The disappearance of the ink dye seemed to arouse everyone's shock in an instant, and even several people on the other two battle platforms also looked in the direction of the ink dye, and they were stunned for a moment.

"It seems that I still underestimate her......."

Suye chuckled and shook her head, it seemed that she had finally met her opponent.

"Sleep all night, be serious, and see what that little pervert does."

Shen Sheng gritted his teeth and said, looking at Mo Ran's eyes with resentment, but there was a smile hidden in the depths.

This ink dyeing is too perverted, how can they live as self-proclaimed geniuses, an ordinary family from the inner continent, without a rich family background, without excellent help and elixir medicinal materials, but still so amazing and gorgeous, if the ink dye was born in the outer continent, the achievements at this moment, I am afraid they dare not think about it.

"Got it, Shen Sheng, you look like a little daughter-in-law who has been robbed."

Su Ye laughed happily, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

It is said that Shen Sheng and Su Ye are stuck together all day long, or in other words, Shen Sheng sticks to Su Ye all day long, the two are inseparable, and they have spent almost three or four years, and Su Ye has long been accustomed to Shen Sheng's existence.

In addition, Shen Sheng likes to talk to her when he has nothing to do, although it is a fiasco every time, but this still does not delay Shen Sheng's sleep.

After a long time, Shen Sheng's mind became more and more obvious, and everything began to care about Su Ye, of course, Su Ye's heart was not made of stone, so he naturally understood Shen Sheng's ambiguous thoughts.

didn't refuse, Su Ye had to admit that she was originally an indifferent person, so she rarely thought about love, but Shen Sheng melted Su Ye's cold heart little by little.

"Sleepy night, you ......"

Shen Sheng didn't miss the gentleness that flashed in his eyes, and he was stunned for a moment, and in this stunned gap, he was knocked to the ground by the palm wind of the night.

"Shen Sheng, it's okay, what a god, stupid."

Su Ye hurriedly squatted down, hurriedly ripped off Shen Sheng's clothes on his left shoulder, Shen Sheng only felt that his shoulders were cold, his clothes were peeled off, and he stupidly watched Su Ye pick up his clothes like this, without the slightest movement.

"This ......"

"It's .... What's going on? ”

"What is Lord Shuye doing to Lord Shen Sheng?"

"Clothes... Clothes ....."

The onlookers began to be stunned, looking at a loss, really confused.

"Night, what are you doing, are you still competing......"

Shen Sheng hurriedly came back to his senses and looked at Su Ye who was going to continue to take off his clothes, and stretched out his hand to stop it.

"You're hurt, I'll take a look, don't move."

Su Ye's voice revealed a firmness that could not be ignored, and when he brushed aside Shen Sheng's hand, he naturally saw the bruises on the white shoulders.

Damn, Shen Sheng is like a girl.

He scolded secretly and withdrew his hand.

"Be careful, you can't beat me, don't get hurt."

Su Ye stood up awkwardly and glared at Shen Sheng.

"You've been sleeping all night... Is this a promise? ”

Shen Sheng said something thoughtlessly, but Su Ye understood what he meant.

"When the competition is over, I'll say yes."

Su Ye sighed secretly, and turned to look at Shen Sheng with a chuckle.

"It's... This...... Hahahaha, I promised me, I promised me...

....”

Shen Sheng didn't come back to his senses for a moment, and after being stunned, he picked up his long-awaited waist and spun around, laughing happily.

"Dean, I admit defeat, I promised me, I promised me, hahahaha......."

Shen Shengcai didn't care what he tried, and his promise was more important than anything else.

"Why did you admit defeat, you are really a ......"

Sleepily let Shen Sheng pick him up, put his arms around his neck, and laughed softly.

The crowd of onlookers were stunned, but they didn't expect that a serious competition would be turned into a courtship scene by their Lord Shen Sheng.

"This Shen Sheng really got what he wanted."

The afterglow of the dancing clothes caught a glimpse of the two hugging each other not far away, and couldn't help but chuckle, and looked back at Shangguan Huan, whose face was full of iron, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Shen Sheng admits defeat and wins at night."

The dean looked at the harmonious two, chuckled and stroked his beard, and lightly announced the result, Shen Sheng quickly hugged Su Ye off the stage and sat next to the dean.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Shen Sheng turned on the giggle mode, which made the night fall for a while.

"Don't laugh, if you do it again, I won't promise you......"

Su Ye shook his head helplessly, and his little hand held Shen Sheng's big palm.

Shen Sheng really stopped giggling, but the red light on his face made people know it at a glance.

The episode of Shen Sheng's night is very interesting, but the ink dye is bitter.

The assassin's skill displayed by the ink dye is superb and abnormal, and Wangshu's ability is compared to that of the ink dye, just like the gap between an adult and a child, which makes Wangshu very uncomfortable.

"What a pervert this is, tsk!"

Wangshu scolded secretly, and the ink dye shuttled freely and easily through the air, but did not make a sound or fluctuating sound, as if it was really integrated with the air, and the ink dye easily looked for Wangshu's figure.

