"Smack!" directly covered He Lanbo's mouth, Feng Qingge said with a gloomy face: "Do you still want wild grass?"

Nodding again and again, He Lanbo let go of Feng Qingge's hand, lowered his voice and said: "Hey, brother, this is not a shameful thing, isn't it just not well developed, nothing, I will bring you more antler whips for you, make up for it, look at you like this, it should be underdeveloped, I ......"

"It's said that the development is not good, but this ass is quite warped, quite material, if you are a girl, it must be a superlative, right, Helan Gongzi. Feng Reverse smiled, and when he saw that Feng Qingge's face was not good, he immediately said: "Okay, okay, I won't say it, as long as you give me wild grass, I don't know anything...... But looking at your thin appearance, even if you have a dragon yang fetish, it's the one below......"

I'll fuck your uncle!

The combination of Feng Chao and He Lanbo is completely a shameless combination! These two people wear a pair of pants, everything is in unison, and Feng Qingge really has no way to deal with the two of them. Glancing at Feng Rebellion, Feng Qingge frowned and asked, "Why don't you go in, this is the competition area." ”

"yes, why am I here...... Elder Gu Shen, let me in!" seemed to react, the corners of Feng Rebellion's mouth twitched fiercely, and he hit the enchantment with a "snap", crying and shouting that his mother wanted to go over. He is not a participant, why is he also put here, so he doesn't want to fight with a perverted and perverted candidate like He Lanbo.

Half an hour wasn't too long, and by the time everyone had rested, the barrier ahead opened. Feng Chao had already changed into armor and stood in front of the crowd, and threw a few flattering glances at Feng Qingge, and then followed behind Gu Shen and walked inside.

The scene inside the Chaoyang Sect was exposed, and the scattered mansions had a different mysterious color, and before enjoying the other scenery, they saw the external fighting arena, which was built of bluestone slabs, and there were stone pillars around the round platform, as if it was a hand, enveloping the ring.

Martial arts are very simple, and they take a random two-person match, and the list is chosen by the elders themselves. Everyone has three chances, if they lose, they are out, and if they win, they can continue. However, this rule doesn't matter to Feng Qingge, even if she loses all, she can enter the sect to study.

It's just that after such a big benefit, many people don't like Feng Qingge, under the conditions of fair competition, who wants to have an extra moth down?

"No, do you really plan to do this?" his eyes widened, Feng Cheng looked at Feng Qingge in front of him, and said with some incomprehension: "It's a bit too risky for you to do this, after all, ......"

"Do what I say, at least you can reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble. Feng Qingge smiled.

In desperation, Feng Chao had no choice but to convey Feng Qingge's words to Gu Shen, Gu Shen hesitated for a moment, and then announced: "Feng Ershui voluntarily gave up the first seven games, and there are three games left, losing one game by ten points, and losing all three games, then the martial arts fight is zero." ”

"Hahaha, I'll just say, how could the Chaoyang Sect, which has always been rigorous, come up with these things, Feng Ershui is finished this time!"

"But no, even if she is a hundred points, what can she do, we will overtake him immediately!"

"Look at it, what is the first in the literary examination, and we will fight back again on the martial arts examination!"

automatically admitted defeat in seven games, and Feng Qingge was defeated without a fight, so her assessment was directly postponed, and she had no chance to play in front of her. Randomly chose a place to rest, Feng Qingge cared more about the strength of those people. I thought that these people who were not good at the literary examination did not have too outstanding strength in martial arts, but Feng Qingge's idea was wrong.

Seeing those who came to the stage, although the star level was not too high, the neatness of the shot, her own reaction speed and attack methods, all made her eyes shine. The people who can be qualified to participate in the assessment of the Chaoyang Sect are not simple ordinary people. On the contrary, those who quickly lose must be the chefs who come to the third game.

The chef's own strength is not very strong, and in such a competition, he doesn't even have the strength to protect himself. Fortunately, the martial arts fight was up to the point, and there was no excessive action. The match between Helan Bo and Xuemo was imminent, and they could only stay there and wait, staring at each other with big eyes, just like enemies. Feng Wei was dressed in armor, maintaining order in the ring, and when something was wrong, he immediately stopped it, and Feng Qingge was quiet alone.

"Wind and water. The cold voice sounded behind him, and Feng Qingge only felt that the hairs on his body stood up.

The cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared, Feng Qingge smiled indifferently, raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss Zhao, is there something wrong?"

"Hmph, even if you know each other, you know that you have given up the first seven games. Zhao Ying'er snorted coldly, turned her head to look at Feng Qingge, only felt that the person in front of her was becoming more and more familiar, but she couldn't remember who she was. Clenched her hands, Zhao Ying'er straightened her back and said: "I came here to warn you, don't think that you are the first in the literary examination, and you can break it in martial arts, martial arts, with the strength of your stinky cook, do you still want to win?"

"Thank you Miss Zhao for reminding me, I'll try my best. Feng Qingge chuckled, not looking at Zhao Ying'er at all.

Who reminded you!" Zhao Ying'er snorted coldly, looking at the people in the ring, she said coldly: "You'd better not be with me, otherwise, I'm afraid that I can't help but kill you! Feng Ershui, have we met somewhere?"

"I said in my dream, will you beat me?" Feng Qingge laughed, but ignored Zhao Ying'er.

When Zhao Ying'er's name was read on the field, she could only snort coldly and walked towards the field.

His eyes locked on the person in front of him, Feng Qingge held his chin with one hand and looked at the people in the ring, I don't know when, the people on the field have changed. Xuemo, who was as cold as ice and snow, clasped her hands around her chest and stared coldly at the person opposite. He was originally beautiful enough, and he had the name of the son, so this appearance attracted the attention of most people.

Looking at the man on the side, he was full of murderous anger, and he hadn't really made a move yet, like a sharp blade that had been unsheathed, and it could explode at any time. With this momentum alone, it is not much worse than Xue Mo. Feng Qingge couldn't help but half-close his eyes, staring at the person in front of him, Xuemo had already entered the Xuan Rank, but it was the middle stage, and his strength was on the upper side. But Feng Qingge didn't know what his skills were, so he couldn't make a decision. And the person on the other side had just entered the Xuan Rank, and he was definitely superior to Xue Mo in terms of strength. In such a situation, Xuemo is more suitable for light combat methods, and he suffers a lot in this kind of small-field strength competition.

"Xuejia Xuemo. The cold sound sounded like snow and ice in winter.

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