Xu Shanshan coldly rejected Ning Bihuan's challenge, "Ning Bihuan, your opponent is us. Don't get it wrong!"

Ning Bihuan pursed his lips noncommittally, got up and looked directly at Qiao Mu, "Okay, after the game, I hope to fight with Mo Gongzi and try my best." ”

Qiao Mu's face was inexplicable: Miss Ning, why are you staring at me? You want to challenge Mo Gongzi, you stare at me and say, I am not Mo Gongzi?

Ning Bihuan was also a little depressed, she didn't come to seek justice for her stupid sister in the first place!

From beginning to end, she was willing to come to this competition for only one purpose: not to let anyone bully her Vientiane Gate, and to tell anyone from the Three Sects and Five Sects that she could not be bullied by Vientiane Gate!

In addition, I want to make an appointment with the boy in white!

She saw the mighty boy in her sister's lifelight miniature, and the boy burned her blood almost immediately.

She's going to fight! She's a man born to fight!

Hello this paralyzed girl, do you think I want to watch you talk?

In fact, the Mo Gongzi of your family was reluctant to give even a small corner of her eyes to others from beginning to end, and she had no choice but to speak to Qiao Mu.

"Mo Lian, someone is going to challenge you!" the little girl tugged at his sleeve.

"Not available. Mo Lian took the little girl's little hand and sat down with the group of the Shenshui Sect.

"You'll accept my challenge!"

Ning Bihuan stood up, staring at Mo Lian with gloomy eyes, and dropped this sentence with a straight face, but the latter completely forgot about it.

When the valley lord of Qixia Valley heard the news, he rushed to see that the people from the three sects and five sects had arrived, and they were talking in a whisper, clinking glasses to each other to drink and eat vegetables, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He also received a rumor just now, saying that Miss Ning had fallen in love with a disciple of the Shenshui Sect, and he thought that this group of aunts and grandmothers were going to turn the whole banquet upside down.

Unexpectedly, the scene he saw was so harmonious, it really surprised and delighted the valley master, and he almost wanted to tear up a handful of tears for himself.

It's not easy to be a competent peacemaker.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone also ate eight points full.

On a whim, the valley lord of Qixia Valley ordered someone to bring the lottery holder, and said to everyone with a smile, "I see that the three sects and five sects have gathered, so the competition will be advanced." If Miss Ning doesn't have any opinions, can we set the competition for the day after tomorrow?"

Ning Bihuan waved his hand, with a stiff smile on his upright little face, "We martial arts practitioners, we don't pay so much attention to it, the day after tomorrow will be the day after tomorrow, whatever you want." ”

"Miss Ning is really refreshing!" the valley lord of Qixia Valley was overjoyed!

Ancestors, hurry up and get out after the competition!

After the valley lord's glance, the disciples of Qixia Valley hurriedly came to the disciples of the three sects and five sects with eight lottery holders.

"There are one hundred and twenty pairs of signatures here, draw the corresponding numbers, go to our disciples to register, and that's it. The valley lord explained with a smile on his face, and then asked all the disciples of the three sects and five sects to draw lots.

Anyway, it was all up to luck, and everyone didn't care much, so they reached into the lottery holder and took out the lottery number.

Two Qixia Valley disciples sat on the side and registered their signatures and surnames.

Classmate Qiao suddenly stood up and ran to the table of Dawn Sect.

Broken Moon immediately turned her head excitedly, and asked with a pair of peach blossom eyes, "Qiaoqiao, looking for me?"