After hearing Haice's words, several people used their brains to analyze. In fact, there were not many targets of doubt, and they quickly locked on the Wuqing Peak.

But the few people remained silent and no one spoke.

After reading the registration list, Bai Yaoyao and several senior brothers went over to see the battle list.

This time I came here to care about Tao Qing's battle, but the senior brothers were not concerned about Tao Qing's battle. Almost all the focus of the discussion was on Bai Yaoyao's battle.

The luckier was that her first battle was against an outer disciple from the Thirty-six Fu Peaks and the Twelve Peaks. The luckier was that she was actually pulled into the first battle, which was the performance battle of the competition!

Even for an outer disciple, it is not easy for her, a person without spiritual power to compete with the other party.

Although she told several senior brothers that she was willing to fight,... in fact, she was still afraid.

After watching the battle chart, she held a reluctant smile and bid farewell to her senior brothers one by one. She went back to the small wooden house that belonged to her at the foot of Yehuofeng Peak.

Outside the house, it seemed that the cabin was as quiet as usual. She pushed open the yard door, and the yard door creaked. She walked in with her eyelids collapsed and then pushed open the door. Only then did she hear the sound of shady noises in the house.

The sound of the monks is so intense, as if the boys are boundlessly yearning for the vast world of the future, and as if they are successful and fame, they are lazily lying on the bench and looking down at all living beings.

The clouds of hands, the rain of hands, and the fate of the universe is in your hands.

Suddenly, it became quiet again.

The boy seemed tired of these illusory prosperity, and his voice was soft and melodious, like a boy accompanied his beloved woman and was walking by the lake casually.

As she listened, her slightly chaotic mood showed signs of calming down.

She walked in, looked up at the noble and elegant man in black who was blowing the slap.

She was still dressed in that outfit, but today he was a little different from him. She looked for this difference and noticed his eyes. At this moment, the black air in the little fool's eyes seemed to have dissipated.

Seeing her coming back, he smiled slightly at her and nodded slightly. The slap he was blowing did not stop, and there was a smile in his eyes when he looked at her.

She didn't know that he would blow the drum before. She walked to the table, held her cheek and looked at him, and listened quietly to him blow the drum. As she listened, she closed her eyes, immersed in his drum sounds. Her anxious emotions were relieved bit by bit, and the rest was just calm.

Not long after, the sound of the anger stopped, but her intoxication had not stopped. She felt a big hand that made her feel relieved gently stroke her side face. She leaned forward in a daze and rubbed it.

Not long after, she finally realized something was wrong. She immediately opened her eyes and saw that the little fool really touched her face again.

She immediately stumbled and said reproachfully, "Little fool, why do you always touch your hands? You have to know that it is wrong for you to do this, it is very wrong!"

He smiled at the corner of his lips, and was not annoyed, and asked, "Before entering the door, I realized that you were uneasy, but what happened?"

Seeing him asking about his own things, she thought about her name on the registration form, and sighed a little, sat back at the Eight Immortals table, and lay on the table.

Judging from this, she really encountered a difficult situation.

He moved a seat, sat beside her, waiting for her to speak.

Bai Yaoyao said, "I think I might have offended someone in Fanghu."

"Someone bullies you?"

"I don't know if it counts..." Bai Yaoyao said, "Little fool, I am born with a stone vein and cannot practice it. My master Yesheng found out that the Butianyun Ni Dan might be able to cure my stone vein, so he asked the elders to hold a one-level sword competition conference. The top reward for the conference was this Butianyun Ni Dan."

He nodded.

"The only one of my master's subordinates, Tao Qing and I are from the Earth ranks. Originally, my fourth senior brother Tao Qing participated in the competition, and we worked together to help Tao Qing win. But I didn't expect that after I went to the Disciple Peak today, I saw that my name was also hung up... I don't have spiritual power, and I have never fought..."

She sighed again, "What do you think you should do? It will be a competition tomorrow."

"No hurry." He smiled, "You are good at refining alchemy, formation, and talismans. With these three things, even if you don't say you win the competition, you will still be safe..."

His eyes swept through the chains on her wrist.

What's more, the Fengtian Chain has returned to you. If you are really in danger, it will protect its own master.

"Well, what you said makes sense." Thinking of this, Bai Yaoyao took out a lot of yellow paper, took out a talisman pen and Danzhu, "I will make more talismans, maybe I can use them tomorrow!"

He slowly stood up, clearly wearing the clothes she sewed with her hands as before, but at this moment, the rough cloth clothes seemed particularly noble and extraordinary.

He walked around behind her and held her hand holding the talisman pen, "I'll use it tomorrow, I should draw it like this..."

As he said that, he led her hand and gently drew it on the yellow paper.

Behind her, his body fragrance as clean as rain and dew in the spring was very close to her. She felt warm behind her, and his breathing was also warm.

She shook her mind for a moment, and then she felt that the blood in her body seemed to begin to flow to her heart. The fresh heart began to beat vigorously.

She didn't use her spiritual power, he was drawing her with her spiritual power, and she stroked her strokes, flowing in the clouds and water, extremely smooth.

She began to feel panic. She couldn't focus her attention on her pen. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she just felt that her face might be burning badly.

After finishing drawing a talisman, he called her several times before she came back to her senses. In order to hide her embarrassment, she quickly picked up the talisman she had just drawn and looked at.

"This is... a high-level talisman in the sky, a golden talisman?" Bai Yaoyao was extremely surprised. "I once saw Grandpa Lao Shu draw it. Grandpa said that this talisman was very difficult and it was difficult for him to draw it... Why did you succeed in one go?"

"Grandpa Lao Shu?" He held her hand and did not separate, and began to draw the next talisman at will. "Is it an old banyan tree?"

"Do you know my grandfather?" Bai Yaoyao was surprised.

"It's really him." His eyes narrowed slightly. The immortal tree clearly knew about Xiaobai's affairs, but he had never told him for so many years.

Bai Yaoyao looked up at him, "Do you really know my grandpa? Who are you?"

The two were really too close. She raised her head and he just moved his pen forward, so it was a coincidence, or it was a coincidence that her cold cherry lips accidentally touched his face.

At this moment, she was stunned. She opened her round eyes widened. After a while, her face turned red.

It was not difficult for him to notice her reaction, and he chuckled softly.

"Little fool."

She usually calls him a little fool, why did he call her a little fool today?

"Who am I? Well...I am...your man."
Chapter completed!