Green scales

Xia Xinglan focused and calmed down, scrutinizing the person across from him.Huo Ling is also ready to go.During the confrontation between the two, many little monsters were attracted to the audience, and they were all discussing something in full swing.

The barrier cut off the sound from outside the arena, so Xia Xinglan couldn't hear everyone's discussions, but Qing Yu and others who were outside the arena could hear them clearly.

"I just bet ten spirit beads!"

"Why did you fight Huo Ling!" Yi Yao muffled.

"Fortunately, I didn't bet."

"Come on!" One of the female voices was particularly abrupt, Qing Yu looked sideways, and saw Lianyi was pulling the ring with a pair of small hands waving the wind, pulling her voice to cheer, Qing Yu knew that this girl just wanted to take Returning my own spirit beads, I guess my heart is going up and down right now.

To Qingyu, the gem he gave to Lianyi is just a drop in the bucket, if he loses, he loses, he doesn't feel bad at all.

But... for some reason, he secretly hoped that the one surnamed Xia would win.

What happened to him?Qing Yu was a little confused and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.The little demon surnamed Xia didn't look special either. Was it just because he was Yao Jue's relative that I paid special attention to him?

Qingyu knew in his heart that he didn't like Xia Xinglan, so this inexplicable concern seemed extremely strange. Whenever he saw that person's figure, he would unconsciously feel a sense of familiarity in his heart, as if the two had known each other for a long time. .

Perhaps it was this inexplicable sense of familiarity that made him pay too much attention to that person.

Qing Yu propped her chin with one hand, supported the arm of the chair, and cast her eyes on the two people on the ring.

At this moment, the two of them are fighting fiercely in the arena. You come and go with fists and kicks. Although Huo Ling has a high level of cultivation, he is best at fists and kicks, and his strength is extremely strong.

Although Xia Xinglan is not as strong as Huo Ling, but he has practiced martial arts since he was a child. Huo Ling has a lot of hard work, and Huo Ling's moves are more than strong, but not agile. trick.

But in the early stage, the two were still evenly matched, but in the later stage, Xia Xinglan was a little bit outstretched, and obviously began to lose the wind.

Lianyi's small face was blushing, and she waved her hands loudly to help Xia Xinglan. The little demon next to her was frightened by Lianyi's loud yelling and looked sideways.

Xia Xinglan's forehead became thin with sweat. Although he was able to parry Huo Ling's attack with all his strength, he obviously slowed down.Huo Ling still moved calmly, but gradually he only attacked but not defended. In this way, it was difficult for Xia Xinglan to attack in a timely manner.

Huo Ling is Situ Ling's subordinate, Yao Jue understood something in his heart from the moment he came on the stage, he just felt that his arrangement was disturbed by Situ Ling, and he stood beside him angrily, Situ Ling wanted to touch Yao Jue's hand several times but was rejected avoided.

There's nothing to be angry about.Situ Ling was a little confused for a while, if Yao Jue really wanted Xia Xinglan to stay so much, why did he have to go through the ring competition.

I, the serious master of the demon world, is sitting here, and Yao Jue will let Xia Xinglan stay in the demon world after blowing a few pillow words, but now I feel like the big stick that beats mandarin ducks .

The more Situ Ling thought about it, the angrier he became, and there was grievance mixed with the anger. He just felt that Xia Xinglan was even more unpleasant to him.

At this moment, the wise and powerful demon king in the demon world is gone.As soon as Situ Ling thought of Yao Jue's recent visits because of that kid surnamed Xia being cold-hearted towards him, he felt very upset. He was angry like a child, and thought: You ignore me, and I don't care about you either.

Qing Yu didn't know that in this short period of time, Situ Ling's heart had changed a thousand times.Although he forced himself not to pay too much attention to Xia Xinglan, his eyes always glanced inadvertently.

Now that Xia Xinglan was exhausted, he had already summoned Changqing and confronted Huo Ling with weapons.Huo Ling's weapons are two extremely sharp steel claws, combined with Huo Ling's swift and windy speed, it is even more terrifying.

Xia Xinglan's soft sword made it airtight, and he called out fire curses and water curses one after another, but Huo Ling avoided them all.He bullied him a few times, but fortunately the Changqing sword was extremely flexible, and several times narrowly blocked the cold steel claws glowing with cold light.

Qing Yu just looked at it for a while, and knew the winner or loser in her heart.

After all, Huo Ling is Situ Ling's bodyguard. Although Xia Xinglan's skills are not bad, they are still a bit inferior, but... if the fight is timed, the battle will be different.

It's a pity that Xia Xinglan has no chance of winning this round.

Qing Yu let out a deep breath, barely suppressed the disappointment in her heart, and leaned back.

Xia Xinglan couldn't help panting. Under Huo Ling's airtight attack, it was obviously difficult for him to parry any longer. Xia Xinglan looked at Huo Ling, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. Sound, that steel claw is a hair's breadth away from Xia Xinglan's neck!

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze.Steel Claw slipped behind and drew a line of blood on Xia Xinglan's neck.

With this blow, Huo Ling could have pierced his throat.

After recovering, Huo Ling was standing at the other end of the ring, Xia Xinglan's arm was hanging down, and the Evergreen Sword seemed to become dim along with it.

Everyone in the audience was silent.They all looked at the two standing still in the arena.

Victory and defeat.

