The woman who appeared among the participating diners was the white-haired girl who had disappeared for a long time and missed the summer and autumn games for some reason. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

still gives people that sense of slaughter.

It's just that this time, the clothes on his body seem to be obviously different from before.

It is also the clothing of their sect, but the degree of luxury and eye-catching is not at all comparable to the ordinary disciple's regular clothes before her.

Even more than other diners have an illusion that from time to time they are in the costume of the head of the sect.

"Has this white-haired girl finally appeared? It seems that she hasn't appeared for so long, she should be going to retreat and cultivate or something, in terms of strength, it must have improved by leaps and bounds. ”

Liu Suifeng watched the white-haired girl return again, and also felt a little tricky.

I also want to complain that this white-haired girl will not come sooner or later, but Tang Wan'er's last chance to play in the winter competition appeared, and she did have some worries for Tang Wan'er.

However, he still patted Tang Wan'er on the shoulder beside him.

"This white-haired girl is not easy to deal with, but with the Devil Fruit, you will definitely not lose, eat it. ”

But this time, Tang Wan'er didn't eat it right away.

"No, this time, since my state has fully recovered, I want to try it with my own strength, it is also hard cultivation, I don't think I will lose to this woman. ”

"Ahh ”

Liu Suifeng listened to Tang Wan'er's words, and was also a little surprised, always feeling that this time, Tang Wan'er seemed to have become a little different.

But it's okay to rely on his own strength to win the winter championship, which is exactly what Liu Suifeng wanted to see from the beginning.

He could feel that Tang Wan'er was slowly growing.

Relying on this perfection to the point that he himself has some devil fruits that he doesn't believe in to win, Liu Suifeng really doesn't want that.

"Anyway, now that the Devil Fruit is in your hand, you can't beat it and eat it secretly, so it's no problem. ”

"Huh?"

But looking at Tang Wan'er with a smile on her face, Liu Suifeng realized that she seemed to have overestimated Tang Wan'er's consciousness.

"Okay, these are no problem, anyway, you can win this winter game by eating early and eating late, I'm still waiting for your hot pot, it's cold, you can end the battle quickly, in order to wait for your meal, a few of us didn't eat last night, if you don't hurry up, we're really going to starve to death." ”

"Alright, you waiting, just wait for the triumphant return of this princess. ”

After that, Tang Wan'er walked into the venue for the winter competition.

Tang Wan'er and the white-haired girl saw each other, and when they looked at each other for the first time, they made eye contact with each other, and there were sparks.

The aura of the two of them is not allowed to collide, and it is even more obvious to all the diners present at a glance.

The fighting spirit of the two also made all the other diners feel a little desperate.

"I'm rubbing, this is too miserable, are we making up the numbers?"

"Alas, is it true, we little people, will never come out?"

"Forget it, let's quit automatically!"

……

"Smack!"

But just when a large group of salted fish were abused to death and were giving up on themselves and saying deflating words, Li Ergou slapped them on the head.

"Hey, you bastards, what are you talking about discouragement! Have you already released it before you start! If you're so afraid, you should get out of here early, don't take up this direct invitation spot, how many people are waiting below!"

"That's it! I don't even have the consciousness to drag you into the quagmire even if you want to lose, this is also worthy of being called a salted fish? What about the glory of the fish pond world! What about the dignity of being a salted fish! Then blame that the reactionaries of the True Martial Society will say that we are playing a house, all because of you guys!"

Zhao Tiezhu also jumped out.

"Uh...... This ......"

The self-abandoner was scolded by Li Ergou and Zhao Tiezhu, and he didn't even dare to give up the game in an instant.

At this moment, the Ghost Foot Monk also came out to make a round.

"Amitabha, don't worry, don't worry, I understand what the two of them mean, their words may be a little one-sided, in fact, they are not really talking to some people here, but to say that everyone here is rubbish. ”

"What!

