Xiao Yunjing said, slowly got up, did not take the fold, but showed a smile on his face, "you don't have to show me, I also know what is written on it. It's nothing but saying that the emperor is seriously ill. Please let me go back to the palace to handle relevant matters."

"The man continued to laugh," the Lord is unpredictable. I'll worship you. "

Xiao Yunjing walked slowly to the window, and suddenly waved his hand. The two carved wooden windows opened in response to the sound. The rain in the air had formed layers of rain, as if to clean the heaven and earth.

"It seems that the weather is going to change..."

after the shower, the sky is clear, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of grass and trees. The cool feeling of fresh and moist is to help people sweep away the damp and feel refreshed.

Today is the last day of the competition.

Meng was sitting under the stage and wanted to drink a cup of tea to calm his mind. As a result, he was soaked in the hot tea and puffed out. Sikong Ling gave his master a handkerchief with a sigh. "Master, when people just served tea, they said it was hot tea. You are not careful."

"Who has the heart to hear what he says?" Meng Yichuan frowned.

Sikong Ling said with a smile, "it's not Shifu. You go to fight. You are more nervous than those individuals on the stage."

Meng forget Chuan rebukes a way, "what do you a heartless little son of a bitch know?" Naturally, his concern was for Jiang chenbi. Judging from the situation, he was afraid that none of the remaining seven would be good friends.

"It's just that. It's just that I'm worried. Why don't you go out with me?" Meng forgot Chuan sighed and left the arena quietly. Sikong Ling followed him, "what a pity, master. These are all martial arts experts! If the gods fight, they will not see the white! "

Meng forgetting Chuan said angrily, "you still have the face to say that if you didn't ask that young master Luo last night, I think you can't even see the sun today!"

"I don't know who he is? What did he say to the old men last night

"I didn't say anything. He held out his hand and there was a red lotus on his wrist. He said," please sell him face. "

"Red lotus?" Meng engchuan frowned. Is he old? When are there any scaremongering red lotus sect in the lake?

"Er... Maybe peony?" Sikong Ling some embarrassed to scratch his head, "master, I don't know that flower very well."

Meng: can peony and red lotus be the same!

"Miracle doctor." Suddenly, a gentle male voice came from behind. Meng looked back and saw a man standing in the wind, with a clear face and warm eyebrows and eyes. He could not tell his age. He arched his fist and took the initiative to report to his family, "in the lower land and clouds."

Meng forgets Chuan to return a salute, but in his heart is full of doubts, "Meng forgetchuan, the name of a miracle doctor is not worthy of it. I don't know this brother..."

He grew up in Yanjing, so that few people knew him in the Jin Dynasty.

The man gave a smile, "I don't know what the relationship between the doctor and the girl Jiang is?"

Meng's eyebrows are closed and he doesn't speak. He doesn't look like a tiger or wolf. Why should he ask such questions when he meets? Hesitating for a moment, he said, "I am entrusted to take care of her."

"I see." With a faint smile, the man seemed to have expected it. "I'll forgive you for saying a little more. Miss Jiang is kind-hearted and chivalrous. She should have been a good man and should not waste her feelings on meaningless matters."

Meng nianchuan suddenly surprised, "are you Yan Yi's brother?"

The man didn't say yes or no. he only listened to Meng's saying, "you love me about men and women. Apart from the two of them, other people like you and I have no right to ask questions? Don't you think you are too broad? "

Lu Yun said with a smile, "if the world's ordinary men and women, I naturally don't have the leisure to intervene, but these two people are not ordinary people."

Meng's heart is awe inspiring, but his face is meaningless. "I don't see anything extraordinary about that girl. It's just that she's a little better at martial arts. There are tens of thousands of masters in the lake. You can't tear it down in your life."

Lu Yun slowly approached, with a smile on his lips, "how can chongmingzi's Apprentice be a mortal?"

Meng's eyes twinkled, the whole face had changed color in an instant!

How much does this man know? Look at him a pair of human and animal harmless submissive appearance, but that smile is like a tight net, teach people can't guess!

"Who are you

"Who I am doesn't matter. Doctor, please believe me. What I said is not only for him, but also for Miss Jiang. "

"Is Yan Yi still alive? Where is he? "

"He is now naturally alive and well, but if Miss Jiang is with him, he may not be able to do so."

"What do you mean Meng's heart was full of suspicion and fear. He said, "if you are a man of integrity, don't beat around the Bush!"

"Please look for someone else, and --"

"be careful of that luozixiao!"Meng went back to Liuyun tower and saw the game coming to an end. The winning and losing cards had already been hung on top of three, leaving only the last pair.

He sat at the battle table with a feeling of foreboding in his mind. Sikong Ling curled his lips and said, "master, that old God stick has been fooling around to make a mystery. Are you afraid? Who can't say that? I yesterday - "

" No Meng engchuan waved his hand and looked dignified and incomparable. "He knows the identity of Wu Xian and the whereabouts of Yan Yi. This man is not simple, but now I see that he has no malice. In any case, I must remind the girl to be alert."

People on the stage announced the last group of opponents, Meng engchuan inadvertently glanced at the stage, waiting to see the people, the whole person instantly blood flow back.

On the left is Jiang chenbi.

On the right is the man in blue who plays with Yan Yi.

"My God... Who arranged this?" Seeing the two hands clasping each other, Meng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. "This dead girl couldn't let Yan Yi go. Now, I'm sure I'll lose!"

"Not necessarily, master..." Sikong pointed weakly on the stage. "I don't think sister Jiang has any intention to keep her hands..."

the wind is not cold, but Jiang chenbi feels that when it comes, it sweeps away the only temperature around him. The man on the other side didn't seem to expect that his opponent would be himself. He turned back and confirmed with the manager before returning to the arena.

He was standing tall and his clothes were flowing. Jiang chenbi could not see how he looked after wearing a man's mask. He just gave a boxing salute and said, "please give me your advice."

The man slowly pulled out the sword, inch by inch of the blade out of the scabbard, reflecting that only he can see, tangled eyes.

"I'm Bai su." He said softly.

I, at this moment, can only be Bai su.

"Mr. Bai, I'm glad to know your name," Jiang said with a smile. "No matter what your name is, I won't be merciful."

"... very good." The man also seemed to smile, do not know whether it is pain to make a decision, or relief, "come on."

Jiang chenbi used the sword, and Bai Su also used the sword. What's more, the performance of the two men in passing the border and cutting the generals was excellent, which naturally attracted the attention of the public. However, on the huge challenge arena, two figures, one blue and one white, were moving forward and backward. They attacked and defended each other. They were so wonderful that they couldn't help cheering, "OK!"

Jiang chenbi felt the sweat on her palms. She knew very well that lighting up the double pupil repeatedly was to hurt her own foundation. However, she could not care so much at this moment. The sword power of the man was like the continuous autumn rain. Although it was not fierce, it was photographed in all directions, which was inevitable.

It's a completely strange trick.

After his eyes lit up his eyes, Jiang chenbi's sword skills suddenly became sharp -- cutting, stabbing, picking, chopping, stabbing, and chopping. The snow-white sword looked like a flower in his hand, and the drum drum sound around him became more and more intense. Everyone was staring at the victory and defeat of the two men with good eyes.

Lu Yun's brows were frowning, Meng's face was worried. Luo Zixiao thought a little, but his face showed a deep smile.

Suddenly, there was a record of wild geese falling in the sand. Jiang chenbi's sword was sharp, but the person in front of him who was originally like a ghost suddenly slowed down.

The blade, suddenly penetrates the man's body.