Feeling the three lines of sight shooting towards him, Shen Qingyu was a little like sitting on pins and needles, and he didn't even have the intention to watch the competition in the ring.

Sheng Jingchen wrung his fingers and looked at Shen Qingyu sadly, looking like an angry little daughter-in-law.

How did the damn Rong Hua get involved with the sick beauty?

Yue Jingyu had a cold face, looked at Shen Qingyu, and looked at Xiao Chengyu from time to time, who was indifferent.

How did these two meet?

One is the mysterious head of the Rong family, and the other is the princess of Chang'an Xiaofu, no matter how you look at it, these two can't be involved? What went wrong?

Feng Hanchuan sulked a glass of wine, and the afterglow flowed on Shen Qingyu's body from time to time.

Jiaojiao blames him after all, right?

Yun Zheng didn't know if he had a delusion, why he felt that his master seemed to be in a good mood today.

Remembering that my master didn't return last night, and after coming back, his face was full of spring breeze, could it be that my master went to the Qinglou to have fun?

But soon this idea was denied by Yun Zheng himself.

The previous master didn't care about the love between men and women, but now that he has a princess in his heart, how could he go to the land of Qinglou Chu Pavilion?

Mo Xiaoxiao in the ring is almost invincible, as long as the challenger in the ring will be kicked down by her.

She raised her chin proudly slightly, her eyes swept over the people of various martial arts factions who were ready to move but were unwilling, and the corners of her mouth outlined a smug arc.

What is Mo Jiaojiao's slut? It's just a little better than her life, born in a descendant faction, otherwise how could she Mo Xiaoxiao be worse than her?

This time, Brother Hanchuan should also understand, compared to Mo Jiaojiao, she Mo Xiaoxiao is the person who can compare with him.

His eyes fell on the man with a clear and handsome face on the nine-foot platform, but the man's mind didn't seem to be in the ring.

With the light of his eyes, she slowly looked over, and the person she saw was not Mo Jiaojiao, who else she hated?

The hands hanging on both sides were tightly clasped together, and her eyes stared coldly at the woman on the nine-foot platform.

Mo Jiaojiao, wait!

"Is there no one who continues to challenge?" Elder Zuo of the Martial Arts Alliance swept around at the moment.

The children of the eight hidden families are all outstanding people, and if they pull one out, I am afraid they can take charge on their own, not to mention the second miss of the Mo family, unless they want to die.

The flowers that sat firmly like a mountain did not fall, and glanced at the man in red not far behind him.

Touching the woman's eyes, Si Beichen's fingertips suddenly paused, and he saw him raise his jaw slightly in the direction of the ring.

Hua Weiluo glanced at him silently, and then stood up in a chill.

The woman was dressed in a red power suit, and there was no trace of a smile on her cold face, but the momentum around her was not to be ignored.

The elder of the flower family who followed him glanced at the flower with satisfaction.

Fortunately, there is still a flower in the flower family that has not fallen, but he is a brave one.

After all, the Mo family's Mo Xiaoxiao's strength is indeed good.

Thinking of this, the elder of the flower family inexplicably glanced at the flower beside him, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

In addition to the bloodline of the current head of the Hua family, the rest is not as good as the righteous daughter of the Hua family, that is, even a finger of the former head of the Hua family, Hua Qianye.

I really don't know what the old lady thinks, she actually carried such a person.

Hua Weimian naturally felt the gaze of the elder of the Hua family, and his heart was depressed, but he clenched his teeth.

Who do you look down on when you are old and immortal?

Looking at the flower who walked to the ring and stood on the opposite side of him, Mo Xiaoxiao squinted his eyes dangerously, the righteous daughter of the Hua family is really overwhelmed.

"The flowers of the flower family have not fallen. ”

As an orthodox Mo family bloodline, Mo Xiaoxiao looks down on this righteous daughter of the Hua family in her heart, even though this person's strength is indeed good, but compared to Hua Qianye, who swept the Guanshan Academy back then, it is not enough at all.

