"Oh?" Meng Wuregret frowned slightly, and said calmly towards the night dance: "Have you thought about it?" ”

Night Dance Frost lowered his head and was silent for a moment, and when he looked up, his eyes were already covered with a layer of mist, and after walking a few steps closer to Meng Wuregret, he raised his hand and took out a topaz-like three-inch lancet, and said: "Great Ancestor, this is the first gift you received from the Great Competition of the Dust Valley when you were promoted to the warrior stage without frost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Meng Wuregret's thick index finger twitched on the wheelchair handguard, and it took a long time before he sighed: "Wu Zhong, push me to the elder's seat!" ”

"Great Ancestor" Night Dance Frost frowned, and when he saw that Meng Wuregret waved his hand back, he stopped speaking.

Everyone didn't quite understand what was going on, why the old pavilion master left the main seat and was pushed to the area of the elder's seat.

Only the front row of the two branches that were closer to each other showed different expressions when they heard the word 'lonely'.

Ye Mingzhen sighed lowly, glanced at Night Dance Frost, and also walked to the elder seat, and sat next to Meng Wuregret, his face was slightly unnatural.

When Night Dance Frost turned to face the audience, she had already recovered her former demeanor, a strong sense of confidence shone in her eyes, she looked at Wen Yiming, and said, "Dare to fight!" ”

"If it's now, I'll be with you!" Wen Yiming also listened to the conversation between them just now, and he estimated that the 'Aoxue' and Dongfang Zhiyu's 'Dong Jian' were the same high-end tokens.

"If you want now, then I need to make the rules!" Night Dance Frost raised the topaz three-inch lancet in her hand and sneered: "I have the Supreme Order 'Lonely' in my hand. ”

When the so-called 'loneliness' was held high, in addition to having no regrets, all the people in the scene got up in an instant.

Wen Yiming sneered, shook his head and said, "I'm not from the Art Pavilion, so I'll not accompany you!" Also, you will always be a defeated general who will be crushed by me and vomit blood! ”

After speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave, he was not rare at all.

"Yiming Xiaoyou!" After Wu Zhong spoke, seeing Wen Yiming pause, he shook his head slightly at him, and reminded: "You are the candidate for the pavilion master recommended by Moxiang Shuxuan. ”

Wen Yiming heard the kindness in Wu Zhong's words, and instantly understood that when he accepted Moxiang Shuxuan's recommendation, he temporarily belonged to one of them.

If he didn't care about it, not to mention the Moxiang Shuxuan, it was still unknown whether he could get out of the Valley of Tribulation, and in this era, he knew too well the rights and energy represented by some supreme tokens.

What he didn't understand was why these supreme tokens were in the hands of some juniors, maybe they were doting, maybe they were valued, or maybe they were inspiring, but they did seem a little unstable to him.

Looking at the sneering Night Dance Frost, Wen Yiming knew that Night Dance Frost was willing to exchange 'loneliness' for the right to restrict the rules, and he must be extremely confident, and if he accepted it, he could only bring humiliation on himself.

Night Dance Frost itself is all-powerful, there is no need to prescribe song and dance couplets and other project rules that make him deflated, just Danqing's painting can beat him to death with a stick, let him come to a few sketches, or Saint Seiya, Naruto's cartoon may still be able to support the scene, if it is really limited to splashing ink landscapes, he can only kneel and beg Tang Bohu to come to the world.

Wen Yiming decided to admit defeat and withdraw directly, for him, these false names are not enough, what he really needs is to rush to the northern frontier, make every effort to improve his cultivation, promote the Shura sword body, and let the third-order Ziyan upgrade, these are the first things.

Just when Wen Yiming was about to speak out and was about to admit defeat, the fifth autumn girl walked out at the same time as he said, 'Wait'.

The fifth autumn girl walked into the arena and held up a three-inch sword like blue jade in her slender hand.

The scene was sluggish, and after a long time, the posture that was originally standing in place became more upright and respectful.

"Let the 'virtuous' be able to offset your 'loneliness'!" The gentle voice of the fifth autumn girl sounded.

Mingyuexin frowned slightly, looked at Di Tianyu, and said unhappily: "What's the matter with your sister?" Does she know the kid? ”

Di Tianyu coughed lightly, "Mother, my sister has her own measure, believe her!" ”

Mingyuexin sighed, remembering the melancholy of the fifth autumn girl in the past six months, and recently, she obviously felt that her daughter was much more cheerful, so the blame that had just risen slowly put it down.

