Not to mention that Jiang Chenbi is more anxious and more stable, he can't hold back his body. Even if Jimo Yao hangs her long sleeves steadily in the air, she can't help but laugh out loud. Chenbi's oval face turned into a monkey's butt in an instant, but she refused to recognize this evil. She jumped up on the spot with one foot, competing to show off the "phoenix light skills" she learned. Unexpectedly, the naked jade shoes just slid out halfway, and the colorful skirt was suddenly pulled. Not only did it not fly up, but it fell a solid butt on the thick ice.

With a "boom", men, women, young and old forgot about their disciples who were in the water who were uncertain about their lives and deaths, and the crowd suddenly became happy.

Wen Li poked his head out of the hole with a turbulent laughter, slowly let go of his hand holding the colorful skirt, bent down, and bowed to Chenbi, left and right. Nan Jiayou sighed and walked to the side alone.

A bright laughter came into Kong Yuechuan's ears, and Yuechuan felt noisy. Standing on the distant shore, he counted silently in his heart: Ten, nine, eight, seven... If he counted for a while, Qingqing had no trace yet, he would have to go down to the pond to find him.

Three, two, one...

The silent thought was about to fall, and suddenly I heard the "dongdong" sound coming again on the water.

The joyful people suddenly remembered the tense atmosphere, and the waves of laughter stopped abruptly, like a group of long-necked geese, with their heads pointed, and they also wanted to see what was going on in the pond.

"Dong, dong"... The sound of knocking on the pond surface seemed very strange. Unlike the force that was rushing to get ashore, there was a bit of calmness in the sound of underwater drums.

Mo Lingfeng stood beside Yue Chuan, listening quietly, but felt that something was wrong. The white jade flute had followed him for a long time, and the hardness of the iron-cut mud was definitely not easily imagined by a few thin pieces of frost. This rhythm went from weak to continuous drum beats and then it was deafening, and several children watching the fun had already covered their ears.

However, the drum beats under the ice surface were still constantly, and with a "bang", it hit the bank of the ice pool. Several elders who were too close to the shore were shaking in a daze. Even Wen Qing cried out "wow" and suddenly crawled into Wen Li's arms.

Only Wen Xian and Ruo Dong and others were still standing on the shore without being moved - "Dong"!

Another violent collision sound, the world was about to be overturned out of chaos, but the ice in the Frost Pond remained unmoved.

Only then did Ling Feng realize that the location where the underwater people hit was already on the bank of the pond, and it was almost about to tear up the junction of the ice and the soil shore. Before going into the water, the heads of each family emphasized that the ice shore of the Frost Pond was thick and weak, not to mention the row of rubies and sapphires decorated with flower tiles near the shore.

In a word, if you want to break the water from the shore, it is better to learn Pangu and make a happy journey to create the world.

After the second loud bang, the water suddenly fell silent and stopped for a while.

"Master!" Hearing a loud roar of the sky and the earth, the heavy ice on the shore suddenly shouted loudly, and a large area exploded with a "bang". A whole ice layer as high as a walnut tree, and the thick ancient banyan hugged it suddenly flew into the sky. Hundreds of pairs of eyes couldn't help but look up: the huge ice flew five or six feet high, and then hit the ice vertically-

Before the spectators could hide, the ice was like a huge jade butterfly, and the shaking sound suddenly penetrated the sky. It suddenly landed, and hundreds of transparent fragments scattered. With the sound of explosion, a burst of smoke instantly wrapped a corner of the frost pond.

Qingqing struggled to stand up among the Qionghua and jade butterfly and murmured: "I'll wait for you to come back."

Qingqing was wearing a blue shirt and had difficulty coming out of the water, ending the first round of the ten-person selection of Bayinhui in the Frost and Snow Cave.

Seeing the other nine people, although they were not all full of energy, they were all full of energy. Only Qingqing was like a walking corpse hanging in a breath, shaking all over, and her pale lips kept fighting on her waxy face.

An Yu on the ice was the first to react. Before his heart was about to jump out of his throat, he rushed towards the shore. Seeing General An's dark face shaking a heavy shadow in front of his eyes, Qingqing finally "wow" to spit out a big mouthful of cold water, and his body fell down depressed.

Halfway through the fall, Yue Chuan happened to be picked up by Yue Chuan. Qingqing squinted his eyes and opened his pale lips. Yue Chuan turned his head, Qing Qing leaned into his ear and said, "General... There is a song at the bottom of the pond."

