Chapter 130 Heartfeltness

"What's wrong with you?" As soon as the blood demon heard this, he asked angrily, and thought to himself that this witch was really a matter of his mother. I was also anxious to see you fight with each other!

"Senior Blood Demon, the little woman believes that she is not this boy's opponent and is willing to abstain!" Miao Shuyue's strength is not as good as others, and it's humiliating to fight. It's better to abstain than to save money, so he said.

"What? No more fighting? Are you sure?" The blood demon asked in surprise, not to mention how depressed he is. What's the matter? My referee is really aggrieved!

"The younger generation is sure!" Miao Shuyue said affirmatively, and then turned to Feng Xiaotian and said, "Feng Xiaotian, I, Miao Shuyue, will settle accounts with you. Just wait for my crazy revenge!" The words and tone are exactly the same as what was said in the competition space.

"Hey...you..." Feng Xiaotian was about to speak, but Miao closed moon didn't pay attention to him at all. He pulled down the hood and covered his head, stamped the platform, flew up, and disappeared into the sky in an instant, without a trace.

"This witch, I don't know what will happen in the future?" Looking at the back of Miao Shutyue gradually disappearing in the blue sky, Feng Xiaotian thought tremblingly.

Although the blood demon was depressed, he had to fulfill his referee's program and announced weakly, "The result of the Xinhao platform competition, Sanxiufeng Xiaotiansheng Black Witch disciple Miao closed the month, and successfully promoted to the top 13." After saying that, the old man didn't want to stay in this sad place for a moment. He suddenly shook his sleeve and disappeared. Unexpectedly, he moved away instantly.

The audience under the stage saw that there was no excitement to watch, so they dispersed, leaving only a group of Tianling real people waiting for Feng Xiaotian.

......

It's getting late, and a bright moon hangs high above the blue sky, sprinkling a bright and clear light on the world.

Deep in the silent bamboo forest, on the big bluestone next to the gurgling stream, the two figures snuggled together and whispered.

"Brother Xiaotian, Yaner, I'm sorry for you. When you were competing during the day, Yaner actually misunderstood you. What did you really have to do with Miao? I didn't expect... I didn't expect that the witch framed you and deliberately provoked Yan'er's relationship with you!" Yan'er said with apologies, and she did feel guilty that she once doubted Feng Xiaotian.

"Hey hey, that witch is so abominable. I don't know where to find out the relationship between you and me. She actually came up with such a poisonous plan that is harmful to others and myself. Fortunately, your little brother and I are still smart, otherwise, it will be a big trouble!" When Feng Xiaotian remembered the situation during the day, he still had a little lingering palpitation.

"That's right, hehe, to be honest, I was stunned at that time. If Sister Danyu hadn't persuaded me, I might have run away at that time!" Yan'er said with a smile.

"Run? You silly girl, where do you want to run? Feng Xiaotian scratched Yan'er's nose with his fingers and pretended to ask angrily.

"I was wronged at that time, so I wanted to find the master, go back to Zixiamen, and never pay attention to you, a bad guy!" Yan'er said mischievously.

"Well - you are so cruel, can you leave me alone?" Feng Xiaotian asked gloomily.

"Of course not. If they hadn't been reluctant to part with you, they might have really run away!" Yan'er thought of the scene at that time, and she was still a little sad.

"Silly girl, you don't even think about it. Is your little brother Tian the kind of person who thinks strangely?" Feng Xiaotian asked aggrievedly.

"I know in my heart that you are not that kind of person, but I was afraid at that time. I was afraid that if you have that Miao Shuyue in the future, you will never pay attention to Yaner anymore!" Yan'er explained that if she lost Feng Xiaotian's love in her heart, she would lose the meaning of living.

"Yan'er, I want you to remember that no matter what happens in the future, even if the sea is withered and the rocks are rotten, the sea and the vicissitudes of life, Brother Tian will always be the little brother Tian who loves you the most, and he will never give up! If there is a deviation, it will make me die. I will go to the hell on the 18th floor..." Feng Xiaotian looked at Yaner and said solemnly.

"Brother Xiaotian, don't curse, I believe you! I will never doubt you again!" Yan'er smelled Feng Xiaotian's curse and quickly stretched out her hand to cover Feng Xiaotian's mouth. She and Feng Xiaotian would never know at this time. A few years later, Feng Xiaotian really went down to the 18th floor of hell for Yan'er. This is the aftermath. The specific highlights will be explained later.

"Yan'er!" Feng Xiaotian was in a turbulent mood and held Yan'er tightly in his arms.

"I want to know you, and I will live a long life. The mountain has no mausoleum, the river is exhausted, the winter thunder shock, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are combined, but they dare to be with you. Yan'er only felt that she was the happiest person in the world at this moment. She leaned in Feng Xiaotian's arms and muttered the poems her father had taught.

"If you have to become a mandarin, you can't die. I'm willing to be a mandarin duck and don't envy immortals. You can have Yan'er's sister in this life, but this fairy is not okay!" Feng Xiaotian hugged Yaner and only felt that he had the whole world.

