My practice narration is weird

What is Luo Qinghan laughing at?

This woman, who always looks aloof and cold, rarely smiles.

But now...

There is no way, Ye Wuyou and Luo Yue are too funny.

If Ye Wuyou's behavior is still within her expectations, Luo Qinghan finds it a bit funny that Luo Yue is imitating others.

She doesn't like Ye Wuyou or Luo Yue.

She is obviously the child of the clan, and now she has inherited the huge Luo family, but she has not implemented the system of splitting the family and the clan, and is no longer the same family as before.

This point made Luo Qinghan change her mind a little.

But every time they meet, the other party has a dead face.

It's not about the face, but the feeling of Luo Yue as a whole person.

How to describe her best?

It's not just her body that is dead silent, but also her mind.

Like a dead and yellowed rattan, but still young, it gave up hope without pursuing life, and then looked like an old man who claimed to have handled everything.

A woman like Luo Qinghan would not understand Luo Yue, but it did not prevent her...

When she saw Luo Yue like that, she felt disgusted inexplicably.

But now, this little girl with the same surname as her was no longer so dead, but had more human emotions, like a dead tree coming back to life.

Luo Yue made a not-so-good-looking face.

This scene made Luo Qinghan feel a little relieved for some reason.

So she smiled.

The smile was restrained in an instant, and Luo Qinghan could feel the gaze of his master.

Something was wrong.

"Qinghan." The old woman said softly.

"Master, what's wrong?" Luo Qinghan lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little puzzled.

The old woman just stared at him for a few seconds, then asked with a faint smile.

"Qinghan, with your strength, how is your strength compared to Ye Wuyou?"

Luo Qinghan was silent for a moment, and responded calmly.

"Ten moves to win."

"What about full strength?"

"Three moves." Luo Qinghan said lightly.

So, under Luo Qinghan's gaze, the old woman turned around again and spoke hoarsely to the surroundings.

"Everyone, the Five Elements Sect's vote at the beginning was not abstention, but opposition."

Lu Chen looked a little surprised, but he didn't say anything after all. He just looked at the other party with a sidelong look and frowned secretly.

"That day, it was just my disciple who took the initiative to change the decision of this sect master, and this sect master will correct this matter today. As for the future, this sect master will also send apology gifts to each family."

"This sect master's vote was against it. Three families opposed it. There shouldn't be this farce today, but since it has happened, it's better to postpone it like this, but this sect master's attitude will not change."

She no longer called herself the old body, but the sect master of the Five Elements Sect.

"Ye Wuyou, this sect master will give you a chance. Since Ji Wuye is dead and Ding Wang is unable to fight again, I will not bully the weak. Since it is a martial arts performance, how about you fight with my disciple?"

"If you win, then this sect master will no longer have any objections, and even speak for Dayan, how about that?"

The old woman's words were accompanied by a smile.

Luo Qinghan was silent for a long time at this moment, and finally slowly raised his eyes and looked at his master with an incomprehensible puzzlement in his eyes.

"Master, it wasn't..."

The words were interrupted abruptly.

The black-haired old woman said coldly.

"Qinghan, have you forgotten what I told you that night before?"

Luo Qinghan no longer participated in any decision of the Five Elements Sect.

She was silent.

The old woman smiled, as if she had achieved some purpose.

People like others to follow their decisions.

An obedient disciple is a good disciple.

The old woman did not look at Qinghan again, but looked at Ye Wuyou who was thinking in front of her, and asked again.

"How?"

Ye Wuyou was thinking, but in fact he was using Tianyan to calculate.

The black man kowtowed repeatedly in his palm.

Who will win if Luo Qinghan and I fight?

Tianyan cannot calculate the changes brought by weirdness.

So far, after twenty-three deductions, Ye Wuyou lost twenty-three times when neither side used weirdness.

Even if weirdness was used...

Luo Qinghan has [No Lower Limit], but I don't have Space Slash...

I don't have the time to make my own deductions 14 million times.

Let's change the question.

Luo Qinghan, how did you lose?

Huh...

Ye Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief, then moved his palm and put away Tianyan.

"Don't agree to her... You are injured all over now, and there is no way you can beat her. If you want to fight, I will do it." Luo Yue said with some worry in her words, frowning.

Ye Wuyou just patted Luo Yue's head, with a smile in his eyes, and glanced at Fang Ning and Zhou Xuanyuan not far away.

Luo Yue was silent immediately. She was not a Great Yan person and could not represent all this.

But... I can just marry him.

Luo Yue's face flushed slightly, and she wanted to speak in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

"Okay." Ye Wuyou agreed.

Luo Yue was stunned, thinking that she hadn't said it yet, and she agreed?

But she immediately realized that Ye Wuyou's response didn't seem to be about her.

"Okay."

"In that case, let's continue the martial arts performance."

Hearing this answer, the old woman in black robe smiled indifferently, then turned and stepped away, leaving the platform to the two.

But when she passed by Luo Qinghan, she paused slightly and said indifferently.

"Qinghan, you won't lose."

Luo Qinghan's eyes were silent, but the frost on his face became thicker and thicker, and he spoke calmly after a long time.

"Won't."

The old woman in black robe smiled and then walked forward.

Luo Qinghan, on the other hand, looked cold and indifferent at the moment as he stepped out.

The two bodies were passing each other like this at this moment, moving in different directions.

Ye Wuyou was at the other end of the platform at the moment. He had just sent Luo Yue to Lu Chen, and waved to Luo Yue, who was full of worry, with a smile in his eyes.