Since the name of ten people was already on paper, the rest of the sects had no use in chasing each other, one by one, and rushed to catch their unscrupulous descendants. The tossing had already sunset. After the night fell again, the frost pool was dotted, Qingqing coughed violently and turned over and opened his eyes.

Ling Fengyi and Qingqing met each other, and suddenly jumped up with the medicine in his hand: "Good Lin'er, I've saved my life!"

Qingqing stood up and looked around: In the wilderness, the broken pond surface during the day had already been re-emerged. Children from all sects were all heads of each family, and were taken care of by seniors or brothers and sisters, sipping warm soup in small sips; there were also young men and women who came alone, shrank their bodies and nestled in the corner to get warmth. Even Hei Anyu didn't know where to hold the big quilt on the bed, half lying on the ground, "A Qiu" sneezed.

General Kong went to find soup for the two people who were frozen. The bonfire was everywhere, and the snow and blood were vomited.

Another person calmly walked across the corner of the shore of flames, walked straight through the crowd, and walked towards the three of them. Ling Feng turned his head and saw that he was so angry that he was home. So he stood up alone, took out one from Yue Chuan's arrow basket, and poked it directly into the soil with a "clang".

The leader of Nan was very happy: "Zhuangyuan Gong, I have not been accustomed to the arts for many years!"

Ling Feng did not answer him, and looked directly at the old man Nan Xiao's eyes and stepped in front of him. Nan Xiao took a step forward and was immediately followed and blocked in front of him. The leader of Nan took another step, but did not fall to the ground, and directly tripped Ling Feng's calves. Seeing that the lord of the throne fell down, he immediately fell to the ground and ate the mud.

Now, Nan Xiao walked straight around Mo Lingfeng and walked towards Qingqing. An Yu, who was half lying on the ground, took away the quilt and stood up slowly. Qingqing just stood up his upper body, picked up the bowl of medicine just now, and silencedly blew the edge of the bowl.

Behind Nan Xiao, a green-bearded old man with a vegetation and vines wrapped around him. "Li Wu, Nanlin 'returning spring and Xuanhuang', is an unparalleled doctor in the world." Nan Xiao raised his waist, "If Miss Linghu suffered a cold today, please ask Doctor Li to see it, it's definitely right."

Nan Xiao looked kind and smiling. If Qingqing hadn't forgotten the fierce look of his confrontation with Zishu, he would have been moved by this kind-hearted old man.

Qingqing glanced at Li Langzhong who was covered with wild grass and said calmly: "Medical skills are originally used to help the world, so naturally they cannot be compared with the superiority." When Li Wu heard this, he bent down and suddenly raised his eyes from his green beard.

"Medical skills are originally used to save the world, so naturally they cannot be compared with the difference." This was what Qingqing said when he was young. When he arrived in Linrong Mountain, Linghu Qichuan told Qingqing that he had a high fever that did not subside. Qingqing was very confused: "Sister sister, there are quack doctors in this world, and there are good doctors to save people, why is there no difference between the difference?"

Qichuan shook his head. Perhaps Qingqing was too young at that time, and Qichuan couldn't understand it even after he said it. However, Li Langzhong heard it now, and instead stopped the movement in his hand, flashing the small eyes hidden behind the thick green beard, as if he was about to look directly into Qingqing's heart.

Qingqing looked up and smiled at Nan Xiao: "The disciple's health is not in trouble, so the leader of Nan is worried."

"Okay." Nan Xiao nodded and waved his hand to signal Li Wu to retreat. "I have something to do. I must wait until Miss Linghu is awake and I will tell you in person."

Proposal?

After hearing the word "proposal of marriage", Qingqing suddenly opened his eyes wide. Even An Yu, who had quietly held the arrows tightly, couldn't help but let go of his hand slightly.

"I have a eldest son, who is twenty-three years old and named it "Jiayou". Before this child was young, I forced him to learn skills and force him to force him tightly, but at this age, I still haven't married. I have heard of the old story of the heroine Linghu and the top scholar. I have also participated in the grudges between the establishment of Rongshan and the broken Qionglin. It was just that the eight sounds and four instruments were missing, and even if the ancestors asked him to punish him, the head of Linghu and I were afraid that they would be embarrassed and ashamed! If a girl could marry a dog son, it would definitely be the ice and snow that would be relieved and not blame the past..."

