Lovely wife like clouds

Chapter 515 A little disappointed
A familiar and unfamiliar face flashed in Qinghan's mind. When he called himself Qinghan, his heart would tremble, and the way he looked at himself would make his heart ache.It turned out to be him, did you love him?hated him?
"Why?" She wanted to know the reason, the reason why she loved him and hated him, she couldn't remember those love and hate, love and hatred at all.

"Because of justice" Dugu Wuqiu's voice was gentle, without any waves.

Qinghan's eyes were filled with incomprehension, justice?What does this have to do with justice?Could justice not tolerate their love?

Dugu Wuqiu chuckled, and a trace of sarcasm crossed the corner of his mouth: "In the eyes of those decent families, those of us who practice sorcery are people who violate justice. They call you a witch, a murderer, and you are a heinous woman in their eyes. .

And Mo Wuchen, he is a decent disciple of a famous family, his sense of justice cannot tolerate you, let alone allow you to stain his self-righteous heart.So he can't love you, but you hate him because of love, hate him for not wanting to abandon the worldly vision and promise you for the rest of your life, but you are reluctant to part with you."

Qinghan felt the bursts of pain coming from his heart, like being pierced by the tip of a needle.She stared erratically at the abyss under the cliff, Mo Wuchen's sometimes enthusiastic and sometimes indifferent expressions intertwined in her mind.

In the end, the picture was fixed on the scene where he shot at herself. Although it was very blurry, she still knew that the woman who was shot and fell to the ground was herself, and the back of the shot was the person she saw tonight.

There was a sharp pain in her heart, and she involuntarily raised her hand to cover her chest.Her eye sockets were a little moist, she raised her head and covered her eyes with her right hand, all she could see with her widened eyes was darkness.

Heartache, because love is too deep?Or because of too much hatred?
The second day's Forest Cultivation Festival was still held as usual, but everyone's mood has changed drastically, and each sect lost several disciples.A grand event turned out to be half a funeral, and it was almost negotiated. Except for the Kunlun and Hanshan sects, each of the other eight sects had black cloth strips tied around their arms to mourn.

Han Ye, Tianchen, Mo Wuchen, and Shangguanjing were the last to arrive. He took a quick look at the situation and thought they were here for the funeral. He looked down at the clothes he just changed today. It seemed that the color was wrong. The black one came out.

Everyone turned their attention to the four of them a long time ago, but when they saw the four of them calmly walked to their seats and sat down, they couldn't help cursing secretly in their hearts. My younger sister killed so many people, and my elder brother still acted like that. As if the matter had nothing to do with them, they suddenly felt that they were obsessed with ghosts last night, so they agreed to give him a two-day deadline.

Diabolo has been exhausted physically and mentally for the past few days, so many things happened in succession that made him a little bit powerless.But today, I still forcibly held on to host the event.

"The rules of the martial arts competition are very simple. For the sake of fairness, the competition is divided into two groups. Each sect can send two representatives, one from the younger generation and one from the older generation. Young against young, old against old Yes, we will draw lots to compete in pairs, and the five winners from the last two batches will enter tomorrow's final."

Everyone already knows the rules of the competition, and the diabolo is just a routine re-announcement.This arrangement is also very reasonable, the cultivation of young disciples is not as good as that of older elders.It would definitely be useless for the juniors to face the elders.

On the other hand, some people with high cultivation bases are unwilling to take advantage of their status, and it is really meaningless to fight with juniors who are not as good as themselves.

The competition started with the younger generation, and the disciples from all sects had already made it to the stage.As Kunlun's only young disciple, Han Ye had no choice but to bite the bullet.Naturally, Shangguan Jing had to compete on behalf of Huajiamen.

Diabolo silently counted the number of people, and after seeing that everyone was present, he took out the bamboo tube prepared in advance. There were twenty bamboo sticks tied in the bamboo tube, and those who got the same number formed a group.

"Let's start drawing lots." Putting the bamboo tube on the table in the middle, Diabolo said a few steps back.

Everyone stepped forward and took out a bamboo stick and left, one after another. In the end, only Han Ye and Hua Ruihao were left without drawing lots, and there were only two bamboo sticks left in the bamboo tube.

The two looked at each other, and each walked towards the bamboo tube with ambiguous smiles.Two hands with the same knuckles reached out to the bamboo stick at the same time.One on the left and one on the right, each took out a stick, and pinched the bamboo sticks with two fingers with a tacit understanding.

Click, click.

After two crisp cracking sounds, two different numbers were paired side by side.

"A little disappointed" Hua Rui was very regretful that he couldn't play against Han Ye.

Han Ye threw the bamboo stick back into the bamboo tube and said with a smile, "If you work hard to enter tomorrow's competition, you will have a chance to fight against me."

"I hope you can still qualify for the final tomorrow." Hua Rui countered with a smile.

Han Ye shrugged indifferently, turned to Diabolo and said, "I am number five."

"My number two" Hua Rui also reported the numbers he drew.

Diabolo nodded, and the disciple in charge of statistics also wrote down the numbers of the two of them, and the results were quickly calculated.

