The demon witch is her white moonlight

Wang Ke was defeated, and Le Xiaoyi calmly exited.

The four were silent for a long while, and finally there were exclamations one after another.

On the back side of the battlefield viewing area in the east courtyard, Luo Qingyuan stood holding a sword, her eyes paused for a second on Le Xiaoyi's thin back, and then silently moved away.

Le Xiaoyi walked steadily, but as soon as she entered the south courtyard area, she saw Zuo Shixuan waving at her, and she involuntarily raised a big smile.Endured it, couldn't hold it back, and finally jumped towards Zuo Shixuan.

Zuo Shixuan rubbed Le Xiaoyi's head with a smile, and gave her a high-five to congratulate her: "Congratulations, congratulations, after three days of farewell, look at me with admiration, maybe I am no longer your opponent!"

"Senior Sister Zuo is killing me!" Le Xiaoyi bowed to Zuo Shixuan with a face full of horror, "If word of yours gets out, it won't take long for someone to line up at the gate of the South Courtyard to clean me up. !"

Zuo Shixuan was amused by Le Xiaoyi's funny look, she took a pissed off Le Xiaoyi, and replied: "There will be a competition later, do you stay to watch the battle or go back to rest?"

Le Xiaoyi waved his hand: "Don't watch, my calves are shaking now, I'm too tired, go back and rest for a while."

Although she won the competition, she has little physical strength left. Now she is sore all over, her upper and lower eyelids are fighting, and she just wants to go back and have a good sleep.

Le Xiaoyi bid farewell to Zuo Shixuan as he said that, and walked towards the venue in the West Courtyard, intending to tell He Yunlu that he would take a step first, but after wandering around, he didn't see He Yunlu, but was stopped by a strange senior sister road.

"Junior Sister Yue." The other party stopped her and asked kindly, "Are you looking for Junior Sister He Yunlu?"

Le Xiaoyi nodded: "Did senior sister see her?"

"She just said that she was a little unwell, and she has already gone back." Zheng Ruoyi said in a gentle tone, "Junior Sister Le, what do you want to do with Junior Sister He? I am Zheng Ruoyi from the same hospital as her. If you have something to say, I can convey it for you." .”

"Oh, she's already gone, it's okay." Le Xiaoyi said this, but he wondered why He Yunlu was not feeling well?When the big competition is over, take the time to ask.

So he bowed his hands to Zheng Ruoyi and said goodbye: "Thank you, Senior Sister Zheng, for interrupting."

He Yunlu walked alone on the mountain road back to Xiyuan, the sun was fine, but her heart seemed to be covered by a cloud, the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes had been dried by the wind, and there was no trace left.

She passed under a towering tree, and the dense branches and leaves cast overlapping shadows, which overlapped with the shadow cast on the ground behind her. When she left under the tree, the shadow behind her seemed to have an extra layer ghosting.

But He Yunlu was depressed and didn't notice.

Le Xiaoyi checked the wounds on her body after returning to Nansan Pavilion, took some medicine casually, threw herself on the bed and fell asleep, and slept until it was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and she woke up once in the middle of the night, and she fell down. Drink a glass of water, lie down and continue to sleep.

Early the next morning, Zuo Shixuan came and knocked on Le Xiaoyi's door: "Still sleeping? The contest is about to start!"

Only then did Le Xiaoyi wake up, looked up at the sky, and it was indeed as Zuo Shixuan said, the time is coming.

She slept comfortably at night, the fatigue from yesterday was swept away, she was refreshed, she grinned at Zuo Shixuan: "Senior sister wait a moment!" After saying that, she quickly went to the yard to fetch a basin of water and wash up.

On the way to the Martial Arts Field, Le Xiaoyi asked about the result of the last competition yesterday, but Zuo Shixuan tricked her at this moment, and said with a smile: "Guess?"

"You must have another reason for saying that!" Le Xiaoyi squinted his eyes, "Could it be that Zhou Tong from the North Court won?"

