"Zheng!"

The clear sound of weapons handover was not loud, but it was very far away, which shocked a pair of birds combing their feathers on the tall trees.

The clear blade was printed with flying short swords and ghostly figures.

He Wei took action with anger before, and his aura was like a rainbow. Naturally, his true energy was consumed a lot. When Ye Yiming decided to fight back, he actually made him feel a little embarrassed.

A short sword held the long sword, and a skillful force led the sword to the side. Then the soil on the ground flew over, and a long ditch was scattered on the ground, swearing its original destructive power. But it was useless after all. Instead, it wanted to welcome another sword facing the future, which looked soft and without any threat. The two were not just in contact, and He Wei understood that if he let him stab, the blood thread on his neck now was a lesson for the past.

The long sword power was used, and there was no time to return to defense. An ugly lazy donkey rolled over and avoided the seemingly harmless sword. The moment he fell to the ground, He Wei wanted to use the rolling knife, and the true energy was added to the blade, so that at least he could block Ye Yiming's next attack. The extremely wide range of moves showed off his ability to start the battle without distinction, but he lost his target this time. Ye Yiming lost his trace like a ray of blue smoke. He Wei stood up, raised the long sword, and waited for it.

Ye Yiming was hiding in the canopy of a big tree at this time. He saw He Wei stand up and take strict precautions. His eyes slowly closed. When his eyes were completely closed, a hidden aura emanated from him, as if nothing was missing, but it made people feel quite uncomfortable, with an indelible feeling of adhesion, as if he was about to put a layer of shackles on Ye Yiming.

At this time, Liu Bai, who was sitting cross-legged not far away watching the game, frowned and retreated for a while. Ye Yiming took a look in confusion: Forgot to disguise, or other reasons?

The feeling of annoying shackles became stronger and forced you tirelessly. Ye Yiming originally wanted to observe it, but this feeling was too uncomfortable.

The short sword pointed forward, and stepped on the Nine Palaces steps under his feet, moving forward without any progress.

The long sword slashed through the air, and Ye Yiming felt anger, but He Wei closed his eyes, quiet and peaceful.

When Ye Yiming's long sword was about to fall on He Wei, he finally opened his eyes, with clear eyes, no joy or sorrow. The long sword drew a strange trajectory, and the tip of the knife pressed against the tip of the sword, with a strange balance, and followed the other sword that followed.

Ye Yiming was slightly surprised. The runes under his feet flashed and lost their traces. He Wei was still in place, as if he was stretching his waist. The long sword naturally raised it above his head, just blocking the two short swords that appeared in the void. Ye Yiming appeared and disappeared from time to time, and He Wei's long sword was just right to interrupt the middle of the way with one move, without any progress, and was quite uncomfortable.

After more than ten moves, Ye Yiming understood that he had to find a way to break the deadlock. If this continues, his true energy will be exhausted, and He Wei will only wave his sleeves.

After taking a few steps back, He Wei was still standing there. From beginning to end, he did not move more than half a step, which made Ye Yiming quite annoyed, as if he was being despised. He took another step back. The strange He Wei frowned, which was fleeting, but was finally captured by Ye Yiming.

Ye Yiming stepped back step by step, and did not see He Wei frowning again, but his eyebrows raised and his face was still plain, but Ye Yiming saw a hint of anxiety in the plainness.

He remembered the discomfort he had on Jiazhu before. This feeling was still there, and it was getting closer. This feeling became stronger and stronger. He Wei was always in the same place, even when he had the upper hand, standing there, like a hermit who saw through the worldly feelings, without fighting or taking anything. He Wei naturally did not have any desires or demands, so his indifference was also because he could not leave where he stood.

Ye Yiming let go of the short sword held in his left hand, and a stream of light flashed by the sword body, and then it was like falling into a pool, losing trace, but no waves were alarmed. Another sword cut through the air without moving forward, and Ye Yiming was surrounded by angry emotions again, a kind of anger that was challenged by authority.

He Wei's long sword intercepted again, just halfway through Ye Yiming's sword move, but this time there was no fierce collision, and Ye Yiming was no longer as uncomfortable as being interrupted. Instead, He Wei frowned slightly, and it was fleeting. Ye Yiming had a clear smile on his lips, which was very shallow...

The real and false sword moves were passed. No matter how Ye Yiming took action, He Wei's correspondence was halfway through his move, disgusting others and feeling uncomfortable with himself.

Another sword was majestic, but I wonder if he had a half move? So He Wei took a momentary slower attack. This time Ye Yiming had a full move and a fierce collision. This time He Wei finally left the place where he had been standing for a long time. He was unwilling to leave, but he had to leave. The oncoming dagger was full of momentum. Although the long sword was a moment later, it could be blocked in the end. However, there was also a dagger under his feet. Although it was not cut off his feet, it cut off the land where he stood. It was too late and could not be skilled in hanging, so he left the place.

