Heavenly God Mnemonic

"He really came to an end!"

"This is the road of eternal calamity, how can it end?"

"This, this is too bad!"

"I can't understand! I can't understand it, it's terrible!"

The audience was instantly ignited and boiled.

The violent applause lasted in the square.

Thousands of people looked at Yang Qingxuan with excitement, fanaticism and worship.

In this world that respects martial arts, any strong man can be worshipped, subdued, and even followed by martial artists.

Yang Qingxuan turned his head and saw his own score as well, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

One hundred points, plus the previous ninety-six points.

The remaining third test, as long as four points to pass.

A heart finally let go.

Under the horrified eyes and voices of everyone, Yang Qingxuan walked in front of Ning Hongru a few steps, clasped his fists and smiled: "Fortunately, I will not humiliate my mission."

Ning Hongru didn't know how to talk anymore, he froze with both hands for a while before he said mechanically: "Okay, okay..."

Ning Qingyu also looked at him like a monster.

In contrast to the two men's gaffes, Yang Qingxuan only smiled slightly, looking very indifferent.

In fact, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. If he hadn't been excited by his fiery eyes, he wouldn't know how long he could stay inside.

"Cousin, you are so amazing!" Ning Zhiting was full of excitement.

Qian Qian's beautiful eyes were Yingying, and the meaning of worship in it was undoubtedly revealed, and said, "Congratulations."

Yang Qingxuan smiled and nodded at them.

Qian Liuxi said at the right time: "Let's go first, this is not a place to talk, Qing Xuan also needs to rest."

Ning Hongru immediately touched his palm and laughed: "Okay, good."

A group of people left the square immediately.

Ning Changli's complexion flushed aside, his facial features were extremely distorted, and the surrounding air pressure was extremely low.

He originally thought Yang Qingxuan would be proud of him, but the latter didn't even look at him.

This kind of ignorance made him feel humiliated.

Staring at Yang Qingxuan, full of spiteful light, he murmured: "No matter how talented you are, your strength lies there. The next level will end you forever..."

...

"Too terrible! Too terrible! This one must not be kept, it must be removed!"

The secret room exudes a cold glow, reflecting on the faces of several people in the room, which are very gloomy, terrifying, and even hideous.

The four ancestors and grandsons of Ning Changli all had terrible faces.

There was another person sitting in a chair calmly, expressionless, but there was a deep sadness in his eyes.

"One hundred and ninety-six points...Two tests are one hundred and ninety-six points... If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't believe it!"

Ning Changli sighed up to the sky, a trembling in his voice, "The sons of Ning Qingyao and Yang Yunjing are so terrible!"

Ning Ruosong clasped his fists, bowed his hand to the person on the chair, and said, "Fifth Elder, please do everything!"

The person in the chair turned his gaze and looked a little lonely. He looked at Ning Changli and sighed: "Has the great elder thought about all the consequences?"

Ning Changli gritted his teeth and said: "I have completely offended Yang Qingxuan, and there is no possibility of recovery! So either I died or he died! And Yang Qingxuan chose the purpose of the test, presumably the five elders can guess how much?"

The fifth elder said in deep thought, "It is said that the Ning family is asked to join the Star Alliance."

Ning Changli said: "Yes! That's exactly what happened. If the Ning family joins the Zhengxing League, it will really be overwhelming! I tried my best to prevent this son from worshiping the Ancestral Temple, but I never dreamed that there was such a conspiracy behind it. Oh, I really shouldn't compromise back then!"

The fifth elder sighed, and said: "The Patriarch naturally knew that it would be impossible to directly propose the Ning Family to enter the Zhengxing League. That's why it was such a move. The most shocking thing was not the arrangement, but Yang Qingxuan. His talent is terrible... I'm afraid Patriarch didn't even think of it."

Ning Changli sternly said: "No matter what, whether you help me or save the Ning family, you must obliterate Yang Qingxuan. To prevent him from dragging the Ning family into the battlefield. Elder Ziqi, the future of the Ning family depends on you. The elder line, I will definitely treat it as my own, and I will never treat it badly."

Ning Ziqian sighed and nodded heavily.

...

Above the green hills.

The boulders are bare, the mountain breeze is cool, and the dense clouds hang down like a veil, covering the girl's secret thoughts.

The bright moon hangs over the sea of ​​clouds.

A figure flew across the sky and landed on the cliff, looking at the graceful and slender figure ahead, frowned slightly, and said in doubt: "Cousin Qianqian?"

The woman turned around. It was Qian Qian who smiled and said: "Cousin, look at the moonlight tonight, how charming. People today don't see the ancient times and the moon, this month once looked like the ancients."

Yang Qingxuan raised his head to look at the moon, his mind floating inexplicably, and groaned: "The ancients and the people are like flowing water, and they all see the bright moon like this."

Qian Qian's face blushed and his eyes became hazy, just like this endless sea of ​​clouds, and said softly: "The goddess of the past, An Mu Wang, met in private, and there is only a cloud on it, and I go straight up and change suddenly. There are endless changes in tolerance."

Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled, and his eyes showed surprise.

Qian Qian's face was a little obsessed, and she said in a faint voice: "The concubine is in the sun of Wushan, and the resistance of Gaoqiu. Once it is the morning cloud, the evening is the rain. In the morning, under the balcony.

The shock in Yang Qingxuan's eyes gradually dissipated, and he recovered his clarity, saying: "Cousin, this moonlight is charming, you are drunk."

Qian Qian said in shock: "Cousin."

Yang Qingxuan turned around, looked at the changing sea of ​​clouds, and said faintly: "Zhuang Sheng once dreamed that he was a butterfly, as lifelike as a real butterfly. But after waking up, he became Zhuang Sheng. It was Zhuang Sheng's dream. Butterfly, or has it become Zhuang Sheng in the butterfly dream? The king has a dream, and the goddess has the heart, but who can say the truth? I have experienced the vast sea. There is nothing in this world. What is said is water. Except for the clouds of Wushan, which are steaming and hazy, there is no cloud in this world."

Qian Qian laughed madly, tears rolling down, and said uncomfortably: "I just don't want to give up when I don't do anything, so I still want to fight for it. Now that the answer is known, just give me some face, OK? "

After Yang Qingxuan was slightly startled, he chuckled and said, "Okay."

"Then I... Then I'll go first."

Qian Qian smiled sweetly and blinked at him playfully, only feeling soreness and pain in his heart.

That graceful figure, like a flower like a mist, like a spring dream, when there is nowhere to look for it.

Yang Qingxuan sighed softly and looked at the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

Suddenly, a little golden light appeared in those eyes, then quickly dissipated, filling the entire pupil.

Under the fierce eyes, all things began to decompose.

//Today is 520, Qian Qian confessed to Yang Qingxuan, the next chapter will be later.