My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 341 Picking Wei
What is Luo Qinghan laughing at?

This woman, who always looks aloof and cold, rarely smiles.

But right now...

There's nothing I can do, Ye Wuyou and Luo Yue are just too funny.

If Ye Wuyou's behavior was within her expectations, Luo Qinghan really found it a little funny that the little girl Luo Yue was imitating him.

She doesn't like Ye Wuyou, nor does she like Luo Yue.

They are obviously the children of the main family, and now they have inherited the huge Luo family, but they no longer implement the system of separate families and the main family. They are no longer the same family as before.

This point made Luo Qinghan change his mind a little.

But every time we meet, the other person always has a dead look on his face.

It's not referring to the face, but the feeling that Luo Yue gives people as a whole.

How to best describe her?

It was not only her body that was dead silent, but also her mind.

It's like a dead and yellowed vine, but it's obviously still young. Instead of pursuing vitality, it gives up hope, and then looks like an old man who boasts that he has handled everything.

A woman like Luo Qinghan would not understand Luo Yue, but that didn't stop her...

When she saw Luo Yue like that, she felt inexplicably disgusted.

But now, the little girl with the same surname as himself is no longer so dead, but has more human emotions, like a dead tree coming back to life.

Luo Yue made a not-so-nice face.

This scene made Luo Qinghan feel a little relieved for some reason.

So she smiled.

The smile disappeared in an instant, and Luo Qinghan could feel the gaze of his master.

Not right.

"Qinghan." The old woman said softly.

"Master, what's wrong?" Luo Qinghan lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little confused.

The old woman just stared at it for a few seconds, then asked with a faint smile.

"Qinghan, with your strength, how do you compare to Ye Wuyou?"

Luo Qinghan was silent for a moment, then responded calmly.

"Ten moves to win."

"What about full strength?"

"Three moves." Luo Qinghan said lightly.

So, under Luo Qinghan's gaze, the old woman turned around again and spoke hoarsely to the surroundings.

"Everyone, the Five Elements Sect's vote was not an abstention, but an opposition."

Lu Chen looked a little surprised, but he didn't say anything in the end. He just looked at the other person with sidelong glances and frowned secretly.

"That day, it was my disciple who took the initiative to change the decision of this sect master. Today, this sect master will correct this matter. As for the future, this sect master will also send apology gifts to each family."

"My vote was against, and the other three families were against it. This farce shouldn't have happened today, but since it has already happened, let's just let it go on like this. However, my attitude will not change."

She no longer called herself "old self", but the leader of the Five Elements Sect.

"Ye Wuyou, this sect master is giving you a chance. Since Ji Wuye is dead and Ding Wang is unable to fight again, I will not bully the weak. Since this is a martial arts performance, how about you fight with my disciple?"

"If you win, then this sect master will no longer have any objections, and even speak for Dayan, how about that?"

The old woman's words were accompanied by a hint of smile.

Luo Qinghan was silent for a while at this moment, and finally raised his eyes slowly, looking at his master with inexplicable confusion in his eyes.

"Master, wasn't it..."

The speech was interrupted abruptly.

The black-haired old woman said coldly.

"Qinghan, have you forgotten what I told you that night before?"

Luo Qinghan no longer participated in any decisions of the Five Elements Sect.

She remained silent.

The old woman then smiled, as if she had achieved some purpose.

People like others to follow their decisions.

An obedient disciple is a good disciple.

The old woman didn't look at Qinghan again, but looked at Ye Wuyou who was thinking in the front, and asked again.

"how?"

Ye Wuyou was thinking, but in fact he was using Tianyan to calculate.

The black figure kowtowed repeatedly in the palm of his hand.

If I fight with Luo Qinghan, who will win?
Tian Yan could not predict the changes that would be brought about by the strangeness.

So the deduction has been made twenty-three times so far, and Ye Wuyou has lost twenty-three times without either side using any weird tactics.

Even if you use weird...

Luo Qinghan has [No Lower Limit], but I don’t have Space Slash...

I don't have the time to make the deduction 14 million times.

Let’s change the question.

Luo Qinghan, how could you lose?
call……

Ye Wuyou let out a long sigh, then waved his hand and put away Tianyan.

"Don't agree to her... You are covered in wounds now, there is no way you can beat her. If you want to fight, I will do it." Luo Yue frowned with some worry in her voice.

Ye Wuyou just patted Luo Yue's little head with a smile in his eyes, and glanced at Fang Ning and Zhou Xuanyuan not far away.

Luo Yue fell silent immediately. She was not from Dayan and could not represent all of this.

But...I can just marry him.

Luo Yue's face flushed slightly, and she wanted to speak in a voice as soft as a mosquito.

"Okay." Ye Wuyou agreed.

Luo Yue was stunned, thinking, I haven't even said anything yet, and he agreed?
But she immediately realized that Ye Wuyou's response didn't seem to be directed at her.

"it is good."

"In that case, let's continue the martial arts performance."

Hearing this answer, the old woman in black robe smiled indifferently, then turned and walked away, leaving the platform to the two of them.

But when she passed by Luo Qinghan, she paused slightly and said with an indifferent look.

"Qinghan, you won't lose, will you?"

Luo Qinghan's eyes were silent, but the frost on his face became thicker and thicker. After a long time, he spoke in a calm voice.

"will not."

The old woman in black robe smiled and walked forward.

As for Luo Qinghan, his expression was cold and indifferent at this moment, and he stepped out at the same time.

