Chapter 239: Xuantian Contest (2)

No one knew how that qualification card had become the tattoo on the wrist of the Great Elder, and Shangguan Huo didn't want to explain more. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info However, there is one thing that still needs to be explained - a person will only have a tattoo left on his wrist, if this person has already had the opportunity to enter the Netherworld Trial, then he touches other qualification cards, and the jade card will not disappear until the person who has not obtained the qualification touches it. This is to ensure that the quota for entering the Nether Trial is not wasted.

In this way, there will be no objections to the four-country eighteen villages, everything depends on their ability!

The Great Elder said a few more words about the situation in Morin Mountain, and seeing that there was nothing important to do, he planned to let everyone disperse and go back to rest. Early tomorrow morning, the Xuantian competition will officially begin. At this time, the housekeeper of the second elder's family ran in breathlessly, ignoring the fact that all the outsiders were sitting in the conference room, and ran over and said to the second elder, "Master, it's not good! The young master of the early Ming Dynasty and the young master of the Zhou family in Beiyang had a fight!"

"Nonsense!" When the second elder heard this, he immediately became angry, he glanced at Xiahou Yao, and saw that the other party's face also sank, so he became even more angry, "That kid in the early Ming Dynasty really spoiled me! The person who came was a guest, how could he do something to the guest? Immediately arrest him for me!"

Xiahou Yao hurriedly said, "Zhou Xin has been in trouble since he was a child, and we are not strict in discipline, so he must have offended the young master in the early Ming Dynasty first." I'm going to bring him to the Shangguan family to make amends. After that, Xiahou Yao was going to get up and go out.

The housekeeper made a mistake at this moment, "Master, the children's family fights, it's nothing, the key is ...... It'......" He looked at the people sitting in the hall, and couldn't say anything else.

The second elder made him anxious, and his heart said how could this old guy swallow at this time? "What is the key, but you said!"

The housekeeper had no choice but to give the Shangguan Imperial Envoy a look. Shangguan Dianyu looked at him for a long time, suddenly understood, got up and ran out.

The two brothers, Baili Lanqing and Baili Youqing, also sat together and muttered quietly, "Who did that kid go to the street with today at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty?" asked Baili Lanqing.

The two brothers looked at each other, and both hurried out.

Yun Mo looked at their backs and thought for a moment, picked up the jade flute, and followed.

In the blink of an eye, four people left, which made all the big men present puzzled.

The Great Elder pulled the butler over and asked quietly, "What the hell is going on?"

The housekeeper had to whisper, "At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the young master took Miss Mingmei and the little boy to the street today." At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, it didn't matter if the young master and the young master Zhou fought, but the scene was very chaotic, and I was afraid that I would cause some unwarranted disaster to the little boy. ”

The Great Elder gasped, he squinted at the Second Elder who had also heard beside him, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot, it seemed that Ming Chu was going to be unlucky this time.

The second elder walked out angrily, "Little rabbit cub, wait to bring you back, see if Lao Tzu is familiar with you!"

Baili Huayu sat in the seat and didn't say anything to persuade the old man, and nodded blindly, "It's time to be beaten, it just so happened that I brought the whip to teach Youqing a lesson!"

The Great Elder shook his head, is Ming Chu really his own? No matter how you look at it, it looks like it was picked up!

Who Zhou Xin is, the people of Xuantian City naturally don't know. But the young master of the second elder's family in the early Ming Dynasty is known to everyone, and no one knows it. Although the young master of the early Ming Dynasty loved to make trouble, he was also a beautiful young man with a good face and a good demeanor, and he was the dream lover of many boys and girls. Shangguan was considered to have a good temper at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty and would not mess with people, but today he got into a fight with people on the street, and the onlookers were all talking about how bad that person was! The good-tempered young master of the early Ming Dynasty was forced to make a move with him.

The people surrounded the three inner and outer three floors, and they all gathered here to watch the excitement. Shangguan Dianyu ran and squeezed in hard, but they couldn't squeeze in.

Zhou Xin himself definitely can't beat Shangguan Mingchu, and which shrimp soldiers and crabs under him will not be Shangguan Mingchu's opponents. But I can't stop them from attacking them in groups.

Shangguan Mingmei was still standing on the sidelines and watching, but when she saw so many people bullying her brother, she was angry on the spot, pulled out her sword and rushed forward. Several people beat the glue and became a pot of porridge. At this time, Zhou Xin retreated, and from the very beginning, he found out that the person in the wheelchair was in the same group as them, and he couldn't beat these two powerful people, but was he still afraid of a "cripple"? Zhou Xin turned his brain, and he wanted to use this "lame" to disturb the minds of those two. He made up his mind and flung a whip at him.

