Chapter 53 Melancholy

The two of them exchanged tricks, their bodies appeared and moved in a flash, and their forces entwined, causing the air to rush around. The wind was everywhere. Liu Qingyue was in the wind and could only try to see two figures fighting in an incredible way. The momentum was like a string. A little bit of a mistake was at the cost of life!

Liu Qingyue didn't know what Murong Yuan's attainments were, but he was the son of the Murong family for a long time and obviously served as the leader of the Ming Palace God Sect. For Liu Qingyue, there was only the word "worry" left. Who was the target, and he didn't want to go into it, but the degree gradually deepened as Liu Qingyue could not see it.

All Liu Qingyue could do was to hold the corner of the torn clothes tightly and let herself tremble.

The conclusion of who wins and who loses is revealed. Half a moment later, Murong fell heavily back to the table not far from Liu Qingyue. At the same time, the wind stopped and the fog dissipated, and the scene suddenly became clear; the decorations of the competition venue were still the same, and the strange thing was that people and things were completely different.

Wherever Liu Qingyue saw, all the children of the righteous family who attended the meeting fainted and fell, as if they were drunk after drinking wildly. Only Doulao and a few masked guests in black were left. Qiu Peixin and Pu Wulan stood on the other side, and at the moment Murong Yuan was defeated, he shouted in fear.

If Murong Yuan loses, what about... what about him?

When he looked up, he saw Leng Fuyun capsized in the air, and opened his hand as his claws. The obvious murderous aura spread throughout his body, making the surroundings shudder as ice. Looking at the bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes, he could almost predict the end of Murong Yuan's blood-spreading blood!

Seeing this, Liu Qingyue had only one thought in her mind, and she could not let him kill Murong Yuan!

Without thinking, he flew back to Murong Yuan's body. The rapid palm wind blew, like a rush of wild waves. Liu Qingyue closed her eyes and gritted her teeth to bear it, but the imagined pain did not appear. Liu Qingyue felt the wind that was coming was blocked from Liu Qingyue, blowing and causing Liu Qingyue's hair to fly wildly, and then gradually calmed down.

Liu Qingyue trembled her long eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes, surprised that she was not hurt. In front of her, the cold clouds looked down like a sky, her moving eyes flashed with anger, and the frost was like snow!

Without saying a word, he turned around and left.

The ending of this farce is very turning point and difficult to put into practice. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, it might have been a joke that the storyteller compiled to entertain the listener, but the facts are undeniable. Even when everyone woke up one after another in a quarter of an hour later, only Liu Qingyue and Qiu Peixin were left on the lonely ring.

Qiu Peixin was as fulfilled to a certain extent. He went crazy. At the moment when he had relied on the Ming Palace Divine Sect, which he had relied on, Leng Fuyun defeated him like waves, not to mention that he betrayed the Zhongzhou martial arts world for glory. Fortunately, in his consciousness that only he was left, he would always be above him.

Doupao and Leng Fuyun decided to be safe and then left one after another. Before leaving, Doupao seemed to be sad and misty. Liu Qingyue understood that it was related to Leng Fuyun's anger, but she couldn't do anything.

After condemning Pu Ulan and others, Murong Yuan replied to the identity of Mr. Murong, mixed in the crowd to pretend to wake up, and without much attention, he easily concealed the fact of serious injuries and scrambled over.

As for Liu Qingyue, everyone's care and condolences came. Obviously, no one thought that Liu Qingyue, who was almost humiliated, could witness everything in this chaos. The only thing that is certain is that the fairy Qingyue of the Liu family became famous for this.

The matter quickly subsided, and the martial arts competition was carried out as usual. Shaolin abbot elected everyone to take over the martial arts alliance until the new leader escaped. Liu Guyuan used the excuse that Liu Qingyue and Wan'er were frightened, and ignored the persuasion of others and insisted on returning to the Zhoutian Star Palace. Although it was a pity that the elder brothers could not show their talents, Liu Qingyue was still happy to see it. After all, if Liu Qingyue stayed, it would only attract more speculation about the role played by Liu Qingyue.

Before going back, Mu Rongyuan left the others alone with Liu Qingyue. There were too many questions, and only Liu Qingyue and him could give the answer.

Liu Qingyue smiled at Murong Yuan, which was really serious and unrestrained. When she remembered that he was still hurt: Brother Murong, are you okay?

Of course, with Yue'er's care, the huge injuries heal quickly!Murong Yuan's words were as funny as usual.

The words "Murong" come from Yue'er's mouth, which sounds very nice. Unfortunately, Young Master Liu insists on leaving... His expression is a waste of time and the opportunity to cultivate love between Liu Qingyue.

If it were normal, Liu Qingyue might have been patient with him, but now, Liu Qingyue would like to know: Why did you become the leader of the Ming Palace God Sect? Liu Qingyue may not be familiar with the affairs of the Murong family, but she still understands that under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a son of a righteous family in Zhongzhou to lead the Minggong Shenshen Cult.