Wen Yiming tugged at the corners of his mouth, and at the same time, he felt that this person owed a lot of affection.

Night Dance Frost first looked at the Fifth Autumn Lady coldly, and after a while, she sneered and shook her head, "A vase, 'virtuous' is really humiliating in your hands." ”

"Wu Zhong, go and take back the two supreme orders!" Meng Wu's voice came, and there was already a hint of anger in his tone.

After Wu Zhong took away the two supreme orders, Night Dance Frost turned over and took out a pocket boomerang with a red crystal, looked at the fifth autumn girl with disdain, and sneered: "I forgot to tell you that this girl still has the 'Aoxue' given by my great-grandmother, you are not qualified to fight with me at all, vase!" ”

Fifth Qiu Fang sighed, and before she could speak, she suddenly snorted, and her face turned pale in an instant, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

Wen Yiming hurriedly held it up, and saw that his eyes were already a little hazy, and he instantly understood that it was a mental injury.

He wondered in his heart, how could the indifferent nature of the fifth autumn girl be so angry that he would fork in the road and cause internal injuries and old diseases because of a sarcasm.

Just as he looked at Nightdance Frost, he noticed that a faint blue had disappeared from his eyes.

Wen Yiming clenched his fists with a 'click', but was gently pulled by the sleeves of the fifth autumn girl.

Taking a deep breath and slowly letting go of his fist, Wen Yiming was completely angry, looked at Night Dance Frost coldly, and almost squeezed out four words from between his teeth.

"Shameless slut!"

The fifth Qiu Wan almost subconsciously reached out to cover Wen Yiming's mouth, but unfortunately she was a step too late, and the jade hand that was in the air trembled slightly.

Wen Yiming didn't understand what was going on, so he found that Night Dance Frost's pretty face was frosty, and at the same time that the willow eyebrows were upside down, his right palm had already printed Wen Yiming's chest with a strong wind.

It's close, and it's unprepared!

Wen Yiming didn't have time to push the fifth autumn girl away, and while retreating, his right palm turned up and Fang Yi mentioned it to his chest, and it was only less than five inches extrapolated, and it had already collided with the palm force of Night Dance Frost.

'Poof! ’

Wen Yiming flew upside down twenty meters, and when he landed, the sound of 'oh' was endless, and he retreated dozens of steps, leaving a series of cracked footprints on the square.

"Wow~~~!"

While vomiting out a mouthful of blood, Wen Yiming propped up his left palm on the ground with a 'bang', forcibly preventing himself from landing on one knee, and then couldn't help the bloody upwelling, and vomited two mouthfuls of crimson again.

Dealing with the sudden attack of the sixth layer of the martial artist at close range, it was already very good that he could not be knocked unconscious on the spot.

If it weren't for his super system, I'm afraid he would have broken his tendons and fractures at this time.

Wen Yiming raised his head but didn't look at Night Dance Frost, but looked at the Fifth Autumn Girl, who was suffering from old injuries and had just been plotted, and at this moment was shocked to the ground by the palm force of the two sides just now, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

"Qiu Wan! (Sister)" Di Tianyu and Dongfang Zhiyu rushed to the side of the Fifth Autumn Lady almost at the same time, and when they helped it up, they only glanced at the Night Dance Frost with hatred in their eyes, and then returned to the position of the Seven Feelings Workshop.

The audience was quiet and quiet, no one was dissatisfied with this, and no one criticized it, but there were some more complicated emotions invisibly.

Even the Five Great Hall Masters and Meng Wuregret only sighed slightly, but did not say a word.

Night Dance Frost raised the 'Aoxue' in her hand and said coldly: "Don't say that I bullied you, this is the first of the four supreme orders, 'Aoxue' is out, and those who dare to speak out are not inferior, and the executor has the right to personally punish him!" ”

"If it weren't for the mercy of this girl's subordinates, you would have been ambushed by the child!"

"Give you another chance, dare to fight!"

Night Dance looked at Wen Yiming, who was covered in blood with one hand on his body, the coldness on his face condensed with a sneer, and her pink dress set off an extremely evil aura.

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