Qiu Jingfeng's eyes widened at this moment. He had been in Tiandao Pavilion for a long time, and even to many Tiandao Pavilion disciples, he could be called a senior brother.
However, he had not received much attention in Tiandao Pavilion until some time ago, when Mu Qingfeng suddenly summoned all the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion under the age of 30 in front of him.
At that moment, Qiu Jingfeng knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years had finally arrived.
The carp in the water jumped over the dragon gate.
This is not something you can do if you have the opportunity, but requires accumulation, day after day, year after year. Qiu Jingfeng is the leader in this kind of accumulation.
Although he was unknown, he never gave up on pursuing the path to the Holy Realm. Even in the most desperate times, he never gave up.
And on that day, all his hard work paid off.
Mu Qingfeng picked him.
He was selected among nearly a hundred talented disciples, and he lived up to Mu Qingfeng's expectations, and finally successfully entered the Holy Realm, a threshold that almost no one could cross.
He felt that he had succeeded. At least from the moment he broke through to the Holy Realm, he felt that he finally had the qualifications to stand up.
But now...
Looking at the long sword in front of him, he could no longer hear any sound, neither the wind nor the falling snow, nor Mu Qingfeng's shout.
All he could hear was his own heartbeat.
"Dong, dong..."
A little anxious, a little panicked, but more of it was panic, a kind of helpless and unwilling panic. He was not willing to give in, really not willing to give in.
"Ah!!!" A long hiss came from Qiu Jingfeng's mouth, and at the same time, the dagger that had been tightly held in his left hand stabbed directly at Nangong Mu, who was rushing over.
perish together!
This is not what a calm person should do, but it is indeed the best move for an unwilling person to vent his unwillingness.
"Poof!" The sword penetrated the chest, blood splattered.
Time seems to have stopped.
Qiu Jingfeng's body stood quietly on the spot, with a sword on his chest, and there was a faint snow-white aura on the sword.
A little cold.
It was so cold that his hands were a little stiff.
"Ding dong!" The long sword in his hand fell to the ground, making a slight sound.
As for the short sword that he stabbed out, it stayed quietly in mid-air and did not move any further, because in front of the tip of the sword, there was a flower, as white as snow, crystal clear, with a flower on it. The petals are very beautiful, one by one, so beautiful that people are mesmerized.
"You lose." Nangong Mu's voice sounded faintly, and then Qiu Jingfeng felt the sword that had penetrated his chest be quickly pulled out, with a strong stinging pain.
"Yeah... lost..." Qiu Jingfeng responded softly, and then his body softened and he sat down on the ground.
"My sword stabbed half an inch above your heart, sealing your little world for... seven days!" Nangong Mu spoke again, his voice still calm.
"Half an inch? Seven...seven days..." Qiu Jingfeng's lonely expression was stunned for a moment, then he was surprised, but soon, this surprise turned into disbelief.
Yes, he couldn't believe it.
It wasn't because he didn't believe what Nangong Mu said.
Rather, he did not think that Nangong Mu could control the position of the sword to such a precise level in such a fierce battle.
Unless, Nangong Mu's strength has surpassed him by a lot, enough to defeat him at will, enough to be able to control him freely even when he fights to die together.
"Why?" Qiu Jingfeng didn't understand. He didn't understand why Nangong Mu wanted to keep his hand, because he didn't think he was worthy of letting Nangong Mu keep his hand.
"There is someone you should know." Nangong Mu raised his head slightly.
"Who?" Qiu Jingfeng asked subconsciously.
"Fang Zhengzheng."
"Fang Zhengzheng?! Yes... I do know Fang Zhengzheng, but he has no friendship with me, and I have never had a conversation with him... "
"He is my friend." Nangong Mu did not wait for Qiu Jingfeng to finish.
"friend?!"
"Well, this friend of mine has always claimed that he is not a murderous person, especially when it comes to competitions, because he feels that competitions are competitions, everyone benefits, and there is no hatred at all, so he just needs to defeat his opponent. , isn’t this concept ridiculous?”