That Ah...is actually quite simple!Murong Yuan smiled terrifyingly: Three years ago, I picked up a seriously injured old man in a forest. The guy knew that he had not lived for a long time, so he casually passed the skills of a hundred and sixty-six years and the token of the leader of the Minggong Divine Sect to Liu Qingyue. I didn’t care about it at first, but later, the people from the Minggong Divine Sect came. I felt embarrassed to not do anything after taking other people’s things, so I have been working part-time until now!

Liu Qingyue was a little laughing. It was obviously a secret matter in the martial arts world, and Murong Yuan told the joke to the end.

People from the Minggong Shenshou... know who you are?When they first met Puwulan and Yàn Yan, they did not react to Murong Yuanduoga on the side.

No, only a few elders knew about it. After all, the identity of the eldest son of the Murong Mansion is different. It can save trouble if you can. When I was the leader, I always faced him. Only Yue'er and I were so close to each other can I recognize him.He blinked at Liu Qingyue, smiling ambiguously.

So... you know Qiu Peixin's plan well?

Of course, I still met him when he came to ask for help!But he didn't know how the Murong family members could help him promote Zhongzhou martial arts world from water and fire?Qiu Peixin thought that the pheasant that borrowed the wings became a phoenix, but the pheasant was a pheasant. Even if the Minggong God Sect is doing its best to help him eliminate that person today, the Zhongzhou Wulin will still be his!Speaking of Leng Fuyun, Murong Yuan's tone was a little frustrated: It was indeed a character, no wonder the elders of the Minggong Shensect would rather stay in the west than step into the Zhongzhou martial arts world.

Liu Qingyue was greatly surprised: Does the elders of the Ming Palace Divine Sect know who?

Murong Yuan smiled bitterly: I only realized after becoming the leader of the Minggong Divine Sect that the martial arts leader that everyone was competing to seize was just a puppet that reads people's words. The only ones who truly mastered the martial arts world were those who fought for the world. We used to fight each other, but in their eyes, they were just dogs that were raised to bite each other...

Liu Qingyue was afraid and moved her heart. She seemed to have never known Leng Fuyun. In addition to being the young master of Zhujian Villa, how many forces does he have?

How much do you know about him?

have no idea.Murong Yuan answered simply. The elders guessed that he was related to the Demon Cult that disappeared ten years ago, but he did not give the opportunity to let Liu Qingyue and others sit down and understand each other. The truth was unknown. It just surprised me. I didn't expect you to know him... I paused: Yue'er, do you know that I didn't do my best in that battle... neither did he!

Why?No matter what the reason Murong Yuan was, killing Leng Fuyun was his ultimate goal. It is hard to imagine that under such a slight mistake, the two of them did not fight with all their strength.

Of course, I am because of Yue'er, you are right below. If you kill me, I am not sure that you will not be able to reach you. And he... Yue'er, Qiu Peixin will use you to lead him out. There must be a reason, right?

reason?Of course, there are reasons why Qiu Peixin would use her to lure the Leng Fuyun, but... do you want Liu Qingyue to report it?

She and Leng Fuyun were mortal enemies, but later they forced her body in a secret realm?

In front of Leng Fuyun, was she just a self-deprecating prostitute?

What Qiu Peixin is sure of is witnessing Liu Qingyue delivering her to the door and then leaving with grace?

When every word condenses into thoughts and wraps around the tip of the tongue, it is just a heart-wrenching pain. The gloom that has been pressing on Liu Qingyue’s chest has been repeated over and over again in the past, and Liu Qingyue’s heart is in a terrible mood. As Murong Yuan’s question emerges, waves of waves hit Liu Qingyue unable to breathe.

It seemed that I had tried my best to not let my heart turn into mist so that the sob that had turned into mist burst out.

Murong Yuan couldn't wait for Liu Qingyue's answer, and his expression was much heavier. He stretched out his fingers to brush his forehead. There were many unnamed emotions in his black pupils, which made him look serious different from the past: Yue'er was always frowning and always full of worries, but he didn't know how much pity he felt when others saw him?If you don’t give up, Murong Yuan is a good listener and even a good helper.

Liu Qingyue shook her head, lowered her eyes and refused to look at her. Even if Murong Yuan was closer to the crux of the problem than others, there were some things that could not be explained... no one could help.

Murong Yuan looked at Liu Qingyue's sadness, took a few deep breaths, and asked timidly: Yue'er, that person... he wanted to speak but stopped, looking very embarrassed, as if he was a question that could not be spoken; I just guessed, but he... that... he had... a few times, he finally grabbed his hair in a disgusting way and murmured vaguely: It should... it's impossible... the people in Zhoutian Star Palace would not encounter such a thing...

Liu Qingyue didn't quite understand what Murong Yuan meant. He just shook his head and waved his hand, as if he wanted to deny something. When he looked at Liu Qingyue again, he would return to his usual calmness.

Are you okay?Murong Yuan's abnormal behavior made Liu Qingyue begin to suspect that it was caused by serious injuries.

