－－－ Sorry for all of you, you are exhausted from finding a job, and you are a little lazy in the update. I really want to say sorry. After all, cinnabar is also an ordinary person and needs to eat. When it is stable, the update will definitely be filled. It will soon enter the next volume. The romance and romance are so angry that you are also a scholar. Please pay more attention and thank you.??

The white figure looked like a light snowflake, so close, but as far as it was, passing through the wind, frost, and cold snow, floating towards Liu Xi.

"My senior brother is going to compete with me?"

Liu Xi's voice was solemn, and his eyes were even wide open, and it was obvious that he was in extreme tension.

Mingmiao's mouth raised, showing a gentle smile. A gentleman is as handsome as jade. It is undeniable that his words and deeds are very consistent with the way of a gentleman.

"It's better to lose to me than to be seriously injured."

He said this gently, with consolation, but more of his confidence that he had never doubted before, as if he was talking to Liu Xi for granted.

"Since that's the case, Tian thanked the famous senior brother for taking care of him. Tian Peng had no strengths, but he also liked to play some literary works. The famous senior brother competed with the Zajia Brother Ma, which made people applaud and admired him. The famous senior brother is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. How many people can be like this in the world? Peng also likes to doodle randomly in private. Today, he has such luck to meet the famous senior brother. How could Peng miss it? I hope the famous senior brother will give me some advice."

Liu Xixin jumped violently, success or failure was a move, and all he could do was to gamble. So after he finished speaking, he looked very expectant, looking at Ming Miao with his eyes, and he was ready to try.

The more powerful he is, the more he is far ahead among his peers, the more he is underestimating the enemy, especially when his opponent is far inferior to him. Of course, Mingmiao is no exception. He and Liu Xi have at least one level of difference in realm, and the competition in cultivation seems a bit unfair. As a scholar, Mingmiao is also very arrogant, so Liu Xi responded without thinking. After all, he is an authentic scholar. Could he lose to others in the most specialized things?

At least, Ming Miao doesn't think so.

"What do Junior Brother Tian want to draw?"

Liu Ying walked along the shore, reached out to pass through the ice and snow, picked a branch wrapped in with yellow bark, and shook off a branch of light snow and frost.

Turning around and looking at the branch in the famous Miao Yangyang, Liu Xi smiled and said, "The painting is done as you wish. The famous senior brother can do it in a straightforward manner. At that time, can you let the seniors present decide the outcome?"

This seemed to have become two scholars talking about the romantic and romantic, writing a few classic works that were passed down from word to mouth, and painting a few pictures of the years of flowers and green willows. Ming Miao suddenly realized that he liked the short and strong boy in front of him who was not very good-looking. If he had wine, he would really have to talk to him and drink a few drinks with him.

He carefully placed the piano aside, Mingmiao laughed out loud, his robe roared, his fingers slashed out of thin air, and a piece of three-foot thick ice cube jumped up from the river surface and floated in front of him. His eyes were half-closed and his brows frowned. Mingmiao stood like that, thinking about what to draw to show his style.

Soon, Ming Miao moved, and used his hand as a pen to quickly carve it on the ice. He only saw the spiritual energy changing, and the colorful lights were flying all over the sky.

Behind him, Liu Xi was not so gorgeous, or even extremely inconspicuous. If he hadn't been competing with Ming Miao, no one would have paid attention to him who was squatting and holding a piece of branch in his hand on the ice. At this moment, Liu Xi was like a child who was idle. When many people were talking about things that he was not interested in, he hid aside and entertained himself.

"call……"

A mouthful of white mist popped out, and Liu Xi threw the branch aside and stood up slowly. The man who was very curious about what he did walked forward and looked over, but he was shocked when he saw it.

On the ice surface, there is nothing else painted, just the scenery by the river. There is not much ink, and it is even extremely simple. However, just a few strokes have drawn the shape of everyone. Tian Yulun, who stood and looked at him, was full of concern at Li Yunying, who asked if Xue Jiang was injured, and the people of the Miscellaneous and Yin-Yang family with a dull face. Some were looking up at Lu Ruier, blinking her big eyes, and some were also focused on engraving the ice.

"So awesome!"

Lu Ruier exclaimed in a low voice, her little face full of incredible expression, staring at the ice surface, and then looked at Liu Xi next to her, and sighed a little, "This kind of painting art is so strange, I have never seen it before. It seems to have no strengths, but it has painted all the charm."

As he spoke, Ming Miao, who was burying the painting, heard a loud noise later. The ice he drew instantly turned into nothingness, and the ice chips were scattered everywhere, falling on the ice surface, making a sound.

