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Celebrating the whole world, everyone is watching. After a whole night of waiting, the Xuanxu Sword School Academy is finally on the list!

Zheng Weiqi was so nervous that she stayed up all night again. Although she is a comprehensionist, she has toiled for two days and two nights with extreme depression. There are also high-intensity brain activities in the middle, and she walks out of the room like a zombie. At that time, Ning Ning remembered that sentence very untimely--

A ghost, the ghost of kendoism, wanders in the Xuanxu Sword Sect.

She has a very good relationship with the elder sister, and she is on the list today, so she naturally wakes up early to accompany her.

Zheng Weiqi showed the excitement and nervousness of the college entrance examination results, vividly interpreting what is meant by "half bright and half sad." She couldn't wait to know the results, but also worried that this time she would still be unable to pass the test, and she didn't even think about it.

When I came to the Academy, a large group of people had gathered at the place where the list was placed.

The original body had already graduated from the academy, and Ningning had almost never been here. Now that it's hard to see it, it is inevitable to look around with some curiosity.

But seeing the towering pavilion, towering proudly. The whole building is made of white jade stone, with its own sense of motionlessness and momentum. The green pine and green vines add to the emerald color, and the carved jade is full of grace.

Outside the White Jade Palace, the literary test results were displayed on the wall in a very traditional way. When the people dispersed a little, Zheng Weiqi stepped up anxiously and walked straight to the bottom row.

The list will only announce the results of the passers. At the level of Zheng Weiqi, if she is not found in the last few names, it must be nothing.

Zheng Weiqi took a deep breath, looked at Ning Ning, and covered the last few names with her right hand.

At the end, he said solemnly in a tone of death: "Then I will start! Drink it!"

Following a low drink of unknown meaning, Zheng Weiqi moved her palm up, revealing a hidden name.

Two words, you know it's not her at a glance.

Zheng Weiqi couldn't bear to look up anymore, her wrist trembled and moved up again.

It's a man's name.

Further up, no.

Continue to move, it's not like it.

No way.

Behind him came Ningning's comforting and careful voice: "Senior Sister..."

These two words turned into a heavy hammer and hit the eardrum hard, forcing her to have no more power to think, and she took a step back and removed the palm of her hand from the list.

Looking around, I looked at a large list of words, like a dangling dragon. After she took a closer look, let alone the three words "Zheng Weiqi", there was not even one with the surname Zheng.

Good guys.

There is no index on this list, and different first and last names are written on each skewed row. Zheng Weiqi looked carefully for a long while, and finally saw the words from the cracks. The full list was written with two words "re-exam".

Zheng Weiqi:...

She looked away completely.

"It looks like it hasn't happened again this time."

As a master sister, even if there are all kinds of grievances in her heart, she can't show it in front of her relatives. Zheng Weiqi tried her best to laugh, then turned to Ningning and said, "Wait for the coming year. I'm used to it anyway, haha."

Ningning didn't mean to leave, but looked at her with beautiful apricot eyes, pursed her lips and shook her head.

He immediately raised his right hand and pointed to the position in the middle of the list not far away: "Sister, where are you."

——Not only did she fail the ranking this time, she was also admitted to the middle level of the entire academy, hanging in the middle of a pile of dense names.

Zheng Weiqi was in a daze, and it took a while to realize what Ning Ning said. When she turned around and saw the three black and white characters [Zheng Weiqi], she looked even more sluggish as if she were dreaming.

Is her name.

It's really her name.

Isn't it dreaming?

It really hurts to pinch his face.

Oh hoo.

She--over--! ! !

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The Ten Method Conference will be held soon, and all the elite disciples of the martial arts will leave the mountain and head to the destination Luan City.

The Fa conference is held every twenty years. The purpose is to evaluate the true talents of the young talents in the cultivation world. By the way, it provides the disciples with the opportunity to compete against each other. After multiple rounds of competition, they select the best in each realm.

Ningning thinks that, just like the final exam, it always makes people feel a little nervous.

After Feizhou arrived in Luan City and packed his luggage in the inn, it was time for free activities.

The puja will be held tomorrow, and the lord of Luan City specially prepared a large dinner for this purpose.

The Xuanxu Sword was sent early, and there was nothing to do at noon. In addition, the young disciples lived in the mountains all year round. They rarely came to this famous big city. They only needed to respond in twos and threes, and they all ran into the streets.

