Xiaomeng got up, flashed and came to Yang Yu, saying, "What's your name?"

"Beauty, I should ask your name first!" Yang Yu looked at Xiaomeng and said.

"Taoist Tianzong, Xiaomeng!" Xiaomeng said as she looked at the plain Yang Yu.

"Beauty, remember, my name is Yang Yu! Yang Yu's Yang, Yang Yu's Yu!" Yang Yu said with a smile.

"You are different from other people!" Xiaomeng looked at Yang Yu, and a trace of brightness flashed in her eyes.

"It's not that I'm different from others. We are all 18 or 19 years old boys and girls. Do I need to meet your senior? After all, you are just a girl, an eighteen-year-old beauty!" Yang Yu said lightly.

Xiaomeng's heart was stirred, and she looked at Yang Yu's eyes full of bright colors. Indeed, since she had such a high backup, she was called by a senior and short-shot senior. No one had ever talked to her with the same identity, let alone a peer like Yang Yu. Xiaomeng's eyes were shining with bright colors and said, "How do you want to compare?"

"Aren't you all the questions?" Yang Yu said speechlessly.

Xiaomeng gave Yang Yu a blank look, then walked outside the house, and said as she walked: "We are more fresh and refined than the world. You were so ugly just now!"

"What does it mean to be ugly?" Yang Yu said behind Xiaomeng.

"I said it was ugly, it was ugly!" Xiaomeng said arrogantly.

"Haha, beauty, don't you think I was very handsome just now?" Yang Yu asked narcissisticly.

"Is there any?" Xiaomeng looked at Yang Yu and asked.

"You..." Yang Yu glared at Xiaomeng, and endless 'anger' flashed in his heart.

Xiaomeng walked in front and saw Yang Yu, who had just looked "angry", and the corners of his mouth were raised unconsciously.

Yang Yu looked at Xiaomeng, who was moving in the lotus step, and then chased after him. However, the others looked at Yang Yu and Xiaomeng with strange expressions and followed slowly behind them.

After a while, Yang Yu and Xiaomeng stood on a wooden plank road on the lake, and all the others stood in the pavilion in the middle of the lake not far away.

"We are better than the internal force in this game. I want to see how strong your internal force is that which can stop the sun!" Xiaomeng said to Yang Yu.

"No problem, it doesn't matter more than anything else!" Yang Yu looked at Xiaomeng and said with a smile.

Xiaomeng pointed Qiu Li Sword at the lake, and the true energy stirred the lake. After a while, Xiaomeng condensed a word with water flow on the lake surface - love!

Then he looked at Yang Yu and said lightly: "The Xuanyuan Sword is known as the 'ancestral sword', and it is another sword of holy path. I wonder if your sword is very close?"

"It's me who use it. I don't need to have the same characteristics as it, but it should have my characteristics!" Yang Yu said lightly, and then pointed the Xuanyuan Sword at the lake. A trace of divine power controlled the water flow, which also condensed a word - love!

"You said it very well, this kind of insight is indeed very special." Xiaomeng said, and then the word "love" lying on the lake stood up.

"Why do you want to be the head of Tianzong? Why did you reach that level at the age of eight? Is it just because your talent is strong?" Yang Yu looked at Xiaomeng and asked, and the word love in front of him also stood up.

"Wow, these two people have done it all, it's incredible!"

"It actually condensed a word on the water surface, it's so amazing!"

A group of Confucian disciples looked at this scene incredibly and said.

"You don't have to worry about this kind of thing!" Xiaomeng said, and then the words in front of him broke away from the water and flew towards the word love in front of Yang Yu! When the two words collided, a huge water dragon condensed in front of Yang Yu, flew around in the air, and then rushed towards Xiaomeng.

Xiaomeng looked at the water dragon condensed by Yang Yu, without any defense, and looked at the water dragon lightly.

The water dragon rushed to Xiaomeng, and then suddenly burst, turning into nine ice-blue roses, surrounding Xiaomeng.

Xiaomeng looked at the ice-blue rose, a hint of happiness flashed in her eyes, then picked up one with her hand and placed it under her nose. She sniffed it, and a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. Then Xiaomeng looked at Yang Yu and asked, "What kind of flower is this?"

"Love Flower!" Yang Yu said affectionately.

Xiaomeng looked at Yang Yu, and a hint of panic flashed in her heart. She turned her head and looked at the flowers in front of her faintly without saying a word.

Just as she turned her head, a beautiful melody rang around her.

At this time, Yang Yu was sitting in front of a piano, his fingers jumping, and beautiful symbols sounded on this elegant lake:

The wolf's rosy moon and the beauty is haggard

I raised my glass and drank the snow and snow

Who knocked over the cabinet of the previous life and caused trouble

How many cycles of reincarnation of the word "Fate"

You can't call your eyebrows and cry.

Even though history has become ash

I love the everlasting prosperity like three thousand flowing waters

I only take a scoop of butterflies who love you and become

You're so sad and farewell

Who did I touched my incense

Invite the bright moon to make memories bright

Love is perfect under the moonlight

You're crying like snow

Who am I waiting for old age

The years of drunkenness in the world

I engrave the monument of loving you forever with no regrets

(rap you are so sad that you are farewell

Who did I touched my incense

Invite the bright moon to make memories bright

Love is perfect under the moonlight

You're crying like snow

Who am I waiting for old age

The years of drunkenness in the world)

The wolf's rosy moon and the beauty is haggard

I raised my glass and drank the snow and snow

Who knocked over the cabinet of the previous life and caused trouble

How many cycles of reincarnation of the word "Fate"

You can't call your eyebrows and cry.

Even though history has become ash

I love the everlasting prosperity like three thousand flowing waters

I only get one scoop of love to understand

Only love the butterfly of your incarnation

You're so sad and farewell

Who did I touched my incense

Invite the bright moon to make memories bright

Love is perfect under the moonlight

You're crying like snow

Who am I waiting for old age

The years of drunkenness in the world

I engrave the monument of loving you forever with no regrets

(rap you are so sad that you are farewell

Who did I touched my incense

Invite the bright moon to make memories bright

Love is perfect under the moonlight

You're crying like snow

Who am I waiting for old age

The years of drunkenness in the world)

You're so sad and farewell

Who did I touched my incense

Invite the bright moon to make memories bright

Love is perfect under the moonlight

You're crying like snow

Who am I waiting for old age
To be continued...