These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

The red carp with a sharp face has been looking at Qin Zipei with dazed eyes, as if there is no focus at all, and it seems that the focus is all on Qin Zipei.

Qin Zipei looked at the red carp with a smile, and kept smiling like this, as if nothing was a thing.

When the two teenagers finally returned to the room.

Only Qin Zipei and the blind middle-aged man were left in the yard.

The blind man finally spoke.

"It's actually useless for you to say these things. You know, their talents are actually not as good as yours. Compared with asking you to do such a thing, I actually... wish they were chosen at the time."

Qin Zipei shook his head and looked at the blind man.

"Talent doesn't matter. I'm not as good as them in other things."

"what?"

"Xinxing, Chunliang. Master, don't you think that destroying Chunliang will make people feel guilty? Let alone my two favorite juniors."

The blind man shook his head.

"I don't care about these, these are far less important than talent. You think too extreme, and doing so will only destroy yourself. You know, you don't have a choice."

Qin Zipei raised his arm, watched his palm open, and then clenched his fist again.

His eyes seemed so indifferent, as if he had no emotion at all.

"Choose? Hehe..."

He laughed.

"When the choice is between the three of us, it means that there is no choice. I am their senior brother, I am Qin Zipei, and I am one of the few fusion realms in Xunxian Palace. What choice do I have? Master, there is no such thing at all. The choice. He has seen through everything. When he said this proposal, I actually knew that his target was me. No matter what you say about my talent, what can I do? I can’t fulfill it, I can’t achieve it Yes, what can’t be shown can still be called talent? It’s just deceiving yourself.”

The middle-aged blind man shook his head regretfully, sighed, and seemed to blame himself.

"It shouldn't be like this...it shouldn't be like this...if I give you some more time, if you can not get involved in this matter...if..."

Qin Zipei lowered his arms.

After the sleeves covered his arms wrapped in white cloth, he stood up.

His slender and tall figure looked the same as usual, handsome and extraordinary, with an air of indifference.

He raised the corners of his mouth, as if there was no pity at all.

"There's nothing that shouldn't be like this, Master, you already knew it. If you don't have the strength in this world, you'll let me take advantage of it. On the contrary, I think it's good to have such a result. At least...it's not hopeless, but if, Master... I said what if."

"You said."

The middle-aged blind man couldn't see his expression, but he could probably imagine what the young man looked like at this time.

Qin Zipei looked at the scorching, dazzling sun.

He raised the corners of his mouth, not in sarcasm, but in longing for a better hope.

"If I still can't go back with you in the end. Then remember, take the green carp and red carp and go wherever you can, but don't go back to Xunxian Palace. As long as they are there, the future... Xunxian Palace They will still appear, but if something happens to them, Master, you know... I won't be reconciled. Hehe... I won't be reconciled either." PS: Good!The stage is set up!Have breakfast to start the next chapter!

90 The Good Friday of Murong Yuantai

It was the third day of Lu Chenzong.

The weather is still good today, the sun is bright and the breeze is blowing.

"Are the disciples of Yuanjianzong here?"

The calm man standing on the central large flat said in a deep voice.

"arrive."

It was Qiao Zhiheng who spoke. After discussion between Lin Ruoyin and Mu Xitong, they felt that if there must be a disciple to replace the speaking session, then it would be more appropriate to let Qiao Zhiheng do it.

After all, this young man named Wei Tu is really crazy, and no one knows what his next sentence will be.

All in all not a great thing.

So Mu Xitong and Lin Ruoyin asked Wei Tu to remember to keep his mouth shut outside, and not to say anything that shouldn't be said. Of course, the meaning of this sentence is basically: there is no time for you to talk outside, just shut up Mouth.

Wei Tu is very innocent, but Jiang Ying has been sent by Mu Xitong to control her mouth, so she stands beside her, leaning on her.

As long as she moves her lips, she will raise her head and look at herself with those big watery eyes that are no longer so hollow.

Wei Tu felt that he couldn't speak, as if Ren and Du's veins all over his body were being pinched, it was extremely uncomfortable.

He is indeed innocent, because sometimes he speaks too kindly and others think he is easy to be bullied. This is a picture he doesn't want to appear, although it seems cool when he slaps his face.

But now that I have broken away from such simple low-level interests, it seems too naive to still enjoy this kind of thing.

Therefore, it is necessary to fundamentally attack the opponent's arrogance.

Now Wei Tu is ready, that Murong Yuantai from Nine Swords Mountain has a big festival with him, I hope the other party will say something so that Mu Xitong and Lin Ruoyin behind him can know, Too much temper at times will only be counterproductive.

So he looked across expectantly.

"Have the disciples from Nine Swords Mountain come?"

"coming……"

What surprised Wei Tu was that Murong Yuantai, who said this, seemed weak and did not seem to have any momentum at all.

The man who is the referee in the middle nodded and looked at both sides.

"Okay, you should also know about the change of the trial competition system yesterday, you both give me the order of the places to play, after handing it over to me, you are not allowed to change, and then I will call you according to the names on the list When you are on stage, there is no rest interval between each competition, and you are not allowed to take pills, understand?"

Qiao Zhiheng nodded lightly, and handed the list he had prepared to the man.

