"Snort, this monk has some ability. Jiang Lin leaned back, her posture was lazy, her hand touched the white wolf without a match, the ridicule on her face was a little less, and her squinted eyes covered her emotions.

"He has a problem. Gu Xizhan sat up straight, her spine supporting her like a sharp sword, surrounded by a faint battle intent, she turned her head and reminded Jiang Lin, "If you run into it, be careful." ”

"Got it. Jiang Lin waved her hand, she looked at the sun that was a little westerly, and asked casually, "Xiao Zhanzhan, what are your numbers?"

"Twenty. Gu Xizhan watched two more people jump on the Jindan stage of the martial arts competition, and they took out a small ball at the same time and handed it to the referee, the small ball was written "Eleven", and his voice was calm, "I'm afraid it won't be my turn today." ”

"It doesn't matter if it's not your turn, tomorrow will be sooner than the end, and I will have a lot of rest and rest to prepare for the second game. ”

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The result was as expected by the two, although there were those who fought as quickly as Jiang Lin and Jingxi, but more often than not, the two were on equal footing, and the winner was decided after a hard fight. In this way, the speed is slow, and it is not until the old man reappears that it is comparable to seventeen games.

"Bell-", the thick bell echoed throughout Yancheng, and the nine competitions on the stage had all ended, and it seemed a little lonely in the dusk.

The nine referees saluted the old man and went down.

"Today's competition has ended, and it will continue tomorrow, and if you are a moment late, you will be disqualified, I hope you are aware. ”

Jiang Lin moved his body for a moment, "Those people's competitions, I'm afraid they will all be tomorrow." ”

"I don't know if I ran into it. There are not many games to watch today, and it seems that there are many who have the ability to win the championship tomorrow.

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Yao Zhang is a loose cultivator, the three spiritual roots of gold, wood and water, not good or bad, almost two hundred years old foundation building consummation, not up or down.

In order to survive, talismans, alchemy, and refining tools are all a little bit of a thing, and it's just a little bit, if you say that you are particularly talented, you really don't have it, only a little bit of it, can you barely exchange it for the resources needed for cultivation.

If there is anything special about it, it is probably that he has a brother Fang Men who still calls him "big brother" in the early days of Jindan, and he likes to go to the restaurant to burn a pot of wine, eat peanuts, and listen to the monk's chatter leisurely.

Comfortable like an old man enjoying his old age, not a monk who fights with the heavens.

On this day, the three-finger-wide crescent moon had just hung on the treetops, Yao Zhang took the square door and slowly shook towards the restaurant, and the tall man also had a loud voice, "Big brother, let's go faster, there must be a lot of interesting things today!"

The short and thin old man was still unhurried, "What do I usually tell you?" ”

"Hehe," the man touched his head embarrassedly, and his steps slowed down, "I forgot about it for a while." ”

Yao Zhang shook his head, just growing muscles but not brains, how could this temperament not be changed, if he didn't watch, sooner or later something would happen.

No matter how slow it was, the two of them finally walked to the door of the restaurant when the crescent moon climbed to the treeside, Fang Men finally couldn't help it, and ran in with a roar, and his loud voice could be heard at the door, "Three altars of a thousand days drunk and a stack of peanuts!"

Yao Zhang's footsteps remained the same, he was left behind, and before he could enter the door, he was stopped by a person, "Can you invite a Taoist friend to ......", the voice of the person who came was hoarse, and the tone had a strange rhythm, "Drink a pot?"

Yao Zhang had stopped, he quietly looked at the person in front of him, his brows were slightly locked - a wide black robe covered him tightly, with a jade-white mask on his face, no nose and no eyes, not a trace of skin was exposed, he could only see that he was extremely tall, not much better than his stupid big brother.

And this person's temperament is very special, even if he doesn't do anything, just standing anywhere gives him a sense of pressure that cannot be ignored.

Ask him for a pot? Why? And why?

"Big brother!", the big man rushed out again, happily preparing to invite credit, but when he saw the man in black, his face changed suddenly, "Who are you? Why did you stop my eldest brother?", and he was about to dig out the guy with a fierce attitude.

This stupid big guy...... Yao Zhang was a little weak, the seriousness on his face was almost unbearable, he just wanted to speak, but saw the man in black move, avoiding the eyes of others, and slowly unmasked.

He is...... Yao Zhang's eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately cleaned up his expression, and smiled slowly: "Fang Men is rude, this fellow Daoist, he just wants to invite us to a pot of wine." ”

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Fang Men sat on the chair, feeling that the current situation was very strange, they were sitting near the corner, he and the eldest brother sat on one side, the man in black sat on the other side, their table and the ground around them were full of large and small wine jars, and there was a large pot of fragrant peanuts in front of his eldest brother.

Yao Zhang ate a peanut and took a sip of wine, very leisurely, while the man in black didn't touch the wine glass from beginning to end, but he could feel that he was sitting straight through the black robe.

Why doesn't this man drink? He still pays for the wine. Fang Men scratched his head, and for some reason, he shifted his attention and listened attentively to the other monks' small talk.

"Have you heard? It is said that Zhang Jian of the Imperial Beast Sect and Zhao Sheng of the Ten Thousand Methods Sect killed each other on the martial arts platform today. ”

"Eh, what's going on, tell me about it. ”

"I know I know, I watched that scene, tsk tsk, beckoning blood, and finally both of them were carried down, and I don't know what kind of hatred these two people have. ”

I heard that it was for the sake of the beauty that the two decided to compete at the small meeting. ”

As soon as they heard the peachy news, everyone became excited, urging the man to make it clear. The insider's face was proud, he sucked a sip of wine, and fished everyone's appetite, but he refused to say.

With a flexible brain, he beckoned the waiter to ask for the altar wine, and put it in front of the insider, and then he began to continue, "This matter starts from more than ten years ago......

Fang Men's interest is lacking, compared to these feelings and loves, he still wants to hear how powerful and chic the geniuses of all parties are, but there is no one in the restaurant to talk about the scene of the small meeting.

What can be done in a duel? Whoever wins the beauty must like whom? Fang Men couldn't understand this at all, and in his opinion, it was all useless.

He picked up the wine jar and was just about to fill it for himself, but the man in black opposite suddenly stood up.

Without saying a word, he turned and left.

Fang Men was stunned, hurriedly put down the wine jar, and said, "Alas, Daoyou ......", but was slapped in the face, "What's wrong with the eldest brother?

Yao Zhang shook his head, "No need. He rubbed the storage bag in his hand from nowhere, carefully put it away, and patted Fang Men's shoulder, which made the man crooked.

"Menzi, you and I have an opportunity. ”

"Serendipity ?", the strong man repeated stupidly.

"What a chance!", that one, what a wonderful man.

The old man squinted, he couldn't tell whether he was emotional or excited, he only knew that he was hopeful!

There was still a lot of noise in the restaurant, but the man in black had long since disappeared.