"Nonsense!" Qingqing's strong temperament could not stand Nan Xiao's endless talk. Suddenly he stood up, and only then did he find that his voice shocked outsiders. The disciples who were lying all over the floor got up one after another, and looked at them with curious eyes.

Qingqing also realized that he was suddenly reckless. After a moment of quietness, he stood up and bowed to Nan Xiao: "What the leader of Nan said is really hard for disciples to obey. The homeless master allowed it. The disciples would never dare to take action on such a major matter."

Nan Xiao raised his head coldly and said, "Why, the leader Linghu is not here, can't I make the decision on my face?"

After hearing this, Qingqing took a step back and still bowed deeply: "Without the order of a family teacher, the disciples must not respond to the leader without authorization."

When he finished speaking, although his strength was weak, he was still loud. Nan Xiao was silent for a long time without speaking. Qingqing tentatively raised his head, but found that the leader of the Nan was already staring into the distance. Instead, Li Wu and Li were staring at his eyes through the jungle on his face.

I don't know what magic was in the doctor's eyes. Qingqing just touched his eyes and felt as if he was being sucked by some iron stone. He involuntarily led him over. The two stood there, Li Wu blinked, but Qingqing still bent down and raised his eyes, staring blankly at the human-shaped bush, confused and confused.

Several seniors who were close to each other saw the trick and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

Li Wu frowned and moved her gaze to the sky. The powerful attraction was finally released. Qingqing took a deep breath and lowered his head again.

Until Nan Xiao and Li Wu walked past, Qingqing still bowed and did not dare to move. Hearing the footsteps away, Qingqing turned around and saw Nan Xiao calling out the young disciples lying on the ground as the host of the leader of Qionglin. Sometimes, Nan Xiao stroked the young child's hair, and Qingqing couldn't help but wonder whether this was the same person as the enemy who had been hit by the "three points" of the palm.

An Yu came to Qingqing, opened his mouth halfway, and shook his head with his eyes wide open.

Seeing that Nan Xiao was about to sit down on the dry grass, An Yu pointed to an old man beside Nan Xiao and said to Qingqing: "This hero with a short beard and white hair is about the same age as my general. His surname is Chen and his name is Kumai. He is the old leader of the "Qu Snake" Sect in the Broken Qionglin. His disciples are best at the "Three-Ring Snake Gear"."

Qingqing was interested when he heard this: "General An, what is the 'three-sounding snake hook gun'?"

"Simply put," An Yu also sipped a bowl of soup, "and even if the gun sounded three times, no one who had heard the fourth gun gust would survive the gun."

Qingqing couldn't help but chill: "If you want to compete again tomorrow, don't meet this disciple."

After hearing this, An Yu shook his head slightly, and the young man lying bearded with a short beard on his side: "Chen Qiao is only one month older than me. When the leader Chen was fished out of the water today, his stomach was swelling like a flower ball. He vomited for an afternoon, but he was finally exhausted."

When Qingqing heard this, he was not surprised. He was stunned for a moment and sighed silently. Seeing the wrinkled frost texture of the face of the leader Chen Kumai and Chen, his white hair was like a frozen waterfall. No matter how he looked, he didn't feel that he was as old as Kong Yuechuan. Maybe his own son would never return and he turned white all night.

Seeing An Yu looking at Chen Kumai and touching Chen Qiao's wet hair, Qingqing suddenly remembered something: "I wonder how old General An is?"

“Just fifteen last month.”

"Fifteenth!" Qingqing secretly glanced at An Yu's dark and vicissitudes of face, and said that it was twenty-five that anyone believed it. He was quietly surprised and said nothing. Qingqing couldn't help but raise his chin, "You are younger than me, I will be sixteen next month."

At this time, the leader Chen had put his son on his back and walked away step by step. An Yu glanced at Qingqing's little face that was about to be at the sky, and suddenly bounced on her forehead: "Sister Linghu, go to bed quickly."

The fires on the icy grass were extinguished one by one. No matter how much pain and life and death were, they were completely silent after the last flame went dark. Qingqing opened his eyes, and the evening clouds tonight were scattered, revealing large areas of blinking stars. Clusters of glimmers flashed alternately, just like the silent bonfire on the grass that still couldn't forget the excitement of the day, gathering in the dark sky again.