"Mo Jiamo is small. ”

Hua Weiluo didn't care about Mo's contempt and contempt, and clenched his fists and said, "Please advise." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao casually clenched his fists: "Please." ”

Immediately after that, the enthusiastic people who watched only felt a flower in front of them, and the red figure swept away like a gust of wind towards Mo Xiaoxiao on the opposite side.

The extremely fast body style makes people almost unable to react, and if they were other people, they may have already been overturned by Hua Weiluo, but Mo Xiaoxiao can achieve the position of the second-in-command of the Mo family, and naturally he is not a vegetarian.

Mo Xiaoxiao fell backwards, perfectly avoiding Hua Weiluo's palm wind, followed by a volley barb, and his foot aimed at Hua Weiluo's abdomen.

Shen Qingyu, who was on the nine-foot platform, saw this situation, and his heart became slightly nervous.

In terms of the skills of the two, they are almost equal, but gradually it can be seen that under the long-term battle, Hua Weiluo is gradually at a disadvantage.

Mo Xiaoxiao became more and more courageous the more he fought, and almost did not give Hua Weiluo time to breathe.

Evil, if Mo Xiaoxiao wins, I'm afraid she won't be able to run away after a while, isn't she waiting to be beaten to death by Mo Xiaoxiao when she goes to the ring?

That's it, if you really can't hide, drink a sip of wine to strengthen your courage.

Thinking like this, Shen Qingyu glanced at Sheng Jingchen beside him.

"What's wrong? Sheng Jingchen came over.

She muttered, "Is there any wine?"

Just now she looked at him with a wine gourd hanging from his waist.

"What do you want wine for?"

She gave him a blank look: "Drink." ”

Sheng Jingchen was angry and muttered aggrievedly: "I haven't drunk it yet?"

"Don't be so stingy! Big deal, I'll pay you two jars of flower wine from Yixing Distillery. ”

Is this a problem with alcohol?

"What are you drinking?"

Saying that, Sheng Jingchen still obediently untied the wine gourd on his waist.

She hugged the wine gourd in her arms and said with a smile: "Be courageous." ”

Sheng Jingchen: "......"

Yu Guang always noticed that Xiao Chengyu on Shen Qingyu's side saw her holding Sheng Jingchen's wine gourd in her arms, her brows furrowed almost invisibly, and at the same time, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes shattered a slight coolness.

Yun Zheng gathered his clothes, strange, why was it a little colder all of a sudden?

Shen Qingyu, who was unconscious, was holding a wine gourd and drinking.

The competition in the ring has entered the white heat, the more brave Mo Xiaoxiao's moves are becoming more and more fierce and fast, a gust of void wind swept past his ears, the pupils of the flower did not fall, and before he could react, he fell out of the ring like a kite with a broken line.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked condescendingly at the fall under the ring, the embarrassed flower did not fall, and the corners of his mouth outlined a chuckle: "Accept." ”

Hua Weiluo wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, stood up without humility or arrogance, and showed a cold arc towards Mo Xiaoxiao in the ring.

It is undeniable that Mo Xiaoxiao's strength is indeed very strong.

"Is there anyone else who came up to challenge?" Elder Zuo of the Martial Arts League glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao with a red face.

The strength of the Mo family is not strong, and it would not be bad if this second lady of the Mo family became the leader of the martial arts alliance.

In the past few days, Mo Xiaoxiao has almost met an opponent.

And today is the last competition of the martial arts league election, and the final candidate for the leader of the alliance will be finalized, as long as Mo Xiaoxiao is defeated, then the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance will be won.

Feng Yu, who was in the crowd, had a dark mind, and flew into the ring in the next second.

Looking at the man in front of him, Mo Xiaoxiao showed a touch of coldness, but he didn't expect someone to come up and send him to death.