Soon, the votes came out.

In the first painting competition, Dongfang Jian Yu of the Poquan Dynasty won the first place with an overwhelming advantage of 549 votes, the rest of Wei Yunan had 322 votes, Ye Qinglime had 411 votes, and the lowest number of votes was 149 votes from Zhuang Moran of the Haoyue Dynasty.

As soon as the votes were announced, the crowd was in an uproar.

Zhuang Moran didn't care much about this, but was very happy that he could get more than a hundred votes. It seems that I have made some progress by practicing hard for so long.

Dongfang Jian Yu didn't care much about this, anyway, he was confident that he could win, so why bother paying too much attention to this?

Well, he just has such arrogant capital.

"Zhuang Moran, your score is really special. The difference between cloud and mud. Dongfang Jian Yu sneered mercilessly.

Zhuang Moran glanced at him coldly, snorted, turned his head and left. Just don't bother to talk nonsense with him.

Dongfang Jian Yu touched his nose, didn't say anything, and returned to his position.

Next up is the second contest - the number of votes for the book.

The first place is still the Poquan Dynasty, with Mu Senyu 541 votes. It was also a landslide victory.

Next is Yu Rousha, who ranked second - 399 votes, which is also a very good result, close to 400. The third place was Mu Qiyu of the Haoyue Dynasty with 246 votes, while Yun Xuanling of the Huaxia Dynasty was only one vote away from him - 245 votes ranked last.

Based on the number of votes, it is clear that the Poquan dynasty has won two games in a row.

In this way, after the most ordinary competition of the four of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the Poquan Dynasty has won three games, and there is every reason to stand out in this game, and the last martial arts can be won without participating in this first competition.

In this way, the pair of people of the Poquan Dynasty have to be impressive.

Beiling glanced at the demon Qianzhu, who had been reading, and asked lightly: "Do you have any problems participating in the last event?" "Demon Qianzhu's cultivation is not spiritual power, and the last martial arts is to be infused with spiritual power.

"Worried about me?" Demon Qianzhu is starting to be serious again.

Bei Ling glanced at him: "Get down to business!" ”

"Of course there is." Demon Qianzhu replied unavoidably, "Have you ever seen a person who cultivates the dark system to cultivate useless spiritual power?" The last one is going to be lost. ”

He wasn't worried about the last game at all, was he? It doesn't matter what you say, maybe there's already some way.

"There's a way?"

"No way. However, this kind of thing can't be fought hard, only outwitted. As for how to outwit, you'll find out tomorrow. "Demon Qianzhu bought a pass and deliberately didn't say it.

Bei Ling sneered and replied coolly: "Are you planning to abstain?" Bei Ling said this sentence in an affirmative tone, as if Demon Qianzhu would really do this.

Demon Qianzhu just smiled and didn't speak.

Well, since you can't put it into words, forget it. Beiling gave up.

With that, that's the end of today's game. Tomorrow is the last game.

Poquan has already won three of them, and if he wins the last one, it will be four in a row. This has to be said to be rare in such a peak conference for so many years.

However, the best record of the Peak Stream Conference was the Chinese Dynasty hundreds of years ago, when they won five consecutive matches in the first competition of that Peak Stream Conference.

However, in any case, this is a good sign, and maybe it will be a smooth ride to win the Peak Stream Conference and win the Emperor Xin Order.

That's where someone started yy.

"Yurousha, you stop for me!"

The arena was lively, and suddenly there was such a discordant roar, and the audience instantly fell silent.

"Yurousha, you stop for me!" This time it was directly yelled.

Bei Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Senyu with an angry face.

"Yes, there's a drama to watch." Dongfang Jian Yu said while holding a plate of melon seeds.

"Stop? Why? Yu Rousha turned around and asked rhetorically.

That arrogant momentum was not lost to Mu Senyu at all.

"Why?" Mu Senyu sneered and hurried towards Yurousha. Rousha didn't move, looking at Mu Senyu who was approaching him step by step, until he walked in front of him and looked at her condescendingly.

What it's like. It's so much shorter than him, it's really unpleasant. Soft gauze belly slander.

"Heh, Mu Gongzi, what's the matter with you?" Rousha looked impatient. Her voiceover is rude, it's you, the, say something, fart, let it go!

Mu Senyu didn't speak, and after staring at her for a while, he grabbed her left hand and pulled her away from the venue directly and roughly.

"That's it?" Dongfang Jian Yu seemed to be very sorry and sad, "It's a pity." ”

Beiling glanced back and was taken aback.

Dongfang Jian Yu and Dongfang Yichen are not afraid of causing trouble at all, and the two who have already prepared snacks and tea are waiting to watch the show. As a result, the person concerned, hehe-he-da-gone.

"It's a pity." Beiling commented.

The others saw that there was nothing to do, and they all left one after another, and in the end, only Po Quan and the others were left, as well as Yu Moli of the Nanshu Dynasty and Zhuang Moran of the Haoyue Dynasty.

Beiling and Demon Qianzhu were not in a hurry to leave, so they simply sat down to eat, drink and drink wine.

"I heard that this is Princess Pingqing's concubine, is it Demon Qianzhu?"

A female voice thought overhead.

Bei Ling's hand paused for a moment before continuing the next move.

"Familiar with you?" Beiling asked.

Yu Moli was stunned by this question for a few seconds, and then smiled: "I thought that the princess would not be able to see her face clearly with a veil, but I didn't expect that after a close observation, I had to praise Princess Pingqing for her good looks." Remembering yesterday's tune...... I didn't expect the princess to have such a profound musical talent after being away for eighteen years. Mo Li admired. I also played the princess's song yesterday, and found that there were a few places that didn't seem to be played correctly, and Mo Li really wanted the princess to give me advice. ”

This is perfectly said, nothing is wrong, but how to listen to it and how to twist, openly and secretly sarcastically Beiling is not as good as Yu Moli.

"Oh, there's time." Bei Ling responded lightly.

Yu Moli was not in a hurry, and was generous: "Then, I'm waiting." With that, he left.

After she left, Beiling put the teapot aside and glanced at the demon Qianzhu: "Do you know?" ”

Demon Qianzhu raised his eyes, looking very confused. Apparently he had no idea what had just happened.

"Under-trained." Bei Ling put down such a sentence, and just as he was about to get up, he heard Dongfang Jian Yu and Dongfang Yi Chen whispering on the side-

"I didn't expect Thirteen to be so open in sexual matters!" Such obscene words were naturally uttered by Dongfang Jian Yu.

"Fifth brother, I didn't expect Thirteen to tell such a private matter." Dongfang Yichen had an expression of "I just knew".

"Tsk, there's nothing more to say."

"Uh-huh."

……

Beiling listened to their conversation, raised her eyebrows, and left directly. No more nonsense.