Nan Chu?

Looking at Ying Xun, who was standing stiffly in place, and the other cultivators who had once again set off a frenzy of discussion, Ying Baoyue's expression was subtle.

In terms of results, Ying Xun's luck can be said to be very bad.

"I actually drew the ...... of Zhongnan Chu"

"So it's not good to trust the big one, meet the overlord of the last session! Now it's retribution......"

"Hmph, now the Qin people can't turn over if they want to!"

Guichen didn't have much to think about at this time, looking at the entire Qianqin team that was in turmoil, he couldn't help but sigh with his forehead, "Which one is not good to smoke, but I actually drew Nanchu ......"

"After all, it's a lottery," Ying Baoyue looked at him and smiled, "It's also a matter of no choice." ”

Guichen took his hand and looked at her with a complicated expression.

He couldn't understand why the girl was still so determined at this time.

It was the prince who drew the lot, but unlike everyone present, it was clear that the result of that lot would affect the fate of this girl!

The result of the battle is closely related to the results of the battle, and as long as this woman is affected even a little, she may lose her freedom for the rest of her life!

But looking at the former Qin stepson who drew a bad lot, she did not waver or complain in the slightest.

"You ......" Guichen bit his lip and looked at Ying Baoyue, he wanted to ask her if she was not worried?

But as if knowing what he was thinking, Ying Baoyue patted him on the shoulder, "Even if you draw Nanchu, whether you can win depends on who the opponent is." And ......"

As the winner of the previous session, Nan Chu was the number one enemy in the eyes of the cultivators in the current venue, but Ying Baoyue didn't think so.

"And I think it's better to draw Nanchu than ......"

Listening to the girl's voice in his ear, Guichen turned his head sharply.

The next moment, I don't know what happened next to the ring, and there was a burst of shouting from the crowd, but in this noisy voice, he heard the girl next to him speak softly.

"It's stronger than drawing the Northern Wei Dynasty."

What do you mean? Guichen was stunned, but at this moment, he only heard the people in front of him cheering.

"There is someone from Nanchu!"

"Don't squeeze, let me see who it is!"

There were too many people on the other side of Nanchu's position, and everyone was identifying which one stood up, and Guichen's attention was suddenly attracted to the south.

Almost everyone looked at the position to the south, but Ying Baoyue looked at the back of Ying Xun, who was standing quietly on the edge of the ring and was a little lonely.

In the five countries outside the former Qin, although he drew the next lot in everyone's eyes with a 20% chance, she felt that it was better to draw Southern Chu than to draw Northern Wei.

At least this year.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath and looked at the chaotic south, who was the candidate for Nanchu to participate in the battle for the first place......

But then looking at Chen Zichu, who stood up majestically, she was stunned.

What's the situation?

Looking at Chen Zichu, who was eager to walk over after looking at Ying Xun, the other cultivators were also stunned.

What's going on, is it the stepson who is going to be on his own this year?

However, just when people thought they were about to see the stepson war, as if history was repeating itself, a hand stretched out from behind and grabbed Chen Zichu.

When she saw who was the one who caught Chen Zichu, Ying Baoyue was slightly stunned.

Why is he everywhere?

"Don't go out and be embarrassed." With this disdainful sneer, Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank on the high platform.

Chen Zichu, who was being pulled, frowned, and turned his head to look at Ye Siyuan, who was looking at him coldly behind him.

It's the same pull, but the treatment of the two stepsons is obviously completely different.

"How?" Chen Zichu, who was dragged mercilessly, looked at Ye Siyuan and said, "Do you have any opinions?" ”

On the high platform, Ji Jiashu looked at the two of them quietly.

Chen Zichu becoming Nanchu's stepson was actually an accident, or a victim of a game.

According to the power of the Ye clan of Nanchu and Ye Siyuan's style of wanting to be the first in everything, the position of the stepson of this Nanchu Junior Ceremony was originally none other than Ye Siyuan.

After all, as early as three years ago, he and Ye Siyuan reached the sixth level at the same time, but Ye Siyuan, who was three years older than him, did not participate in the junior ceremony.

He originally thought that Ye Siyuan wanted to consolidate the realm. Afterwards, he heard from Ye Jingshu when he leaked his mouth that Ye Siyuan had said that he would disdain to participate in the junior ceremony if he was not given the position of stepson.

