Chapter 80 Return to the original owner

In the expectation of everyone, time passed minute by minute. He looked around and wiped the sweat on his forehead from time to time. The disciples of the Cangyu Hall behind him also seemed to have lost confidence and began to talk in a low voice.

The dark clouds weighed down, and the rumble thunder rolled in the air. The sky was dark, indicating that a heavy rain was coming. The air was filled with anxiety. After a long wait, people's hope for Die Shumeng gradually lowered, the whispers in the crowd also decreased, and the scene was silent.

In this unbearable waiting, He Fan's face showed a green color, which was an extreme sign of anger. The time of Yixiang has long passed. Although the master of ceremonies of the Lin family deliberately did not mention it, the people present did not urge him, and there was no impatient expression of Yu Hanyan on the stage. However, why didn't Fan understood that she would not come, and the Cangliu Hall lost...

After this awareness, his face eased slightly. He slowly raised his hand and said in a low voice, "Lord Lin, don't wait any longer. Please announce the result."

"Oh, okay." Seeing that he took the initiative, the master of ceremonies of the Lin family also breathed a sigh of relief, cleared her throat, and wanted to declare the victory of Yu Hanyan. But when he heard the cold smoke, he shouted, "Please wait a moment."

Why didn't you look at her in surprise? She has won. Isn't that good? What else does she want to say?

In people's doubtful eyes, Yu Hanyan's toes were soft, and his body jumped to the stage in a flash. Then, she turned around and smiled gently and said, "My family has been fascinated by the butterfly fairy for a long time. If she can't come because of something, my family doesn't want to win in this way. Lord Lin, please postpone our schedule. If it doesn't work, let's judge us in a draw."

The master of ceremonies was stunned, and then nodded repeatedly. The onlookers also praised the jade fairy's move, especially those young men, who said that the fairy was really angry and elegant, and they firmly supported the fairy's decision.

At this moment, a breeze blew and the fragrance brushed my face. There were many top masters present with keen perception. Suddenly, they looked up and saw a white shadow suddenly appear in the distant vision, and the next moment they flashed beside him. The faint milky white halo slowly dissipated, revealing a beautiful woman's body.

"It's so fast!" Qin Yan witnessed Die Shumeng's body for the first time and was shocked. With his eyesight, he only barely saw a string of white shadows flying, and he couldn't see her movements at all. The body of the teenager who assassinated Lin Muyao yesterday is already wonderful, but it is also dwarfed by Die Shumeng.

He began to worry about Yu Hanyan. Although her imperial sword is unparalleled, it may break through the thousands of butterfly arrays of butterfly dreams. However, Die Shumeng is not a standing scarecrow. If she shows such a strange body, can Yu Hanyan's attack really work?

Qin Yan found that he still underestimated Die Shumeng after all. Just by looking at her wonderful body skills, it is difficult for her to win. If she continues to fight hard, it will probably only be the end of both defeats. Unless you use the formula for giving your own life...

Die Shumeng first saluted He Bofan, turned around, and his eyes swam back and forth in front of Yu Hanyan and Qin Yan.

"You finally came." Yu Hanyan smiled and went to the ring again. Unlike Qin Yan's expectation, there was no worry in her eyes. Her burning eyes were concentrated on Die Shumeng's face, and her eyes seemed to penetrate the thin veil and look directly at her true face.

Seeing that Die Shumeng was not moving for a long time, He urged, "Xiao Meng, go up. Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."

Die Shumeng smiled and took a step forward to meet Yu Hanyan's eyes and said, "The jade fairy's imperial sword and dream art are first-class unique skills, and I am not sure of winning. I admit defeat in this test.

The words drifted away with the wind, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment, followed by an uproar and the discussion buzzed.

"What do you mean?" The extraordinary voice is like rising from the nine ghosts. Qin Yan looked across the ring and only felt that his face was even worse than after he stiffly took back the 'Burning Eight Wastes' that day. But he has no intention of gloating. Die Shumeng's move also broke his plan with Yu Hanyan. This guy... Have you guessed the intention of Yu Hanyan?

die shu meng did not look back and said, "The power of the jade fairy is indeed above me. If I fight to the death, I will definitely hurt my harmony. The disciple still has something important to do, so he can't do this unwise move. Please forgive me."

"Good! OK!" He Fan said in a voice, "Since you have made a decision, I can't force you. When you go back, go and explain it to the teacher brother by yourself!"

When the master of ceremonies of the Lin family heard his answer in the ring, he announced the result of Yu Hanyan's victory. The heroes present were not satisfied with such a result at all. Although they did not boo clearly, they all responded with silence. Except for the cheering of several young princes who admired the jade fairy, the scene was cold.

He Bufan snorted heavily, shook his sleeves, turned around and took two steps, but stopped: "You haven't been seen all day. What on earth are you doing?" I was dizzy just now, and now I must ask.

Die Shumeng replied, "This matter... allow me to report it to my uncle later."

Hebufan snorted again and planned to say a few more words, but he saw Lin Muyao trotting all the way to Die Shumeng, grabbed her sleeve and shouted excitedly: "Sister Die! Let's see where you are going this time!"

Die Shumeng's eyes revealed helplessness and said, "Don't worry. When I come back this time, I will definitely teach you the 'withered butterfly swordsmanship' and the 'Eight Purple Clouds'. Seeing that Mu Chengxue also came over, she raised her sleeves, took out a bamboo slip and handed it over, "Xueer, this is the 'Zihui' piano score you want. I brought it to you."

Mu Chengxue took it happily: "Thank you, Sister Butterfly!"

He had no interest in these daughter's things and was about to walk away. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, but he saw Qin Yan coming this way.

"Butterfly Fairy!" Qin Yan had a hypocritical smile on his face and arched his hand to Die Shumeng. He didn't look at He Bofan. "I haven't seen you for a few days. The fairy's demeanor is even more in the past. Congratulations..." After saying a lot of fleshy flattery, he finally explained his intention: "I don't know if the fairy can still remember. Many days ago, the little brother and the fairy once had a A small agreement..."

He has made up his mind that if Die Shumeng finds another reason to shirk, he will tear his face and beat her severely with the formula of giving his life to vent his hatred. As for advanced tasks, if there is really nothing we can do, we have to wait until next year...

Surprisingly, Die Shumeng answered very simply this time: "I have brought something."

She raised her hand, and a gorgeous color appeared on her palm, which was a cloud made of countless butterflies. Then the gorgeous glow came back and converging, revealing that the things in her palm were a square red lacquer wooden box.

Seeing that what he had dreamed of was right in front of him, Qin Yan was excited and reached out to pick it up, but he did not forget to be alert, and his body was as tight as a bowstring. For this tricky butterfly fairy, he dared not relax at all.

But this time Die Shumeng did not embarrass him and handed the wooden box to him. He slapped off the copper lock, opened a gap in the lid, took a quick look, and exhaled with relief.

Well, for the sake of your being so honest this time, I don't blame you for your past.

But at this time, a cold voice sounded: "What's in there? How can you give it to him easily!" With his voice, there was also the sound of wind and thunder roaring.

The scorching waves rushed to the door, and Qin Yan could not tolerate any careless. His body reacted instinctively and raised his palms to meet each other at the first time.