#715 - How dare he?

“It’s a nice day today.”

Ying Bing pushed open the door, and the morning light poured in along with the gentle breeze, casting a flowing glow on her exquisite face.

Having just recovered from a serious illness, she felt particularly relaxed. Her quiet eyes showed a rare sense of leisure. She looked like a fairy descending to earth to inspect the human world. It was hard to associate her with the sickly and weak ice-cold girl before.

"Sister Bing, are you almost recovered?"

Tianxun is nineteen this year, actually older than Ying Bing.

But Ying Bing's tall stature, the coldness in her eyes, and the damn oppressive feeling brought by her appearance and talent made her not think about age at all.

And he also wrote in the interview notebook: "I suggest that the Hundred Flowers List be ranked from the second place in the future."

"Um."

Ying Bing nodded slightly.

"It must be because of Young Master Li's personal care over the past two days. I saw that he stayed at your place, Sister Bing, without taking off his clothes these two days."

"......Um."

Ying Bing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the "personal care" of a certain Xiao Li and the system's punishment flashed through her mind. She couldn't help but rubbed the big-headed doll's forehead hard, and her expression quickly returned to normal.

“It’s really personal care.”

As she spoke, she glanced at Li Mo who had just come out of the kitchen.

“.....”

Li Mo's steps froze slightly and he coughed lightly.

Xiao Li felt a bit complicated. Bingtuozi's illness (food poisoning to be exact) was cured, and he breathed a sigh of relief. But when he thought about it carefully...

I don't know when I can see Bingtuozi again, so delicate and weak that he can be easily pushed down...

"Luckily she recovered quickly, otherwise I would have been overwhelmed by my full blood."

Li Mo nodded and said so to Tianxun.

"I finally understand Sister Shang and Sister Qin."

Tianxun showed an expression of longing and excitement, and lowered his head to start writing in the small notebook again.

You can see words like "love" and "respect each other" written by her.....

The daily life of the lucky wife little overlord and the cold fairy√.

The reason for her yearning is that she is also a little girl, who is ignorant but also moved by love, and she happens to see the beauty that can only be found in storybooks.

"Let's have breakfast first."

Li Mo caught a glimpse of the small notebook out of the corner of his eye, and got goose bumps on the back of his neck. He quickly handed a bun to Tianxun.

Girl, things may be different from what you think.

Of course, there was no need to tell Tianxun about this. Even if she told him, she couldn't write it in the interview, and even if she wrote it, she couldn't send it out. The good things in Ouyang's last album were too good, and he almost got caught by the government.

Well, this is for Tianxun's bright future.

In fact, Li Mo didn't have much time to deal with Tianxun's interview, so he could only let her write whatever she saw.

Now, in addition to the promotion ceremony, there are also the Demon Summoning Sect and the Lingxi Sect eyeing covetously, and the most important engagement banquet.

The next day.

As the autumn breeze brought coolness, more and more people from all walks of life came to Qingyuan Sect. The emergence of a Zhenzhou sect brought about significant changes to the structure of the nine heavens and ten earths, and people came from all directions.

Even the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions, the overseas Penglai, and the Beifeng Tiandao sent representatives.

One is to show open respect to the Zhenzhou clan, and the other is to test how much foundation this clan, which is based on the imperial tomb of the Shang Dynasty, has besides the younger generation.

Many people came openly, and quite a few came privately.

Of course, it is the younger generation of disciples. Now is not the time for the elders to exchange martial arts.

"Brother, take my move."

Ouyang Mo's brush swung, leaving a mark of ink in the void.

The ink turned into tigers and birds, each of which was a lifelike beast with a powerful aura.

However, the swordsman on the opposite side with a sad face just said lightly "not bad", and then the sword flashed and disappeared.

The strange beasts in ink and wash all fell apart.

Ouyang had no choice but to admit defeat.

To be honest, the Qingyuan Sect does not have an advantage in competition with the younger generation.

The main reason is that Li Mo and Ying Bing did not come. Without them, there is still a big gap between the new generation of Qingyuan Sect and the real disciples of the big sects.

The feeling given to people is that Qingyuan Sect does not seem to have the aura of Zhenzhou Sect...

Ouyang, a senior disciple of a peak, couldn't even last three moves in front of the heir of the Tiandao Tang family.

"I'll do it!"

Xiao Qin stepped onto the stage at this moment, slashed out with his sword, and a strong wind passed through. If it weren't for the special formation restrictions on the arena, I'm afraid that there would be no grass growing within a few miles.

Opposite him was a swordsman with a sad face, and his eyes lit up when he saw this.

"I didn't expect that in addition to Li Mo and Ying Bing, Qingyuan Sect also has a character like you. Let's fight for three hundred rounds!"

The two of them fought back and forth on the ring, drawing cheers from the audience.

Ouyang was amazed: "I have never heard of Tang Liu before, but he is obviously very powerful. Junior Brother Xiao actually fought him to a draw."

"Lao Xiao has made great progress recently."

Li Mo nodded, holding a popsicle in his mouth.

"There are so many heroes in this world."

Ouyang's tone was somewhat bleak.

Well, this way he felt that he was not that embarrassed. It was definitely not because he was too bad, but because his opponent was too strong.

After expressing his feelings, he said earnestly:

"Junior Brother Li, although you have achieved success and fame now, you must also know that there are always people better than you."

"No matter how you break through, one day you might encounter a new peer who is strong enough to be your opponent. You might even encounter someone who is at a higher level than you. At that time, you will need to fight against someone of a higher level."

Ouyang had read many vernacular novels, and they were all written like this.

No matter how strong the protagonist becomes, there will always be new peers who will emerge, and then the protagonist will break through and fight back against adversity...

Defeating the strong with the weak and going against the trend seem to be the eternal themes in the storybooks.

"Senior Brother Ouyang is right about this."

Li Mo is not a proud and conceited person, and he was eager to try after hearing what Ouyang said.

At this moment.

After all, Old Xiao on the stage fell short and was defeated by the young swordsman.

"Thank you."

The worried swordsman gave a tearful smile. The Tang family had been in Beifeng for generations, and he had never even been to the Qianlong Conference.

Now it seems that he is still the best among his peers.

The compliments from the crowd and the approving looks from his elders made him feel proud.

So he sank into his dantian:

"Who else!"

"Brother, how dare he do that?" Over at Penglai Sect, Ning Jue looked reluctant.

"When people are pretending to be cool, they have no brains. They just eat and eat..."

Ning Que waved his hands, showing no interest in participating in the so-called competition or showing his face.

Because he just saw...

"And me!"

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