But with him back then, the Nanchu Ye clan couldn't please him anyway, and Ye Siyuan couldn't compare with him in terms of popularity and achievements.

So Ye Siyuan simply gave up that session.

In this session, no one in the family can stand in his way, and Ye Siyuan has also regarded the position of stepson as a bag.

But just when he was choosing his stepson, Ye Siyuan's father, Ye Houye, was suddenly impeached, and the reason for the impeachment was that too many Ye family members were installed in the imperial court.

Of course, this matter ended up in the end, and the Ye family's deep roots and Ye Mao were not something that could be moved by an ordinary impeachment.

But at this juncture, if Ye Siyuan is arranged to become Nanchu's stepson again, Ye Houye is estimated to be poked in the backbone when he goes out.

So Chen Zichu was temporarily pulled over as a target.

This is the antecedent of the confrontation between the two at this time, but as for the consequences......

"Master Ye, Nan Chu's stepson is me now, and I have the final say on who will play," Chen Zichu quietly looked at Ye Siyuan and said.

"Really? It's so majestic," Ye Siyuan smiled contemptuously, "But you want to have the final say, at least to the extent that you can kill a few people." ”

"It's just a wind man," Ye Siyuan glanced at Chen Zichu with bad intentions, "It's better to go to the back first to save your life, don't go on the field and lose Nan Chu's face." ”

"People like you fight with Yingxun, but they just give their lives." Ye Siyuan sneered, "I don't want Nan Chu to be defeated when he comes up." ”

"Yes," Chen Zichu clenched his fists on his side, but the next moment he looked at Ye Siyuan's smug gaze in front of him, and his heart suddenly moved.

"In that case," Chen Zichu looked at Ye Siyuan expressionlessly, "Let's let Ye Dagongzi go to this scramble." ”

Ye Siyuan looked at Chen Zichu, who suddenly relented, and squinted suspiciously, but turned his eyes to look at Yingxun, who was in the limelight in the ring, and there was a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

"Okay, it's better than your bale of straw."

This person, a trace of anger flashed in Ji Jiashu's eyes on the high platform.

But Chen Zichu didn't know what to figure out and had regained his composure, looking at Ye Siyuan's back thoughtfully.

"The participants in Nanchu are Ye Siyuan and Ye Gongzi!" The ceremonial officer announced loudly.

"Countries that have not drawn lots and cultivators who have participated in the lottery continue to step forward!"

After the conclusion of the two most notable countries, the subsequent draws and representations went much smoother.

But the results of the second draw came out, and everyone was surprised again.

"Zhongtang...... Showdown Hou Liao! ”

Hearing this result, the others were speechless, just because the remaining two countries didn't have to smoke.

All that's left is ...... Eastern Wu and Northern Wei.

Eastern Wu vs. Northern Wei.

"What's going on? Two great powers against each other? ”

"The candidates for the Middle Tang Dynasty, Houliao and Eastern Wu have all been released, who will play in the Northern Wei Dynasty?"

The Middle Tang Dynasty, Later Liao, and Eastern Wu all sent second-in-command in the ranks very conservatively, but the Northern Wei Dynasty was slow to move.

And at this moment, watching the crowd gather by the ring, Meng Shi, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, stood up and spoke softly.

"Mo Hua."

"Order! Brother! ”

Mo Hua walked out from behind him, ready to walk to the ring, and Ying Baoyue, who was watching from a distance, was also slightly relieved, but at this moment, a woman's soft voice came again.

"On such an important occasion, won't our stepson appear by himself?"

The Holy Maiden of the Northern Wei Dynasty looked at Meng Shi with a sad expression, "Everything is handed over to his subordinates, but if he loses, how is the stepson going to explain to the king?" ”

Looking at Xu Bingqing's smiling side face, Ying Baoyue's heart once again had an ominous premonition.

Mo Hua, who was at the front, suddenly walked faster, as if he wanted to get rid of something, but just after Xu Bingqing finished saying that.

A hand grabbed him.

Only this time it was the stepson who caught the others.

"I'd better come," Meng Shi showed a wry smile as he looked at Mo Hua's wide eyes.

Without waiting for Mo Hua to refuse, a strong force had already pulled him back behind him, and then a thin young man stood up.

The other cultivators in the ring who had already gathered were stunned as they watched this scene.

After Yingxun, another stepson joined the battlefield.

The Northern Wei Dynasty fought for the first place.

Meng Shi, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, appeared in person.