"The ground is full of chicken feathers all day long, there is no successor, and the master of the house is a loser. What does she want?"

"You have such a handsome face, Young Master Yanhui is the most handsome young master."

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There are many people watching and gloating in the fairy sect. Nian Jinshu's face is almost transparent in the sunlight. She narrows her eyes slightly and asks with a hint of provocation, "Yan Hui, do you dare to discuss swords?"

Yan Hui sat on the mat, holding the moonlight cup with his long white fingers and shaking it gently, elegantly and calmly, but his eyebrows were extremely cold.

In the past few years, he and Chu Feishuang had participated in important events in the Immortal Sect, and they were both marginal figures. For the first time, he attracted much attention, but he remained motionless and had no intention of taking the stage.

Chu Feishang lowered her voice, "Let's compete with swords. She is at the end of her strength. She is the master of the Resurrection Bell."

Yan Hui remained silent, and everyone's eyes fell on him. He was dressed in red maple like fire, which made his brows look like jade, like a beautiful woman. The lowered brows covered the waves in his eyes.

Chu Feishang increased his voice, "Yanhui!"

Chu Yingge's face turned pale, she stood up and was walking over when Yan Hui put down his wine glass and flew onto the stage. His fiery red figure passed by the people of the Immortal Sect and landed on the sword discussion stage.

Chu Yingge's figure was shaky, biting her lower lip and looking sadly at the stage.

"I thought you wouldn't come up."

"If I don't come, how will you end it?"

Nian Jinshu tilted his head and smiled, with a hint of evil, "This is not the first time that I have been embarrassed. It doesn't matter if I do it again."

"Nian Jinshu, I'll give you a chance to make a new choice."

The midday wind blew the flag beside the sword discussion platform, fluttering in the wind and making a hunting sound. The white rose, the family emblem on the flag, bloomed in the wind. It was elegant and noble. The brocade book chuckled. Choose again?

Didn't she come back just to make a new choice?

"What if I don't?" She took two steps forward and looked up at the wild goose.

Yan turned sideways and whispered in her ear, "Then for the rest of your life, whoever lets go first will go to hell. Do you dare?"

The young man's breath spread under the tip of her nose, and she smelled a faint medicinal smell, mixed with a hint of pine wood. His hot breath lingered next to her ears, dyeing her ears red.

It was the first time that Nian Jinshu was so close to him, and he could almost see his thick and long eyelashes. Looking at his tear mole from such a close distance, it was even more vivid and almost demonic.

She almost didn't dare to look into his eyes. There were emotions she couldn't understand hidden in those cold phoenix eyes.

"Why don't you dare?" Nian Jinshu pushed the goose away and drew his sword towards him, "Draw out your sword!"

The tip of Nian Jinshu's sword struck at Yan Hui. Yan Hui dropped his right hand and held the long sword in his hand. It was a shocking image that was rarely seen by anyone. It was the number one sword in the world and a famous sword passed down by the Yan family.

Yan Hui's long sword opened Fang Fei's book, and the two soon fought each other.

Two figures, one white and one red, intertwined on the sword discussion stage.

Chu Yingge trembled lightly and put one hand on the table to avoid losing her composure, and could not hide the jealousy in her eyes.

Why?

Why did Nian Jinshu's cultivation improve so rapidly, and why did my cousin come to the stage to discuss swordsmanship again?

Nian Lingxiao rubbed his brows, hoping in his heart that Nian Jinshu could knock Yan Hui off the sword-discussing stage. He kept apologizing to the Xiao family leader, but Mrs. Xiao didn't even look at him. The Nian family had obviously offended Jiuyun Mountain.

A Nian Jinshu who announced in public that he was planning to marry Yan Hui might not be able to marry into Jiuyun Mountain.

This slap on Jiuyunshan's face was really humiliating.

Nian Lingxiao felt so embarrassed and humiliated.

On the sword-discussing stage, swords were flashing and swords were flashing. Yan Hui was showing off his moves, only defending but not attacking. The two of them were going back and forth as if they were flirting. Nian Jinshu frowned and said, "Knock me off the sword-discussing stage."
Chapter completed!