Crystal dewdrops fluttered in front of his eyes, like wisps of silver, piercing Wu Hao's heart fiercely, and the pain that pierced his heart made his face a little distorted.

recalled that when Qing'er left last night, there was a faint loss of Xiao Suo's back, a touch of sadness on the originally sunny and beautiful face, and the gloom in the clear eyes.

Why is that? Am I saying the wrong thing? With that in mind, he tried to remember every word he had said to her last night, but he was disappointed, he still didn't realize anything was wrong after all!!

Since Xiao Qing'er left last night, he has been lying in this fragrant grass, looking at the starry sky in the sky, shining, and not sleepy at all.

Until this morning, the bright sun shone on his face, but there was no light in his eyes, and he was still silent in the darkness of last night.

The surrounding flowers are singing, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, in the early morning of summer, the green bamboo forest is particularly lively, there are birds and insects from time to time, but Wu Hao's mood is not as brilliant as today's weather, cheerful and bright.

Lying in the grass, with his hands under his head, his eyes staring straight at the sky, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he finally sighed secretly, no longer pondering, got up and walked with heavy steps, leaving the green bamboo forest, leaving only a lonely back.

The wind is cold in the night, and I drink on the lonely pillow.

At that time, the red face was smiling, Nai Chengyi quietly kissed tears, half a lifetime of thoughts, so far it is difficult to continue, looking back, the heart is closed, the tears do not appear, don't fall in love.

Love is secluded, hate is also difficult to stop, only regret and sorrow, don't say love and hate, no trace of people, can't say how lonely you are.

There are only three days left for the Five Halls to meet the martial arts, and at that time, among the thousands of disciples of the entire Yuan Qi Sect, only one hundred people are qualified to participate in the five-year prosperity of the Yuan Qi Sect, and the others can only sigh secretly as bystanders.

On average, there are only twenty rare places in each hall, and the method of selecting these twenty places is the top twenty disciples in each hall.

Those disciples who have been quietly focusing on cultivation will not continue to hold back, they will go all out and challenge the disciples who were originally ranked in the top twenty, and those who are ranked after the twenty will also challenge forward.

The top 20 disciples have to constantly resist in order to maintain their position.

Therefore, while this crazy challenge and resistance are constantly staged, even if some people can get away with defeating those top twenty disciples, the next moment, they will be hit again.

These three days can be regarded as the most tense and lively three days of the Yuanqi Sect in several years, and it can be seen that the entire Yuanqi Sect is staging a crazy and fierce battle everywhere.

And Wu Hao didn't feel the tension of the atmosphere at all, he lived a very leisurely life.

Just because, the so-called disciple who ranked twentieth on the Changchun List had automatically given up his place to him.

And since Wu Hao occupied this position, although the battle still continued, no one came to challenge Wu Hao without long eyes.

Kang Quan, who was at the peak of the Spiritual Consciousness Realm, was the second-ranked figure on the Flood Desolation List, second only to Ling Yun, but he couldn't even take a punch in Wu Hao's hands.

Let's ask, in the Changchun Palace, he occupies the twentieth position, who dares to hold an attitude of disbelief and suspicion?

The five halls will be martial arts, and they will lead out all the dark horses who are confused, who used to endure and practice silently.

In the five halls, no one will be able to hide, and it will inevitably be "exposed".

The moonlight was like water, shining on Wu Hao's face, clearly reflecting his somewhat depressed and depressed face.

The breeze is light, the leaves are swaying and flying, the reflection is swaying, this night is surprisingly quiet, Wu Hao is dull and difficult to sleep, sitting in the room and not knowing what to think, looking at the faint moonlight as if intoxicated.

This night, there are two people who have difficulty falling asleep like him, no, it should be that many people have difficulty sleeping, some are nervous, some are excited, some are worried, some are looking forward to it, and some are depressed.

They are all thinking about who the Five Palaces will fight with tomorrow, and whether they can triumph all the way to the end?

But there are two people who don't think about this, these are two women, one is delicate and well-behaved, shy and cute, and the other is fresh and refined, elegant and compelling.

They all looked sad, their jade hands supported their cheeks, and the clear autumn waves looked out of the window in a daze, looking at the bright moon, as if they vaguely saw the shadow of a man.

A young man with a strong body and long flowing hair dancing lightly.

Idiot, determined, look...... Until dawn......

Today, the sun is still shining, the blue sky and white clouds, clear as water, the sun has risen early, exuding blazing heat, as if showing off its majestic majesty.

For the Yuan Qi Sect, today is an extraordinary day, and he will reverse the fate of many people's lives.

But... Is it possible to reverse a man's fate? The fate of a man surnamed Wu?

