Chapter 1195: You'd Better Not Fall Into My Hands!

Seeing that everyone was distracted, the elders upstairs had an urge to cover their faces.

These bastards, everyone is done, and they come back to their senses!

Originally, I wanted to watch Luo Tianfeng's good show, but the result was ......

"Come and sit here." The sound of vicissitudes sounded.

Luo Tianfeng heard the voice, turned his head to look, and saw Xiao Su pointing to the position next to him.

Glancing at Xiao Su, Luo Qianfeng walked over and sat down beside him calmly.

When everyone upstairs saw this scene, many people frowned.

Xiao Su.

"Little girl, it seems that I am not wrong." Isn't this the bloodline that someone left outside.

Xiao Mei's daughter, isn't it the bloodline left behind?

"What?" Luo asked puzzled, did he say anything?

Xiao Su looked at her, then shook his head.

"It's fine."

Who inherited this girl's temperament?

It's too cold.

"This is the second round of bamboo sticks, do you want to draw them first?" Xiao Su pointed to the bamboo tube in front of him.

Anyway, she has already won, even if it is a draw, it is nothing.

Luo Qianfeng turned his head to look at him, and glanced around.

"A row of long tables here to watch the competition up close?" It's not just about strength, it's about talent.

Although Jun Mengxiao is only a second-level spirit king, his strength is definitely not weak.

"That's right." What else is there besides this?

Luo Qianfeng raised his eyebrows, and then reached out and took out a bamboo skewer from the bamboo tube.

After a glance, she placed the bamboo skewer on the ring, her eyes scanning between the rings.

The most important thing in this test is the people of the Xiao family, there are very few of the four major families of spirit masters, only a few.

"This is the test of the Xiao family, not the competition of the four major families of the spirit master, naturally there will not be too many people from foreign races." Xiao Su's voice sounded in his ears.

When Luo Tianfeng heard this, he withdrew his eyes.

"The competition of the four great families of the spirit master?" She'd heard about it.

Legend has it that there is a big competition between the four major families of spiritual masters every ten years, and the competition is divided into age groups, and every ten years is a stage.

From under 30 years old is a stage, from 30 years old to 50 years old is a stage, and over 50 years old is a stage.

Then, it seems that there is a group competition, that is, how many people are in a game.

"I've heard of it, the competition of the four major families of the spirit master is also fast, it should only be a year." Xiao Su said earnestly.

His eyes were staring ahead, his focus drifting, as if he was missing something.

"Oh." The competition of the four major families of the spirit master has nothing to do with her, she doesn't care about these.

Hearing her answer, Xiao Su chuckled and turned his head to look over.

"Your mother also participated in the competition of the four major families, and the proud daughter of the sky was also spread at that time." Genius girl, how dazzling it was back then.

Luo Qianfeng was silent, staring at Xiao Su, and only withdrew his eyes after a while.

The Pride of the Heavens.

That's also a thing of the past, in this family, there are still a few people who dare to mention the matter of their mother.

"Bang!"

A black shadow arced across the sky, then fell heavily to the ground, dusty and dusty!

Then there was a voice from upstairs, and there was joy in the words.

"Xiao Yongsheng!"

Xiao Yong?

Luo Qianfeng looked at the people who were shouting with joy in the ring, and his eyes swept over him.

Eighth-level Spirit King.

Xiao Yong laughed, and then walked out of the ring.

Looking around, he saw Luo Tianfeng sitting next to Xiao Su, with a trace of displeasure on his face.

The pride of the sky!

Lo Dump!

The displeased eyes slowly turned into hostility.

He seemed to be saying: Luo Qianfeng, you'd better not fall into my hands!