The men and women of Nanzhao are a people who live on horseback and often cross the wind and sand, they have a healthy complexion and dark pupils, and because of this, they are proud of this, often claiming to be descendants of the sun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nanzhao's national style can no longer be described by openness, the most accurate adjective should be bold, they have never been informal, and there is no complicated etiquette in other countries, therefore, in this kind of day, whether it is the royal family or the common people, they have the right to come to the competition to watch the game.

At this time, in the huge competition field, two men in black suits stood face to face, and among the spectators around the arena were the high emperor, and the noble princes and ministers, as well as the ordinary people, not to mention the girls who had not yet left the cabinet, at this time, almost everyone was shouting hoarsely, cheering for the winner in their hearts.

Because, today is the day when they are about to compete for the final candidate to participate in the martial arts conference in the Nanzhao Kingdom, and the two people who are fighting against each other are their most outstanding prince Mo Wen and the first major general of Nanzhao Cheng Xiao, so everyone can't help but be excited.

Mo Wen looked at Cheng Xiao in front of him, and couldn't help but flash a trace of helplessness in his heart, did he finally bump into him.

"Great Prince, we support you!"

"Cheng Gongzi will win!"

"Nonsense, it must be the eldest prince who wins!"

"Who said it, Cheng Gongzi is the winner!"

The girls in the audience were already holding flowers and began to fight with each other, Cheng Xiao couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, the popularity of the two of them seemed to be unexpectedly not low.

"Yes, eldest prince, let's stop fighting, I'll admit defeat," Cheng Xiao looked at Mo Wen with a smile on his face, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed to start, because he was afraid that if he accidentally hit Mo Wen's handsome face, those girls would definitely eat him.

"How can it be done," Mo Wen suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, and motioned for Cheng Xiao to look behind him, "Those girls are going to cry." ”

"So, let's fight!"

Cheng Xiao laughed, then pulled out the scimitar behind his waist, and attacked Mo Wen first, and Mo Wen was not ambiguous, after a little dodge, a silver spear in his hand also launched the offensive, and you have been fighting for more than ten rounds between you and me.

And with the rising cheers and screams of the girls in the audience, Mo Wen and Cheng Xiao are also getting more and more fighting, and the two sides have been at a stalemate, let alone the final result.

Mo Xiong looked at the two of them in the field, and couldn't help but flash a trace of relief in his heart, according to this situation, even if he returned to the west immediately, he didn't have to worry that Nanzhao's country would not be able to hold it.

"The Great Prince!"

Mo Xiong was distracted, and a group of girls in the field began to scream like crazy, Mo Xiong hurriedly looked over, but saw a blood stain on Mo Wen's left arm, dyeing the black sleeves black-brown.

It turned out that Cheng Xiao's offensive just now was too fierce, Mo Wen couldn't dodge it for a while, and actually scratched his left arm, and Cheng Xiao's scimitar was also a treasure knife passed down at home, the sharpness can be imagined, it was obviously just a small mouth, but it left so much blood.

"Your Majesty, the eldest prince has been injured and is not suitable for another battle, General Cheng's sword is extremely sharp, if you continue to compete, I am afraid that it will hurt the body of the eldest prince."

Qingcang is not only Mo Xiong's personal guard, he grew up with Mo Xiong since he was a child, but he is also the master of the eldest prince Mo Wen, and Mo Wen's kung fu is all derived from his years of teaching.

"Father, I'll just say it, the eldest brother is definitely not good, so it's better to ......" The third prince sitting on the side was unpredictable, and shook the sleeves of his luxurious robe, with some disdain between his eyebrows.

"Anyway, the competition was originally to select one person to accompany Mo Wen to participate in the martial arts conference, and I won't have any worries anymore when I stand in such a situation."

Before he finished his words, he was interrupted by the old emperor Mo Xiong, and the old emperor's words also made him feel cold in his heart.

What the? This was originally designed for the eldest brother? Shouldn't the final winner choose a desirable partner by himself after the winner wins, why did it become a direct choice of partners for the eldest brother, and are you too partial to your father?

Thinking so unpredictably, he couldn't help but be burning with anger, he was about to run out of skin, why, just because he didn't ask if he was the prince!

"Stop," Mo Xiong waved his hand, and the two people who were fighting in the field immediately withdrew their hands and stood respectfully, and Mo Wen, who lowered his head, still flashed a trace of relief in his eyes at this time, if he was not injured, I am afraid that they would fight until dark.

"I have seen the ability of the two of you, and if you go to the martial arts conference together, I will no longer be concerned, but remember, you must always guard the dignity of the sun!"

"Yes, Father!"

"Obey orders!"

Mo Wen and Cheng Xiao happily agreed, but the fire in Mo Ji's heart was even greater, he originally thought that when Cheng Xiao defeated Mo Wen, he would take the initiative to ask for help, but he never expected that his father had never planned to give him this opportunity from the beginning.

"The eldest prince, you are the bravest!"

"General Cheng, you are our sun!"

The sun, in the hearts of the Nanzhao people, is the highest standard of warriors, and if a man can be praised as the sun, then he must be very, very good.

Mo Xiong naturally heard these words in his ears without falling a word, so he was even happier in his heart, he knew these sons one by one, and the sophisticated combination of Wen Taowu was the most suitable only Mo Wen and Cheng Xiao.

However, this earth-shattering cheer is extremely ironic in the unpredictable ears, some of the carefully prepared for this martial arts conference are meaningless, he is a son forgotten by his father, a forgotten person, and he is not qualified to have anything.

"In this way, next month's martial arts conference will be attended by my son Mo Wen and Major General Cheng Xiao, people, let us cheer for our sun!"

Mo Xiong once again led the climax in the martial arts arena, and the enthusiastic and unrestrained girls did not shy away from shouting the name of the person they wanted in their hearts, as if they had ushered in the most wonderful spring.

Mo Wen and Cheng Xiao couldn't help but smile at each other, they will become the best combination of emperors and ministers, for the tomorrow of Nanzhao, for the sun.

Unpredictable also took this scene into his eyes, anger and jealousy almost completely swallowed his reason, he insisted hard, so he didn't rush out and cut down the two people on the field together, but the unwillingness in his heart became more and more intense.

That position, he also wants.