Defying the sky

Chapter 109 Finals Begin

"Have you decided?" Seeing Han Fengxue's agitated facial muscles, and the blue veins and green lines struggling to get out, Aunt Bing asked a little bit unbearably. Although she was more worried than Han Fengxue, she was full of blood. Young people always have to be impulsive when dealing with problems.

Han Fengxue firmly lowered her forehead, "I must go."

"Hey!" Aunt Bing sighed, looking a little lonely. Not only did her daughter's whereabouts disappear overnight, but even the piano competition that had been carefully prepared for ten years also disappeared. How much the game paid.

Although the other eight people except Han Fengxue and Bing Xinyun stood out from the competition, in fact, most of the people in that competition were found one by one by Aunt Bing after many years of visits, and Gu Han was also one of them. one of.

"Go!" Aunt Bing seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, with indescribable vicissitudes on Aunt Bing's face.

Gu Han beside "Aunt Bing" said anxiously, if Han Fengxue left, he would be the only one left, and the honor of the Blazing Empire would basically be given up.

Aunt Bing and Han Fengxue glanced at him indifferently, but said nothing.Han Fengxue bowed to Aunt Bing and said, "Aunt Bing, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"Go quickly, Xuefeng, you are also for Xinyun, she is also my daughter, we must find her."

"En!" Han Fengxue nodded, and resolutely stepped back.

But at this moment, Han Fengxue froze in place, and then rushed forward in ecstasy: "Xin Yun!" He was so excited that he got carried away for a moment, and hugged Bing Xinyun's weak body fiercely.

"Xinyun!" Seeing this, Aunt Bing ran over in ecstasy.

Bing Xinyun put her head on Han Fengxue's shoulder, smiled at Aunt Bing, her little face was flushed with shame, she was really lovely.

"Cough cough!" Aunt Bing coughed twice, and Han Fengxue finally came to her senses. Noticing her gaffe, she quickly let go of Bing Xinyun's arms, and stood there brightly, like a child who made a mistake. .

"Xin Yun, are you alright?" Han Fengxue looked at Bing Xinyun, who was so red up to her ears, and asked worriedly.

"Xinyun, what happened yesterday." Aunt Bing also stepped forward and asked anxiously.

Bing Xinyun looked at Han Fengxue, then at Aunt Bing, her heart warmed, and said evasively: "It's nothing, I just wanted to play for a while, didn't I come back, mother, Xuefeng, the finals are about to start, you guys go quickly."

"What exactly happened?" Han Fengxue's tone was firm, there was no room for delay, he had to know who was against Bing Xinyun.

Aunt Bing also looked at Bing Xinyun with a serious face, it is impossible to let her just muddle along like this.

Bing Xinyun knew that she couldn't hide it, so she said softly: "I was arrested, but I was rescued later."

"Who?" Han Fengxue and Aunt Bing asked at the same time.

"We have met him before. He is Wei Zhong, a contestant from the Sword God Empire who has reached the Marrow Realm." Bing Xinyun said, his face was pale, and his small mouth curled up and down, as if he was about to cry: "He Think, he wants to treat me" Bing Xinyun couldn't go on any longer, threw herself on Han Fengxue and cried bitterly.

"Boom!" The anger in Han Fengxue's heart spewed upwards rapidly, and he tried his best to restrain the impulse. He could clearly feel the trembling in Bing Xinyun's heart. The fear could no longer be concealed. When she entered the arena, in order not to affect the Han Fengxue's emotions, she actually suppressed the fear in her heart, and did not show it.

Han Fengxue deeply felt Bing Xinyun's love for him, and his arms around Bing Xinyun became tighter. This woman is worth cherishing in his life. He had never had such a relationship with Yuan Mengyao before. This feeling does not need to last forever, does not need each other, a simple smile, an inadvertent expression of emotion, but it binds the hearts of the two of them together.

"Cough!" Aunt Bing coughed, pretending to be displeased and said, "You treat me like air." To be honest, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. In front of her, her daughter compared Han Fengxue Treating her well, she cried in her heart: "The female university will not be allowed to stay!"

Han Fengxue and Bing Xinyun separated embarrassingly.

"Xin Yun, who is the person who saved you?" Han Fengxue asked.

Hearing Han Fengxue's words, Bing Xinyun thought about it, and shook his head blankly: "I don't know, they are all wrapped in black robes, in the dark night, they are like ghosts, and they are all very powerful. Horrible, but fortunately they arrived in time. Moreover, they could have killed Wei Zhong, but they didn't. After saving me, they put me in a fairly comfortable room and didn't release me until not long ago. During this period, they didn't say a word, they just stood in front of the door, as if they were protecting me or watching me. On the way to send me back, I also asked them, but they said you will understand."

