"Hmph. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Zhuge Hongyue sat down, her face was arrogant, she looked away, and looked forward coldly.

Although the number of participants in the second round was less than half that of the first round, the pace was more than twice as slow. As the level of the two sides of the challenge gets higher and higher, the strength is almost the same, and each game takes a lot of time.

By the time the second round was over, the sky had completely sunk, and the dome was covered by a dark cloth that seemed to glow.

"Let's go. ”

Families and spectators from the streets of the main city left the arena one after another.

That's the end of today's competition, the next round of screening will take place tomorrow, and if nothing else, the winner of this competition will be announced tomorrow.

……

"That woman is really powerful, it's still a little difficult for you to win, have you figured out how to deal with her?"

Back in Liuyun Garden, Lin Chong's worried round face wrinkled into a big bun.

"I did my best. "Wuxian didn't think too much, it's useless to guess who wins and who loses now, we'll see tomorrow.

If you use some hole cards, you should increase your chances of winning, but it is really not a wise choice to expose your hole cards now.

Tomorrow, depending on the situation, we will be able to adapt to the situation.

"Is the innocent boy here?" a small guy ran into the courtyard.

"I am, is there something wrong with me?"

"Someone asked me to give this to you. The servant handed over a black rectangular brocade box.

Wuxian took the brocade box, placed it horizontally on the table, opened it in public, and saw the contents of the brocade box, his eyes showed a little puzzlement.

There is a purple flute lying quietly in the brocade box, the shape is simple and elegant, the color is bright and saturated, and there is a faint fragrance of bamboo when opened.

"What is this?" Lin Chong glanced at and asked.

"Three hundred years of purple bamboo Xiao. Wuxian closed the brocade box and asked the little guy, "Who sent it?"

"I don't know, the man gave me something and disappeared, and he didn't say a word. ”

Wu Wu thanked the little girl, his fingers knocked on the brocade box carelessly, and he went through it in his mind, but he couldn't think of who gave her this purple bamboo flute.

……

Back in his room, Wuxian opened the brocade box again, and carefully observed the purple bamboo flute, but still found nothing.

Apart from beauty and mystery, she really didn't find anything peculiar.

Why did the other party hide her identity and send her this?

Wuxian couldn't figure it out, so he simply took the purple bamboo flute out of the brocade box, put it in his hand and aimed it at the hole, and blew it tentatively, and the sound of the flute was crisp and tactful, like an echo of the empty valley.

Bang dang -

The two windows facing her suddenly encountered a strong wind and opened violently, revealing the quiet night outside the window.

Wuxian was startled, the sudden gust of wind just now was her masterpiece?

No, it's it. She lifted the purple bamboo flute in surprise, looked horizontally and vertically, left and right, and looked simple and elegant on the outside, but she didn't expect it to be a violent wind attribute magic weapon.

The movement is so big, can you still have fun?!

She closed the window with one free hand, and then returned, ready to put the purple bamboo flute into the brocade box, but found something shining in a small corner at the bottom of the brocade box.

What is it?

She pulled it out and poured it onto the candle-lit table.

It turned out to be a shell the size of a fingernail, small and delicate.

Wuxian felt more and more strange, what kind of trouble was this sending Zizhu Xiao and sending shells?

Purple bamboo flute...... Seashell......

Purple shellfish?

Zibei Auction House?!