Uncle is Up

But she remembered that Xu Mingyu did not participate. The plot of this competition impressed her deeply, because this was the highlight moment of the male and female protagonists, and readers who watched it felt refreshed physically and mentally.

The reason why Xu Mingyu did not participate was that he was in retreat at this time to strive for the Golden Elixir Perfection and missed the competition. How could Bei Yinuan miss this important plot? She unfolded a fan and shook it slowly, with a touch of tenderness on her face. The curvature of water.

When Lu Shuang looked at her again, his eyes were completely glued to her and she couldn't move away. She heard the young man who looked like the bright moon say: "I'm going to Luoxia Sect."

The few words conveyed infinite tenderness, a pair of slanted eyes as soft as silk, a gentle smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, gentle and polite, indescribable elegance and nobility, and a look that looked at everyone as a lover. It's scum, but here she is saving all sentient beings.

Before Lu Shuang could recover from her charming gaze, she had already left.

The Luoxia Sect, which holds the Grand Competition, is the busiest at the moment. The Grand Competition that only second-rate or above sects can participate in is also crowded with people. Even if the Grand Competition has restrictions, the sects in the world of cultivation are no joke. This time The disciples gathered in the Luoxia Sect and filled up a top sect that could accommodate 50,000 people.

Xu Mingyu and the others left early, but when they arrived, there were also many sects from the Luoxia Sect.

The treatment of top sects is always different from that of other sects. As soon as the disciples wearing Longyuan sect costumes appeared, Luoxia Sect immediately sent an elder to greet them.

As the number one sword cultivator, Nan Yuxing was baptized by the eyes of everyone present. He was the target pursued by almost all sword cultivators in the world of cultivation. No one wanted to be a sword cultivator like him who stood firm and trembled the world with his sword.

The Longyuan disciples followed Nan Yuxing and Master Zhujie in three columns, with the two elders walking on the outside.

All the disciples had straight faces, without the playful smiles of other sects, and their majestic aura was indeed that of a top sect.

Xu Mingyu followed Nan Yuxing with obvious irritation on his face. Nan Yuxing noticed something was wrong with him and asked him three times what was going on, but he always shook his head and said it was okay.

When he arrived at the courtyard where he was resting, he secretly took a breath control pill with his back to Nan Yuxing, but it had no effect at all. He was still feeling depressed and uncomfortable in his chest, and the spiritual energy in his spiritual veins was wandering around randomly. .

When no one was in the room, he would lie on the table, clutching the corners of the table with both hands, his expression indescribable irritability and discomfort.

"That's it." He looked straight ahead and spoke harshly.

Not all of the injuries on his body when he was in Yaizhan Mountain were caused by Bei Yinuan, some of them were stabbed by others.

Probably because of the sect competition, someone on that side wanted to get rid of his strong opponent as soon as possible, so they intercepted him halfway. His already unstable mood became even more unstable when the other party sprinkled a handful of powder on it. I still can't calm down at all to regulate my breath and recover.

The hustle and bustle outside the door and the silence and darkness inside his house became two different worlds. He endured the pain of the rioting atmosphere alone in a deserted corner, with the noise of people outside.

He suppressed the restless spiritual energy and breath again and again. When he was about to lose control of his temper and destroy everything around him, his door was slowly pushed open, a warm hand pinched his chin, and pulled a The elixir was pushed into his mouth.

The elixir melted in his mouth, and he still recognized the owner of that hand with his hazy and fierce eyes.

"Why is my nephew so embarrassed?"

Bei Yinuan sat opposite him, her eyebrows were full of gentleness, and her soft and beautiful face was smiling. In an instant, all the scenery in Xu Mingyu's eyes receded, leaving her alone.

I don't know what kind of elixir Bei Yinuan fed him, but it took effect after being taken in. The restlessness in his spiritual veins was quickly calmed down, and the mania in his eyes gradually subsided.

"Mania Powder is for use by spiritual beasts. Only demon cultivators have it. If a person encounters it by accident, it will take ten and a half months to retreat."

As soon as Bei Yinuan got close to him, she could smell the faint medicinal smell on his body. The unstable state of mind coupled with the manic powder was enough for Xu Mingyu to bear.

"Why don't you find someone to explain it to you?"

Bei Yinuan's tone was as calm as if he was talking to her about drinking tea and having a meal, soft and without edge.

"Found it." Xu Mingyu gathered up his scattered collar and glanced sideways at her with his charming auspicious eyes: "Venerable Heng'an has gone out, and others can't see it."

Many alchemists didn't have much exposure to magic cultivating things, so they couldn't see the problem with Xu Mingyu at all for a while. Only high-level alchemists like Bei Yinuan could see the problem.

However, Bei Yinuan couldn't tell it at first glance. He had to get closer to Xu Mingyu to smell it.

Xu Mingyu closed his collar and pushed open the window for ventilation. He crossed his arms and sat on the window edge, neither chasing nor welcoming the people in the room.

Bei Yinuan has long been used to his expression of boredom. It should be said that Xu Mingyu has never had a good look on anyone, and she is like a 250-year-old.

But what's damning is that Bei Yinuan doesn't dislike his attitude of being the most generous person in the world, but thinks that this is how he should be.

It was already dark outside, and the Luoxia Sect raised its warm yellow lights. People were walking back and forth on the gravel path, but it did not become silent at all because of the darkness.

A layer of barrier blocked out the wind and snow outside. The spiritual flowers inside the barrier were blooming beautifully, and blue fluorescent butterflies were flying among the flowers.

Disciples from all sects came out to communicate and learn from each other. They were all friendly, and even if there were occasional disputes, they would not get into fights.

There were no lights in the room, so Bei Yinuan stared at Xu Mingyu's angular profile in the warm yellow light that fell in.

Suddenly she chuckled, and the clear and clean laughter made people's hearts itch.

Xu Mingyu's face became more solemn, and he simply turned his back to Bei Yinuan, keeping his eyes out of sight.

Bei Yinuan held her chin and looked at his taller figure and asked, "My nephew seems to hate me very much. Even if the misunderstanding is resolved, he still has a strong opinion of me."

"Isn't it obvious that I hate you?" Xu Mingyu answered almost without thinking.

"Why?" Bei Yi asked with a warm smile.

"I don't have the right aura" is a bad reason, but it's really Xu Mingyu's true thoughts.

You don’t need a reason to like someone, and you don’t need a reason to hate someone.

The corners of Bei Yinuan's lips curled up: "What a coincidence, I hate you for the same reason."

Xu Mingyu didn't answer. He stared at the crowded place in the distance in a daze. When he came to his senses, Bei Yinuan was no longer there.

Looking back, I saw a bottle of elixir left by her on the table.

He stepped forward and touched the medicine bottle lightly with his fingertips, frowning in thought. The way he and Bei Yinuan got along was a bit strange. Even though they hated each other, neither seemed to want the other to die.

Just like he could scar her body in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, just like Bei Yinuan could come to him to enter the forbidden place without thinking, and could also give him the pills he needed unconditionally, without even thinking about why he should give them. A nasty person elixir.

There is a boundary between the two of them, and both parties are trying hard not to break this boundary. They are each hiding in their own territory. It seems that after crossing this line, the two of them don't know how to get along.

If this boundary is gone, then the two of them will only be embarrassed, and they will feel tormented when they meet.