Seeing that the whip was about to draw the knife The person in the wheelchair said that it was too late, and a figure climbed over the wall and landed in front of the wheelchair, grabbed Zhou Xin's whip, and blocked it for the person in the wheelchair.

Zhou Xin was immediately dumbfounded when he saw the person who came out--How could the Holy Lord of Southern Chu take care of such idle things? Aren't they in a meeting?

The whip that Yun Mo threw into his hand, seemingly random movements, made Zhou Xin's whip accurately draw on his people, put down those shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and finally hit Zhou Xin's own face, leaving a deep blood stain.

Zhou Xin sat on the ground, completely blinded by the whip.

Yun Mo turned around and looked down at the person who was in a wheelchair and half "shorter" than himself.

The person sitting in the wheelchair was dressed in a white suit, white clothes, white boots, white cloak, white blanket covering her legs, and holding a crystal clear white hand stove in her left hand, even the wheelchair she was sitting in was white, revealing a chill in this winter season. The satin-like black hair still refused to be combed properly, but was scattered behind his back, loosely tied with a piece of silk. She was propped up on the arm of her wheelchair with one hand, propping up her head, but it was just frighteningly thin, and even the outline of the joints could be clearly seen. Yun Mo noticed that her ring finger was indeed slightly longer than her index finger.

She tilted her head, her eyes as deep as the night looked at Yun Mo without any waves, and there was no expression on her face.

Yun Mo looked at her face carefully, and felt that Song Xiao and they were a little exaggerated. She is very similar to the Nine Princes, but she is not exactly the same. Her facial features were more delicate than those of the Ninth Prince, and every line on her face seemed to have been carefully carved with a knife. After all, the ninth prince is a man, with a man's heroism, no matter how delicate he is, there is a limit. But this person revealed a bit of charm between his delicate eyebrows. It seems that as long as you make eye contact with her, even if you die for her, you are willing.

The eyes of the two people are only for each other, and they can't care about this troubled world.

Seeing that the little prince and the holy prince were standing opposite each other, Shangguan Ming Chu touched his nose, did he get into trouble again? Ming Chu hurriedly asked Shangguan Dian for help. Dianyu shook his head, "It's not a matter of hiding, the two of them will meet sooner or later." At this time, he was a little looking forward to what the Holy Lord would do next, was it a fierce question, or a lingering reunion after a long absence?

It turned out that Shangguan Dianyu had guessed wrong, and Yun Mo was unexpectedly and didn't do anything. Murong Lingfeng didn't want to recognize him, so he pretended to be a stranger, and his face was flat. However, Yun Mo was even more indifferent than her. The two of them seemed to really don't know each other, but they just met in Pingshui, and the little boy encountered a little trouble, and the prince pulled out a knife to help.

Shangguan Dianyu frowned--didn't you really recognize it? No, they all gave so many hints behind the back of the little boy, and he Nangong Yunmo should have guessed it too! Could it be that he saw that Feng'er's body was not good, so he didn't want it, so he was pretending to be confused here?

Shangguan Dianyu's eyes changed a little when he looked at Yun Mo, if this man dared to make their little baby sad, he would definitely make him regret coming to this world!

Yun Mo didn't say anything, went around to the back of the wheelchair, turned around, and pushed the little boy out of the crowd. And they all avoided it and made a way. "Where do you live, I'll send you back. Recently, there are a lot of people in Xuantian City, don't come out by yourself, it's dangerous. Yun Mo's words sounded very concerned, but his tone was flat, as if he stood in the court to report to Emperor Chu when he met Chu Jing every year. But this made the little boy in a wheelchair feel uneasy.

Murong Lingfeng was silent all the time, and Yun Mo didn't say anything after that. He just pushed his wheelchair through the streets one by one, and did not stop until he stopped in front of the "Yu" mansion.

Yun Mo leaned down from behind her and gently put the jade flute back into Murong Lingfeng's hand. As he got up, his lips crossed her ear, leaving a murmured phrase, "I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

Shangguan Mingchu, who had caused trouble, was punished by the second elder to kneel in the ancestral hall, and Mingchu cried bitterly, "Grandpa, I really don't blame me! They bumped into us and had to fight with us, and I said I wouldn't fight!"

"He didn't beat so many people on the street, why did he have to beat you?!" The second elder's beard was crooked, "I won't say anything if you say that you are causing trouble yourself, but you don't want to think that you are still following your sister and Xiao Feng'er! What kind of mistake are you two going to have, are you responsible? People in their twenties are really getting longer and going back!"

