Chapter Ninety-Three: Dabi (8)

On the stage, Qi Moyun and Yu Wensong knocked their second opponents out of the ring one after another, and the two looked at each other through the ring, and the battle intent in their eyes was as strong as fire. The master of pen, fun and pavilion www.biquge.info is lonely, and it is really a rare experience in life to be able to stand on the stage and compete, both of them are tenacious and vow to force each other out of the ring.

General Ma jumped into the ring, hugged his fist at Yu Wensong, and drew the horizontal knife that had accompanied him for many years.

In front of Zimmeryun, the third Northern Chieftain master with two sticks also began to attack.

In the stands, the mood of the old grandfather and Lin Yuanshan Xie Yue was extremely uncalm, but if something bad really happened, it was useless to be anxious, people had already been sent out, and now they had to wait for news. If Xiao He really disappeared, he would definitely inform General Xie that the Zhenguo Mansion would never tolerate such a provocation from them.

Time seems to be fast, and at the same time it seems to be extremely slow.

When Zimmeryun faced the last Northern Chief master, and Yuwen Song fought with the master of the Dachen Southern Army, Xie Da sent back the news, Miss Biao came out only a quarter of an hour later than everyone, followed by Tsing Yi and a little girl named Zhi'er, as well as the coachman and four government soldiers, and it was Zhi'er who came to the arena to spread the word, and now it has been confirmed by Tianyi Pavilion, Miss Biao did not go there, and of course no one in Tianyi Pavilion has invited Miss Biao at all.

Xiaohe disappeared with all seven of them.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaoyou personally replied that there was no trace of her in all the places where Xiaohe could go.

Xie Yue sat down in his chair, unable to maintain his apparent composure.

Lin Yuanshan's hand trembled slightly, he really didn't dare to imagine what the girl would be like now.

General Xie was called over, and when he heard this, he immediately decided to go home, and Lin Yuanshan, Xie Yue, and Xiaoyou followed.

The old grandfather still sat in the stands, Xie Heng and the others were very strange when they saw Xie Yue hurriedly leaving with General Xie, although the old grandfather looked solemn, he still couldn't help but speak, "Grandfather, is there anything wrong with the uncle, is there a place where we need help?"

"No need," the old grandfather shook his hand, "continue to watch the game!"

The thing that Xiaohe doesn't see can't be publicized, alas, this child is really unfortunate, I don't know who made this black hand, I hope she will turn evil into good fortune. The old grandfather's hand clenched into a fist under his robe.

Zimmeryun was still fighting hard in the ring, and in the past few days, all his energy was focused on the game, and he didn't pay attention to his little girl at all.

Moreover, capable people are often overconfident, after the last time Xiaohe was taken captive, the government soldiers of the Zhenguo Mansion followed Xiaohe from time to time, although Zimmeryun still sent someone to follow Xiaohe, but in fact, he didn't think that Xiaohe would have anything, just out of concern.

Qi Moyun felt that he was very tired, his internal strength was greatly consumed, he was hit several times on his shoulder and lower abdomen, and his calf was poked by the gun of the previous Northern Chief master, and blood was seeping out, but he was wearing black clothes today, and others couldn't see it. The left hand was stabbed, although it avoided a little, it still pulled out a long blood mark, the sleeve of the shirt had already been cut, and at the end of the game, Zimmeryun himself tied it with a strip of cloth.

In the North Chief Ring, Yu Wensong was not easier than Qi Moyun, his shoulder was injured by General Ma's horizontal knife, the wound was much worse than Qi Moyun, the strip of cloth he was tied had turned blood red, and there were also many secret wounds elsewhere on his body.

In fact, these are tolerable for Yu Wensong, but the problem is that Da Chen, the last master to come to power, is a big headache for him. The last master of the Southern Army to come to power may not be the most powerful, but he grew up in the southern rainforest, but he practiced poisonous fists, and every time he swung his palm, there was a fishy smell, Yuwensong felt that he was dizzy, and even the wounds seemed to be numb by the fishy smell.

When he finally kicked the Southern Army master out of the ring, he felt that something was wrong with his whole body, and he felt a little exhausted.