Sikong Xiao rolled his eyes, pouted, and said, "Today, she came to me with a brain pump and asked me to fix it a little." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Oh?

Sikong Huang glanced at the triumphant little guy beside him, with a smile in his eyes, "If the martial god is a martial lady, her reputation in the Four Kingdoms Academy is not small, and she must be a smart person, and I heard that she has entered the Spirit Cultivation Pavilion, and her cultivation is not weak, how did you repair her?"

Wow! Sister Huang is actually interested in this?

Sikong Xiao raised his head with a wink, and saw the clear eyes reflecting the orange candle flame, less of the usual sharp edge, and more worldly fireworks.

"See what?"

Raising his hand and knocking on his little head looking up at him, Sikong Huang said angrily: "Don't tell me yet, how did you repair Martial God Ruo?"

Not...

Sikong Xiao raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, looked at the person in front of him with some slight grievances, and said: "Although her cultivation is the same as mine, it's a pity that she is a water spirit root, and everything in the world is born and restraining each other, but it's a pity that she has a bad year, but when she touches my Lei Ling root, I gently electrocuted her, and she couldn't move!"

"You..."

A chuckle unconsciously overflowed from his mouth, Sikong Xiao stared at the smile on Sikong Huang's lips that had not disappeared, and sat up from the table, "Yes! That's the expression!"

"What?"

Sikong Huang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Sikong Xiao meant.

"It's this expression, this expression..."

Sikong laughed and muttered like a demon, and suddenly she remembered something, and a kind of excitement suddenly appeared in her eyes, leaned over and put her hands on Sikong Huang's shoulders, and swore word by word: "Sister Huang, you will definitely win the ranking competition of the Four Nations Beauty List this time!"

Sikong Huang pursed his lips and shook his head, seeing Sikong Xiao's hesitant look, he still snorted heavily: "I don't blame you for helping me report the name of this beauty list without permission, but you came to order me?"

"Uh..."

Sikong smiled and patted his head, I couldn't hear anything...

*

Time flies, just two days have passed in the blink of an eye, originally Sikong Xiao still thought that he wanted to help Sister Huang plan well, but he really saw Sikong Huang's preparations, especially the heavy gauze white dance skirt inlaid with Xuanyue stone!

I had to bow honestly and say: I am convinced.

Well, there's one thing you really have to do on your own...

The ranking competition of the Four Nations Beauty List was held on the last day of the sorority, and it can be said that it was an unprecedented event for the Shikoku Academy, and the people present almost crowded the entire street, and in the end, it was the management of the Spiritual Cultivation Society, the Xiuwen Pavilion, and the Xiuwu Hall that worked together to maintain order!

The venue is set up at the intersection of the central avenue of the Shikoku University, a circular high platform is erected, and many tea tables and soft seats are arranged around the high platform, and many people have been seated at the moment, both men and women, although it is a beauty list selection, but after all, there are only ten women who can stand on the stage, and everyone wants to see who the ten women who defeated themselves are...

In a luxury inn next to the arena, Sikong Xiao squatted on the ground with his chin in his hands, staring at the door that had been closed for a long time.

Sister Huang, why hasn't it taken so long to change her clothes...

So boring...

"Sikong Xiao, are you really going to give up the beauty ranking competition?"

The evil spirits in the sea are a little puzzled, it stands to reason that no woman would not like the title of the first beauty, right?

"Not interested. ”

Sikong Xiao turned her head and glanced at the peach blossom who was busy, and then turned her head sharply to stare at the door in front of her, she must be the first to see Sister Huang wearing that dress!

"Really not interested?"

"Didn't I tell you? Sikong Xiao has been interested in two things in his life, the first is to eat, the second is to play, and if she wants to go on stage to be a monkey for others, don't even think about it!"

When the evil spirit heard this, he could not help but be dumbfounded.

At this moment, there was a muffled "crunch", Sikong stood up with a smile, his legs were numb and he almost fell, but a pair of black eyes were still staring at the white embroidered shoes that stepped out of the crack of the door...

"Smiling?"

"Wow! Oh my God, Sister Huang, you're so beautiful..."

*

When night fell, the full moon rose, and the heat of the day was washed away by the cold moonlight, which was comforting, Sikong smiled and walked out of the inn leisurely with a veil, and sat down at random under the high platform.

The ranking tournament has begun, and after a while, a woman stepped onto the stage, although it has passed the Chinese year, but the style is still there, "First, Miss Xianchen." ”

As soon as the words fell, she retreated, Sikong Xiao raised her eyebrows, she really didn't know who participated in this ranking competition, and who was this slender girl? Sikong Xiao was not in a hurry, because there was already a group of fanatical fans on the side who began to shout hard.

"I love you!You're the most beautiful!!"

"Dust girl, I'm here!"

"Dust!Don't stain dust!!"

Sikong Xiao is really a little admired, there are people chasing stars everywhere...

"Hey, fellow Daoist, please ask, who is this delicate girl?"

It seems that there are people like himself, hearing the people next to him ask, Sikong Xiao also pricked up his ears, "Isn't it?! You don't even know the name of Miss Xianchen?

"Wan Fanglou!How could you not know?!"

Hearing this, Sikong Xiao suddenly understood, at this time there was already a pale white shadow on the stage, and at the same time, the noisy crowd in the audience was silent at the same time, Sikong Xiao looked up, it was a delicate beauty, between the eyebrows was more delicate, and only a soft green silk that was ankle-length was quite eye-catching.

Sikong smiled puzzled, in terms of appearance, this woman was not particularly outstanding, and almost all of those women she saw in the Xiuwen Pavilion were more beautiful than her.

"A song of long-term affection for you to talk about. ”

Xian Chen's voice was very thin, and the slightly louder words just now made her cheeks redden.

But soon, she calmed down, looked around and sat down on the ground, reached out and carefully took out a long white cloth bag from her back, Sikong smiled at her with interest, it seemed that she was planning to play the piano.

With a "clang", she plucked the strings.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and it seemed that there was only one person in the world, sitting there quietly, the notes pouring down on the white fingertips, flying into the sky for a while, and then falling suddenly, falling into the abyss.

The expression of surprise stayed on Sikong Smiling Face for a long time, she never thought that in this ancient world, someone could play this kind of music with a guqin with only a few strings!

At this moment, she kind of understood, why Martial God Ruo told herself that day, even if she was not as beautiful as herself, the name of the first beauty was also hers.

She also finally understood why Xianchen could stand on the stage, but the beauties of Xiuwen Pavilion couldn't; at this moment, Sikong Xiao had a lot of respect for this stage, and she also began to be in awe of this so-called ranking competition, because the people who can stand on the stage are not based on their appearance, but on their talent.