Huiwuchang, behind Yuanqi Mountain, there is an endless mountain range, among the mountains, the giant peaks rise in the sky, and the clouds and mist are shrouded, like a fairyland.

At this time, on top of these usually quiet giant peaks, there was an amazing noise coming out, these sounds gathered together, spread far away, even if they were hundreds of miles away, they could be heard clearly.

Just because, this is the martial arts field, and it is also the place where the martial arts of the five halls have been held.

This kind of event is a huge event for the Yuan Qi Sect, and those large and small strengths that are thousands of miles away will also come to hear the wind.

Any of these forces, any of which exceeds the overall strength of the ring city, are all strong people with the three realms of transformation.

Younger disciples, fresh blood, for any sect, is absolutely important, that is the foundation of the sect's strong reproduction and rise and fall.

Therefore, these forces naturally will not let go of this opportunity to get a glimpse of the strength of the younger disciples of the Yuanqi Sect. And the Yuanqi Sect undoubtedly smiled and acquiesced to such actions of many forces.

They also wanted these forces to come and see the excellent talents of their own sect disciples, so that they could think about it in their hearts and think clearly about anything that was unfavorable to the Yuan Qi Sect.

And for the wishful thinking of all parties, everyone is happy to pretend to be deaf and dumb, pretending not to know.

As far as the eye can see, the entire martial arts field occupies tens of thousands of square meters, and the huge area is smacking, but what is even more shocking is the dense figure like ants.

Wu Hao was also slightly distracted by this huge scene when he first came, and then he came back to his senses and looked into the distance, and found that the area of the disciples of the Changchun Hall was located, so he walked over there.

"Senior Brother Wu Hao is here!"

As soon as Wu Hao appeared, this small place has erupted with bursts of surprise, and now Wu Hao has made contributions to the Changchun Palace, which can be said to be a well-deserved first person, and the Changchun Palace can have today's achievements and prestige, almost thanks to Wu Hao's strength.

After the battle of the Yuanqi Tower, his reputation in the Changchun Hall now far surpassed that of anyone except Long Mo.

It's just because Long Mo has also put a lot of effort into the Yuan Qi Sect, although this kind of effort can't bring the Changchun Hall to such a peak today, but he really paid a painful and sad price.

"You guy, you always like to be the last to ......" Ji Yan's gaze fell on Wu Hao and smiled.

"Sorry, I'm a little late." Wu Hao smiled apologetically at Ji Yan and the others, and said.

His eyes paused slightly, and he said, "Hasn't Long Mo come yet?" ”

Ji Yan smiled: "Don't look at it, that guy won't appear until the last moment, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." ”

Wu Hao asked, "Why?" ”

"He's crazy about cultivation, I'm afraid it's beyond your understanding, that guy may have come a long time ago, and now he doesn't know where to hide and cultivate? He wouldn't waste a single bit of his cultivation time. ”

Ji Yan snapped the folding fan in his hand, stretched it out, fanned it a few times in a pretended style, and said: "Wu Hao, this time the martial arts, whether you can really elevate the status of the Changchun Hall depends on you." ”

For this, Wu Hao just smiled and said, "You think too highly of me, but do your best." ”

Although he was confident, he never knew much about those true disciples who had been in a state of delusion, so he didn't dare to talk too much, but he had to go all out, just because this martial arts meeting was more related to the ranking of the five halls.

Although after Wu Hao's efforts, the reputation of the Changchun Hall is much better than before, but it does not mean that its status will be improved, what really determines the ranking of the five halls is the ranking of the final outstanding disciples of the five halls.

Moreover, he had already received news from his master that as long as he could get the top three positions, he could enter the legendary Forbidden Land Ancestral Soul Monument of the Yuanqi Sect.

Therefore, no matter what the purpose, Wu Hao must also occupy a place in the top three.

Wu Hao's gaze swept through the field, and finally stopped unexpectedly in that extremely eye-catching area.

Where the disciples of the Ice Hall are located, the Ice Hall is full of female disciples, and all of them are like flowers and jade, delicate and lovely, so they have naturally become the object of attention of most disciples.

The eyes of many disciples glanced over there from time to time, and among the many delicate flowers, Wu Hao only recognized one, and his eyes only stayed on that one - Xiao Qing'er.

Standing there quietly, from time to time there was a girl next to her talking and laughing, but she always seemed to be controlling herself just right, behaving and laughing, like a famous lady, everyone was beautiful, not only decent, but also decent.

Xiao Qing'er is like a white lotus that comes out of the mud and is not stained, full of fragrance, clean and noble, but only between the eyebrows, there is a faint trace of indescribable poignantness, which is shocking.

It seemed that she also noticed a strange gaze, Xiao Qing'er turned her head slightly, fixed on the owner of this gaze, just smiled at it lightly, and turned her head away without any other movements.