Bai Feiyue turns her head to one side. She suddenly thinks of Longyu and Fangqian Yan.

    After a pause, her voice seemed to come from afar

    "In fact, everyone is compassionate, but almost no one will do anything for you because they sympathize with you. Most of the time, they are the only ones who can help themselves."

    Yan Hongjie was stunned.

    Bai Feiyue added: "if the truth is as you said, then, I think Mu Zixin''s mother probably did not die naturally."

    Yan Hongjie''s eyebrows and eyes curved and his smile grew stronger: "how can I see it?"

    Bai Feiyue looks at the dazzling woman on the stage, with a smile on her lips.

    "Why do you think a woman like her want to go back to Mu''s home? Is it greedy for the property of the Mu family? "

    "Perhaps to avenge myself?"

    Avenge yourself? At the beginning, when she was wounded all over by Yu Qianxun, she was still thinking, if only she was persecuted by him, would she hate him like that? Must he suffer for life? Bai Feiyue thought, she won''t.

    "If it''s just to avenge herself and directly kill the stepmother with her martial arts, you can see her style now. Obviously, she doesn''t want to kill them immediately. It seems that she has some purpose."

    Yan Hongjie nodded slightly: "there is some truth."

    Bai Feiyue looked at him again: "come on, how did she begin to compete for marriage?"

    "Oh, that''s the main reason why her father doesn''t like her. In order to show her guilt, after Mu Zixin came back to her house, she tried every means to make up for her. She even introduced her to someone some time ago. After all, Mu Zixin was 20 years old. "

    "The object is the collateral descendants of Jingan marquis in the capital. Even Mu Suyan is very satisfied, but he can''t think of it..." Yan Hongjie tut tut several times. "This is mu Zixin. She directly blinds people''s eyes, and rightfully says that his eyes make her very uncomfortable."

    Bai Feiyue''s lips are right for her, but the water behind her is not shallow.

    "Mu Suyan was so angry that he fainted, but he couldn''t help it. He couldn''t beat and scold his daughter, but mu Zixin also consciously recommended herself for a martial arts contest, saying that if anyone could win her, she would marry anyone, and she would never go back."

    After thinking about it, Bai Feiyue suddenly felt strange.

    She looked at Yan Hongjie: "how do you know all these things?"

    Yan Hongjie shrugged: "it''s all spread among the people. I went out for a walk this morning. It''s hard to know. I think we''re lucky to run into this play."

    Bai Feiyue is noncommittal. Whether it is good luck or bad luck remains to be proved.

    Thinking about it, Mu Zixin has been sitting on the top of the challenge arena for a long time. After fighting for more than half a day, there is no one on the stage now. Many people see this, and the challenge arena becomes spacious.

    Bai Feiyue''s eyes flashed and suddenly said, "let''s go, too."

    "What? This woman can''t get into your eyes? I''m not going to leave your brother? "

    In fact, in Yan Hongjie''s heart, he still hopes that Bai Feiyue can abandon Qiu Wuyan and fly with him.

    Bai Feiyue shook her head: "Mu Zixin is not simple. There must be a force behind her. We don''t have much time to spend here."

    For mu Zixin, Bai Feiyue appreciates it from the bottom of her heart, but there are so many mysteries in her body that she is very upset. For example, why did Mu Zixin fall from the cliff but not die? Who saved her and taught her martial arts? What can a five-year-old know? How can you know that you are framed to leave home and fall off a cliff? Her hatred is very strong, strong to the bottom of her eyes. This kind of emotion must have been instilled into her since childhood. Why did that person do it? He led Mu Zixin back to revenge, for what?

    These endless problems give Bai Feiyue a headache. The only solution is to stay away from the time bomb as far as possible.

    But ideal is plump, reality is bony.

    When Bai Feiyue heard her brother''s voice, she felt an impulse to strangle him at that moment

    "In the boundless Xiaqiu, please teach me!"

    Qiu Wuyan flies down from the second floor of the teahouse. His posture is outstanding and his resolute face is eye-catching, especially his deep pupils, which are like a bottomless hole. He can''t get out any more.

    Mu Zixin has been paying attention to this man for a long time. With her warrior''s first instinct, she knows that she can''t beat him. She saw that he hadn''t moved all the time. She thought he wouldn''t come down. She was just glad to come. She really didn''t want to do anything.

    Yan Hongjie was obviously very satisfied with Qiu Wuyan''s performance, and his face was almost full of laughter.

    "Brother Qiu, can''t help it?"

    Bai Feiyue locks her brows. She knows Qiu Wuyang very well. She can see from her eyes at the moment that Qiu Wuyang doesn''t just go up to play. And he can wait so long to make a move, I think his heart is after a struggle.

    Thinking of this, Bai Feiyue is a little annoyed. Why did she want to avoid Qiu Wuyan just now? If she went upstairs earlier

    Qiu Wuyin is not stupid, but he is not very smart. Bai Feiyue doesn''t know whether he has considered the problems he worries about. If he hasn''t, what will he do? If he has thought about it, what will she do?

