Chapter 275: Is there her in my dream?

Qin Shiyue was one of the famous masters of the Tianlong Divine Sect. He was also very powerful when walking in the world. However, this unknown soldier, the scimitar and Qin Shiyue fought with him, did not fall at all. He even had a little precedence. The scimitar moves were strange. After several wonderful moves, Qin Shiyue barely avoided it and was almost injured under the scimitar.

As the soldiers continued to attack the scimitar in their hands, a layer of gray gas slowly rose on Qin Shiyue's face with a smile. Even though Qin Shiyue said just now that he was poisoned, everyone present didn't care. Where is the Tianlong Divine Sect? A mere poison cannot cause any harm to Qin Shiyue. At least Yingfei knew that the poison-proof pill in Qin Shiyue's arms could relieve all poisons in the world.

But the soldier seemed to have made a plan. He first used a plan to cause Qin Shiyue to suffer a small minor injury and was poisoned. Then he attacked constantly, leaving Qin Shiyue without any time to detoxify. Qin Shiyue fell into the trap if he was careless. Now he was really indescribable.

Seeing that Qin Shiyue's face changed, Xu Jiaowang refused to do it first, and he was about to enter the venue with one step. Murong Jian's eyes were already looking at the whole audience. Seeing that Xu Jiaowang was moving, he immediately took a step forward and said with a smile: "Uncle Xu, what are you going to do? Are you planning to win the less?"

"This?" King Xu Jiao couldn't help but stop and hesitated. He paid attention to the word "true" in the world. Although the soldier used poison just now, he did not say that he could not use poison. Moreover, Qin Shiyue promised to let others have three moves. He slandered him in three moves, and he had nothing to say.

This contest was originally a contest between Qin Shiyue and Murong Jian, but it was just a soldier who appeared on behalf of him. If King Xu Jiao took action rashly, it would not only damage the reputation of the Tianlong Divine Sect, but also judging from the soldiers' skills, King Xu Jiao might not be able to easily win it. This made King Xu Jiao embarrassed.

Looking at King Xu Jiao's hesitation, Murong Jian smiled and said, "If Lord Qin admits defeat, this competition can naturally be stopped. Uncle Xu must agree to betroth a child to me."

King Xu Jiao looked at Xu Jiaotong who had already stood up in the distance, and didn't know what to do.

Xu Jiaotong looked at the situation in the field quietly, and there was no turmoil in her heart. Naturally, she would not help her. Even if Qin Shiyue was killed, she would not be able to go on stage to hand over the first move. She knew that it was the dignity of a man, "If you are a hero in life, you will also be a hero in death." This sentence is not just a saying.

Besides, her heart had already floated out of her chest since the man of Huahai called out "A Jiao", and had long been conquered by the cold man of Huahai. Faced with this situation, she had only one thought in her mind. If Xiaoyue died of poison, Jiao could not live alone!

How could an ugly man like her beggar like Murong Jian begs for?

Xu Jiaotong's calmness made King Xu Jiao puzzled. He rubbed his hands anxiously and stepped outside the venue. It was not just him. Only Zhang Xiaohua in the hall was still interested in using his spiritual sense to sweep the people in the venue, constantly stuffing things into his mouth, and even thought to himself: The chef in this villa is very skilled. If he could hire someone to go home, his parents would be happy. The others had already stood up and walked to the front of the table.

Na Yingfei was so anxious that he scratched his head and just wanted to come forward to help.

He doesn't have to be Xu Jiaowang in the South China Sea and others. He is a subordinate of Qin Shiyue. If Qin Shiyue had a few shortcomings, if the Tianlong Divine Sect was punished, then Lord Garulu would never let him go. He really thought now, it would be great if the person who fought in the field was himself!

At least, if Qin Shiyue is outside the court, she can still reach out to save him.

Murong Jian looked around the audience proudly. This was a dilemma. He was not afraid that Xu Jiaotong would not fall into his palm. Qin Shiyue admitted defeat or died of poison. He fell into his trap. The most wonderful thing is that these people who have always claimed to be heroes in the world can only watch their VIPs, fall into danger and cannot reach out, but can only watch their daughter fall into his hands and cannot rescue them.

Is this the difference between wisdom and recklessness?

Murong Jian was a little fluttering. People who were wild are the wild ones. How could we compare to our family of officials?

However, Xu Jiaotong's performance was slightly beyond Murong Jian's expectations. He thought that Xu Jiaotong would be a little nervous and scared, and would even come up to ask himself to let go and ask himself to put him in the room in exchange for the vitality of Lord Qin of Huafa. In this way, his vanity that has been hit will be greatly satisfied, and he can use a victorious attitude to redeem this rash beauty and train her to be his own toy!