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A new round of competition is about to begin, but there are only 13 participants on the rostrum. Through the introduction of Shangguan Wuyong in his speech, Feng Xiaotian met the other 12 contestants: Wuchen and Wuqi from the Western Fanzong; Meng Wuji from the Sun and Moon God Religion. People; Tiantian Tian from the Blood Spirit Religion; two women from Zixiamen, Lian Ruyan and Xin Jiuniang; Meng Yijian and Tang Fei from the Longestal Valley, among which Tang Fei was the lucky person who was empty last time; Su Rulian, from Xianjianmen, is also a woman, with a light veil on her face, can't see clearly, no Looking at the beautiful figure, he was a beautiful woman; Lang Xiaotian, a demon cultivation man from Wangyuemen; Xiao Biechen, a disciple from the main island of Pengzhou; the last person turned out to be the nameless man who made the stick, and he also entered the ranks of the top thirteen.

After Shangguan Wuyong's speech, thirteen people began a new lottery. This time, one person was still empty. The remaining twelve people were divided into six groups to fight on the four platforms: A, B, C, D, E and Ji. The winner entered the top seven, and the one who entered the top seven strong was already the top master of the new generation in the Xiuzhen world, and will also end at the Pengzhou Conference. After that, I got a big reward.

Several people talked about it and wanted to draw the empty sign, so that they could enter the top seven of this Pengzhou Conference without any effort. Feng Xiaotian did not think about drawing the lucky sign, nor did he think much about it, so he pulled out one casually, looked down and wrote the word "E" on the signature, which showed that he would Participate in the competition on Platform No.1.

Feng Xiaotian was about to step down when a familiar burst of laughter came from his ear: "Haha, I'm empty again! Haha, top seven, I'm in the top seven!"

Feng Xiaotian fixed his eyes. This laughing lucky man was Tang Fei, a disciple of the Long Life Valley who got the ticket last time. Feng Xiaotian smiled slightly and congratulated him, "Ha ha, congratulations to Brother Tang, who took the lead in entering the top seven. Brother Tang is really blessed and enviable!"

"Hehe, Brother Feng, this is really unexpected. I thought I was eliminated in this round! Hey hey, which platform is Brother Feng competing on? I have nothing to do. Let's cheer for Brother Feng in a while!" The people around him looked at him coldly. Only Feng Xiaotian congratulated him warmly, so Tang Fei said happily and gratefully.

"This guy stepped on dog shit and was empty twice?"

"Looking at the strength of this, it's really not good. It's really unfair to get into the top seven by luck!"

Several unbalanced participants around them vented their dissatisfaction angrily, but the matter was a fore to be settled, so they had to vent a few words, and then went to draw lots.

"I'm playing on Platform No.1. If Brother Tang is interested in watching the game, it's an honor!" Feng Xiaotian said politely.

"Well, Brother Feng, please come first. I'll be there later!" Tang Fei said happily.

Feng Xiaotian jumped off the rostrum, met a group of people and walked towards platform G.

While walking, Danyu said to Feng Xiaotian with a solemn face, "Brother Xiaotian, today's game, the rest are powerful real masters. You must not underestimate the enemy!"

"Thank you for your concern. Don't worry, I will do my best for every remaining game!" Feng Xiaotian agreed.

A group of people came to the platform E. The audience at the stage had already known the most popular contestant and made way for them one after another. Several bold female practitioners also blatantly sent Qiu Bo to Feng Xiaotian, holding a Yaner nervously and tightly holding Feng Xiaotian's arm for fear that her lover would be hooked. It was introduced, and Danyu, Qian Xiaosheng and Li Haoyu laughed for a while.

At this time, there was already a person standing on the No.4 platform. This person has a fairy style and kind eyes. It is Li Haoyu's master Yishui Zhenren.

"Hey, it turned out to be my master. That's good!" Li Haoyu shouted happily.

"Yes, at least you don't have to worry about being plotted like the last game!" Seeing that Yishui is a real referee, Feng Xiaotian is also very happy.

At this time, a real person on the stage was already shouting, "Please draw the contestants with the No. D sign to the stage for the competition!"

As soon as the voice fell, a Buddha's name sounded from the stage: "Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk is coming!" While talking, a figure rose from the stage. I saw that the man was dressed in a yellow monk's robe, short, barefooted, bald, and two two-inch-long eyebrows hanging on both sides. It was very conspicuous. There was a necklace made of a string of walnuts and big Buddha beads on his neck. Feng Xiaotian's opponent turned out to be Wuchen of the Western Brahma!

"Amitabha, the poor monk Xifanzong Wuchen worshipped a real person!" Wuchen raised his palm and bowed to a real person.

"Ha ha, no dust, no gift!" Yishui Zhenren said kindly.

As soon as Feng Xiaotian saw Wuchen, he suddenly felt something wrong in his heart. Tianling Zhenren once talked to him about the remaining masters. This Wuchen is said to be the leader of the disciples of the generation of the Western Brahman Sect. His magic power is unfathomable, which is the unhungency Feng Xiaotian saw that day. If it hadn't been for the treasure of the town faction of the Western Brahman Sect, Prajna Lotus. Taiwan is not Wuchen's opponent, so as soon as Feng Xiaotian saw that his opponent was Wuchen, he was secretly alert.