Qingqing quietly folded the quilt and tiptoed to the gray crystal. Crystal gently licked her hand. When its long eyelashes finally formed a fight, Qingqing had no package to clean up and down, so she simply walked straight behind the horse's butt and ran quietly.

The night in Frost Pond is also considered to be of the best quality. Walking through the dense forests of the southern forest, Qingqing couldn't help but remembered the "Eighteen Beats of Hu Zi" that I forgot about half. Standing on Rongshan Mountain, there are bamboo shadows and plum blossoms in summer, but the folded ancient banyan roots have been surrounded for hundreds of thousands of years. Putting down the piano casually makes it feel comfortable and cool.

Unfortunately, Bai Yuxiao is no longer by his side. I don’t know how many disasters he caused to that broken wooden stick.

The dewdrops are tinging ding dong dong, and the sound of horse hooves is also tinging ding dong dong... Hey, where do horse hooves come from?

Qingqing turned around and saw Yue Chuan picking a large wide leaf covering it on his head, which was very interesting. Unexpectedly, riding a horse, he was in the mood for fun, and suddenly had an accidental meeting with Qingqing who suddenly turned around.

Yue Chuan put down the leaves and slapped the crystal's neck with a gentle hand: "I'll tell you to be gentle, I'll hear it." Seeing Qingqing crossing his waist, lowering his head and not answering, a light smile like Qingquan bloomed on Yue Chuan's face: "I'll draw lots early tomorrow morning, so don't hang out too late."

"I'm not hanging out." Qingqing bit her lip, "I won't go back."

When Yue Chuan heard this, he immediately got off his horse and walked over. Qingqing then said, "They were stuck in my neck and wanted to press me to the bottom of the water!" Unexpectedly, when he finished speaking, he had to lose his feelings, but suddenly sobbed and cried constantly, "I have no mu Xiao, how can I compare?"

As soon as General Kong found out about Qing's head, Qingqing told him that he was pulled under the pond and snatched Bai Yuxiao away.

After hearing this, Yue Chuan patted Qingqing's shoulder: "Lin'er saved her life with the tenth place. This is a good luck that Master Chen can't envy. Why can't he withstand the blow of losing the flute? Besides, if you really see clearly that it was the eldest son of the Nan family who took action, you should take it back in the past few days."

"I don't want that broken stick." Qingqing suddenly turned his head, "He is the young master of the Nan family who rewards hard work. No matter how good the savage Linghu came from the mountain, who can be so precious?"

"Okay." Yue Chuan straightened Qingqing's arm and asked her to look at him with both eyes, "You have lost the Mu Xiao and the competition are broken, and you will just go back to Rongshan like this?"

Qingqing slowly shook his head: "I'll go find my master, my master is in Xuantan."

"The last try of the Bayin Society is also in Xuantan."

After Kong Yuechuan finished speaking in just one sentence, he looked down at Qingqing's tearful eyes. He couldn't help it. The tears in Qingqing's eyes broke the line like beads, and they fell onto the collar of the blue shirt. The crystal was carrying the two of them, and it was not difficult at all. But the hooves on the return journey became much lighter, and they kept ringing in the forest.

"In ancient times, the five spirits were matched with the five directions. Dragons were wood; phoenixes were fire; unicorns were earth; white tigers were gold; divine turtles were water." Listen to the examiner's stone to hit wood - his emotions were about to fall, and ten scrolls were distributed to everyone.

Yesterday, except for the six disciples under the water of the dead pool, more than 90 other people were not in a hurry to go back, and stayed together to "watch and improve" and watch the fun. As soon as the scroll was released, Nan Jiayou was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

"It's a turtle!" Someone who was quick-mouthed had already called out.

Qingqing glanced at the inside of the scroll with the back of the paper, looked at the outline, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice. An Yu suddenly came over and said, "Sister Linghu, look at me." On the white and broken gold bottom, an ink pen outlined a white tiger with big mouth and fangs. The tiger's eyes were as big as a copper bell, and its short hairs were standing up. Although the picture had no color, An Yu suddenly unfolded, which still scared Qingqing.

Qingqing took a deep breath and slowly pulled the scroll in his hand. A phoenix spread its wings and a few feathers fell into the blazing flames. Seeing this, An Yu finally let out a loud sigh and felt relieved. Seeing that most of the ten people were not familiar with him, Qingqing quietly walked through the crowd and hid behind Nan Jianing: "Mr. Nan, guess what is mine?"
Chapter completed!