Then, Ye Wuyou picked up the long knife that was stained with blood, held it in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and took Ji Wuye's body off the platform and placed it aside.

Luo Qinghan just glanced at the other party, and then didn't pay attention to Ye Wuyou's movements.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the azure sky.

She ignored everything in the field.

Luo Qinghan's posture was tall and straight, his expression was aloof, his eyes were filled with cold frost, and the corners of his skirt were fluttering in the wind.

She actually understands everything.

The master is not targeting Ye Wuyou, not Luo Yue, not Dayan.

But her.

Master is actually very good to me.

But she went against some of Master's wishes.

Even if it's your own idea.

So Master is angry.

But she felt it was still a bit ridiculous.

"Qinghan, you won't lose, right?"

How ridiculous this sentence is.

Do you think you will feel pity and let go?

When Ye Wuyou calmed down everything in the field and stood in front.

Luo Qinghan's eyes slowly lowered, staring at each other, with only indifference and cold frost remaining in his eyes.

That kind of gaze is almost pure, without a trace of emotional ups and downs.

Of course Qinghan will not lose.

Cold and invincible!

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Ye Wuyou's figure fell from the sky like a meteor. A huge force hit him and threw him heavily to the ground. The solid platform then shattered into a crater of about ten feet.

The hand holding the handle of the knife tightly, the tiger's mouth was already broken at this moment.

Ye Wuyou gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up from the depression, wiped away the black blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and then stared at the female figure in the sky.

"You can also use a sword." Ye Wuyou grinned.

There were faint ice crystals floating in the air, Luo Qinghan's green silk hair fluttered like snow, her clothes danced with the wind, and in her jade hand, she held an ice crystal sword made of frost.

Even at close range, Luo Qinghan still suppressed Ye Wuyou with his purest martial arts.

From the time when the two sides fought to when Ye Wuyou was cut down with a sword, it only took three moves.

Everything is fleeting.

Two illusory ghost hands appeared beside Luo Qinghan, who remained motionless.

The ghost's hands were covered with ice crystals, condensing with frost.

Even [No Lower Limit] has not been touched.

Through the previous brief cooperation, Luo Qinghan already knew everything about [Ghost].

In other words, she knew all Ye Wuyou's methods very well.

Luo Qinghan lowered his eyes and looked down at Ye Wuyou. He said nothing, but the meaning in his eyes was clearly conveyed.

Throw in the towel.

The latter just stretched out his hand towards her, gave a thumbs up stubbornly, and then slowly turned over and fell down.

Luo Qinghan turned a blind eye. She knew that a guy like Ye Wuyou who dared to rant about the Seventh Realm was a tough talker.

If Ye Wuyou gave in like this, it would disappoint her.

Then she stepped forward lightly, raised her sword and flew forward.

The ice crystal sword in his hand condensed with frost, and Qi blossomed.

The energy turned into ice, and then condensed into a sharp blade. A huge cyclone emerged from the sword's edge, destroying everything like a whirlpool.

This sword is like a sword that raises wind and thunder.

Ye Wuyou's eyes paused for a moment, then he gritted his teeth, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his slender fingers. Blood spilled from his fingertips, and he slashed out along the majestic Qi machine.

This sword also caused wind and thunder.

When two huge vortexes suddenly collided together, the ice crystal vortex that had condensed into substance destroyed the other one bit by bit.

Whether it was realm, the quality of Qi, or the changes and control of Qi, Luo Qinghan was much better than Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou continued to squeeze out the last bit of energy and exerted force on his toes, but his figure still couldn't stop retreating bit by bit under the huge pressure.

And this moment.

In the midst of the wind and thunder caused by the two swords.

The storm is coming again!

The third sword caused wind and thunder!

The huge Qi machine swept through everything, and the sword became sharper than the wind and thunder, with the roaring sound of wind and thunder, suppressing everything.

The two whirlpools of energy that were constantly colliding suddenly became silent, and then collapsed like a torrent.

Ye Wuyou's figure and Luo Qinghan both swept away from each other amid the roaring and explosion sounds.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that Luo Qinghan still has no damage on his body, his breath is calm, his footsteps are lightly stepping on the void, and his expression is indifferent with a little doubt.

Ye Wuyou was in a state of embarrassment. At this moment, he could only stand with his sword in hand to steady his body.

Large and small ice crystals caused fine wounds on his body, causing blood to flow out.

There is Qi attached to it, and even with the talent [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood], the recovery is extremely slow.

Does the third sword raise wind and thunder...

Ye Wuyou looked at the gradually dispersing smoke and dust in front of him, and Luo Qinghan's eyes were also looking forward at this moment.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Luo Qinghan's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a faint wave of unprecedented waves in those cold and aloof eyes.

The woman was dressed in white, with two swords on her back, and at this moment she only held one of the long swords in her hand.

She raised her eyes, and her calm and clear eyes looked at Luo Qinghan in the sky.

Luo Qinghan's eyes were startled, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to speak.

He saw that the other party had quickly run to Ye Wuyou's side, put down the sword in his hand, and supported the man's body with both hands, with a deep concern and worry in his eyes.

Crack.

The sound of something breaking came.

The ice crystal sword fell out of her hand and fell on the platform. The hard ice crystal was so fragile that it shattered.

The woman's calm voice came from the air.

"I lost."

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Volume 6 - "Picking Wei"

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