After receiving the statistical results handed over by his disciples, Diabolo announced loudly: No. [-] Qingcheng Party Qingyuanzong, No. [-] Hanshan Party Guiyuanzong, No. [-] Flower Rack Gate to Xuanji Gate, No. [-] Kongtong Party Daoxuanzong, No. [-] Kunlun Party Gossip Gate".

Among the top ten sects, the Danxia sect abstained from the fighting method. Their Danxia sect masters Danbu formation, and they are really not good at fighting methods.Therefore, this last competition in each event is abstained.

It happened that Huajiamen could replace Danxiamen's vacancy, so it didn't make the situation that odd numbers couldn't make up a pair appear in the competition.

The first match had nothing to do with Shangguan Jing and Han Ye, so they naturally left early to sit and rest.

"What a coincidence, Shangguanjing, Hua Rui and Yanhui, you didn't win any of them. This morning's competition is nothing to watch," Tianchen said with a smile.

"If I win a lottery with Jing'er, I'll just give up. I don't dare to fight with my wife," Han Ye joked.

Shangguan Jing glared at him and said, "Not serious."

Mo Wuchen is like a transparent and non-existent person, silent, he doesn't care what others say or see, his eyes are clearly staring at a certain place, but it gives people a feeling of being out of focus.

The first battle between Qingcheng faction and Qingyuanzong was not the object of their attention.Han Ye took out the poker he had prepared early in the morning and said, "Come, let's play some cards."

"Fighting the Landlord?" Shangguan Jing asked.

Han Ye shook his head: "If you don't fight, it's boring to fight three against one. If you're used to fighting, we'll fight against each other, and I'll lead you to fight. Tianchen, you're against Wuchen, so you lead him to fight."

"I will," Mo Wuchen said, turning his gaze back from another direction.

"I thought you and your brother could only fight and run away quickly." Han Ye smiled and shuffled the cards quickly.

The four of them fought like no one else was watching, and the eyes of those around them were burning.While others were fighting in the arena, they could still play cards leisurely at the bottom.Thinking of their fellow disciples who died tragically, they all had the urge to rush up and beat up the four of them.

It is said that novice gambling is the easiest to win. Shangguanjing played very smoothly for the first time. Under the leadership of Han Ye, the two of them jumped to level 2 with two double wins in a row. By the third round, they rose from 8 to [-]. up.

"Why can't you draw an 8?" Tian Chen complained after drawing four or five bad cards in a row.

Han Ye asked while touching the cards, "What do you say you can't touch?"

"8" Tianchen answered angrily.

"Say it again," Han Ye said after touching one.

"Why?" Tian Chen squinted at him.

"It's okay, I'll come once you call out, and I'll see if I can touch eight 8's if you call out a few more times," Han Ye giggled.

"Fuck off!" Tianchen gave him a hard look.

Shangguan Jing giggled, she was very lucky, she had touched six 8s this time, and Han Ye had touched two, it seems that they are going to upgrade again this time.

Xuanyingzi was very angry at the four of them for being foolish, but he glanced at them from time to time, looked at them, and became addicted to watching them.From the beginning of concentrating on the competition, until now two pairs of eyes are staring at the four players playing cards, even he himself didn't realize it.

In the arena, the Qingcheng faction and Qingyuanzong fought without distinction, and the others were not like these five, they all concentrated on watching the competition.The cultivation base of the Qingcheng sect's disciples is obviously better than that of Qingyuanzong's, but the Qingyuanzong's disciples are more flexible, which brings each other's strength to a relatively balanced position.

However, strength is the same thing as IQ. IQ is flawed, and strength is also flawed.If the strength is not as good as others, it will be a failure after all.Gradually, it can be seen that the disciples of Qingyuanzong are at a disadvantage.

The four of Han Ye were fighting vigorously, when they felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, Han Ye didn't turn his head back and just swung his sleeves of true energy out.There was only a bang, and the two streams of qi collided together and made a sound, and the Qingyuanzong disciple who was originally falling towards them had changed direction and fell to another place.

"Haha, little five masters, I won, Jing'er will play the cards," Han Ye said with a smile as he threw down the last five cards in his hand.

Shangguan Jing threw down a second child in her hand and said, "I thought I was going to lose, how long did you fight this time?"

Xuanyingzi blew his beard and said, "What are you hitting? Look at what you did just now."

Han Ye looked in the direction he pointed suspiciously, and saw the disciples of Qing Yuanzong lying on the ground and howling.In my mind, I suddenly remembered that I swung my arm just now, and asked belatedly, "What did I do?"

"It seems so," Shangguan Jing said uncertainly, she was too focused just now.

Xuanyingzi vomited blood and fainted: "Don't beat me anymore."The reputation of the Kunlun School has been ruined by this little bastard. How can he explain to his ancestors when he goes back!

The second match was between Hua Rui and the Hanshan faction. Han Ye also wanted to see Hua Rui's strength, so he tossed his cards and said, "Okay, let's stop fighting. Brother Qi, get up quickly, it's so cold on the ground." .

After speaking, she stretched out her hand to help him, Xuan Yingzi sat back on the chair while supporting her old waist, and cursed angrily, "Little bastard".

After Zecheng, the most proud young disciple of the Hanshan School, was killed, Diabolo has always been a pain in his heart.At this time, when he saw another disciple representing Han Shan sent to fight, the pain became even more painful.

(End of this chapter)