Chapter Twenty-Eight: Selection
"What are the conditions of the Lord of Huangdao, please say it directly!" Sure enough, it was not that simple, and he was worried that Huang Yaoshi would say something right, but now, Long Haotian could only ask stubbornly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"There are seven brothers and Feng brothers who come to worship in person, these two boys are naturally eligible..." swept Guo Jing and Ouyang Ke, and Huang Yaoshi said.
"This is nature..." Ouyang Feng nodded, his eyes flickered, and swept across the field, making the players feel a chill on their backs and tremble.
"As for Kong Ming, you..." Looking at the stunned dusk, Huang Lao said evilly: "Although your master, Master Wubai, has not yet been present, but with his identity, as his disciple, you also have this qualification..."
"I..." I didn't expect that the topic of Huang Yaoshi would be transferred to himself, and in an instant, the confused dusk pointed at himself, and asked in disbelief: "Huang senior, you are not mistaken!" ā
"I'm not mistaken!" In a word, he no longer paid attention to the angry young man and Mu Nianci, who was suspicious and worried, and held back his smile, Huang Laoxie swept over the players, looked at him, and said: "As for you, you and I are both sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and our identities are not important, but if you want to ask for a kiss, you naturally have to come up with something that can be seen!" ā
"Senior, please speak!" Taking a step forward, Ash asked.
"I think so!" After thinking about it, Huang Laoxie proposed: "There are many of you, and it is impossible for all of you to be qualified to ask for marriage, so select seven people from among you, and go to Guo Jing, Ouyang Ke and Kong Ming, a total of ten people, to participate in the last three competitions, how about it!" ā
Although it was a proposal, Huang Yaoshi did not give everyone a chance to choose, with a wave of his arm, a ray of pale cyan streamer poured out like a tide, and the players in the field instantly felt a burst of clouds, the scenery in front of them flashed, and when they stabilized their bodies again, everyone had already fallen into a sea of purple and red.
Looking at the surrounding environment blankly, everyone didn't understand what Huang Yaoshi meant!
"This flower formation is one of my Peach Blossom Island formations, as a test, the first seven players to get out of this flower formation will get the opportunity to court, as for the others, I'm sorry, they will leave Peach Blossom Island!"
Hearing the voice of Huang Yaoshi in his ears, some players are happy and some are worried, and those who are happy are because they are not confident in their own strength.
No, it doesn't seem to be on the same starting line! Everyone's eyes are on the Seven Heroes of Peach Blossom Island, as a disciple of Peach Blossom Island, if you want to say that the Seven Heroes don't know anything about the formation, obviously no one will believe it.
"Of course, it doesn't matter if no one can break out of this flower array, in one day's time, the last seven people in the flower array will get this opportunity. If no one comes out of the flower circle before dark today, or if there are more than seven people left in the end, then unfortunately, everyone in the flower circle will lose this opportunity..."
After Huang Yaoshi's words were finished, the faces of the players in the flower array who were originally happy immediately became bitter, the East Evil deserved to be the East Evil, and the choice given was so evil, and it was so evil, didn't it make everyone kill each other, and even the Seven Heroes of Peach Blossom Island did not let go, as the disciples of Peach Blossom Island, they would absorb tons of hatred.
"So, come on, boys!"
added a fire to the players who were on guard, and Huang Yaoshi's voice was completely hidden, and there were only nearly a hundred players left in the entire flower array, and they didn't know where to go...
Ignoring the lives and deaths of the players in the flower array, Huang Yaoshi saw that the sky was not yet bright, so he invited Ouyang Feng and a few people to rest in the bamboo forest, as for those maids and players who did not participate in the courtship, they were waiting for the final result of the test outside with peace of mind.
Several people entered the bamboo pavilion, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and Ouyang Feng sat on the stone bench, and the rest of them were not qualified to sit down, even Huang Rong was standing behind Huang Yaoshi, accompanied by Guo Jing with affection.
As soon as he sat down, Ouyang Feng opened his mouth and complained: "Brother Yao, why do you give this group of people a chance, I think it is better to hand it over to me directly and send them all out of the island with a slap!" ā
"You can't say that!" With a chuckle, Huang Yaoshi said: "Brother Feng, don't underestimate this group of people, maybe there are some talented and demonic people in it, and after a few years, I can't say if I can catch up with you!" ā
"Just them..." Shaking his head and sneering, Ouyang Feng said: "Okay, I admit that their ability to come back from the dead is really powerful, but what else do they have, talented and intelligent people are everywhere, and a few of them can go to the realm of you and me!" ā
"The old poison is not right, the talent and intelligence plus the ability to die, the possibility of coming to our step, or even surpassing our step, is much greater than that of ordinary people..." ā
"Humph!" knew that what Hong Qigong said also had some truth, but Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, and retorted without thinking: "It's good to say lightly, resurrect from the dead, but don't forget, without the pressure of death, how can there be the feeling of walking on the edge of death, the experience of not being on the edge of death, how to break through one shackle after another and reach a higher realm!" ā
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Huang Yaoshi hurriedly interrupted the two and said with a smile: "Seventh brother, Brother Feng, don't quarrel, whether this group of teenagers can break out of the world, let's just wait and see, don't you hurt the harmony by arguing back and forth!" ā
"Hmph..."
In Huang Yaoshi's home field, the two were not too unscrupulous, and when they saw him open their mouths to stop them, the two of them snorted at the same time and stopped talking.
Seeing that Huang Yaoshi fell on himself again, Dusk kept wondering in his heart, Ouyang Feng had been to Shaolin, and seeing Huang Yaoshi's appearance, it seemed that he had also been in contact with his master, which was strange!
Looking at the smiling Huang Yaoshi, he couldn't help it, so Dusk had no choice but to ask, "Lord Huangdao, do you know my master!" ā
"Not only does he know, but I also know the old flowers!" Without waiting for Huang Yaoshi to answer, Hong Qigong just preemptively said.
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In the flower array, the purple and red are beautiful, and the falling flowers are colorful.
In the gorgeous array, the original harmony was destroyed by bursts of shouts and killings.
Huang Laoxie didn't know if it was unintentional or deliberate, and when he sent everyone into the array, he didn't separate everyone, but put everyone in the center of the flower array.
After listening to the rules announced by Huang Yaoshi, although there was tension at the beginning, no one directly did it, but players from various sects gathered together to find a way out.
It's a pity that the little half an hour is still in the flower array, and the players who don't find the slightest regularity and can't see the hope of going out at all, after being irritable, they finally can't suppress the killing intent in their hearts, when a multi-person team encounters a lone player, in the last darkness before dawn, this melee suddenly kicked off.
The sun rises in the east, the light is shining, and the wisps of fiery red morning light are sprinkled on the peach blossom island, scattered in this square flower array.
Wisps of blood have soaked the grass, corpses are scattered on the path between the flowers, motionless in the morning breeze, and the blades scattered on the side of the road are shining with blood-red brilliance in the morning light, which is dazzling...