Murong Yuantai glanced at Qiao Zhiheng, as if trying to get some information from the expression on the other person's face, but unfortunately, Qiao Zhiheng's impeccable expression would not allow him to see any information or flaws at all.

He took a deep breath and handed in the list anyway.

Soon the two parties nodded to each other, and then returned to the team.

There were quite a few people watching on both sides of Daping, most of them were disciples from other sects, or they wanted to obtain information about their match in the next round, or they were just watching the fun with nothing to do with themselves.

For example, Miao Miao was standing with Wang Yao below.

Looking both ways.

"I think there should be no suspense in the battle between the two sides."

Miao Miao said softly.

Wang Yao glanced at both sides and laughed too.

"At Jiujian Mountain, I lost my energy and spirit. I guess I knew I was going to meet this guy called Wei Tu, so I peed my pants first."

Miao Miao saw the young man who was sitting there, looking drowsy and not having much energy.

He is indeed good looking, and will leave a deep impression on people just by looking at him, but this posture makes people not a bit vigilant.

But Miao Miao, who had heard many rumors, did not take it lightly.

"He is indeed very strong...but if I really meet him, I will work hard."

Wang Yao turned her head and smiled, and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Junior brother, although women are very domineering, but... when you say such things, don't reveal a little bit of guilt, or you will collapse directly."

"Where am I guilty?"

"Not yet. What you said is that you will work hard, which proves that you don't think you can defeat him in your heart. If you really have this confidence, you should say: I will definitely defeat him."

"What kind of crooked reasoning is this..."

"This is human nature. Some people cultivate immortals, but if you are not very talented like your senior sister, then you can only cultivate other heresy ways."

At this moment, a voice came from Daping.

"Yuan Jianzong Qiao Zhiheng! Let's face Nine Swords Mountain You Ling'an first!"

"You Ling'an doesn't seem to be the best disciple of Nine Swords Mountain."

In the spectator seats, Lin Ruoyin said softly.

Mu Xitong yawned.

As always, there was no little fox rubbing the top of Jiang Ying's head.

"It is certain that whoever comes up first will not give the hole card. It must be the most powerful person who cleans up the mess, and those who are relatively weak, just go out like cannon fodder. And how much more can they make?" There is a chance to express yourself, the best of both worlds."

This is indeed something they have discussed. This strategy is sound, and can guarantee the maximum strength, and it is not easy to overturn.

After all, if you can't beat it like this, it proves that hard power is really not enough.

And things were indeed as the two sides thought, the reason why Wei Tu seemed to lack interest was that the other party didn't have the temperament to give it a go.

It's just that the momentum didn't come out.

From the first person named You Ling'an came on the field, to the fight with Qiao Zhiheng, he showed a bad manner.

Lin Ruoyin even said.

"It seems that they are going to lose very ugly."

Mu Xitong rubbed Jiang Ying's head.

"Yingbao, you may not even have to play today."

Jiang Ying looked at Wei Tu suspiciously.

"is it?"

Wei Tu nodded.

"It's about the same. There may be accidents, but it's not a big problem. Brother Qiao may be able to see the third person on the other side."

"boom!"

The sword energy suddenly vibrated.

The young man named You Ling'an couldn't even wait for the chance to fight against Qiao Zhiheng. Qiao Zhiheng's sword energy spread out, and the opponent was powerless to parry, so Qiao Zhiheng used a very decent way to let the opponent fly out of the field .

"Nine Swords Mountain Mo Huai!"

Then the referee quickly called out the next name of Jiujianshan.

The young man named Mo Huai seemed to be staggering, and he was very nervous from the beginning of the game.

At this time, Murong Yuantai hurriedly shouted, "Try your best!! Don't take your time, there is no chance if you take your time!"

As a result, the young man who almost fell down on the field immediately became full of momentum, as if it had been a peak duel since he entered the field, no, it was like a desperate situation to survive.

Not to mention, such a gamble caused Qiao Zhiheng a little trouble. The two sides fought for dozens of rounds, but in the end, because of the difference in hard power, Qiao Zhiheng was better, not only stabilizing the realm of the Dragon Slayer, It also sent the opponent into a two-game losing streak.

Only Murong Yuantai is left next.

He was furious.

"Trash! Two trash! You haven't even dealt with one of them, what do you want me to do? Shall I go up and hit three!!"

Or just admit defeat?Anyway, no one should think that they can fight three, right?Just don't go up there and lose face, okay?

Murong Yuantai looked at his master next to him.

He looked at himself and nodded.

"Go up and give it a go, give yourself a chance to show off, you can lose, but you have to stand up and lose."

Why don't you go up and lose by yourself, old man?Wouldn't it be more decent to be full of loyalty? !

Are you sick?Let me go up and deliver it?Think I'm not embarrassing enough? !

Murong Yuantai had mixed feelings in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. He knew that if he set the precedent for admitting defeat, then the other sects would have nothing to worry about after admitting defeat.

They can say, isn't that Nine Swords Mountain surrendered?Why can't we admit defeat?

But they Nine Swords Mountain will be nailed to the rack of shame.

So he could only bite the bullet and go up.

Looking at Qiao Zhiheng who seemed to be temporarily adjusting his breath, Murong Yuantai clenched his sword tightly.

He took a deep breath.

He saw the boy sitting not far behind Qiao Zhiheng, smiled at him, and waved his hand.