Dressed As a Waste of Marrying a Villain

The storm is surging here, and the other side is tit-for-tat. The second round of competition is in full swing, and the applause is endless. It is very lively. Lu Fanzhi has survived the first round, but the second round is not lucky. It was very tragic.

She walked off the stage with her legs soft, and wailed on Luo Jinxiao's shoulders.

"Tonight, that disgusting warbler is really hateful. She is too strong, and the sword in her hand is also a good sword. It is so powerful that it hurts my hand..." She groaned.

Luo helplessly patted her tonight, and persuaded: "Nothing, we go back and continue to practice, one day we can beat her."

"Want to beat me, next life." A word rang behind her, Luo turned her head back tonight, and saw that Weiying had been standing behind them for some time, her head held up slightly, her expression contemptuous.

The sword in her hand is still faintly heated, seemingly threatening.

Luo Jinxiao gently pushed away Lu Fanzhi who was leaning on her shoulder, turned around, and smiled: "I hope you remember your words."

Miying hates seeing Luo Jinxiao's calm and calm appearance. She was angry and said: "Why, you are so overpowered and want to fight with me?"

Luo turned back indifferently tonight and stopped looking at her.

Soon it was Luo Jinxiao's turn. This time his opponent was Baili Qingzhou. In just a few rounds, Luo Jinxiao found his flaw and easily knocked him off the platform.

However, she did not use too much spiritual power to prevent others from seeing it, but even so, it still caused a lot of controversy. Many people did not believe that she could win two games in a row, and there was a lot of doubts.

Luo has always turned a deaf ear to these things.

When it was noon, the sun rose to the top of the head, and the shouts of those present weakened. Many disciples couldn't stand the heat. They slipped out of Baiyu Terrace ahead of time and ran to the nearby area to enjoy the cool air. The crowd was sparse.

After several rounds of competitions, there were no more people left. Luo Jinxiao was unfortunately fighting with Weiying. When the two walked on the high platform, Weiying gave Luo Jinxiao a proud glance.

"If you beg me to act lightly now, I can still let you go." She said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Luo Jinxiao pretended not to hear, and moved his wrists to himself. Even though Weiying was angry, she didn't make any mistakes with her, gritted her teeth with anger.

As soon as the drum sounded, the Orioles rushed towards her. The sword in her hand was immediately wrapped in spiritual power, turning into a powerful long whip, smashing her head and face to Luo Jinxiao, Luo Jinxiao was shocked, and quickly leaned back, agile To escape.

"Only dodge, Xiao Xiao!" Weiying wanted to hit with a single blow, but seeing Luo Jinxiao dodge him, her heart was angrily and the attack was even more fierce.

She had a good head and her cultivation level was not low. Luo couldn't deal with it by hiding, so he simply stretched out his right hand, and a sword with silver light appeared, suddenly like snowflakes flying, and the stage was white.

"Isn't this... why do you have such a spiritual weapon?" Miying was taken aback.

"Thanks for your care." Luo blinked at her tonight, and stepped forward with a sprint, Weiying is good at long-range attacks, and hurriedly backed away.

Luo gave her a chance tonight, she muttered "Snow Battered Ice Gourd" silently, and then gave birth to a bunch of ice needles with the tip of the sword as the head, which quickly expanded thousands of times. For a time, the cold wind pierced the bones, and the ice needles looked like a net of heaven and earth. Worrying has a heart of contempt, he was not prepared for it, and was almost stabbed in a hole.

Thanks to her reaction, she hurriedly used her spiritual power to block most of the ice needles, but she was still embarrassed.

Luo couldn't help smiling when she saw this tonight. She was trembling with anger. She raised her voice and called the sword, and then flew into the air. Her hands were in the shape of lotus flowers, and the palms of her palms formed blossoming lotus flowers.

This technique is called "Lian Bu Bu Bu Sheng", sounded beautiful, but it is a very dangerous killer move, it is difficult to practice, everyone is surprised to see that she actually uses this technique.

"Yingying is the most talented of the new disciples. If this trick continues, why does Luo have to lose the skin tonight, right?" a disciple said.