But Wangshu's back was almost soaked with cold sweat, he didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't dare to move, which would cause air fluctuations, so he had to move his body carefully to avoid the capture of the ink dye.

"Wangshu, your assassin skills are good, singular, and still a little hot."

Ink-dyed stared at the corner of Wangshu's dark satin coat with sharp eyes, and shook his head with a chuckle.

With just one hand, the hidden air in front of Wangshu disappeared, and the whole person was lifted up like a chick by ink, and then walked out of the air and landed on the battle platform.

"That's it."

Mo Ran clapped his hands and looked in Jun Chenyuan's direction, with a beautiful smile on his face.

"Dye is awesome."

Jun Chenyuan's lips didn't make the slightest movement, but just transmitted the sound to Mo Ran's ear, gently encouraging.

Receiving the encouragement of ink dyeing, the smile of ink dyeing is more and more beautiful.

"Ink dyeing... Can you teach me the art of the Assassins? ”

Wangshu raised his head and saw that he had no power to resist at all in the hands of Mo Ran, and seemed to be a little surprised, he wanted to be strong, and Mo Ran was strong enough, he wanted to learn.

"Yes."

Ink Dye nodded, and agreed.

"You....... Agreed to me so easily? Don't ask about the conditions or anything? ”

Wangshu didn't expect Mo Ran to agree to him so easily, and he didn't even mention any benefits.

"You're good, I'm glad you do

Rejoice. ”

Mo Ran shrugged, didn't say anything about Wangshu's words, but felt that he shouldn't use it.

"I, I, I....... Thank you, master! ”

Wangshu was not a big person, but the voice was very crisp, and the master instantly swept the entire venue, and the noisy crowd quieted down again.

Mo Ran was made a black line by this voice, and helplessly helped his forehead, just let it go, the master is the master, Wangshu, this apprentice, Mo Ran thinks that he will be an excellent talent.

"No, what's going on today?"

"First, Lord Shen Sheng's courtship is successful, and then it is expected that Lord Shu's apprenticeship ceremony."

"Today's competition is really exciting......

"That's it, it's ......"

The crowd of onlookers around them were all stunned, they didn't know how the amount of information was so scary today.

"Wangshu fought against ink dyeing, and ink dyeing won."

The dean looked at the young boys and girls on the high platform for a long time, still chuckling and shaking his head.

Mo Ran and Wang Shu walked off the battle platform, and Wang Shu was still pestering Mo Ran and chattering, not paying any attention to Jun Chenyuan's increasingly gloomy face.

"Hey, master, your assassin skills are so powerful...... Oops, what are you pulling me for? ”

Wangshu forgot his twitter, and was finally picked up by Jun Chenyuan, who couldn't stand it, and threw it in the direction of Shen Sheng.

"Stay away from my dyer."

The strong vinegar smell on Jun Chenyuan's body was touched by the ink-stained little hand, and he lost his breath.

"Okay Chenyuan, it's okay......"

Mo Ran chuckled, looked at Shu and motioned for him to stop for a while, then sat down with Jun Chenyuan, watching the battle between Shangguan Huan and Wu Nishang.

"Chen Yuan, Shangguan Huan is a little wrong."

After a few rounds, Mo Dye discovered that Shangguan Huan's cuffs were not quite right.

"There are three sleeve arrows on the left cuff, the poison in the right fingernail is the poison of the broken breath, the hair on the crown of the hair hides the corrosive poisonous cicada, and the long sword in the hand is smeared with poison that seals the throat with blood."

Jun Chenyuan narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were full of light.

"Understood."

Ink Dye's fists are clenched, ready to come to the stage to save people at any time.

Although he didn't know what Shangguan Huan's purpose was, Mo Ran seemed to have guessed that he was going to target himself, but first, he had to win.

Wu Nishang stood on a high platform, holding a folding fan in her hand, and the corners of her lips were shallowly hooked.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the clothes on Wu Nishang's body fluttered, like a fairy, only to see her steps moving lightly, dancing in the wind, and indulging in it. The crowd began to quiet down at some point, for fear that the slightest sound would disturb the fairies on the stage.

Dancing neon clothes sometimes Hao wrist low, sometimes gentle jade arms, jade fingers between the folding fan closed or open, flowing clouds, jade sleeves wind, like silk across the sky, swimming dragon and phoenix, elegant very.

Take out the pipa at night, the fingertips are lightly hooked, the pipa music is clear in the ear, looking forward to the posture, the folding fan in the hand is like a silk string, open, close, turn, rise, like a pen walking dragon and snake, like a celestial man.

I have to say that such a dance is extremely beautiful, and every move involves people's hearts, but Shangguan Huan doesn't seem to have the slightest effect, or rather, he didn't look at it at all, but tightened the long sword in his hand and flew away.

Wu Nishang seemed to feel Ling Yan's sword qi, and the Ling yarn between her arms seemed to be alive, facing Shangguan Huan's sword qi.

Unexpectedly, the poison on Shangguan Huan's long sword had a corrosive aura, which instantly devoured the Ling yarn of the dancing clothes, and slashed straight towards the neck.