The two figures crossed each other like this at this moment, walking in different directions. Ye Wuyou was at the other end of the platform at this moment. He had just sent Luo Yue to Lu Chen and waved to Luo Yue, who was full of worry, with a smile in his eyes.

Afterwards, Ye Wuyou picked up the long sword stained with blood, held it in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and took Ji Wuye's body off the platform and placed it aside.

Luo Qinghan just glanced at the other person and then ignored Ye Wuyou's actions.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the clear blue sky.

She didn't take anything on the field seriously.

Luo Qinghan stood tall and straight, with an aloof look, cold eyes and the hem of her skirt fluttering in the wind.

She actually understood everything.

Master’s target is not Ye Wuyou, not Luo Yue, not Dayan.

But her.

Master is actually very good to me.

But she went against some of her master's wishes.

Even if that's your own idea.

So Master got angry.

But she still felt it was a bit ridiculous.

"Qinghan, you won't lose, will you?"

How ridiculous this sentence is.

Do you think I will feel pity and let you go?

When Ye Wuyou had gathered everything on the scene and stood in front.

Luo Qinghan then slowly lowered his gaze and stared at the other person, with only indifference and coldness remaining in his eyes.

That look was almost pure, without a trace of emotion.

Qinghan will certainly not lose.

Qinghan, invincible!
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Ye Wuyou's figure fell from the sky like a meteor. The huge force knocked him heavily to the ground, and the solid platform collapsed, leaving a dent about a meter in size.

The hand that was holding the handle of the knife had cracked at the knuckles.

Ye Wuyou gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up from the depression, wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, and then stared at the female figure in the sky.

"You can also use a sword." Ye Wuyou grinned.

Faint ice crystals were floating in the air. Luo Qinghan's black hair fluttered like snow, and her dress danced in the wind. In her jade hand, she held a long ice crystal sword made of condensed frost.

Even at close range, Luo Qinghan still suppressed Ye Wuyou with the purest martial arts.

It only took three moves from the time the two sides fought until Ye Wuyou was killed by a sword.

Everything is fleeting.

Two illusory ghost hands appeared beside Luo Qinghan, who remained motionless.

The ghost hand was covered with ice crystals and frost.

Even [No Lower Limit] has not been touched.

Through the brief cooperation before, Luo Qinghan already knew everything about [Ghost].

In other words, she was well aware of all of Ye Wuyou's methods.

Luo Qinghan lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Wuyou without saying a word, but the meaning in his eyes was clearly conveyed.

Throw in the towel.

The latter just stretched out his hand towards her, raised his thumb stubbornly, and then slowly turned over and fell down.

Luo Qinghan turned a blind eye. She knew that a fellow like Ye Wuyou who dared to scold a person in the Seventh Realm was only tough in words.

If Ye Wuyou gave up like this, it would disappoint her.

So she took light steps and flew up with sword in hand.

The ice crystal sword in his hand condensed frost and his aura bloomed.

The Qi turned into frost, and then condensed into a sharp blade. A huge cyclone emerged from the edge of the sword, destroying everything like a whirlpool.

This sword is like a wind and thunder.

Ye Wuyou's eyes paused slightly, then he gritted his teeth, and gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with his slender five fingers, blood flowing from his fingertips, and slashed along the huge aura.

This sword also created the power of wind and thunder.

When the two huge whirlpools suddenly collided with each other, the ice crystal whirlpool that had already condensed into substance destroyed the other one bit by bit.

Whether in terms of realm, the quality of Qi, or the changes and control of Qi, Luo Qinghan is far superior to Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou continued to squeeze out the last bit of his energy, exerting force with his toes, but his body still couldn't stop retreating little by little under the tremendous pressure.

And this moment.

Amidst the wind and thunder caused by the two swords.

The wind and thunder rise again!

The third sword created wind and thunder!
The tremendous aura swept across everything, and the sword, like wind and thunder, became even sharper, with the whistling sound of wind and thunder, suppressing everything.

The two vortexes of energy that were constantly colliding suddenly fell silent, and then collapsed like a landslide.

Ye Wuyou and Luo Qinghan both retreated away from the loud bang.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that Luo Qinghan still had no injuries on his body, his breath was calm, his footsteps were lightly stepping on the void, and his expression was indifferent with a hint of doubt.

Ye Wuyou was in a terrible state and could only stand with the help of his sword to steady his body.

Ice crystals of varying sizes created tiny wounds on his body, from which blood oozed out.

There is Qi attached to it, so even with a talent like [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood], recovery is extremely slow.

The third sword raises wind and thunder...

Ye Wuyou looked at the smoke and dust that was gradually dispersing in front of him, and Luo Qinghan also looked forward at this moment.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Luo Qinghan's pupils shrank slightly, and in those cold and arrogant eyes, there appeared some unprecedented ripples.

The woman was dressed in white, with two swords on her back, but at this moment she was only holding one of the clear and long swords in her hand.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Luo Qinghan in the sky with calm and clear eyes.

Luo Qinghan's eyes widened, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to speak.

Then he saw that the other party had quickly run to Ye Wuyou's side, put down the sword in his hand, supported the man's body with both hands, and there was a deep care and worry in his eyes.

Click.

There was a sound of something breaking.

The ice crystal sword slipped out of his hand and fell onto the platform. The hard ice crystal was so fragile that it shattered.

A woman's calm voice came from the air.

"I lost."

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Volume 6 - "Gathering Wild Vine"

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