Ming Jinghuan returned to Qingyun Mountain, and the warmth there slightly dissipated the coldness in his body. Even so, he still felt bone-chilling cold.

The spiritual fire and spiritual roots in the body seemed to have been frozen, and every time they moved around, they felt severe pain.

Only now did Ming Jinghuan know how much pain Yu Zhao felt at that time.

He walked forward with his head down, but he bumped into a figure head-on. The figure saw him and raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is the last day of the mountain worship meeting, what are you still doing here?"

Ming Jinghuan raised his head and saw the leader at a glance, and immediately felt extremely uncomfortable.

When the leader saw that he was silent, he approached with some doubts. Then he smelled his breath, and immediately frowned slightly: "You went to Hanchi?"

Ming Jinghuan hummed. The leader didn't know what happened to him, but he could clearly feel that something was wrong with his disciple: "What happened?"

Ming Jinghuan paused and opened his mouth. He seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He only said in a hoarse voice: "It's really cold in the cold pool."

The leader looked at Ming Jinghuan in surprise, not knowing why he said that, but he knew his apprentice, Ming Jinghuan was a very stubborn person, and if he didn't want to say it, he would not say it anyway.

So he didn't ask again, but changed the subject: "Today is the last day of the Mountain Worship Conference, and the competition for the leader is about to take place. Don't you want to go and see it?"

Ming Jinghuan was stunned for a long time before he asked softly: "How is Yu Zhao...?"

As soon as these words came out, the leader immediately understood why Ming Jinghuan became like this. It must be related to Yu Zhao. Immediately, he sighed helplessly: "Yu Zhao has entered the eighth seat."

Ming Jinghuan's eyes lit up when he heard this. In a flash, the leader continued: "Don't you want to go and have a look?"

Ming Jinghuan was silent for a moment, feeling a little complicated.

Naturally, he wanted to see Yu Zhao win the championship and see that little girl as dazzling as before, but he was also afraid of seeing the alienation in Yu Zhao's eyes that made his whole body sour.

That was Zhaozhao, the best Zhaozhao to him in this world.

The leader looked at Ming Jinghuan and felt a little helpless, but he knew that whatever he said was useless and he could only let Ming Jinghuan think clearly.

Ming Jinghuan couldn't stand Yu Zhao's indifference to him, nor could he listen to the thorny words from that man's mouth, but he inadvertently remembered the past.

When he and Zhao Zhao met for the first time, he treated the little girl without any pretense and said all the unpleasant things in his mouth.

How did Ke Zhaozhao do it?

Zhaozhao came to see him as always, ignoring his cold eyes and not listening to his bad words, and just treated him well.

In fact, Ming Jinghuan also knew that Zhao Zhao didn't care. He saw Zhao Zhao hiding and crying several times.

But why could Zhao Zhao spend such a long time to warm up his stone heart, but he was afraid just because of Zhao Zhao's words?

Thinking of this, Ming Jinghuan felt instantly relieved.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if Zhaozhao doesn't like him now, as long as he always treats Zhaozhao well, Zhaozhao will be able to see his sincerity one day.

Zhaozhao had used it for a year to keep him warm, so he asked Zhaozhao to forgive him for using it for another year. If one year didn't work, he would use it for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, until it returned to dust and became silent again.

Thinking of this, the pain all over his body seemed to subside. Ming Jinghuan raised his head and said to the leader: "Master, I will go with you."

The leader smiled happily, and then took Ming Jinghuan with him.

When Ming Jinghuan first arrived at the mountain worship meeting, he saw Yu Zhao at a glance. She was usually accompanied by Yu Qingbai and Yue Ruxi.

He couldn't help but stare at Yu Zhao fiercely, but he didn't dare to go forward rashly for fear of making Yu Zhao unhappy.

As if aware of his gaze, Yu Zhao raised his head, his eyes filled with coldness. His gaze fell on him gently for a moment, and then moved away as if nothing had happened.

Ming Jinghuan's heart suddenly hurt terribly, but he was not discouraged. Instead, he stood beside the leader and looked at Yu Zhao quietly.

Yue Ruxi's eyes followed Yu Zhao. When she saw Ming Jinghuan, she pursed her lips slightly and then nodded to him.

Ming Jinghuan had never been so envious of Yue Ruxi, envied that this person could see Zhao Zhao's identity immediately, and envied that this person could stand by Yu Zhao's side openly and honestly at this time.

But he knew that all this was his own fault, and it was useless even if he was envious of others.

Thinking of this, Ming Jinghuan felt even more uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but want to look at Yu Zhao, but he was afraid that Yu Zhao would be bored, so he didn't dare to fully focus on Yu Zhao. He could only take advantage of the man's carelessness to glance at him lightly. Even so, Ming Jinghuan

I also feel very satisfied.

Yu Zhao didn't take Ming Jinghuan to heart at all and focused his attention on the ring. Today's battle was not that simple.

Yan Xunyi reached the eight seats as expected. This time the eight people participated in an equal number of games. Yu Zhao had no way to win like last time.

In the same situation, Yu Zhao didn't think she could win, even though it took her two days to open up a meridian, allowing her to use the trump card she obtained before she died.

But it's all still a bit uncertain.

Yu Zhao carefully observed Yan Xunyi's attack methods, wishing he could understand this person thoroughly.

Yue Ruxi whispered to Yu Zhao: "The last time he competed with you, he actually didn't use all his strength."

Hearing this, Yu Zhao nodded slightly.

After all, this person is as famous as Ming Jing Huanyue, so naturally he cannot be easily dealt with.

"He should have some scruples and still want to retain his strength in the Mountain Worship Conference." Yue Ruxi said: "For him, the most important thing is the sect competition, so this is good for you.

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Yu Zhao listened quietly, and Yue Ruxi continued to analyze: "So as long as you show stronger strength than what he can show, you can defeat him and win."

Yu Zhao snorted, but this matter is simple. After all, Yan Xunyi is a level higher than Yu Zhao. If Yu Zhao wants to defeat him, he must try his best.

Even so, Yu Zhao was not sure.

She sighed and gently touched the Zhulu calf in her arms. For a moment, her heart felt a little heavy.

Seeing this, Yu Qingbai smiled weakly, raised her head and said to Yu Zhao: "Senior sister, you can definitely do it!"

Yu Zhao smiled and stuffed a blood-nourishing pill into Yu Qingbai's mouth. Yu Qingbai groaned and said vaguely: "My senior sister is the most powerful!"
Chapter completed!