Shangguan Mingchu couldn't say it, "Grandpa, you really don't blame me for this! I don't believe you go and ask Feng'er! I don't know that Zhou Xin at all, but he called a group of people, and he was about to cut us when he came up, am I still standing there and letting them cut us?" This time it was the Holy Lord who had just arrived, and he blocked it for Xiao Feng'er, if the whip really hit Xiao Feng'er, not to mention that the Second Elder was going to beat him to the ground, even he himself would have to wipe his neck to apologize for his sins! Therefore, when everyone else was still tempting the Holy Prince, Shangguan Ming Chu had already regarded Yun Mo as a life-saving benefactor.

Shangguan Mingmei couldn't bear to see her brother being beaten so badly, so she hurriedly stood up and said, "Grandpa, this is really not the third brother's fault. ”

At the beginning, Shangguan Ming Chu just took them to the teahouse to drink tea and listen to the play, but he happened to meet the seven sons of Chu Jing plus Song Xiao and Nangong Ning in the teahouse. Song Xiao and the others originally had doubts about the similarity between the little prince and the ninth prince, but they met again today, so they naturally had to investigate and find out. However, the little boy just sat aside and drank her tea, ignoring no one, but he didn't let the two little fools ask anything. However, at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he had a very happy conversation with the people of Nanchu, and he had already made friends with heroes all over the world, and this time he was even more right. If it weren't for Mingmei to stop him, he would have married Jin Lan with Song Xiao and Nangong Ningyi! At this time, Zhou Xin broke in. He still can't forget the insult he suffered in Nanchu at the beginning, not to mention that now that Xiahou Yi has fallen and Xiahou Yao has succeeded to the throne, the situation of his Zhou family has become more and more humble, and he has attributed all this to Nanchu. Now that I see so many Southern Chu people, all of whom are acquaintances, I am naturally angry. He sneered and said a few more words. They are all frivolous teenagers, and the two sides quarrel without saying a word. Shangguan Mingchu and Shangguan Mingmei hurriedly persuaded the fight, and only then did they pull the people on both sides apart. Song Xiao felt that it was too unlucky to meet Zhou Xin, and they were no longer interested in shopping, so they said goodbye to Shangguan and went back to the post house.

Zhou Xin was unwilling, and called a group of people to fight with Song Xiao and them with real swords, but unfortunately they searched all over the street, but they didn't see anyone from Nanchu. At this time, Shangguan Mingchu and the three of them crashed into Zhou Xin's eyes. Anger is something he has always been used to, so naturally he will not let go of Shangguan Ming Chu easily, so he has the previous paragraph.

"Grandpa, the third brother, he really just made a friend, and it was all the ghost of Zhou Xin in Beiyang. You can't wronged the third brother!" Shangguan Mingmei grabbed the second elder's arm and pleaded.

The Second Elder originally didn't intend to severely punish Shangguan Ming Chu. He was about to enter the Netherworld Trial, and let this kid in the early Ming Dynasty go in with a wound, wouldn't that be the one who sent him to die? Now I understand that the early Ming Dynasty really suffered an unjustified disaster this time. The Second Elder sighed and dragged the person up, "From today until the Netherworld Trial, none of you are allowed to go out, let me stay at home honestly!"

"Grandpa, where are you going?"

"Lao Tzu went to take a look, Xiao Feng'er was frightened!"

Shangguan Dianyu looked at the little boy sitting on the bed with the tea bowl, it had been an hour, and she had been holding the flute with a sluggish expression, and she didn't even move. Shangguan Dianyu couldn't help but feel a little unwilling in his heart--is that the Holy Lord really so good?

When the second elder walked in, the little boy still looked half-dead. Shangguan You chuckled in his heart, "Xiao Feng'er, is this really stupid?"

"How can it!" Shangguan Dianyu put down the teacup, "It's almost like Sichun is missing a lover!"

Shangguan nodded knowingly, "I met the Holy Lord of Nanchu today, and he really showed his talent." Much stronger than his two uncles. He is a rich and noble man, and his future is immeasurable! No wonder Feng'er can take a fancy to him. ”

Shangguan You's words made Murong Lingfeng wake up suddenly, and her expression was no longer shy, but with some sweetness, but became worried. Murong Lingfeng put the jade flute on the pillow and lay down slowly, she pulled the quilt to wrap herself, but she still couldn't help the cold air in her bones.

Shangguan You looked at her like this and asked Dianyu inexplicably, "Did I say something wrong?"

Shangguan Dianyu shook his head, "This is just a dead end. No one can do anything. ”