As usual, although everyone is personally led by the master, the old parent of He Zhizhou who travels all over the world is still missing, and he is assigned to Tian Xianzi.

"Ah, the wind is refreshing! Life is beautiful! I can still do ten exam papers!"

Zheng Weiqi has not been relieved from the impact of passing the literary examination, and while walking on the street, she smirked and said: "I can pass the literary examination this time. First of all, I would like to thank my brothers and sisters for their strong support. Without you, I will definitely I can’t succeed. Secondly, I want to thank the teachers who produced the papers. You gave me a second chance to be a human being. Those topics are my reborn parents! I honor them for the rest of my life!"

He Zhizhou quietly touched Ningning's arm and lowered his voice: "How long has she been like this? Did you go to see the doctor?"

Ningning shook his head.

In fact, Zheng Weiqi is quite normal now. When I saw my name on the list outside the school, I just read it and read it again. I patted my hands, laughed, and said directly: "Hey! Alright! I'm over! "

The whole is a comprehension version of Fan Jinzhongju.

It's just that this man wasn't crazy enough to go muddy water, and when he finished speaking, he turned his head and hugged Ning Ning, shaking his tongue frantically.

If you want to match her with a background music, it must be the one that most people are familiar with [Causewearethechampionsoftheworld! Wearethechampionsmyfriends! ]

It was very suitable for the scene, as if it grew out of Zheng Weiqi's mouth.

The city of Luan is huge, and the inn where the Xuanxu Sword Sect stayed is located in the busy city. As soon as you go out, you can see people coming and going.

Before Ningning had time to take a look at the whole city, he heard He Zhizhou let out a "tsk" of disgust.

Following his incomparably contemptuous gaze, it turned out to be the back of an unfamiliar man, slender in figure, dressed in a blue shirt, and handsome and talented.

Perceiving that Ning Ning was also staring at the man, He Zhizhou's mouth twitched: "Look at the evil spirit all over his body, neither of the two bottles of air freshener can hold it down."

He has always been salted fish, and he has almost never shown such obvious dislike for anyone. Ning Ning was curious and heard He Zhizhou add: "Do you remember that when I was an oiran, I claimed that I was from Ten Thousand Swordsmen. Was it demolished on the spot by one of their disciples?"

Ningning suddenly realized: "Could it be—"

"Yes."

He Zhizhou gritted his teeth: "That's the **** Ye Zongheng!"

It turned out that the person was Ye Zongheng.

"Junior Brother He, in the final analysis, you pretended to be Wan Jianzong first. As a disciple of Wan Jianzong, Ye Zongheng should expose your identity."

Zheng Weiqi is worthy of being a great sister. Although she is unconscious at this time, she still speaks sharply: "No matter who this matter is placed on, it is impossible for you to insult Wan Jianzong's reputation in vain."

He Zhizhou reddened his ears: "Sister Zheng, you don’t know anything. That squad is to defend Wan Jianzong’s reputation. It’s clear that his struggling predecessor Oiran was robbed of the title by me. In order to please the girl, he Target me everywhere."

"If it's just that, it's true that I was wrong first, and I was convinced. But Ye Zongheng actually hired a group of strong men, and when I came to the stage to perform music, unexpectedly--"

He became more and more angry, clenched his fists: "Standing under the stage and blowing suona together! Is this something that humans can do?!"

It's really not something ordinary people would do.

Ning Ning thought, if you really can’t get used to it, you can hire someone to beat him directly. The revenge of that brother Ye is actually to make trouble...

Quite fresh and refined.

As everyone talked, the man in the green shirt not far away shook his head and turned his head slightly.

Brother Ye Zongheng, who was itchy by He Zhizhou's hatred, actually had a harmless face.

A pair of round and clear dog eyes reminded people of delicious black grapes, and his baby face made him look childish and approachable. There was even a little baby fat left on his white cheeks, like a white and tender steamed bun.

It is hard to imagine that such a person would be a regular visitor to the brothel, and his mind seems not very bright.

High-ranking monks can perceive the fine aura around them, and Ye Zongheng is a personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and he is even more sensitive to breath perception. As soon as he turned around, the long sword at his waist suddenly shook.

The baby-faced youth raised his head vigilantly, facing the gaze of the group of Shang Xuanxu Sword Sect.