Ye Yiming felt anger again, and his anger was overwhelmed, but he lost his trace in an instant, without a trace. Everything seemed to be Ye Yiming's illusion, but it was obviously not. He would not be waiting for Ye Yiming in half a move, and he was in a little embarrassed, and he no longer had the indifference like a hermit.

Ye Yiming wanted to stop, but He Wei wanted to stop. At this time, both of them were a little unsustainable, but they were both difficult to fight. They all took action with hatred, but it was just Han Heng who took action. If they continued, they might be fighting with their lives, and it was not worth it...

The two ministers stopped? How can they trust the deadly weapons directly point to the key points?

A pair of Emei Thorns swept away their weapons, and also widened the distance between them, leaving the steps. The two were still eyeing each other, but neither of them wanted to take action again.

After all, Liu Bai did not let the two of them fight to the death. He didn't like He Wei and couldn't have a relationship with Ye Yiming. It would be great to see a good show, not to mention... they all thank you, right?

"What did you do to your childhood sweetheart?"

Liu Bai's question was like a thunderous thunder. He Wei fell from his long sword, and the anger in his eyes dissipated a lot. If it were a hint of dodging, he said with a word: "No..."

"Do you think this is Ye Yiming's fault?"

"Isn't it?! If he hadn't been a thrust, how could I struggle so much now?"

"But he didn't get into it, and he was even confused!"

"If it weren't for him..."

"Enough! I haven't done anything! Even if I have done anything, shouldn't you respect Wang Ya's choice?"

Ye Yiming finally spoke out. Although he felt ashamed, he had never done anything.

"I'm together since we were young..."

"Who stipulates that childhood sweethearts must be a pair?"

Liu Bai interrupted He Wei's words, his eyes full of mockery.

He Wei stayed there, and no one else, including himself, did anything wrong. He just felt that he had done something wrong, so others were also wrong. His mistake was also caused by other people's mistakes. He couldn't pass the hurdle for a while. Now he needs to stand still and think clearly about the cause and effect, and think clearly about what is right and what is wrong.

Ye Yiming was pulled away by Liu Bai, and he was also a little dazed. Did he do something wrong? He didn't know whether he loved Wang Ya, but He Wei and her were indeed childhood sweethearts.

The two walked a long way, but behind them, the roar of a wounded beast, desperate and desolate.

A hint of unrecognizable smile hung on the corner of Liu Bai's mouth, like relief and mockery.

"It's enough to bother him for a while?" Liu Bai's words were very light, and he was talking to himself.

Ye Yiming didn't understand, but he heard: "Your game?"

"It's not a matter, everything is spontaneous. I just said a few words."

"What are the benefits of you? What are the hidden strengths?"

"Haha...you think He Wei's strength is so strong? Except for the disgusting martial arts technique he fought with me that day, everything else was stronger than today. Will I hide my strength make you discover? But when it comes to strength, what about you?" Liu Bai's eyes were burning, and there was a kind of crystal brightness that penetrated his soul.

Ye Yiming lowered his head and avoided Liu Bai's gaze to explore, which also indirectly proved the hidden power.

"I don't want to explore anyone's strength. I used to think that Liucheng is very big and I am also very strong. Later, I learned that God understood that it was just a well to observe the sky. After the past few months of experience, I also understood that this world is still too small. Since I want to go out, how can I not leave a trump card? We have all seen the outside world." Liu Bai's eyes were glowing, and his face was also radiant.

"Why tell me this?" Ye Yiming also saw another world, but he didn't have so many thoughts. He just felt that he should leave a way out for himself. However, Liu Bai's words also aroused his ambitions that were originally hidden deep in his heart. No one was willing to be mediocre. He just didn't dare to do so before.

He remembered that there was a girl with red hair and beauty in the bright sun of her newborn beauty. She asked, "Am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful!" Ye Yiming said in his heart. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the curved range made people feel very comfortable.

"He Wei made me feel very uncomfortable, stubborn, and a disgusting aura all over my body. At least I don't hate you, but we happened to have the same experience. The road we walked out was very lonely, and we needed someone to understand and we also needed someone to walk with you and me?"

"Come?"

"Come!"

Ye Yiming suddenly felt that Liu Bai's hand stretched out was also shining, so he held the hand, which was warm, just right, very comfortable.

"I have been lonely since I was a child. Can I believe you?" The past life always erected too high walls in his heart.

"I am the opposite of you. In Liucheng, I can say that I can want anything. There are endless flatterers around me, and I have no heart-to-heart talkers, nor do I have fellow travelers. I am lonely like an emperor, but I am not an emperor..." The loneliness on Liu Bai's face was surprisingly consistent with the one on Ye Yiming's face. There were two extremes, but I saw the same loneliness.

Liu Bai slapped away, facing the indescribable and casual manner of the sun.

Ye Yiming frowned and looked at it for a long time until Liu Bai's back was almost squeezed into the sun. He finally smiled, thinking too much, and he had nothing.
Chapter completed!