"Even though she knows, she's a beginner, with flaws, what's the use!" Luo Ning on the side listened to their conversation and returned angrily.

"Senior Sister Luo Ning." The disciple who had just spoken bowed in embarrassment.

At this time, all the disciples heard about the current battle situation, and they passed it from ten to ten. Suddenly, a large crowd of people rushed in. They stood on the ground in a mighty manner. Some people hurriedly rushed in with their rice bowls. Afraid to miss the good show.

"That is the legendary Luo family who has no immortal veins but entered the Wuguimen? But it seems that she has not fallen into the wind." Someone said while cooking.

The disciple standing in front of him dodged in disgust and replied: "Xu is the rumors are wrong. Look at her like that. Although you can't see the geometry of cultivation, it seems that there is no immortal vein."

Luo on the stage was swinging his sword to form a layer of ice shield on his head. The seemingly flimsy ice actually blocked all attacks firmly.

Qu Weiyin standing on the elder's stand released her hand that had been clenching the corner of her clothes, even she herself didn't notice it.

"That child is a disgusting warrior? You deserve to be Elder Mei's disciple. You can use this technique at a young age. It's really terrifying for younger generations." Elder He touched his beard, watching with interest.

Elder Mei listened to the compliment, and when he wanted to be humble, he heard Elder Liu grunt heavily and clasped his arms rather unpleasantly. "What does Elder Liu mean." Elder Mei is dissatisfied.

Elder Liu ignored her, still staring at the high platform intently, only to see that the lotus in the sky had withered, and Luo, who was standing in the same place, didn't know when the sword was lifted into the sky tonight, and was level with the miserable Yingying.

Yiying suddenly threw out a long whip of condensed spiritual power. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye. As soon as he saw it, he approached Luo Jinxiao, and the people who watched held their breath.

Qu Weiyin couldn't help taking two steps forward, his face solemn.

Just when the whip hit Luo Jinxiao's face, someone even screamed. Following the scream, Luo Jinxiao, who had been stunned, suddenly raised his hand and held the whip with condensed spiritual power.

Suddenly, the whole room was filled with the hiss of inhaling air-conditioning.

Unexpectedly, Luo didn't show any pain tonight, she suddenly turned over and pulled it hard at the same time, pulling Weiying forward and falling out of the sword.

No one could clearly see the subsequent movements. When everyone lowered their heads, they found that Luo Jinxiao was pressing Weiying's neck with one hand, squatting to firmly control her to the ground.

Miying didn't seem to react, she was stunned for a moment before feeling the pain, and then struggling desperately.

Guijiu on the side hurriedly stepped forward to stop, and Luo let go of his hand tonight, regaining his usual smile, and winking triumphantly at the disgusting Yingying who was still lying on the ground coughing.

The girl's original calm appearance became playful in an instant, and her youthful vigor and publicity were fully reflected in her. When she was smiling and beautiful, her eyes seemed to be filled with shining light.

Qu Wei lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, then his body suddenly disappeared in place.

Today's competition was unexpected. No one could have imagined that Luo would win this night. When everyone left, they were still discussing the situation of the talents.

On the stage of the elders, Elder Liu relaxed his expression, his original unsmiling face is now with a brilliant smile, he stands up contentedly, and arches his hands to the unsuccessful Elder Mei.

"The one who just won, Luo Jinxiao, the old man's apprentice!" He exclaimed proudly.

"The weather is really good today, and the old man can eat two more bowls of rice." He laughed and swayed away.

Elder Mei's face was almost pig liver-colored with anger.

Before Luo got off the stage tonight, Luo Ning and Lu Fanzhi, who rushed up, hugged him and staggered. They seemed to be happier than her.

"Tonight, you won! You can enter the realm of heaven! Just now, Elder He said that all new disciples can follow, just as seeing the world. People say that the realm of heaven is a relic of the realm of gods, and I want to go in my dreams. "Lu Fanzhi wailed excitedly.

Luo Ning once talked about Luo Jinxiao, and besides being delighted, there are still worries on the face: "Sister, I'm a little worried, why don't you take me with you, so as to protect you."