The one at the beginning is his rival He Zhizhou.

I saw that the culprit smiled vigorously and had evil thoughts, and was slowly pacing forward, walking towards him with a bit of murderous aura.

Ye Zongheng's heart trembled, and the secret path was not good.

He Zhizhou obviously had no good intentions, and 80% wanted to repay him for hiring someone to blow the suona.

Now he is alone, and no one of his fellows is nearby, and He Zhizhou is followed by several Xuanxu Sect Swordsmen. If he really fights, he will definitely fall in the wind.

hateful!

Seeing the other person getting closer and closer, the smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more wild and unrestrained. At the moment when the two were close to each other, He Zhizhou was about to speak——

Ye Zongheng snorted abruptly, and the whole figure fell directly to the ground like a frozen ice lolly.

This sudden change made He Zhizhou also a little confused, almost thinking that the brother before him had some kind of illness.

But in the next moment, I heard Ye Zongheng's voice like a mosquito: "Help... who will help me! He, he hit me!"

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be in agony, clutching his chest and twitching all over his body, but the thief's eyes were clearly provocative and said: "Haha, I didn't expect it to be an idiot! This is called the first to be better!"

——This person can't beat it, but he actually bumped into porcelain. Hey!

He Zhizhou knew about Ye Zongheng's dog, but he would never have thought that someone could do this kind of virtue.

If it were in other places, he would definitely hit with his fists without saying a word, but there were people coming and going, and there were already a few passers-by staring at them both with amazement.

When I look at him, they are full of panic and fear.

Ye Zongheng lay on the ground like a dead fish, watching his opponent's face turn from white to blue with contentment, and finally trembled and added: "No, you have to pay for my healing expenses."

There are so many eyes watching at the scene. According to He Zhizhou's personality and assets, if he wants to run or fight for reasons, it will only ruin the Xuanxu Sword Sect's reputation.

He had wanted to use this trick on He Zhizhou a long time ago, to take revenge for being robbed of the oiran's reputation. Today, he finally got the opportunity, and it was naturally impossible to let it go.

Sure enough, the other party gritted his teeth after hesitating for a while, and asked unwillingly: "How many spirit stones do you want?"

Ye Zongheng pretended to be weak and slumped on the ground, raising his hand to compare the number: "Not many, five thousand spiritual stones are enough."

"Five thousand?"

He Zhizhou was probably taken aback by this number, and he took out his purse and weighed it. After an extremely fierce ideological struggle, he handed the purse to him and whispered in a low volume that only two of them could hear: "I don't have that much, you can take it for yourself."

Poor ghost.

Ye Zongheng sneered coldly, barely propped up and sat on the ground, raising his hand to take the purse.

Unexpectedly, He Zhizhou did not let go.

He frowned, increased his strength impatiently, and yanked the purse toward him.

Then at the same moment, He Zhizhou's earth-shaking voice sounded in his ears: "Help! Grab the money! What are you doing with my purse!!!"

Haha, I didn't expect it! moron!

He Zhizhou was terrified, but his eyes were full of wild sneers.

What was his job before crossing? Actor! This stinky boy, let you see what is meant by "Actor's Self-cultivation" today!

The situation instantly reversed in two levels.

Ye Zongheng: Grass.

Unlike Ye Zongheng, who pretended to be weak and convulsed, He Zhizhou's voice shouted full of breath, and also contained a little panic and helplessness, as if he would cry out in the next moment, very pitiful.

So the pedestrians coming and going stopped one after another and looked in the direction where they were.

Ye Zongheng couldn't argue with a hundred mouths, and in a daze, he heard someone pointing at him: "It's a scum to grab money in the street! Look at him with a sword on his waist, which sect's disciple is it?"

He almost came up with a guilty blood. He couldn't make a plan, and he had another plan in his heart.

Since He Zhizhou has made up his mind to pull him into the water, don't blame him for being polite!

This thought hurriedly flashed, Ye Zongheng's eyebrows dazzled, his whole body was dark, and his sword intent grew sharply. He Zhizhou noticed something and felt a little flustered.

No, could it be that Ye Zongheng was so embarrassed that Ye Zongheng wanted to fight directly because he turned against him?

Not so big brother! Obviously you touched porcelain first!