Mingmiao's face was frighteningly cold. Even though it was snowing heavily and the weather was cold, the cold air radiated from his body was still unbearable.

Could it be that he wants to go back on his word?

Liu Xi was also unsure. After all, he was a bit inappropriate. He was a little inappropriate. He was indeed well-versed in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. His cultivation was far ahead of him. If the other party caught fire, Liu Xi would have no chance to defeat him at all.

The hairs on his body were all standing up, and Liu Xi stepped on the ice and secretly prepared his momentum. If Mingmiao wanted to attack, he would not be able to escape and beg for mercy. He could only try his best to stand with him. At worst, the three skills in his body could be exposed. Anyway, now, no one could see his true identity.

"Mingzibai lost, you can do it yourself."

At this moment, Ming Miao said, then picked up the guqin and carefully wiped the snow on Qin's body. Although his face was gloomy, he still stood up to the shore. The wind blew his clothes, but he was willing to accept the loss of a gentleman.

Seeing Mingmiao leave, Liu Xi sighed inwardly and finally compared the most powerful opponent. The remaining two were the Taoist Lu Shaohe, but the Mohist Lu Ruier. No matter how you plan, there would be a fierce battle.

He must have to fight against this amazing Lu Shaohe.

Just as Liu Xi was thinking about it, Lu Shaohe came over, and the violent aura of his body surged out. As soon as he took a step, he was a deep footprint. What was going on, he naturally could see at a glance what he wanted to do.

"Thank you for helping me solve a big problem. As a thank you, I will give you some fun later."

The voice was low, but extremely arrogant. As he spoke, he glanced at the shore. There, the defeated Ming Miao sat cross-legged under the ancient tree again, playing the piano with both hands, and a crisp and pleasant sound came with the wind and snow.

"Then you have to have this ability, too."

Replying, Liu Xi stared at him with his eyes tightly, and the "Nine Changes of Dragons and Snakes" in his body was running rapidly. He had just seen Lu Shaohe's skills and was definitely above great success. The other party avoided the literary fight and fought directly with force. Unless Liu Xi gave all his strength, he would not have the chance to win at all.

Perhaps, the hidden secret is to be exposed.

After thinking about it, Lu Shaohe had already taken a cold autumn water sword from his waist, and pointed the sword straight at Liu Xi, "You and I are both using swords, so we will have a good fight to let the people in the world understand that Taoism is the real master of swords."

After saying that, he flew forward, and the sword shadow poured over like a waterfall, heading towards Liu Xi, which was clearly to take his life.

Before he could think too much, Liu Xi dodged aside, and Lu Shaohe's sword slashed straight on the ice surface, without the earth-shaking as he imagined. The long sword was like a knife entering tofu, leaving nothing else except for the slight traces of three feet.

"Click..."

The sound of ice cracks kept ringing, and the ice surface was still intact, but countless cracks were cracked under the ice layer. Even the soil covered by frost on the shore was cracked, and a gap visible to the naked eye spread quickly towards Mingmiao.

"when!"

The sound of the mian sound suddenly changed into a crisp ear sound. The crack that was pressing towards Mingmiao stopped. Later, the sound of the piano was still the same. Mingmiao was still playing the piano low, but Lu Shaohe's eyes changed. After a moment, he quickly drew his sword and forced Liu Xi to dodge aside.

The two long swords were chopped together, sparks flashed everywhere, but Lu Shaohe's body did not move, but Liu Xi flew dozens of feet backwards, the ice surface under his feet broke inch by inch, and the biting cold Lihe water splashed out, wetting half of his clothes.

The blood in his chest was surging and his hands were a little numb. Liu Xi took a deep breath, and his right hand, which was holding the "Shangxie", was covered in sweat.

Before he could adjust his breath, Lu Shaohe rushed over again. The sword energy swept across the wind and snow, and with a shocking momentum, it stabbed towards Liu Xi's throat. It was fierce and fast, and the sword energy was several feet away, but the sword energy had torn into Liu Xi's robe with countless holes.

In horror, Liu Xi naturally hid aside, but it was still a little late. The sword raised a bright red color, mixed with the white snow, which was extremely sad and beautiful. On the shore, Big and Big Wu shouted low, and Tian Xun'er, who was clenching her fists tightly, was about to rush forward, but was blocked by a figure. Tian Yulun slowly shook his head, and then looked at the ice.

There, Liu Xi's face was so white that he looked scary, and cold sweat fell from his forehead, and he was instantly buried in the snow and ice under his feet.

Lu Shaohe chuckled, and the halo of the sword in his hand burst out, blasting the white snow that fell on the sword, and the spiritual energy rushed towards Liu Xi very quickly, which was to break his tendons and veins!
Chapter completed!