But everyone knows that no matter how dizzy you Ning Qingqing is, the gambling contract made in front of so many people can't be escaped at all. This is the most fatal, no matter how you escape, you can't run away from kneeling in Qingyun Square for three days.

Liang Yali also seemed to know about Ning Qingqing's bet, and she turned her eyes. The corners of his mouth hooked lightly and said: "Considering that there are some injuries in this competition, I will postpone the third battle competition and give everyone three days of rest." ”

As soon as the words fell, the audience cheered. Everyone's faces showed expressions of great joy.

Murong Feixue originally wanted to go back to Baihualou with Yan Niang and Xin Yue. It's just that Mo Ziyan came over halfway. His eyes were full of appreciation.

"Senior Sister Feixue, the hall master invites you to go to the Purple Spirit Garden."

"Purple Spirit Garden?" Murong Feixue tilted her head, her face full of puzzlement.

The people around who heard Purple Spirit Garden were shocked!

"Purple Spirit Garden, that's a very high-level place in the academy!"

"Yes, it is said that there are thousands of high-spirit elixir immortal fruits planted in it, and those elixir immortal fruits are generally rewarded to those who have contributed to the academy."

"It must be Murong Feixue who has won two consecutive championships, and all of them have the opportunity to enter the Purple Spirit Garden! It's enviable......"

"I envy her even more that she can go with Mo Ziyan...... Hey, if I go, it's worth dying! ”

Those female disciples who admired Mo Ziyan were all crazy with jealousy, and they all had the urge to bite her to death when they looked at Murong Feixue. The female disciples wanted to bite Murong Feixue, and Murong Feixue's supporters naturally wanted to bite Mozi.

In their minds, they had been to the Purple Spirit Garden for more than ninety miles, and Murong Feixue had not reached the level of the flying sword of the imperial sword, so he could definitely only go with Mo Ziyan's flying sword. Everyone thought about it for a while, when the two of them kissed me on the flying sword, they suddenly became indignant.

Especially in a corner, when Long Ming heard that Murong Feixue was going to go to the Purple Spirit Garden with Mo Ziyan, his face was even more gloomy and terrifying, as if there was a rainy rain about to fall on his head.

With a glance, he seemed to have an idea. The slender figure suddenly disappeared in place......

Xin Yue smiled and pushed Murong Feixue in front of Mo Ziyan, and then said ambiguous words: "Senior Brother Mo, our sister Feixue will be handed over to you." ”

"Senior Brother Mo, you can't bully our Sister Feixue, hehe." The bad lady also helped out on the side.

Only Huahua pouted at Mo Ziyan with a little dissatisfaction, and snorted: "Hey, Mo Ziyan, if I knew that you were bullying my young lady, see if I didn't tear down your house, do you hear?" ”

Murong Feixue hit the heads of the three girls mercilessly, and said angrily: "None of them are serious." ”

After instructing the three of them, Murong Feixue followed Mo Ziyan down the mountain.

However, she didn't notice that a figure followed the two of them from a distance.

It wasn't until the two of them went down halfway up the mountain together that Murong Feixue asked in surprise, "Let's walk?" Don't you sit on your flying sword? ”

Mo Ziyan had an indescribable lightness, and said with a light smile: "Senior Sister Feixue, don't you think this weather is more suitable for slow walking?" ”

Looking at Mo Ziyan's sunny expression and obsidian-bright pupils, Murong Feixue suddenly felt as if there was something strange about the electricity hitting his body. It's just that when I'm with Long Ming, this feeling is even stronger. And the feeling that Mo Ziyan gave himself was somewhat cramped.

As a result, Murong Feixue naturally staggered his gaze from Mo Ziyan. Absentmindedly nodded in agreement.