Yin Wuwang? Didn't he still have a baby when he was in the Rejuvenation Sect?
Why did you come to participate in Qingyun University?
Yan Qing was frustrated and stood at the side of the glazed bridge in a strange way, taking a look. Yin Wuwang walked out of the crowd with a pale face. The red lotus between his eyebrows was redder than anyone else's, as red as drinking blood. He was wearing a black robe, with prominent cheekbones and nose bridge, cold eyes, and a silent and forbearing temperament. Facing Yin Bo's mocking gaze, he stood straight with his hands clenched tightly.
Yin Bai was Yin Wuwang's half brother. Now that Yin Guan and Yin Xian were dead, there was no one to pressure him anymore. He became more and more annoyed with Yin Wuwang, the so-called "young sect master". The evil in his heart was ready to act, so he said in a loud voice: "Tsk, our young sect master has just conceived a baby, and he has come to participate in the Qingyun University without stopping. What a great ambition! Is the young sect master going to take first place?" He emphasized the three words "young sect master" very carefully.
As soon as Yin Bai finished speaking, he was immediately ridiculed by a group of disciples from the Liuguang Sect.
But by the huge holy lake, they were the only ones smiling.
The other sects either chose to ignore or watch from the sidelines. The disciples of the inner peak of Wangqing Sect were basically all called "geniuses". Compared with Yin Wuwang, who was less talented, Yin Bai was even more disdainful of the snob who made sarcastic remarks.
Yin Wuwang pursed his lips tightly, his fingers clenched until they turned white.
Ignore him and take a step forward.
The woman in the blue dress holding the lottery tube smiled and said, "Please, Immortal."
Yin Wuwang drew a lot from it.
One thousand and five.
"Next." The woman in the blue skirt called softly.
Yin Wuwang held the token, feeling that the edges seemed to cut into his flesh. He didn't even need to look up to know how the people around him looked at him. With a twisted hatred in his heart, he thought: a bunch of hypocritical people.
"Yanqing, what number are you?" Mingze ran back happily to talk to Yanqing.
Yan Qing was too lazy to say an unlucky number and threw the token directly to Mingze.
Mingze saw the extremely ferocious Four Hundred and Forty-Four, fell silent and smiled awkwardly: "Ah, quite, quite good."
Yan Qing?
Yin Wuwang walked back in silence, but was stunned by the name. His back was stiff, as if thunder had passed through his head, and his face was pale. At this moment, he wished that a crack would appear on the ground for him to crawl into. Yan Qing, Yan Qing… He used to be so proud and arrogant in front of Yan Qing, but now he felt so embarrassed when he saw her like this. It was like a slap in the face.
But Qin Xixi's words flashed through his mind again. Yin Wuwang still held the token tightly and looked back at the crowd.
Yan Qing stood by the water, with the glazed bridge, the Jade Lake, the beautiful mountains and water, and the clear sky behind him. He wore the blue robe and white shirt of the Wangqing Sect, his black hair was loose, and he was holding an evil and ferocious bird in his arms. His wrists and neck were as white as jade, with winding red lines, and his lips were bright. He smiled and tilted his head to say something to another disciple next to him. After he finished speaking, he turned his head and his eyes fell on him.
When she looked up, her peach blossom eyes were clear and smiling, without any haze.
Yin Wuwang was stunned. In that instant, all the noise and bustle in his ears seemed to disappear.
All the past events of the Rejuvenation Sect came to mind.
The persistent Yan Qing.
Yan Qing who is infatuated with him.
Yan Qing, who risked her life to steal Luo Linhua for him.
Yan Qing was willing to suffer imprisonment for him.
When the cave collapsed with a loud bang, he saved Yan Qing at all costs.
He knew Yan Qing liked him, loved him wholeheartedly. But at that time, he was too arrogant and looked down on this low-quality idiot from a remote place, and always refused to look him in the eye... Now that he looked at her seriously, he found that Yan Qing was actually quite kind.
Yan Qing is now Xie Ying's fiancée. But Yan Qing had asked him for love but failed, so she took it from Bai Xiaoxiao out of a gamble.
Xie Ying's fiancée...
The inner distortion, jealousy, arrogance, and inferiority seemed to have finally found a breakthrough at this moment. Yin Wuwang gave Yan Qing a somewhat stiff smile. His pale face awkwardly squeezed out a trace of tenderness and flattery.
Yan Qing blinked, a little surprised.
What is Yin Wuwang doing?
In fact, Yan Qing didn’t have much impression of Yin Wuwang. He only remembered the plot about Xie Shiyi in the book “Love Nightmare”.
However, Yin Wuwang was able to meet the protagonist in the Rejuvenation Sect, so it seems that he will have a lot of scenes in the future. In the current situation, it is estimated that he is a very fashionable counterattack Long Aotian character? Tsk.
"Brother Yan is gone. We have taken the lottery tickets. Now we should go to Dingyuan Peak."
Mingze began to pull Yan Qing's sleeves.
"Damn it." Yan Qing ignored Yin Wuwang and turned around to follow Mingze and sit on the crane.
Yin Wuwang's gaze was fixed behind him.
When they got on the flying crane, Mingze couldn't help but asked curiously, "Brother Yan, do you know the young master of the Yin family?"
Yan Qing: "Yes, I know him."
Mingze treated him as a friend, and after holding back for a long time, he whispered, "Brother Yan, the young master has a bad personality, you'd better have less contact with him."
Yan Qing was shocked. She never expected to hear the adjective "bad personality" from Mingze. She immediately smiled and said, "Yin Wuwang has a bad personality? How do you put it?"