"Okay! We won't win anyway! I'll kill you later!"

Under the involvement of the ghost foot monk, the original diners who gave up on themselves couldn't bear it anymore, and scolded them on the spot.

"Hey, hey, I'm innocent!"

Even the third-rate Dao people who stood aside and drew talismans to prepare for the start of the winter competition, and didn't say anything, were also involved in this scolding battle.

"Eh, I was really watching the game live. ”

Looking at the lively scene below, Liu Suifeng couldn't help but sigh.

Because of this lively scene, compared to the unpictured text on the little red book, it is simply much more interesting.

"Boom!"

With a large number of bonfires lit, Liu Suifeng and other spectators present rarely felt a little warmth in the winter, and the winter competition that had been consciously brewing for a long time officially began.

The eyes of all the audience almost converged on Tang Wan'er and the white-haired girl.

Because everyone knows that the winner of the Winter Race can only be decided between the two of them.

But it seems that someone has come out to stir things up.

"Fish pond ginseng!"

It was the salted fish that suddenly pounced on the two of them from all directions.

"What the hell is wrong with these salted fish in the background?

Seeing this scene, the audience was a little incomprehensible.

Because with their strength, it is absolutely impossible to win, and I really don't know what they are still struggling with here.

"Hmph, don't waste time. ”

The white-haired girl, who knocked out a large number of salted fish with a slight wave, didn't pay attention to these miscellaneous fish at all.

Tang Wan'er was a little confused, "Hey, hey, what are you just doing, obediently symbolic beating on the side, it's good to be honest in Beijing, you can't win anyway." ”

But the gaze of others has nothing to do with the will of the salted fish.

The salted fish, who have been defeated countless times by the two protagonists, also answered them with a counterattack that they got up again and again.

"I don't even have the desire to turn over! How can this be called a salted fish!"

"Even if it's a salted fish that doesn't do anything, you have to jump into the fish pond hard, splash a little water, make some waves, and let you know that we once existed!"

"Winter Race! This is our last stage! Before the curtain call! How can we just disappear like this! Abandoned in a corner where no one will remember!"

"For the dignity of being a salted fish!"

"For the glory of the fishpond world!"

"For the sake of the meaning of our existence!"

"Fish pond people! Finally, feel the despair of being trapped in the swamp and unable to break free!"

Then there was a roar of "ahhh

"The Last Stage?"

Liu Suifeng in the audience pondered this sentence thoughtfully.

It seems that this is indeed the case, and the winter game is indeed their last stage.

After the Chang'an International Invitational Tournament, all they could do was to sit in the audience and cheer like he is now.

Many of the diners are not too young, and perhaps after this winter game, they will say goodbye to this taste of the rivers and lakes.

After all, there are still many things to do in life, in addition to martial arts, competition, and food, there are still many things for them to do, or they must do it.

With love, family, and career, they can't be a passionate little boy forever, they always have to use their shoulders to carry something and support something.

This is the fate that most people cannot escape, and the call of objective reality is far more powerful than the beautiful vision in the heart.

But even if they had to compromise and become a boring adult, they used to love it.

I have loved martial arts, I have loved food, I have loved fantasizing about becoming a generation of heroes, admired by thousands of people, surrounded by beautiful women.

The scars on their bodies will also be turned into medals for their battles under the wash of time, so that they can use them as bragging capital in front of the little kids who just knew how to play soy sauce, and talk about some of the glorious days of "Dad was also awesome back then" and "Grandpa was also awesome back then".

Just like the firewood in the kitchen, the vegetables they cook have already been eaten, digested, squatted, pulled out, and turned into a piece of.

"It turns out that this is the so-called dignity of salted fish? Is the so-called glory of the fish pond? Your consciousness, I feel it, the rivers and lakes on the tip of the tongue are really a boring and interesting place?"

Liu Suifeng, who has always won victory in the audience, seemed to understand something at that moment.