Zhou Tong has the eleventh level of the Maiyuan Realm, while Mo Shu has the twelfth level of the Maiyuan Realm. Although there is a certain gap in cultivation, Mo Shu has a better chance of winning, but with a body like Le Xiaoyi It is not impossible for Zhou Tong to defeat Mo Shu if he can defeat Wang Ke at the eleventh level of the Maiyuan Realm.

If Mo Shu wins, Zuo Shixuan can tell her directly, there is no need to go around the bush.

After Le Xiaoyi guessed, Zuo Shixuan shook her head and said with a smile: "There is no score, it is a draw."

Le Xiaoyi was surprised when he heard the words, the probability of a draw is smaller than Zhou Tong's victory.

"It's a pity that you didn't watch the battle yesterday, it's not worse than yours." Zuo Shixuan curved her lips with a smile, "Who would have thought that the little-known Zhou Tong would be able to make a deal with Mo Shu?" Tie."

Just like no one thought that Le Xiaoyi could win against Wang Ke, yesterday's three matches were more exciting than the last one.

Le Xiaoyi really felt sorry that he missed a well-matched wonderful contest.

But her feeling of regret didn't last long, because right after, Zuo Shixuan told her that both Mo Shu and Zhou Tong were hurt, and no one could play today, so there was only the last competition left in the four courtyard competition, which was Le Xiaoyi and Luo Qingyuan.

To Xiaoyi, this news was like a bolt from the blue.

She thought that today would be the same as in the second round of the competition, draw lots to determine one person's bye, and the remaining two would decide the winner, and then compete with the bye's disciple for the leader.

In fact, the competition schedule was originally arranged according to Le Xiaoyi's idea, but unexpectedly there was a temporary change. Both Mo Shu and Zhou Tong were seriously injured and could no longer participate in the competition. The only ones left were Le Xiaoyi and Luo Xiaoyi. Qingyuan.

Le Xiaoyi had mixed feelings for a moment, yesterday's expectations came true today, but when she was really going to fight Luo Qingyuan, she felt a little stage fright again.

well!Le Xiaoyi, Le Xiaoyi, go all out, even if you lose, you will be honored!

When Le Xiaoyi and Zuo Shixuan arrived at the Martial Arts Arena, all the disciples watching the match all looked over.

In the east court area, Luo Qingyuan was sitting cross-legged in a corner, taking a nap with her eyes closed, and there was a large area next to it, and no one stepped forward to disturb her.

When she heard the movement, she knew that it was Le Xiaoyi who had come. She raised her eyes and glanced coldly at Le Xiaoyi and Zuo Shixuan who was standing beside him.

When Le Xiaoyi raised his head, his gaze collided with Luo Qingyuan.

She lowered her eyes and nodded, and saluted Luo Qingyuan from the air. At the same time, the deacon of the competition supervisor entered the arena and announced the official start of today's competition.

"In the third competition yesterday, Zhou Tong from the North Court and Mo Shu from the West Court were tied. Both of them were seriously injured and could not continue to participate in the competition. Therefore, there is only one battle to win the championship today." The deacon of the competition explained the reason. Disciple Zhan got the news yesterday, and now his eyes were on Luo Qingyuan and Le Xiaoyi.

"The final competition of the four courts." The deacon's words were correct, and there was a sound on the ground, "Le Xiaoyi in the south court, Zhan, Luo Qingyuan in the east court!"

As soon as this remark came out, the four seats outside the venue were full of noise.

Luo Qingyuan flicked up the hem of her clothes, and walked lightly into the arena.

Le Xiaoyi took a deep breath, secretly encouraged himself, then jumped up, somersaulted in the air, landed with a thud, and stood opposite Luo Qingyuan.

"Are you two ready?" the deacon asked kindly.

Le Xiaoyi said: "Disciple is ready."

Luo Qingyuan also nodded.

