Equal (2)
The game on the field continued, but Xiao Chuyu began to be at a disadvantage. In the end, Luo Yicheng won.
"I conceded."
Luo Yicheng said gently.
Xiao Chuyu smiled bitterly, wiping the dark red of the demon rule at the corner of her mouth, although she knew that she couldn't win against Luo Yicheng, she still couldn't help but feel annoyed.
He stepped down a little disappointed.
Xiao Mo Ran motioned for Yunkong to bring him tea.
Xiao Chuyu reluctantly smiled at Xiao Moran, "Alas, I lost." ”
The tone also lost its usual lightness.
"The fourth prince is four years younger than King Yi, and it is normal for people to be defeated."
Feng Luoge comforted.
Yun Xian nodded in agreement, "The fourth prince has already done a good job. ”
"Yes, Yun Chu is also a few years older than the four princes, but he lost to the four princes in martial arts."
Ning Yunchu was embarrassed to speak, among the men on this trip, he was the only one who didn't know martial arts, if it was him who was drawn this time, then Cangyun Kingdom would lose even worse.
"That's right, and then there's General Wind!"
Shangguan Rouyi said.
Xiao Moran said lightly, "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and the four emperor brothers don't have to mind." ”
Although the tone was indifferent, it made Xiao Chuyu feel a lot better.
The game is over, Luo Yicheng has returned, Luo Yicheng still hasn't returned to the camp of the Flower Soul Country, just leaning lazily on the chair, knocking his eyes, as if he has just taken medicine and fallen asleep.
The next round of the game began, and this round was drawn by Nan Haotian vs. Shuying.
Although Nan Haotian knows martial arts, it is only based on self-preservation, while Shuying is the leader of the Blood Guards of the Dragon Proud Country, and he has experienced a hundred battles.
The reputation of the Bloody Guards is also resounding throughout the country.
At the beginning of the game, Shuying took a fierce attack, making Nan Haotian overwhelmed and unable to parry, and retreated again and again.
"It seems that this round is going to be won by Long Aoguo."
Yunkong couldn't help but say.
Luo Chengfeng's eyes narrowed a slit, glanced at Nan Haotian on the stage, and said mockingly, "Heh! It's even more rubbish than you think! ”
Xiao Mo Ran didn't answer, this was the royal matter of the Flower Soul Country, and she didn't want to get involved in the inside story.
The results speak for themselves, and the shadow wins.
Nan Haotian was a little ugly defeated, and returned to the camp of the Flower Soul Country with a bad face.
Mu Xin'er, who had no brains, also said, "Why did you lose again!" ”
Nan Haotian's face darkened a little more.
Nan Nan Ying glared at Mu Xin'er, she was really a brainless woman, which pot she didn't open and mention.
The two stared wide-eyed.
Mu Lin'er ignored the two of them, intimately picked up the tea on the table, handed it to Nan Haotian, looked at him tenderly, but was smart and didn't speak.
After taking a sip of tea, Nan Haotian's face softened a lot, and he glanced at Mu Lin'er with appreciation.
The other party lowered his head shyly, and a shy flush appeared on his face, which was just right, and people couldn't help but feel pity.
While looking at Mu Lin'er affectionately, Nan Haotian couldn't help but look at the Luoluo City on the side of Cangyun Kingdom.
But he happened to bump into Luo Qingcheng's sharp gaze, and glimpsed the contempt in his eyes, a trace of coldness flashed in Nan Haotian's eyes, and he secretly clenched his fists.
From childhood to adulthood, Luo Chengcheng looked at him with that kind of eyes, as if he was a clown jumping off the beam in Luo Chengcheng's eyes.
One day, he will make Luo Chengcheng regret that he despised him!
The match between Nan Haotian and Shuying is over.
The only thing left is Feng Luoge and Yeling, and there is no comparison.
Everyone was nervous and expectant, one of them was a young general of Cangyun Country, and the other was also a young god of war of Long Ao Kingdom.
Who is better against two people?