"It's them." Han Fengxue understood in an instant, only the people in the Dream Building fit what Bing Xinyun described, but Han Fengxue didn't understand why they did this, first invited himself to join, and then gave him a day Great favor, all of this is a mystery, and what is even more frightening is that they have already figured out themselves, even if Bing Xinyun was arrested, they could rescue Bing Xinyun immediately. Obviously, Bing Xinyun has already been targeted, and It is very likely that he himself has been under surveillance.Thinking of this, cold sweat dripped from Han Fengxue's back.

"What kind of terrorist organization is that?" They kept Wei Zhong, apparently to give themselves a chance to take revenge with their own hands.

At this moment, a loud voice sounded, His Majesty the Emperor was talking on the stage, and the final was about to begin.

"Let's compete first, Aunt Bing."

"Yeah." Aunt Bing nodded, seeing the change in Han Fengxue's eyes, she also understood a little bit, Han Fengxue must know something inside, but since Han Fengxue didn't want to tell, of course she wouldn't go In short, my daughter is saved, and the game can go on normally.

The Imperial Capital, Ziyuan District, this is where the nobles of the Imperial Capital live.In one of the luxurious courtyards, an old man was leaning against the window, and behind him, a middle-aged man stood there respectfully without making a sound.

The old man turned around slowly, and what caught his eyes was snow-white. His hair, beard, and eyebrows were like snowflakes, crystal clear, and he was the old man of Dream Building. Perhaps no one could have imagined that the mysterious organization that always hides its head and shows its tail Dream Building, unexpectedly stayed in the most prosperous aristocratic area of ​​the imperial capital.

"Has the matter been settled?" Shui Lao's calm tone contained a hint of majesty, which made people dare not disobey.

"Sage, it's done."

"En." Shui Lao nodded casually, and said gently: "Follow the changed plan."

"Yes, Saint, but there is one thing I don't know about my subordinates." The middle-aged man behind him responded, if someone could see the strength of the middle-aged man, he would be astonished. Because, this is equivalent to the strength of the skill master level.

"Say." Shui Lao said concisely.

"Holy One, my subordinates don't understand why the whole plan should be changed because of a middle-ranked Wu Zong boy, and why they pay so much attention to him."

"Zuo Song, you have been with me for 30 years."

"Yes, Shui Lao, I have been with you for 30 years and six months." Zuo Song's title also changed slightly, making him appear closer.

"In 30 years, you have raised your strength from scratch to the high level of Wu Zong. In the organization, you are very remarkable."

"In order to be able to repay Shui Lao's kindness, my subordinates have been cultivating painstakingly. In the organization, there are not many people who have been promoted so quickly." Although Zuo Song didn't know what Shui Lao meant, he still replied respectfully.

"Compared to 30 years of cultivation to the high level of Wu Zong, compared with four years of starting from scratch and raising the strength to the middle level of Wu Zong, which one is stronger and weaker, you can compare yourself." When Shui Lao spoke, Han Fengxue appeared in his eyes. The figure showed a hint of appreciation.

"Shui Lao, what do you mean, he has only practiced for four years?" Zuo Song said in shock. In his opinion, this is simply impossible.

Shui Lao didn't answer, inexplicably appeared a few files in his hand, handed them to Zuo Song, Zuo Song took it, read it carefully, his expression became more and more exciting, if Han Fengxue saw the content on the paper, If you don't, I'm afraid he will have trouble sleeping and eating, because it actually records his experience of more than ten years.

After reading everything, Zuo Song handed the file back to Shui Lao, and said respectfully: "I understand."

In the piano art competition field, on the central high platform, ten finalists have already stepped onto the stage, and the thunderous palms lasted for a long time.

When Han Fengxue stepped onto the stage, she fixed her eyes on Wei Zhong, a young man in the direction of the Sword God Empire, with murderous intent in her eyes.

Wei Zhong seemed to be aware of it, and when his eyes turned, a sharp cold light shot like a blade, which caused a brief pain in his eyes. All the killing intent was concentrated on him alone, and Wei Zhong felt his whole body It was cold, and there was a trace of coldness in his bones. Under Han Fengxue's undisguised murderous intent like a ghost from hell, he felt that he was covered in clothes and was about to accept the coming of death.

"How could he have such a powerful murderous aura." Wei Zhong was surprised in his heart. In his opinion, Han Fengxue was just an ordinary violinist, far inferior to him, and his strength would not be so strong. The person in the house actually hooked up with the beautiful Bing Xinyun, which made him very unhappy, it was like a flower stuck in cow dung.

However, the surprise only lasted for a moment. Even if Han Fengxue was strong, so what, he had no proof, and would never dare to do anything to himself who came to participate in the Four Kingdoms Qin Art Competition, not to mention, Jian Ao beside him was not a vegetarian the Lord.Although the relationship between him and himself is not very good, after all, he is also a member of the Sword God Empire. In front of outsiders, I believe that he, who has always protected his weaknesses, will definitely help him.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhong suppressed his fear, and looked at Han Fengxue calmly.

(End of this chapter)