"It's ridiculous..." Qiu Jingfeng looked stunned, and then a wry smile appeared on his lips.
If someone had mentioned this idea to him a quarter of an hour ago, he would have laughed. How could there be such naive and ridiculous people in this world
In a world where the strong are respected, everything is centered on the strong.
And the weak…
It's nothing more than a thing to be slaughtered.
But now, such a naive and ridiculous person has changed Nangong Mu in front of him, making him a survivor of this ridiculous concept.
"I owe him a life..." Qiu Jingfeng's fists tightened slightly, and there was something inexplicably more in his eyes. It was very complicated and could not be described in words.
"Well, actually I owe him something, and I think this thing is more precious than life." Nangong Mu nodded, and then slowly stepped back five steps without speaking or speaking again. , just stood quietly, waiting.
The Tiandao Pavilion disciple in charge finally reacted at this moment, quickly came to Qiu Jingfeng, and carefully lifted Qiu Jingfeng up from the ground.
"Senior Brother Jingfeng, he..."
"It's okay, it's just temporary weakness. It will recover in seven days." Qiu Jingfeng shook his head gently.
"Seven days later?" The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were a little confused, but they quickly responded. When they looked at Nangong Mu, their eyes became more complicated. After a while, the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion also moved their lips. At the same time, The body also bowed towards Nangong Mu: "Thank you."
Nangong Mu didn't speak or respond. He was like a tree growing in the wind and snow, very calm, so calm that he couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"The first martial arts competition between Tiandao Pavilion and Nangong Family, Nangong Mu... won!" The result of this martial arts competition did not take too long, because the result was already obvious.
However, the shock caused by it made all the sect disciples become a little silent, because they still haven't seen the last sword clearly.
Why so fast
Nangong Mu, why is this inconspicuous young man so strong
What is his realm and what strength is he
Questions filled the hearts of all the sect disciples. Similarly, among the five sects of the Holy Domain, Mo Shanshi and Mu Qingfeng, as well as the elders behind them, also frowned.
And at this moment, a figure also walked out of the Tiandao Pavilion camp. On the pink skirt, a snow-white velvet belt was gently tied around the waist, showing off the exquisite figure, and a wisp of mountain breeze. Blowing by, the skirt corners of the long skirt fluttered gently.
This is the beauty of overlooking all living beings. With that alluring fragrance, he slowly walked into the field and stood in front of Nangong Mu. He casually tied up the long hair that was scattered on his shoulders.
A very simple action...
But it made the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion tremble violently, because they all knew very well that Chi Guyan would only tie his hair when he was absolutely serious.
"Chi Guyan! It's Chi Guyan!"
"Tiandao Pavilion, have you finally sent Chi Guyan out?"
"It's not that he was sent out... but that he had to let Chi Guyan come out, right? After all, Nangong Mu is too strong. Even Tiandao Pavilion can't find another Saint Realm expert under thirty years old!"
"Yes, but as far as I know, Chi Guyan is only seventeen years old this year, and I heard that she has not yet broken through to the Holy Realm. What will be the outcome of this battle?"
The other sect disciples looked at the figure slowly walking out, and after being stunned for a moment, they finally woke up quickly.
Mu Qingfeng also gritted his teeth at this moment.
As other sect disciples said, he was not willing to send Chi Guyan in the first round, but now he had no second choice.
Chi Guyan walked out.
He was not asked or asked for his opinion.
Because Chi Guyan already knew the answer in his heart, and also knew the dilemma in his heart, so Chi Guyan made his own choice.
"Gu Yan, you must be careful..." Mu Qingfeng's lips moved slightly, and then he slowly sat down and did not speak again.
The air seemed to become a little quiet and a little oppressive.
but…
This kind of pressure did not last too long, because a somewhat untimely and unusually clear voice sounded at this time.
Completely disregarding the atmosphere of the scene.
"Sister Yan, come on, knock this piece of wood down. Nangong Mu, if you dare to fight back, this princess will... just... By the way, Nangong Mu, when will you pay back the money you owe me?"
