Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Ten years passed in a flash, and Quan Jiuxi finally returned to the Lingxiao Sword Sect after a long absence.

The snow peak still retains its previous appearance, cold and lonely, but it is surrounded by various spiritual herbs, lush and full of vitality.

Obviously, Chi Xuanye took good care of this place during the years she was away.

And today is the Lingxiao Sword Sect’s annual trial competition.

The bustling square was bustling with people, all waiting for the exciting competition with anticipation and excitement.

There were two people standing on the competition stage. Quan Jiuxi recognized them easily at a glance. They were Chi Xuanye and Bai Chuan, the male protagonist.

After all, the dazzling halo of the male protagonist is so eye-catching that it is hard to ignore.

Chi Xuanye has grown up, his posture is as straight as a pine tree, and he looks particularly handsome in the simple inner disciple uniform he wears.

He has handsome features, especially his purple eyes, which are like a bottomless mysterious purple pool, revealing an elusive depth.

When he stared at the other person, there seemed to be a purple light flowing in his purple eyes, mysterious and captivating.

Baichuan has grown up a lot, but his temperament is still as arrogant as before.

On the stage, a highly respected elder of the Sword Sect served as the referee.

He looked solemn, his eyes sweeping over the two men with authority, and then he said loudly: "Next, Baichuan versus Xuan Ye, the competition begins."

As soon as the words fell, both of them grasped the swords tightly in their hands, and instantly, cheers from the disciples in the audience rose one after another.

"Come on, Junior Brother Baichuan!"

"defeat him!"

However, there were very few voices supporting Chi Xuanye.

Bai Chuan raised his chin, his face full of pride and sarcasm, and said contemptuously: "Little beggar, today I will let you know how powerful I am!"

Chi Xuanye ignored his provocation and didn't even give him a glance. He just took the sword and attacked swiftly without hesitation.

In an instant, the sword light shone in all directions, dazzling and brilliant.

Baichuan has the fire spirit root, and the skills he practices focus on burning everything with the powerful force of fire.

A raging fire suddenly ignited all around him, as if it could ignite the air and form a scorching area.

His sword style carried scorching heat waves, and every swing of the sword left a trail of flames, trying to suppress Chi Xuan Ye with the powerful flames.

Chi Xuanye's skills are known for their agility and swiftness.

His figure was as erratic as a ghost, his swordsmanship was tricky and strange, and he could always attack from unexpected angles.

The two men fought fiercely, and every time the swords collided, dazzling sparks and powerful spiritual power fluctuations burst out.

The huge energy impact caused the solid ground to vibrate slightly.

The disciples in the audience opened their eyes wide and watched the battle on the stage nervously, afraid of missing any exciting moment.

For a moment, it was difficult to determine the winner between the two, and the entire competition arena was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Chi Xuanye stepped forward, the sword in his hand carrying a sharp sword energy, stabbing straight at Baichuan's vital points.

A trace of panic flashed in Baichuan's eyes, but he quickly calmed down. He swung the sword in his hand violently, and the sword body ignited with raging flames, forming a wall of fire, trying to block Chi Xuanye's attack.

Chi Xuanye snorted coldly and turned suddenly to avoid the scorching wall of fire.

He tapped the ground lightly, jumped into the air, and stabbed out with his sword again at a tricky angle.

The sword was as powerful as a rainbow, carrying a hint of coldness, as if it was going to freeze the air around it.

Seeing this, Baichuan shouted loudly, and the flames around him became more violent.

He suddenly jumped up and slashed towards Chi Xuanye with the sword in his hand, and a huge flaming sword energy roared out.

Chi Xuanye was not afraid at all. A light flashed in his purple eyes, and the sword in his hand danced quickly, forming a rotating sword shield in front of him.

Bai Chuan sensed danger and cursed: "Damn it! How can this brat be so strong!"

He hurriedly turned around to resist, but his arm was still cut by Chi Xuanye's sword, and blood instantly dyed his sleeves red.

Chi Xuanye narrowed his eyes and saw a flaw in Baichuan's moves.

He thrust out a fatal sword without hesitation. The sword was extremely fast. Baichuan wanted to dodge, but it was too late. He could only watch the sword pierce his chest.

At this critical moment, the referee elder shouted loudly:

"Stop!" Chi Xuanye's sword stopped an inch away from Baichuan's chest.

Everyone in the audience gasped. The intense battle just now made their hearts rise to their throats.

At this time, Baichuan's face was pale, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He looked at Chi Xuanye with lingering fear, his eyes showing both unwillingness and a hint of fear.

Chi Xuanye slowly retracted his sword with a mocking look on his face, as if the thrilling battle just now was just an ordinary sparring match to him.

"I declare that Xuan Ye wins!"

The disciples below the stage began to discuss.

"It turns out Xuan Ye is so powerful!!!"

"His sword is just an ordinary sword! Baichuan used the Heaven-level Blazing Sword!"

"I declare! From now on, Xuan Ye is my new idol!"

"Xuan Ye! Xuan Ye! Xuan Ye!"

Chi Xuanye remained calm and unperturbed, turning to leave the stage only to see Quan Jiuxi behind him, flying down quickly.

"Master! You've come out of seclusion!"

Quan Jiuxi felt guilty for a moment and nodded slightly, "Master didn't lie to you, did you? You have grown up and are very powerful."

Chi Xuanye's lips curled up into a smile, "Master, I miss you so much, I have always worked very hard!"

At this time, the headmaster, Que Feichen, also came over, "Junior sister! Are you out of seclusion?"

"Senior brother, I just came out today." Quan Jiuxi responded.

"Have you improved in your cultivation?" The headmaster Que Feichen looked at him with anticipation and concern.

Quan Jiuxi nodded and used his spiritual power to lower his cultivation level to the Spirit Severing stage.

"Very good, very good. You are already one level higher than me. Then you can take all the disciples to the secret realm this time." The head of the sect Que Feichen said decisively.

Quan Jiuxi recalled the plot in this secret realm, and after a moment of thought, he replied, "Okay."

The other disciples also gathered around and discussed the upcoming journey to the secret realm.

"I heard that there are many rare magic weapons and spiritual plants in this secret realm."

"But there are also powerful monsters guarding it, so we can't take it lightly."

"Uncle Quanyou is leading the team, we will be fine."

Quan Jiuxi glanced at the group indifferently, his eyes glanced at the heroine who had grown up with him, then looked away and said, "Everyone go back and prepare first, and we will set off in three days."

Everyone answered in unison: "Yes!" and then dispersed.

……

The two returned to the snowy peak together. Chi Xuanye would occasionally steal glances at Quan Jiuxi, his expression conflicted, as if he was about to speak but hesitated.

Quan Jiuxi noticed his strangeness and said, "Ask whatever you want to ask."

Chi Xuanye's face showed a bitter expression, and he stammered, "Master, I seem to be sick."

"What's wrong?" Quan Jiuxi frowned slightly.

"I've been sleepwalking a lot lately. I forget what happened last night the next day, and..." Chi Xuanye hesitated, looking more hesitant.

"Speak." Quan Jiuxi's tone became heavier.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Chi Xuanye waved his hands quickly and lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Quan Jiuxi's eyes, his face full of panic and uneasiness.