daze, the state of mind of a 16-year-old boy, at this moment is like the sorrow of a 60-year-old man.

"Dang!" The crisp sound of the bell rang, Zhang Xiaofan raised his head blankly, opposite to him stood his today's contestant, Chaoyang Peak disciple Chu Yuhong.

There seemed to be a confident smile on Chu Yuhong's face. His right hand shook, and with a "clang clang", a fairy sword emitting a faint yellow light was raised.

"The name of the sword is 'Shaoyang', Junior Brother Zhang, please."

Zhang Xiaofan stretched out his hand subconsciously, reached into his arms, and took out the cold fire stick.

"puff!!"

There was an uproar in the audience, the dozen or so Chaoyang Peak disciples all fell down with laughter, Chu Yuhong looked at Zhang Xiaofan's extremely ugly fire stick that he took out from his arms, and thought he was hiding some rare magic weapon in his arms, he couldn't help but look Also froze for a moment.

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, looked at the fire stick in his hand, lightly clenched it, and slowly drove it.

The Shaoyang Immortal Sword in Chu Yuhong's hand, following the introduction of his formula, stopped shouting, and the Shaoyang Immortal Sword rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan like a bright sun.

However, he was stopped by the fire stick that flew in front of him in an instant! !

Chu Yuhong was terrified, he didn't see clearly how the burning stick flew in front of him, and blocked his Shaoyang sword without a sound.

Before Chu Yuhong could figure it out, he hit him with the fire stick, and almost immediately he felt dizzy and dizzy, and his whole body felt nauseous. After a while, he shook a few times, fell to the ground with a bang, and passed out In the past, people do not wake up.

The competition ended right after it started. There was silence on and off the stage, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless in shock.