Ye Zongheng's cultivation base is almost reaching Yuan Ying, and he is naturally lost to the little waste wood who only knows to paddle.

Just about to flee in a hurry, the opponent's sword energy was already in the form of mountains and rain, and the wind was overwhelming. After a short pause, it poured out like mountains and seas, and hit directly—

Ye Zongheng himself.

He Zhizhou was dumbfounded.

I saw Ye Zongheng leaning back crazily like riding a pirate ship, and he was hammered in the air with one blow. After making a magnificent 360-degree turn, he fell heavily to the ground in a muddy posture.

Then he twitched like a broken rag doll, and struggling to raise his right hand: "I just grabbed your money bag... Why are you, this is a dead hand..."

After speaking, the throat became hot, and a mouthful of blood came out.

——Haha, I didn't expect it! He still has this trick! Acting better than him? Idiot He Zhizhou!

He Zhizhou:...

He Zhizhou: Grass! ! ! are you crazy! ! !

Ye Zongheng actually hurt the enemy one hundred and 20,000!

What a peerless genius is this! No need, really no need, brother!

"Help, murder!"

Where did the onlookers have seen such a shocking reversal of the weeping ghosts, and for a time screams and sighs for help sounded everywhere.

Ye Zongheng was still lying on the spot and pumping constantly, occasionally vomiting a mouth or two of foamy blood.

He Zhizhou was in the center of the storm, and there was nowhere to escape, and there were many flashes in his mind.

His basic act of acting, Chinese TV history, horror comedy and rural love story.

Mountain darkly, vista.

He still has a way to go!

"It's you that I hit today!"

Amidst the overwhelming discussion, He Zhizhou took a deep breath and yelled at him, "If it weren't for your prodigal son who stole all the money in the family, would our seriously ill and bedridden mother die for nothing?"

The voices of the people eating melons became quieter.

He Zhizhou hated iron but not steel, and continued to curse passionately: "Second brother! I know you love to visit brothels, but our father can't even afford to eat. He just waits for the spirit stone in my wallet to come back to help! You take it seriously! Have the heart to take it away and give it all to the little pink girl!"

Xiao Taohong is the firework woman who was squeezed out of the oiran status by He Zhizhou.

But in just a few words, the situation has turned upside down again.

The people around yelled: "Something with no conscience! If it's me, I have to break your bones!"

Some people are even enthusiastic and are ready to raise donations: "I don’t know if there are enough spirit stones in the purse? It’s too pitiful. I still have some spare money here. If you don’t dislike it, take it home and give your father something good ."

Ye Zongheng heard the **** flower puff puff puff out, and he couldn't wait to get up and denounce the group of foolish people who listen to the wind and rain.

Now he is fine. Not only has he been beaten up by himself, he has also become the heinous one who has been criticized by words and pens. It's really not worth the loss, it hurts my wife and breaks down.

He wanted to argue a few more words, but suddenly noticed that the crowd was much quieter. When I looked up, I saw the crowds of onlookers scattered to both sides, giving way to an unobstructed passage.

A tall young man in a mysterious suit came slowly, and after a rough look at the mess on the scene, he nodded and said solemnly: "Two, I am the criminal director of the Luan City Criminal Department. I heard that there is something here. I’m sorry, I’m here to investigate the situation."

In short, it is the senior inspector in this city.

Ye Zongheng originally wanted to rectify He Zhizhou, but he didn't expect this person to be recruited. In a panic, he had to smile embarrassedly: "This...no need it."

After talking, they secretly slandered, and they both made a fuss like this, even if they really wanted to check, they couldn't find any tricks.

The young man from Na Chengxiang Xuanfu made a vow: "I have listened to the people watching the city roughly describe the incident. Although it is complicated, please don't worry about it."

He said with a more serious tone, and looked up at a statue of Luan Bird flying on top of the City Lord’s Mansion: "You don’t know, because there are frequent disappearances of women in the city, the city owner has specially set up spells on the statue of Luan Bird, which can monitor every part of the city. Every move in the corner is reproduced through the mysterious mirror-look at you two! That eyeball happened to turn to our side, and everything that happened just now must be well recorded."

Spells, surveillance, records.

He Zhizhou was already going to be scared of vomiting.

Looking up along his line of sight, he saw the emerald in Luanniao's eyes staring straight at this side, gleaming with dazzling light in the sun.