Murong Yuangan smiled, "It's okay, I'm just thinking too much, but... If I stared at Liu Qingyue with a deep meaning, my eyes were rarely focused: Do Yue'er know?I have always loved you... since the first meeting.

Liu Qingyue was a little surprised by Murong Yuan's sudden show of kindness, not to mention that he was silly and responded politely: Uh... Thank you... Thank you, Liu Qingyue also thinks that Brother Murong is a good person...

The superb eyes were immediately covered with depression, as if the deflated ball was blown away, and he looked very frustrated and sighed: I really don’t understand...

Liu Qingyue began to feel that Murong Yuan's injury was even heavier than Liu Qingyue imagined.

After a while, Murong Yuan calmed down a little and smiled again: In short... Anyway... this matter will be left to worry about the new leader after he was elected. The Minggong Divine Sect will not invade the Zhongzhou martial arts world in the short term, and everything will be the same as before.He brushed Liu Qingyue's hair comfortably, his handsome appearance with a friendly smile.

Um.Liu Qingyue picked up the tragedy and gave Murong Yuan a gratitude chuckling.

Murong Yuan was suffocated and finally sighed: Yue'er... Didn't Brother Liu want you to laugh less if you are fine?

Murong Yuan was right. For the Zhongzhou Wulin, after the successor Tiandao Sect's sect leader defeated the heroes and became the new martial arts leader, the chaos in the martial arts world returned to normal, and the black and white traits were still ashamed of hatred, and martial arts rookies still emerged in generations. Qiu Peixin's story seemed to be the past. Some people talked about it, but the new rumors were covered up, leaving only an inconspicuous stroke in the history of the martial arts world.

But it is completely different for Liu Qingyue and Zhoutian Star Hall!

After the Martial Arts Alliance, it was rumored in the world that the fairy of Qingyue Fairy is even more beautiful than the world's most beautiful woman, and the weak and delicate appearance of Qingyue Fairy is comparable to that of Xizidong. Whether it is a hero of the martial arts or a scoundrel who come to see it, whether it is an open or a secret visit, it is like a crucian carp crossing the river. The unbearable disturbance of Zhoutian Star Palace can be seen from his father's deep eyebrows.

Although Liu Qingyue was poor enough to deal with visiting guests, what really occupied Liu Qingyue's heart was the fact that Leng Fuyun had never happened before.

It turned out that Liu Qingyue was completely passive. If he insisted on avoiding each other, Liu Qingyue would naturally have no way to learn any news.

These days, emotions have always fluctuated. He still hated his crazy robbery and his cowardice and his cowardice are useless. He knew it was not necessary, but once upon a time, the lingering in the deep courtyard and the mist pool that day began to appear in the deep and misty courtyard. The fragility in his heart was the main reason for his complete acceptance, but it is impossible to deny that if he had seemingly tenderness and tolerance, and his inability to speak, he would have received unexpected joy in his body. Whenever he thought about it, the sensational scenes that flashed through his mind inadvertently often made Liu Qingyue unable to control the ground's redness. He had seen others several times, and he could not argue, and he could not wait to find a hole in the ground!

Liu Qingyue admitted that she was worried, not just for the wrong help he helped him in the martial arts league competition, or even the inexplicable rage later. What Liu Qingyue cares about is that the longing that he no longer cares about is because of the usual meeting, or the tenderness that once tangled?

Flirting with the ends of my hair, speechless... no solution.

Finally, my father could no longer bear the troubles of unknown intentions and the rumors spread throughout the world.

During dinner, he pondered in front of everyone: It's time for Yue'er to go outside and walk around more.

Dad, Yue'er's fame has caused those unworthy people to come to the door. Now that I leave Zhoutian Star Palace, isn't it like pushing a sheep into a wolf's den?

Liu Guyuan also objected: What's more, Yue'er is always dangerous to be alone.

My father raised his hand to stop the brothers' counter-disputes. Naturally, he would not let Yue'er walk aimlessly on the risk alone, or he would let you follow him. What about the place... Remember Uncle Xiao, a friend of my father in Yangzhou?

Liu Guyuan asked back: Did your father refer to Xiao Zhanyun and Xiao Shibo, who was appointed as the Minister of State?

His father had a vast relationship, and there were many powerful people in the court, including black and white, and all the three religions and other geniuses. Xiao Zhanyun and his father were friends and sworn brothers. Although the two achieved different achievements, Xiao Zhanyun was also a local dominant at the beginning, but later withdrew from the awesme officialdom of the martial arts world. However, his decades of friendship and correspondence have not stopped. Liu Qingyue had only seen him a few times in childhood, and was not deeply impressed.

Well, that's right.A few days ago, Liu Qingyue mentioned you to them, and he also liked Yue'er very much. His third son is exactly 16 years old this year. I have thought about it. The Xiao family is also a prominent family. The third son of the Xiao family is known as a genius and is very consistent with Yue'er's temperament. I just wanted to take this opportunity to visit you and marry Yue'er together, and win a few goals at one stroke.After saying that, he laughed happily.