As soon as she arrived in the afternoon, Dongfang Zhiyu came to inform Wen Yiming, and then accompanied the fifth autumn maid to the Sage Square first. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wen Yiming got up and moved his body, and the feeling of tightness in his chest was slightly slighter.

After taking out a white shirt, wrapping it simply around Ziyan and exposing only the hilt of the sword, he rushed over with his back on his back.

The number of people in the Plaza de la Sage had more than doubled as before, and although we knew that there would be no suspense about the afternoon test, there were two things that would attract many spectators.

First, naturally, I heard that the top genius girl of the Creative Arts Pavilion is going to perform in the form of a phantom dance, which is said to be likely to be a mid-grade dance at the prefecture level, which makes many people want to get insights from it.

And another attraction point, of course, is to witness how Wen Yiming, who has taken humiliation, how to honor the gambling contract when he arrives, schadenfreude is a kind of nature, and it is indeed a beautiful thing to be able to find excitement in the excitement.

The seats of the six judges this time were all placed in front of the lotus pond and lake, followed by the elder seats, and on the back two sides were still Moxiang Shuxuan and Qiqingfang.

Meng Wuregret was sitting in a wheelchair at the forefront, and Wu Zhong was half a step behind and stood behind.

This makes the central venue several times more spacious than before, and around the performance stage, eight small video crystal screens are evenly placed in eight directions. The high-altitude crystal screen that is tens of meters wide is also placed in the **** position of the sage stone carving.

Next to the performance hall are more than a dozen young women, sitting neatly on a row of piano tables, each with a guzheng in front of them.

And Night Dance Frost was already waiting by the jade stage in the test area on the side of the performance field, quietly closing her eyes slightly, not showing a trace of joy and anger.

Right now, only Wen Yiming is on the scene, and the high-level people living in front of Lianchi Lake naturally don't think much about it; The peripheral observers, although somewhat dissatisfied, also understood.

In their opinion, Wen Yiming is indeed aggrieved enough, no matter if he comes early or late, it will be a defeat anyway. In their eagerness to wait, everyone looked at a group of people not far from the performance hall from time to time, and did not understand why they were guarding a pile of leather drums of different sizes.

However, they all knew that it was the disciple of Moxiang Shuxuan and Qiqingfang, at least they still knew the first Tianyu.

Approaching the third moment, when Wen Yiming stepped into the Sage Square, everyone's longing mood was finally liberated, and they began to point and talk again.

"This kid is still here, there is a kind!"

"If he doesn't come for the best supporting role, how will this scene continue. Anyway, why didn't this kid change his clothes, and he was covered in blood and carried a sword, what kind of Mingtang is doing? ”

"Give up on yourself, then the loser will cut off his left arm, of course he will have to carry a sword!"

"Damn, in this way, this kid still wants to stage a tragic strong man's broken arm, I'm looking forward to it!"

Wen Yiming glanced around the scene, and then nodded to Di Tianyu and the others, thanking him.

These people are all there to help him when the time comes, and he has to be thankful.

When she stepped into the candidate area, Night Dance opened her eyes, and when she saw her dress, she couldn't help but show a mocking face, "Child, do you feel a sense of torment?" ”

Wen Yiming lifted the corner of his robe with one hand, sat down in his place, didn't even bother to look at the woman who made him extremely disgusted, and said directly: "Speed, Wen is in a hurry!" ”

Night Dance Frost took out a pale golden page and sneered: "It seems that it is indeed a torment, you want to end it quickly, hum!" ”

Wen Yiming turned his head and said impatiently: "Why are you talking so much nonsense, you don't want to leave the Valley of Dust immediately than Lao Tzu!" ”

He didn't know why, he had never been so disgusted with a woman, he always had the illusion that if he was now a god-sent god of war, he would not hesitate to pinch and explode this poisonous tongue into a cloud of blood mist.

In the previous two hours or so, the mood that had finally eased had gradually subsided, and was replaced by a violent mood.

Wen Yiming said secretly, maybe it was the reason why every time he saw this woman, he would remind himself of the scene where the fifth autumn girl was plotted.

Night Dance Frost's face was gloomy, and she raised the page in her hand and said, "Very good, the last bet is made, and the loser kneels to the other party, kowtows, and admits his mistakes!" ”

With a sigh, he threw the page out and gently floated to Wen Yiming's table.

Everyone could hear that when Night Dance Frost announced the last clause of the gambling contract just now, the tone behind her was higher than the other, as if she was conveying resentment to Wen Yiming.

Wen Yiming glanced at the so-called gambling contract, and the various rules and bets on it were basically the same as those of Night Dance Frost.

In the bottom right corner are the names of the two men, and Nightdance Frost's name has a bloody fingerprint on it.

Wen Yiming sneered, threw the page back again, and said lightly when Night Dance Frost's eyebrows were tightened: "The last one needs to be changed!" ”

Without waiting for Night Dance to speak, she continued: "You don't have to kneel to me, let alone kowtow to me, because you are not qualified. If you lose, all you have to do is tell everyone one word! ”

"What words? Although I didn't have the slightest chance to say that. "Nightdance Frost is confident.

Wen Yiming looked at him for a long time before he said slowly: "Admit to everyone that you yourself are --- cheap!" Person! ”

Everyone frowned slightly at this moment, but Meng Wuregret was still tapping his index finger.

Everyone knows very well that no matter which one of these bets is for the loser, it will be a cut off from the future martial arts path, and the heart will be blocked for a lifetime, and the cultivation will almost be like standing still.

Of course, everyone also knows that Wen Yiming is equivalent to having an addiction before he dies, and venting on his tongue may be able to provoke Night Dance Frost to make him feel better.

If this is the reason, Wen Yiming's goal has been achieved.

A strong anger instantly erupted in the eyes of Night Dance Frost, staring at Wen Yiming deadly, and only after a while did he touch the pen, and at the same time gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Very good, I am waiting to see you kneeling at my feet, wagging your tail like a dog and begging for mercy, but your left arm is going to be decided!" ”

After speaking, with a wave of the angry pen, Wen Yiming's gambling contract was repaired.

When receiving the gambling contract, Wen Yiming glanced at it, directly bit his fingertips and pressed the blood mark, and was just about to return it to Ye Wushuang, when he heard the audience say without regrets: "Wu Zhong, go and bring the gambling contract, if you still have anything to explain, if not, let's start." ”

Night Dance Frost shook her head, but Wen Yiming got up and said to Meng Wuregret: "I need to apply for a five-in-one evaluation!" ”

Wu Zhong raised his finger and said, "Before you came, the old pavilion master made arrangements. ”

Wen Yiming looked ahead and found that the five sage tablets had disappeared, and there was an additional transparent stone tablet of the same size in the middle.

Night Dance Frost said: "What else do you have to say, this girl is ready to play, get your knees ready." ”

Wen Yiming didn't bother to pay attention to it, hugged his fist at the five stone carvings, and said loudly: "People don't stand without faith!" ”

Looking at Wen Yiming, who no longer spoke after sitting down, Night Dance Frost understood the meaning of this in a blink of an eye, Wen Yiming was afraid that he would lose and not honor the gambling contract, he was telling all the people in the Creative Arts Pavilion that this is your home field, even if Night Dance Frost broke his promise, he had nothing to do.

Night Dance Frost didn't know where Wen Yiming's confidence came from, and she would have such ignorant thoughts.

got up and walked to the performance stage, and when he passed by Wen Yiming's side, Night Dance Frost leaned over slightly and said in an extremely subtle voice: "I could have killed you, but I didn't have such a pleasure!" ”

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