Unfortunately, Xu Jiaotong was cold, as if there was no other person's expression in his eyes, and he treated him as transparent indifference, which made him feel a chill in his heart. Behind the chill, there was a desire to tame, and only this uncontrollable pride can arouse his ambition to climb.

At this moment, Qin Shiyue sneered, his right foot softened, and he almost fell down. The soldier's scimitar slashed at Qin Shiyue's left shoulder like lightning. Qin Shiyue saw that he could not resist, and gritted his teeth and stabbed the soldiers' hearts. It was a way of fighting that they died together. The soldier sneered in his heart, and he also sneered in his mouth, dodged like a ridiculous sneer, and then slashed from top to bottom, like a powerful force, and slashed at Qin Shiyue with great force.

At this time, Xu Jiaotong could no longer maintain her. Her face was pale and a sense of excitement flashed in her eyes. Yes, she knew that Qin Shiyue had reached the final stage, and her face was covered with darkness, which was contrasting with her hair. He was dancing the last dance of his life on the cliff!

Zhang Xiaohua's spiritual sense wandered in the field, Murong Jian's complacentness, Xu Jiaowang's anxiety, Yingfei's heartbreak, the soldiers' aggressiveness, and Qin Shiyue's stubborn resistance, he looked at his heart one by one, but what does this have to do with him? He is just a prisoner, and he doesn't know how the leader of the Tianlong Sect will deal with him, and what does he care about other people's affairs? The ancients said good things, everyone should sweep the snow in front of their own houses, and don't care about the frost on others! I'm sure I won't deceive me.

However, when his spiritual sense swept over Xu Jiaotong, his heart suddenly moved. His charming and cold face might not attract any interest from Zhang Xiaohua, but the determination, desolation and attachment in her eyes suddenly touched a trace of memory in Zhang Xiaohua's heart! This memory may be that his sister-in-law Liu Qian faces the three wolves of Xicuishan, or Ou Yan faces the old man in black, or Li Yinfeng faces the bandits of Xicuishan, but it makes Zhang Xiaohua wake up even more.

What I realized was that the eyes in my memory were actually turbulent riverside, in the lonely straw hut, in those big eyes, the trace of reluctance and flawlessness! Zhang Xiaohua is not dreamless, but he knew that he had always been a kind of flashing dream. He thought he would not care about those big eyes, and would not think of the sky-sooth bun again. He thought that it was just a hurry passing by in the world, and he thought that it was just a brief encounter in life!

But, in the eyes of Xu Jiaotong, who had nothing to do with him, he found it, knew it, and understood that he was not dreamless, not that he didn't want to dream, but that this dream was too deep, too long, too slim!

Facing Liu Qian's helpless eyes, he was powerless to turn the world; facing Ou Yan's panicked eyes, he stood up; facing Li Yinfeng's desperate eyes, he chatted and laughed and tried hard to retreat to the bandits; but facing Meng's eyes that were panicked, reluctant, and shy, what did he do?

Yes, he didn't know what he should do. He didn't know before, but now he didn't know, what will happen in the future?

Maybe you will know!

But, if what Xu Jiaotong's eyes touched Zhang Xiaohua's heartstrings now, what could he do?

In an instant, Xu Jiaotong's eyes overlapped with Meng's eyes. Even the similarity in the blink of an eye was enough to make Zhang Xiaohua make some decisions!

At this time, the situation in the field had taken a sharp turn. Qin Shiyue's footsteps were tilted and he accidentally softened to the ground. He gritted his teeth and did not ask for help. His eyes were full of exclusivity, but he was a little unwilling to accept it. The soft sword in his hand stabbed weakly, trying to stop the soldiers' lightning-fast scimitar!

But he knew very well that it was just a fool!

At this moment, he turned his head and at this extremely critical moment, he turned his head to look at Xu Jiaotong who was standing pretty on the other side. The two of them looked at each other, both of whom were relieved, and they had no idea!!!

Qin Shiyue's gray-black face turned a little flushed.

Xu Jiaotong was also dizzy.

Murong Jian was so jealous that he looked at all this and his fists were about to clench his fists.

The nameless soldier jumped high, like the moon's scimitar, like a thunderbolt, and towards the falling prey!

At this moment, a voice sounded: "I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore! I see unfairness on the road, I want to draw my sword to help!!!"

Before he finished speaking, behind the Three Seas and Seven Waters, a thin body rushed from the air like a big eagle pounced on the sun. The figure came very quickly. At first, the soldier didn't care at all and did not stop the scimitar, but just looked up. However, this look made his eyes tight. Although his figure was thin, it was majestic. In the blink of an eye, it was approaching. Moreover, there was a black sword light shooting towards his throat with his body. The sharpness of the sword light seemed to not make him doubt. If he did not stop defending, the sword light would immediately pierce into his throat when he cut off Qin Shiyue's head!
Chapter completed!