"Is your sister or you are my sister, why our order seems to be reversed." Luo smiled helplessly tonight and touched Luo Ning's head.

This girl always looks like she is swearing to the death to defend her sister, which makes people feel warm.

Although Luo was happy to win tonight, she had a bottom in her heart, so she was very calm, but other people were not calm. This matter was circulated in the huge door of no regrets. Some people said that she won by fluke, and some people said she won. Real people don't show their faces, anyway, her name Luo Tonight is officially announced to the world.

After the test, because of the wounded, Wuhuimen gave the new disciples a few days of rest. Only then did he set off openly. Luo himself didn't have much tonight, so he didn't have much to prepare, just practiced for a few more days.

On the early morning of the departure day, it rained lightly, and then gradually got bigger. It was still early. Luo was too lazy to Yujian tonight, so he casually took a plain oiled paper umbrella from Elder Liu, carried the package, and strolled down the mountain.

The rain feet are thin and dense like silk, the rain hits the umbrella surface, making a dull ticking sound, the water splashes on the skirt, which is very difficult to go, Luo simply fastened the skirt high, rolled up the trouser legs, revealing a small section of white Straight calf.

Because of the rain, the clouds and mist in the mountains seemed to be covered with gauze and mist from a distance. Luo was walking tonight. He saw a person in the distance, clear and cold, all alone, walking very lonely.

The man was dressed in white, tightly clinging to his body after being wet by the rain, looking at his graceful shape, but slender and slender.

Luo couldn't bear to watch people get caught in the rain tonight, and said in his heart that Wuhuimen are all immortal cultivators. It's a big deal without an umbrella to recite a tactic of avoiding water. How can it be so drenched that it looks weird.

Or maybe a new beginner disciple who doesn't know how to avoid the water trick. Luo has always been kind tonight, but now that he can't stand it anyhow, he ran a few steps quickly and gave the umbrella half to that person.

"This fellow, but has never brought an umbrella?" She asked, and she was stunned when the person turned around, and almost didn't trip herself.

The man calmly helped her and said coldly: "No need."

Luo didn't figure out for a while tonight whether she didn't need to bring an umbrella, or didn't need to help hold it.

Qu Weiyin frowned slightly, and said no more, and walked straight forward.

Luo Jinxiao didn’t expect that, just today’s poetic and picturesque, he could just run into Qu Weiyin, could it be an iron fate, but just take the umbrella away obediently, and it doesn’t seem appropriate to leave her in the rain. .

So I had to bite the bullet to follow her and cover the rain for her.

Both of them didn’t say a word. Only the sound of rain fell around. Luo couldn’t help peeking sideways tonight. The devil’s head usually wears a red and black dress. She looks fierce. Unlike a good person, she wears such a suit today. Bai, but inexplicably more non-humanly cold.

The hair sticking to her cheeks by the rain even made her a little bit fragile.

The two walked too quietly. Luo was a little embarrassed tonight, so he bit his head and said nothing to say: "The rain is so big, why doesn't Xiao Shishu avoid it?"

"Rain, snow, wind and moon are common, why avoid it?" Qu Weiyin's expression remained unchanged.

It is raining, snowing, wet, or cold to feel the intersection with this world. There is also this sentence, Qu Weiyin did not say.

When Luo Jinxiao heard the words, she felt bored for no reason. She lowered her eyes to Qu Weiyin, just in time to see the raindrops running down her slender neck.

Luo looked away tonight, she always felt that such a song was terribly cold. It's not her coldness, but her heart.

Luo scratched his head tonight, and said: "Little Master, the rain is cold."

Qu Weiyin ignored her and only whispered: "Noisy."

Didn’t that also avoid the fact that it’s cold? Luo sneered tonight. She stretched out her hand and nodded on Qu Weiyin’s shoulder, silently meditating on the water avoidance tactic, Qu Weiyin’s body instantly became dry, and the warmth came, Qu Weiyin After a pause, his eyes opened slightly.

"It's not unusual to be dry and warm." Luo Jingxiao whispered.