The first one to fall off the field was the prefect's precious son, fortunately, Lin Cong's attack was not too ruthless, fortunately, the prefect's son was not injured by any strict zhòng, otherwise the prefect's face would not be too good-looking.

His allies are gone, and the disciples of the Huashan faction can't hold on for a long time, and they were shot down by Lin Cong with a palm, and their faces were full of chagrin, but their skills are not as good as others, so they can't complain much. And when Lin Cong solved his two opponents, Yun Fei fell down with the two disciples of the Double Sword Sect, and finally killed Chen Batian's two shields, Yun Fei did not suffer, anyway, there was Song Mingyang on the field, he comforted a lot.

Five people were eliminated all of a sudden, and the six people who were still on the field naturally became today's winners.

The man in ink and the ember didn't have to fight anymore without distinguishing the winner or loser, but the two of them didn't have the slightest intention of stopping.

Stop! Shui Jingyun got up and shouted to the two people on the field, and his deep and powerful voice shocked the audience, the hall master of the Water Hall is not a person who has a false name.

Ember stopped his hand in an instant, and the man in ink was a little unsatisfied, but even the Lord of the Water Hall had already shouted to stop, so if he insisted on fighting again, he would be a little unable to speak, and he had to stop.

Seeing this scene, the red lips under the light veil turned slightly pale, but his expression was still as usual, and he turned his head to Mo Xuan and smiled lightly: Mo Gongzi, please forgive me for missing the company first!

Mo Xuan nodded spontaneously.

Watching Shui Lingling leave slowly, Mo Xuan also got up and went to the Ember and a few people.

Shui Yanyun followed his father's wishes, got up and walked in front of the six people who won, ordered someone to take the lottery cylinder, and let the six Ember draw lots together to see who would be whose opponent in the end tomorrow. Chen Batian was the first to grab a sign, and the rest of the people also picked it up one after another, and Nangong Zhuang was the last to take it.

Please show the serial number on your signboard! Shui Yanyun said.

Almost at the same time, everyone displayed the serial number on the sign, and the onlookers in the audience gathered their heads to see it more clearly.

After Shui Yanyun nodded, he spoke: The first game: Chen Batian vs. Mo Lian, the second game: Ember vs. Song Mingyang, and the last game: Lin Cong vs. Nangong Zhuang!

Mo Xuan, who was walking forward slowly, couldn't help but be a little speechless when he heard that the man in ink was also surnamed Mo, but at first glance, this guy was not a good product, maybe this name was also made up at random, but fortunately, this guy was competing with Chen Batian, who was even more unpleasant, and the strength of the two of them was concealed, Mo Xuan wanted to see who these two people were more powerful!

The results of the other two games, everyone already has a number in their hearts, the embers will win Song Mingyang, as for Lin Cong and Nangong Zhuang, as long as Nangong Zhuang does not deal with it, there should not be much chance to reverse.

Tomorrow's three matches will definitely be much more exciting than today's.

After everyone dispersed, before Ember could see where Mo Xuan was, Nangong Zhuang had already swooped to Mo Xuan's side, and said with a smile: "How is it, Xiao Bao'er, how is my cousin today?"

Mo Xuan stretched out his little finger and shook it in front of Nangong Zhuang's eyes, and said, "So-so!"

There is no chance for me to play today, and tomorrow I will definitely make you very satisfied! Nangong Zhuang grabbed Mo Xuan's little thumb, smiled and raised his eyebrows.

This is clearly eating tofu, Mo Xuan couldn't break free from his clutches, and immediately stepped on him fiercely, but his foot was not light at all.

The appearance of the two men, if they fall into the eyes of others, will inevitably be in reverie, but fortunately, before others see it, a figure will block the movements of the two.

Ember stretched out his hand and pulled Mo Xuan's hand down, and then waited for Nangong Zhuang to say: If you want to provoke criticism yourself, I don't care, don't pull Xiaomo!

For this Xiaomo, Mo Xuan actually refused at first, who let her fourth brother's dog be called 'Xiaomo', so as soon as she heard this name, Mo Xuan felt that Ember was calling her a puppy, which was really a bit of a trance, but if Ember called her Xiaobao or Xiaoqi or something, I am afraid she would be even more uncomfortable.

Nangong Zhuang raised his hands in surrender and said: Little Ember, I know it's wrong, next time I must remember to grab your fingers!

Faced with Nangong Zhuang's unchanging demonic appearance, Ember's cold face became even colder, and he immediately turned around and left, not forgetting to call Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan glared at Nangong Zhuang, and then followed the embers, and kept praising in his heart that this bodyguard was really good, at least much more attentive than those who spent money to hire him.

Nangong Zhuang looked at the back of the departing Ember, sneered and muttered: What a second fool, he still doesn't feel anything after getting along for so many days, could it be that in his eyes, there is really only one woman in the world!

After making a speech, Nangong Zhuang quickly caught up with the two in front of him, wanting to leave him, it was simply a fool's dream.