Chapter 165: Mixed Pupils Out of the Mountain
The excited yellow fat man seemed to be in the clouds at the moment, and the whole person felt light, as if he was stepping on hydrogen gas under his feet, swimming upward, and his face was full of intoxicated expressions.
"It's worth it to be able to be seen by the pavilion master." The big face of the flesh is like a big apple that has just ript at the moment, so shy, if this is heard by the mysterious man who entered the Red Pavilion with him, I am afraid that he will be angry on the spot, and he will be so satisfied when he is seen, and there is no ambition.
The man's hat was pressed so low, he stood on the second floor of the 'Bamboo Pavilion' and watched the fat yellow man, and then sat back down after smiling.
Yang Ying has put away his fan, pinned it to his waist, put his hands on the trouser line, and stood there dignifiedly, as tall as a pine tree, and his eyebrows also showed his unique heroic essence.
"I don't know where Qu Bing is now." Looking at the Red Mansion Pavilion that came into view, it was the place where he met Qu Bing for the first time, and the full memories played in his brain like a slideshow.
Meng Lianpeng roughly glanced at all the candidates for the contestants this time, with a calm smile on her face, the immortal weapon mixed pupil in her hand was raised above her head, and the two black gems also shone with black light.
The light converged into an object, which looked a bit like a pig with wings, but it gave everyone present a sense of coercion like a sleeping dragon.
Qu Bing, who was immediately on the top of the pavilion, was stunned, "The pavilion master clearly said that he wanted to use mixed pupils to understand people's minds, how could this release such coercion to train them." "Even if he was on the top of the six-story pavilion, he was so uncomfortable by the coercion of this bastard pupil.
Even Yang Xinyun, who was in the sky, felt very unpleasant, frowning and staring at the mixed pupil in Meng Lianpeng's hand, it was better to see it than to hear it, this sentence was not wrong at all, "This mother-in-law, don't play cards according to the routine." ”
After all, this thing, the predecessor was one of the ancient fierce beasts, and it was in the same era as legendary figures such as Kuafu and Nuwa, how could the immortal weapons turned into eyes be mortal.
All the players on the stage were forced to breathe by this oppression, and some even sat on the ground on the spot, trembling all over, and if you look closely, there are already signs of wetness in his crotch.
Yang Ying gritted her teeth and carried it to the end, sweat dripping down her forehead densely, and the yellow fat man's legs trembled vigorously, and his whole face was like a bun, completely twisted into a ball, or painful.
"Let's end it soon, I can't hold it anymore." The fat yellow man screamed heartbreakingly in his heart, just wanting to escape from this area as soon as possible.
Even the seven-star sword on Chen Le's waist flashed out a white light to contend with it, as if these two forces couldn't be combined at all.
After that, the milky white light also faintly emitted light, and Zhao Zilong appeared out of thin air, like a guardian saint, standing behind Chen Le dutifully to protect him.
Meng Lianpeng put the mixed pupil in his hand on the ground, and he floated in the air, everyone present was suddenly relieved, panting, and the exaggerated one was the whole person with four claws on the ground, and there was no extra strength to support himself to stand up.
After a satisfactory round, those who were physically exhausted fell to the ground and never got up again, and those with helpers or personal servants hurriedly rushed to the stage to carry their own people away, and those who were alone could only lie there like a salted fish.
After a while, only the people who had been holding up before were left in the arena with their hands wide open and shouted excitedly, "The Red Pavilion will officially begin." "There are still seventy-seven, eighty-eight people left on the stage, this number has made Meng Lianpeng very happy, you know, her budget before was only fifty percent of the people who insisted on this stage.
The audience and the crowd in their respective lounges also erupted in enthusiastic shouts, even Qu Bing on the top of the pavilion and Yang Xinyun, who was flying in the air with clouds on his feet, also showed a pleased smile and applauded here.
At the same time, he locked his eyes on Yang Ying and cheered him on, "Just hold on, just hold on." ”
"Whew, it's finally begun." Chen Le collapsed directly on the stool with a backrest, and a burly figure dressed in blue appeared in his peripheral vision.
Hurriedly sat up and looked back, "Zhao Zilong, why did you come out, hurry, go back to rest." With that, he took out the seven-star sword from behind him and motioned to Zhao Zilong to hurry back.
"Lord Qiqi, just now I felt a danger wantonly invading here, and I was afraid that the lord would be in danger, so I hurried out to protect the lord." Zhao Zilong lowered his head and said.
"Danger? Still wanton invasion? Chen Le was a little puzzled, nothing else appeared except for the black light just now, "But Zhao Zilong said that it was very dangerous, but I couldn't feel it at all." ”
"Zilong, the danger you are talking about is the black light just now?"
"Exactly, its ferocity is very violent, and if you are injured by it, I am afraid it will be difficult to heal."
"I didn't expect this thing to be so powerful." Chen Le focused all his eyes on the scepter in Meng Lianpeng's hand, as if he remembered correctly, he and Chaos were still inextricably linked.
"But why can't I feel that sense of danger?" I was still very puzzled in my heart, but after seeing the black light flickering, those people on the stage fell down and were paralyzed, thinking that the group had epilepsy, which turned out to be caused by the mixed pupils.
"It is my honor to inform you that all of you present have been given the opportunity to participate in the centennial Red Court meeting." Meng Lianpeng looked at everyone who was still on the stage with joy, and said by flying into the sky.
And their frowning brows only stretched for a moment at this moment, and the smiles on their faces were forcibly squeezed out, and only a few people who still had the strength to laugh really felt this joy.
"Next, I don't think I need to say more, I still rely on the mixed pupils in my hands to identify the young talents you are present." As soon as the words changed, he said sharply, "If you are not satisfied, you will directly lose your qualification for the next conference, and it will even have a certain impact on your personal future cultivation, so it's too late to quit now." ”
It is known that this mixed pupil can read people's hearts and understand people's feelings, which people are sheep in wolf's clothing, the kind of people with ghosts in their hearts, when they are discovered by the mixed pupils, the subsequent path of cultivation will also be known by others because of the appearance of the Red Pavilion Society, and their reputation and subsequent demons will have an impact.
If this is his deity again, maybe he will reward those bad guys, but unfortunately he has no other useful body now except for these eyes that can see through others.