Mingze said: "Although Yin Wuwang is the young master of Liuguang Sect, he is dull and slow in cultivation. No matter how many elixirs and herbs he uses, he still cannot form a fetus. There have always been rumors about him in heaven. But he is a person who likes to get stuck in a dead end and only thinks of bad things. He is ambitious and cynical. After I met him for the first time, my master told me to have less contact with him in the future."
Yan Qing said: "Is that so."
Mingze muttered, "To be honest, there are many people in this world who have low talent. If everyone thinks like him, does that mean that ordinary people in this world don't need to live anymore?"
Yan Qing smiled but said nothing, not taking Yin Wuwang to heart.
The peak that Fuhuamen arranged for them to live in was called Dingyuan Peak. Sitting on the spiritual crane, looking from afar, the most eye-catching thing was a waterfall hanging on the cliff, rushing down with great momentum, and the waves were as crystal as pearls in the sun.
The woman in a blue skirt who was leading the way for them smiled and said, "Everyone, take a rest. We'll see you at the Vientiane Tower tomorrow."
Hengbai and Tianshu had something to do, so they just arranged a room for them and left. Mingze also wanted to live with Yanqing, but the rest of them either lived in a room of three or four people, and only Yanqing lived in a room alone.
Mingze was puzzled: "Why? Is this another case of Master Hengbai targeting you?"
Yan Qing lowered his head and glanced at Fuzhi, then laughed quietly and said, "Maybe this bird has a place too."
night.
Although Yan Qing perfunctorily told Xie Shiyi that knowing both oneself and the enemy would ensure victory in a hundred battles, he did not go to fight with anyone to learn about the situation of his opponent until the evening.
A man was lying by the window, playing with the flowers from Dingyuan Peak.
Frustrated, he was irritated by his attitude of either playing with flowers or sleeping, and pulled his hair with his wings. Thinking of his spirit stone, he said angrily, "Damn it, you made such promises to me before, and now you are like this! Aren't you learning swordplay? Go away, go practice swordplay."
Yan Qing suddenly raised his hand, grabbed it, and said lazily: "If you break one of my hairs, I will throw you out."
Bu Dezhi's mind was full of his spiritual stone. He flapped his wings and said, "Aren't you going to participate in some Qingyun event tomorrow? Why aren't you practicing yet?"
Yan Qing crushed the flowers in her hand, smiled at him, and said half jokingly and half seriously: "If you don't have ambition, you can't practice."
Frustrated: "What?"
Yan Qing's expression was unpredictable, and he said slowly: "I can only win the top spot on the Qingyun list with the cultivation base of the early Nascent Soul stage."
Otherwise, the Yaoguangqin would be of no use to him.
"… "
When one is not successful, one dares to be angry but not to speak out.
In the early stage of Yuanying, the top of the Qingyun list? ! It was a bird that knew Yan Qing was dreaming! But the red eyes turned and thought of Yan Qing's previous identity. It looked around and saw no one, so it asked curiously: "What, are you planning to cheat?" As for the sneaky things, Buzhi thought about it for a while and said modestly: "This kind of thing, I can help you secretly - do you want us to tamper with the water they drink."
Yan Qing said: "How can you be so stupid and foolish and have so many evil thoughts?"
Bu Zhi was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit Yan Qing's hand. Yan Qing pressed his teeth against his, blinked at him, and smiled slightly: "Don't move, someone is coming."
Dezhi's eyes widened: "Who?"
Yan Qing stood up and walked out. The sound of the waterfall at Dingyuan Peak was roaring. Under the moonlight, he saw the person coming. It was Yin Wuwang.
Yin Wuwang stood quietly in the corner, like an eternal shadow.
Yan Qing: “?”
This scene is so weird.
Yan Qing had never thought that Yin Wuwang would have the nerve to come to him. Based on his understanding of Yin Wuwang's character, he must have felt extremely humiliated to see him in such a state of disgrace after being ridiculed by Yin Bai during the day.
As a result, he did not feel humiliated but proud, and even came to him to reminisce about the past?
"Yan Qing." Yin Wuwang walked out from the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms and called his name in a dry and hoarse voice.
Yan Qing had a smile on her lips, but she just looked him up and down without saying a word.
"Yan Qing, I know you don't want to see me. I know you hate me." Yin Wuwang laughed at himself, clenched his fingers, eyes full of pain, and said softly: "But I came here this time just to tell you about Yin Bai's situation. He is tomorrow's opponent. It won't hurt for you to know more about him."
"Yin Bo has a vicious temper and is good at using talismans. When you compete with him tomorrow, be careful not to put talismans on him."
"But he is in the late Nascent Soul stage, and you are in the early Nascent Soul stage..."
The gap between the late and early stages of the Nascent Soul can be as huge as heaven and earth.
Yin Wuwang pursed his lips and said, "Since you are destined not to win against him, if you feel something is wrong tomorrow, just admit defeat as soon as possible. Yin Bai loves to humiliate his opponents, and there is no telling how he will humiliate you."
Yan Qing felt frustrated and had no idea what Yin Wuwang was talking about.
Good at using talismans?
Isn't it a coincidence that Huai Mingzi is also the best at using talismans, and the art of controlling nightmares was originally an evolution of a talisman. He really wanted to know how a person in the late Nascent Soul stage could use a talisman on him.
Everyone remained silent.
Yin Wuwang looked at Yan Qing's beautiful face under the moonlight, and asked suddenly, "Yan Qing, did you take the token just to get revenge on me?"
Yan Qing: “?”
Yin Wuwang: "In revenge, I gave Luo Linhua to Bai Xiaoxiao. In revenge, I trampled on your sincerity in the first place." After he said this, his emotions seemed to burst, and he took a step forward. His eyes became more complicated, but his words were bitter.
"Yan Qing, you are not sincere about becoming Xie Ying's fiancée, right?"