A trace of panic flashed in Xia Xinglan's eyes, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and only the faint sound of the wind remained in his ears.

Everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, Xia Xinglan stood on the stage and looked sideways at the blue figure on the throne, his eyes were blank.

Qing Yu didn't avoid his gaze this time, the two looked at each other quietly for a moment, Xia Xinglan suddenly raised the corners of her lips, showing a handsome smile, just like he used to look at Yu Qin tenderly.

Qing Yu felt his heart suffocate, as if a voice in his heart clamored to leave Xia Xinglan behind, and to leave him in the demon world.The voice became louder and louder, and finally almost hysterical.

But Qing Yu just moved very slowly to avoid Xia Xinglan's gaze.

Xia Xinglan seemed to have already accepted the fact. From the moment he went up the mountain, he knew that most of his trip would not be successful, but seeing Qing Yu again these days and knowing that he was well, he was mostly satisfied in his heart.

Xia Xinglan took a deep look at Qing Yu, as if she wanted to engrave Qing Yu's face on her heart, but Qing Yu just turned her head to avoid his gaze.

Neither of them said a word.

"I lost." Xia Xinglan withdrew his gaze, cupped his hands at Huo Ling, and said calmly, then turned around and jumped off the ring, disappearing among the monsters.

The winner and loser are both divided, and the contest will naturally continue in full swing.No one noticed Xia Xinglan at all. To them, he was just a little monster with good skills. Unfortunately, he encountered a strong opponent in the first few rounds.

Yao Jue got up and left the throne. Situ Ling tried his best not to call him, and looked at the Wudou in front of him, but felt that it was boring. His heart was full of claws, and he moved around on the throne very restlessly.

After a while, Situ Ling couldn't hold back any longer, and said to Qing Yu in a muffled voice, "Shall I get him back for a rematch?"

Qing Yu's expression was complicated, she looked into the distance blankly, and didn't hear what Situ Ling said, until Situ Ling repeated it two or three times, Qing Yu just woke up from the dream, and said in a daze: "Ah?"

"I'll say." Situ Ling held his breath, "Call him back and try again."

Qing Yu was silent for a moment, he knew what Situ Ling meant by these words, it meant that he wanted to give Xia Xinglan another chance, Qing Yu pondered for a long time, then slowly shook his head and said:

"No, the rules are the rules. If you make an exception for one person today, it will be difficult to convince others in the future. The moon worship ceremony is different from ordinary martial arts competitions. The rules cannot be changed at will. Let's continue."

Situ Ling gave a "hmm" and stopped talking, but every time he turned his head and saw the vacant throne beside him, he always felt bored and uncomfortable.

It was already decided that he and Yao Jue would get married in this year's winter snow season, now that something has happened, don't turn around and lose your daughter-in-law in a fit of anger, that's really not worth the candle.

For the whole afternoon, Situ Ling looked at the arena with a suffocated look, but Yao Jue didn't come back, and they disappeared together, going somewhere, and Xia Xinglan.

Until the climax of the moon, night falls.

The fierce fighting during the day ended, and the moon feast began.

At this moment, the arena in the daytime has turned into long tables with various dishes, melon and fruit snacks, which are no less rich than the reception banquet held in the Hall of Thousand Monsters before.

Bright lights are lit everywhere in Fengshan Mountain. From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, it looks like stars are falling from the sky to the mortal world from a distance.

All the monsters swept away the confrontation during the day, and now they all gathered together in twos and threes, or shouted and drank wine, or three or five couples stuck together and whispered, and the more daring female monsters directly She danced in revealing clothes, causing the whole Fengshan Mountain to burst into laughter.

Xia Xinglan was sitting on the stone at the mountain gate, holding a jug in one hand and drinking with his head up, the wine soaked his clothes as he moved.In front of me is the path down the mountain, with only a few sparse small lights beside the road, and more fireflies flickering among the grass.

Xia Xinglan bathed in the moonlight alone, and there was a noisy crowd not far away, all of which had nothing to do with him.

Insects were buzzing all around, and the night breeze was cool. Xia Xinglan let out a long breath, leaned back on the lamp post, and turned his head to see the banquet on the main field. Qing Yu, Situ Ling and Yao Jue were talking with the demons. Laughter continued to erupt while pushing cups and changing cups, no one remembered him.

Everything seems to be able to find its place, but he is the only one who seems out of place with all of this.

Perhaps, the world is his destination?Xia Xinglan narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked up at the stars all over the sky.

I don't know how the master is doing now, this time back to the mountain, bring some nourishing things to the old man.

Xia Xinglan turned her head again and looked at Qing Yu who was in the crowd. Qing Yu changed into white clothes with a light gauze over her body, and her movements looked like a banished fairy from the sky. Those eyes that seemed to contain thousands of years of ice and snow were slightly drunk at the moment , adding a bit of tenderness under the bright yellow light.

It's not so lofty anymore. When a fairy is contaminated with the world of mortals, I don't know if he can get out of his body?

Xia Xinglan laughed, got up and shook the jug, drank the last drop of wine, and then put the jug under the lamp.Half of his body was shrouded in the night, his lips opened and closed, and he silently said something to Qing Yu who was in the distance, then he staggered onto the path and went down the mountain.

Qing Yu looked at the wine glass in her hand, then suddenly raised her head to look at the shadow beside her.

There was no one there, only a wine jug lying there quietly.