“…”
“…”
The disciples of the sect who had been waiting quietly suddenly felt as if they were in another world, which was a kind of speechlessness rising from their hearts.
Pay back the money
Now, is it time to discuss this
Of course, this is not the point. The point is that they clearly know that this is an interference tactic, but they can't say anything because the other party is not only the most beloved princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, but also the young building owner of Lingyun Tower. He is a sixteen-year-old strong man in the Holy Realm.
"Nangong Mu, when you were in Yanjing City, the food you ate was my princess's, and the room you lived in was my princess's. Even if you have less, you should still be given one hundred thousand taels of silver, right? Bring it now, otherwise you will be in debt. You villain who refuses to pay back!" Pingyang continued to say as if he had no idea what the disciples around him were thinking.
"..." The surrounding sect disciples were speechless again.
Nangong Mu, on the other hand, stood quietly on the spot, silent and calm, as if he had not heard Pingyang's words at all.
"Nangong Mu, don't pretend to be dumb. If you have the guts to borrow money from my princess, if you have the guts, just pay it back..."
"Pingyang, stop making trouble." Chi Guyan's voice interrupted Pingyang's words to continue. Then, she raised her eyes slightly and looked at the sky, with stars slowly lighting up in her eyes.
"Sister Yan..." Pingyang was obviously aggrieved, but he didn't say anything more. He just looked at Nangong Mu bitterly, obviously feeling a little unhappy.
Although what she said was that Fang Zhengzheng and her took the initiative to invite Nangong Mu to live in Pingyang Mansion, it is an indisputable fact that no money was left after the stay and meals.
Even though they had conspired together to burn down the Prince's Mansion in the East Palace, once Nangong Mu and Chi Guyan stood together, it was not too difficult for Pingyang to make a choice between them.
"Let's begin." Chi Guyan slowly retracted his gaze, and his eyes became extremely bright, as if there were stars twinkling in them.
"Wait, before we start, I have a few questions to ask you first." Nangong Mu shook his head.
"You ask." Chi Guyan nodded gently, but there was a hint of surprise on his face. After all, even she was a little surprised by Nangong Mu's abnormal behavior now.
Because anyone who knows Nangong Mu knows very well that Nangong Mu rarely answers other people's questions, let alone asks questions on his own initiative.
"Why don't you stop Fang Zhengzheng from going to the Yin Yang Palace?" After Nangong Mu finished speaking, he subconsciously tightened the blue swords in his hands.
"If you were by his side at that time, would you have stopped him?" Chi Guyan did not answer Nangong Mu's question directly, but asked after a moment of silence.
"I... won't." Nangong Mu shook his head gently, and then his eyes suddenly became firmer: "But, I will prevent him from being taken away by Jiuding Mountain!"
"Do you think he's dead?" Chi Guyan was silent for a long time this time. He was silent for half a stick of incense before he spoke.
"No one can survive in that situation. Even if he is Fang Zhengzheng, who has created countless impossible things, it is absolutely impossible for him to survive..."
"What if he has destiny?"
"Destiny?"
"Well, destiny!"
"Destiny... Hahaha, destiny... The Shuanglongs are at the top of the list, and they are amazing geniuses. If they get it, will they be able to settle the world? Chi Guyan, do you know that this is actually our Nangong family..." Nangong Mu's expression was stunned for a moment. It suddenly got a little crazy.
"Mu'er!" A voice sounded at this time, directly interrupting Nangong Mu's words. At the same time, a vast and powerful aura also surged up.
It was none other than the current head of the Nangong family, Nangong Tian.
"So strong? This Nangongtian... is actually hiding something secretly?"
"Why do the Nangong family want to hide their strength?"
"Hidden strength... That's in the past. Now, isn't the more important thing why the Nangong family wants to expose their hidden strength?"
After feeling the aura on Nangong Tian's body, the expressions of the surrounding sect disciples also changed slightly, and their expressions were full of shock and confusion.