So the deacon announced the beginning of the contest and retreated to the sidelines.

Le Xiaoyi clasped his fists at Luo Qingyuan: "I also ask Senior Sister Luo to give me some advice!"

The corner of Luo Qingyuan's lips twitched: "Please."

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the arena, and two fallen leaves rolled across the sand and fell to Le Xiaoyi's feet, and were quickly blown away by another gust of wind.

Qi and machine lead each other, and clothes are hunted.

The two haven't made a move yet, but they have already begun to compete in momentum.

Le Xiaoyi stood up straight, refusing to yield half a step under the oppression of the other party's domineering aura, showing a hidden tendency to fight against him.

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There is a forest outside Wangshan Pi, Yuezhou. A small group of carriages and horses are surrounded by masked men. The guards of Xuantian Palace in black robes are fighting with the masked men outside the carriage. There are many corpses lying here and there in the forest. In Xuantian Palace, there are also masked people whose identities are unknown.

The masked people are numerous and powerful, and the more they fight, the more courageous they are. They don't care about the life and death of their companions, and gradually bully the carriage in the middle.

There was a sword cry in the chaos, several sword qi flew out from the carriage, and cut the throats of several masked men in the blink of an eye, the Xuantian Palace got a chance to respite, and immediately counterattacked, screaming for a while, A few more masked men fell to the ground and struggled twice before dying.

Suddenly there was a sound of piercing through the air, and a black feathered arrow pierced through the forest, and went straight to the person in the carriage who made the attack just now!

boom--

The carriage exploded, and sharp sawdust flew everywhere.

A figure was hidden in the scattered smoke and dust, and it disappeared into the forest for a while. After a while, there was the sound of swords clashing in the forest, and soon there was another mournful roar. The shadow guard who had just left the carriage came back with a head.

The masked men have all been put to death.

"Young Palace Master, this group of people just now are still the dead men of the Yuchi family." The shadow guard knelt on one knee beside the carriage, and Ji Yuxuan sat quietly in it, listening to his reply with a calm face. Rampant, it seems that Xuantian Palace is no longer in their eyes, in the ten days since you left the palace, they have sent six batches of dead men to take your life."

In the middle of November and December is approaching, Ji Yuxuan returned to Dayu. As the carriages and horses gradually moved south, the drivers also removed their thick fox fur. When the Xuantian Palace was raised, it was already much lighter.

Ji Yuxuan twirled a feathered arrow with her right hand, and played with the purple jade gourd she carried with her left hand. She leaned on the couch, squinted her beautiful peach eyes, and said with a lazy smile: "Everyone in Yuchi's family is one-sided. , They sent me the heads, there are ninety if not one hundred, I haven't learned the lesson, and I'm tired of using the same tricks all the time."

The shadow guard lowered his head respectfully, without saying a word.

"Do things one by one, and kill people one by one." Ji Yuxuan adjusted her sitting posture in a leisurely manner, "Leave Mrs. Yuchi first, did the poison doctor Hu Turen catch it?"

"Not yet, but we have received definite news that Hu Tu was invited to attend the meeting of the Sword God Sect's Jianyue Hall. He should be on his way to the Sword God Sect now. In addition to Hu Tu, the Jianyue Hall also invited Yuchi People from the family."

"That's just right." Ji Yuxuan showed a meaningful smile, "Go to Sword God Sect to join in the fun."

The shadow guard took the order and ordered the servants to drive the car to divert.

Ji Yuxuan put down the black feather arrow, and picked up a stack of reports that she hadn't read yet. The contents of the reports were the transcripts of important events in the Sword God Sect more than ten days ago.

After flipping through two pages casually, a familiar name came into view, Ji Yuxuan's lips were smiling, and his eyes were soft.

——Yue Qingju Fourth Court Grand Competition, Le Xiaoyi, a new student from the South Court, was born, won the leader from Luo Qingyuan, the daughter of the Luo family, and became famous in the first battle.