Who could have imagined that the two of them had been deliberately fighting each other for so long, only to find that the mantis was hunting the cicada and the oriole was behind, and the bird laughed wildly and filmed it in pieces: "Haha, I didn't expect it! Luan city has its own surveillance camera. of!"

Unexpectedly, it was really unexpected.

He Zhizhou trembled all over: "No, no need it!"

Ye Zongheng's eyes were erratic: "This is too troublesome, it's better to let the two of us negotiate privately..."

The criminal secretary was full of righteousness and laughed loudly: "It's not in the way! The sky is clear, people can be deceived, but the heart cannot be deceived. The dispute between the two is so fierce that it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil by ordinary means. I will make all the truth public today. Let the evildoer have nowhere to hide!"

As soon as he said this, he took out a mysterious mirror from his storage bag.

There were dozens of pairs of eyes, all staring at the mirror.

First, Ye Zongheng's awkward acting skills, before being touched by He Zhizhou, he fell into a squat.

Then He Zhizhou personally handed him the purse, and then shouted savagely, "Someone is robbing money."

The most exciting thing was when Ye Zongheng's sword aura surged and the backflow of water swept up and lifted himself up.

The youth revolved soaring into the sky, and landed leisurely under the ashes of He Zhizhou's face, and his gowns fluttered like a flower like a dream.

The man will be silent when she sees it, and the woman will cry when she sees it. There was no sound at the scene for an instant, and the criminal secretary's smile dimmed a little as the picture progressed.

I thought it was a tragic story with bleeding and tears.

As a result, the two great actors and actresses interacted with each other, rubbing everyone's IQ on the ground.

They played this piece of Porcelain and Reversal Porcelain so wonderfully.

After a while, someone finally hesitated and said:

"Ah this..."

"The act of sword repair is really beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"I don't know which disciple of the school, really otherworldly-girl, do you know these two?"

Then there was a female voice who seemed to have known each other, extremely indifferent: "I don't know."

After her, another young man quickly answered: "Looking at the close relationship between them, they should come from the same sect. We, Wan Jianzong, always sit upright, how can disciples be like this, haha."

Ye Zongheng's heart was stunned, and when he looked towards the source of the sound, he suddenly saw Su Qinghan and Xu Yi of the same school.

Seeing him raising his head, a pair of dog men and women turned their heads together in a tacit understanding, pretending to be strangers.

He Zhizhou looked at it from ear to ear, and smiled utterly: "Retribution! Poor! Compassionate! My fellow mates won't—"

Before he finished speaking, he lost his words and froze in place.

Headed by Zheng Weiqi, my dear colleagues turned their heads with complicated expressions when they noticed his sight, pretending to be idle, looking around at the scenery.

And their waists were empty, where there was still the shadow of a half-point sword.

——Why do you **** hide their swords in their storage bags! In order to get rid of him, don't you even want to admit that you are Jian Xiu!

"The weather is really good today."

Zheng Weiqi, who turned her head first, said: "Suitable for studying. I love studying the most. It's kind of gentle, how nice."

Meng Jue made a gesture of regret: "I heard that sword practice is unusual. I saw it today. It's really extraordinary."

Xiao Bailong blushed, and even the dragon's horns were dyed with a light pink color. When he thought of Brother He's previous behavior, he felt ashamed to cry.

Ning Ning turned her face sideways, her gaze from He Zhizhou to Pei Ji next to him: "It's too much to make trouble in the street. Little brother, what do you think?"

Pei Ji: "..."

Pei Ji: "I have never seen such a brazen person."

He Zhizhou's tears were weak and wounded.

Pei Ji! You traitor! Color fascinated! ! !

"Please come with me, both of you."

The criminal secretary said: "At that time, the elders of the school will be told to come and claim it personally. I don't know from which school the two learned from?"

Ye Zongheng pretended to be strong, holding back tears and snorting coldly, "Can't you see it? Young master, I come from the Xuanxu Sword Sect, and the Xuanxu is number one in the world."

He Zhizhou's eyes slanted and his mouth twitched. What he didn't know was that he came from Ivory Mountain to repair the immortal: "Cauldron, I am the disciple of Wanjianzongdi. Later, I will be fine. We will be Wanjianzongdi. Afraid of pain."

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The emotional line is in the next chapter!

I hope that everyone's exams can be as extraordinary as the masters!

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