    If she goes up now to stop Qiu Wuyang

    Yan Hongjie saw what she was thinking and said softly:

    "Don''t beat the grass to scare the snake. Maybe brother Wuyan can''t beat the muzixin?"

    "No way. If he loses, it only means that he did it on purpose."

    Qiu Wuyan is very gifted in martial arts. When he was still in Jianwu villa, the old villa owner thought highly of him because of his talent. He even wanted to marry his only daughter to him, but he didn''t expect

    Thinking of this, Bai Feiyue bit her lips, and her mind was even less about stopping Qiu Wuyang. She has delayed Qiu Wuyang for too long. If Qiu really takes a fancy to Mu Zixin, she should do her best.

    In the brain chaos like cloud, on the shoulder actually suddenly many a weight.

    Bai Feiyue''s eyes turned out to be a small bag.

    Xiaobao chattered to Bai Feiyue. Bai Feiyue touched his head and said in a soft voice: "I''ve been here for some time. I don''t want to go upstairs, so I''ve been watching downstairs. It''s just..." Bai Feiyue looked at the challenge arena. "I just didn''t expect that my elder brother came on stage."

    Xiao Bao blinked and looked at her for a while, then began to chatter again. She pointed to Qiu Wuyang, her own head, Bai Feiyue and Mu Zixin.

    Yan Hongjie is confused by his series of actions, but Bai Feiyue smiles.

    "What did little bag say?"

    "He said that my elder brother thought about me for a long time, but he couldn''t help but want to challenge Mu Zixin."

    "So, does he really like Mu Zixin?"

    "Take a look first."

    Maybe it''s just curiosity, maybe it''s just the warrior''s aggressive heart, or maybe he''s really moved.

    Today, Qiu Wuyin wore a black dress. The edge of the dress was sewn with gold thread and glittered in the sunshine. His purple gray belt was tied around his waist. A blue jade pendant was hanging on his left. The red tassel swayed gently with his action. He just stood like that, with a smile of light wind and cloud on his lips, but his brown pupils were too deep to look directly at.

    Mu Zixin stood opposite to him. After biting her teeth, she lifted the sword on the ground with her feet. Her hand firmly grasped the soft sword, and then began to attack fiercely.

    Before, if the champion had no weapons, Mu Zixin would never use a sword, but at this moment, she didn''t care what she had or didn''t have. Let''s beat this man away first!

    In Qiu Wuyan''s opinion, whether she has a sword or not makes no difference to him.

    Mu Zixin came with his sword. A strong wind swept by, and the hill was as stable as Mount Tai. But when Mu Zixin''s sword was about to stab him, he suddenly moved.

    His body is like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he has moved to the right of Mu Zixin.

    Mu Zixin''s heart stopped suddenly, breathing, she quickly turned the edge of the sword and swept the sword to the right.

    It''s no use. No matter how she moves, Qiu Wuyang always avoids her attack with his unpredictable position.

    However, after ten moves, Mu Zixin''s heart was a little restless.

    She dropped her sword and went forward to fight with her bare hands.

    Qiu Wuyang''s lips hook. Facing Mu Zixin''s fists, he has no fear. Instead, he spreads his big hand to wrap her fists tightly. After retreating a few minutes, he suddenly uses his inertia to hold Mu Zixin in his arms.

    Mu Zi core angry, subconsciously Yang Sheng way: "let me go!"

    Qiu Wuyan picked his eyebrows and held them even tighter: "girl, do you admit defeat?"

    Mu Zixin pursed her lips and didn''t speak. She just raised her right foot and stepped on Qiu Wuyang''s foot.

    Qiu Wuyin takes a breath. Mu Zixin opens his mouth again and bites his arm hard. Then his right elbow falls back heavily. Qiu Wuyin subconsciously steps back. Mu Zixin takes the opportunity to push him to the corner of the challenge arena.

    Qiu Wuyin lifted his sleeve and looked at the arm with tooth marks on his eyes. He looked at Mu Zixin with a smile.

    "Miss mu, your zodiac is a dog?"

    Mu Zixin snorted coldly, rolled up his sword again, and went to him with great speed.

    As soon as Qiu Wuyang''s figure slipped, he put Mu Zixin''s slender waist around his sword.

    Mu Zixin''s face was a little black. Her left hand grasped Qiu Wuyang''s front, then quickly turned Jianfeng and cut him at the neck.

    But Qiu Wuyan didn''t let her succeed. He took her right wrist in his big hand, and with a strong clasp, Mu Zixin''s sword would crash to the ground.

    Mu Zixin was surprised. Before she could react, she was hugged by him again.

    Her back against his hot body, she can even feel his heartbeat.

    His left hand clasps her right hand, his right hand clasps her left hand, thus controlling her in front of him.