Qu Yibing motioned to his sister not to speak again, because he knew his father's intentions.

If the father wants to match his sister and Young Master Chu, he will not let Young Master Chu see his sister's embarrassed side.

Although Qu Qiankun did not make it clear, he was still relieved when he saw his son stop his daughter.

"Shuang'er, your brother is right, this son has strong martial arts and a fierce fighting style, which is not suitable for you to challenge."

Xu is a husband and wife, and Qu's mother is the one who knows Qu's father best.

She persuaded her and reached out to hold her daughter.

No matter how much Qu Yishuang wants to go on stage, she can't disobey her mother.

On the stage, Yan Zhaoxi had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and there were many colors on his body.

But when he won, he looked at only one person.

Xiao Fuyi collided with his gaze.

She had already discovered that after Yan Zhaoxi used her internal force, the suppression of the Gu worms in her body would become weaker.

I'm afraid he can't hold it back now.

Therefore, the aura emanating from his body became more and more terrifying.

Coupled with two consecutive wins, it is still this kind of particularly valuable competition, and the people in the audience dare not go up for a while.

Just when Xiao Fuyi was considering whether to go up and take the opportunity of the martial arts competition to calm the restlessness of the Gu worm with blood, Meng Zikun next to him began to instigate Leng Wuxi.

"Brother Leng, do you want to try it?"

Leng Wuxian is eager to try.

Compared with Meng Zikun's hanging er, Song Yichen's chivalrous heart is more like a natural warrior.

He simply wanted to compete with the strong.

Yan Zhaoxi was already very impatient.

But Xiao Fuyi didn't tell him to come down, so he wouldn't come down.

"You can go if you want, maybe you can beat him? Avenge me! ”

Meng Zikun not only instigated verbally, but even reached out and pushed Leng Wuxian a little.

Xiao Fuyi suddenly looked at him and startled Meng Zikun.

He seemed to have just remembered that it was this younger brother on the stage.

Meng Zikun raised his hand with a hippie smile: "That, I'm just asking him to take revenge, it's not too much, right?" ”

"Not excessive." Xiao Fuyi nodded.

But if you dare to hurt him?

Xiao Fuyi smiled inexplicably, and Meng Zikun suddenly felt creepy.

It's a little aggrieved.

He's hurt like this, isn't he allowed to be a little vindictive?

He longed to lower his voice and bite his ears to make him heavier.

But Xiao Fuyi was staring at him beside him, and he couldn't speak again.

Of course, Meng Zikun didn't feel that he was afraid of others, he felt that it must be because of the soft mouth of eating people.

After all, he ate a plate of braised pork from other people, and he ate it with the envy and jealousy of the people around him.

Now it's another bag of brine peanuts.

What if he goes too far and the other party asks him to return the braised pork and peanuts?

Leng Wuxian was just about to fly on stage.

Ye Man Dance stopped him at this time.

Leng Wuxian was indifferent to Yemanwu, but in the end, it was on the face of the second uncle, and he turned his head to watch Yemanwu.

Just when Xiao Fuyi thought that the Yeman Dance would make Leng Wuxian stop being ruthless, she heard her speak:

"Ah Jian, don't be too persistent, if you can't beat it, come down early."

Yemanwu can be regarded as growing up watching Yan Zhaoxi, and she thinks that Ah Zhao will not lose.

Even though he looked weird now, he didn't even recognize her.

But for no reason, just believe him!

As for Leng Er's nephew, although he is also a martial arts wizard, he is still a little worse than Ah Zhao.

Thinking about his temperament, Ye Man Dance has this advice.

Leng Wuxian looked at her expressionlessly: "Hmm." ”

He had the same misunderstanding as Xiao Fuyi, thinking that Ye Manwu was worrying about the one on stage.