My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Ever since she came to this small courtyard, Ye Yunji has been quietly by her side, and she doesn't know what she is thinking. A mischievous smile appears at the corner of her mouth from time to time, but she turns a blind eye to the note left by Mo Qingqiu. .

"My martial arts and sword skills are very different from Wuji Shengtian. Other people's opinions and insights are of little help to me, and may actually affect my own heart of the holy way. Besides, your lord may also I don’t want these notes to fall into my eyes, I just had to take them out because I had no choice.” Ye Yunji said with a smile.

Qingfan was not the only one to see Mo Qingqiu's embarrassment, he also saw some clues. He could even guess why Mo Qingqiu suddenly took out these notes. But like Qing Fan, he also kept silent with a tacit understanding.

Qing Fan was afraid of hurting his master's face, and he was afraid of affecting the fighting spirit of Gu Fenghua and others. After all, being able to fight with a strong man like Mo Qingqiu without any scruples and go all out is a rare opportunity for any saint master in Wuji Holy Heaven. I am afraid that it will be difficult for all the emperors and envoys to fight against each other. There is such an opportunity for exchanges and discussions.

It would be a pity if Gu Fenghua and others saw Mo Qingqiu's helplessness and tied their hands and wasted their opportunity.

As for the pain in Mo Dajun's heart, he couldn't care so much. Anyway, with his cultivation level, there is no way he can die. At most, he will only be slightly injured and depressed for a while. As for the dignified envoys, which one does not have a long life of tens of thousands of years, and which one has not experienced bloody storms, such a small injury, such a small depression, what does it mean to them?

Ye Yunji obviously ignored one thing. This small injury and this small depression are indeed nothing to the dignified Lord Junshi. But the problem is that Junshi will also feel pain. The pain is just as heart-piercing. Heartbreaking.

"What do you mean?" Gu Fenghua's mind was filled with Mo Qingqiu's notes. He didn't have the time to think about it, so he just asked subconsciously.

"It's nothing, you should study it carefully. Also, if there is a chance to fight with Lord Jun next time, you still must not hold back. That is the most basic respect for a strong man.

Besides, Your Majesty entrusted you with such a precious note. If you can't let him see your improvement in understanding, wouldn't it be a failure of his hard work? Ye Yunji said solemnly.

"Yes, I remember." Gu Fenghua nodded vigorously, not noticing the evil smile behind Ye Yunji's solemn expression.

Fortunately, Lord Mo didn't hear Ye Yunji's serious words, otherwise the idea that he had just changed would probably have to change again in a 180-degree turn.

The courtyard was quiet except for the occasional rustle of pages being turned.

Unconsciously, the sky darkened, and the bright moonlight fell on the earth. Gu Fenghua and the others looked at the letters and were completely unaware. It wasn't until dark clouds began to rise in the middle of the night, blocking the moonlight, that they finally realized what they were doing, put away their letters and went back to their rooms to rest.

But just as a hint of fish white appeared on the horizon, Gu Fenghua's figure appeared in the yard again. She held the sword in both hands and concentrated for a long time, then slowly slashed out with the sword, then sheathed the sword, concentrated, and slowly slashed out with the sword, then sheathed the sword again, concentrated, and slowly slashed out with the sword, and so on.

What she was practicing at this time was the sixth sword of the Eight Swords of Guiyuan - one sword to cut off the great wilderness!