The warm wind was ten miles, Kyoto was noisy, and Lan Wujiang's small sedan chair swayed for half an hour and finally stopped.

Lan Xiaowu got out of the sedan chair one step ahead of her, looked around with smart eyes, and said, "Sister! Is this the tournament platform? My first time here. ”

"Sister Wujiang, go this way." Lan Jun'er suppressed her disgust for Lan Xiaowu and gently grabbed Lan Wujiang's arm.

"Bang."

The two men on the competition platform collided together, sweat splashing everywhere.

The people around cheered and shouted.

Lan Wujiang saw Lan Xuanyi sitting in the center of the stands at a glance, with a graceful green coat, a wide open collar, and a smile piled up at the corners of his mouth.

Lan Jun'er's eyes lit up, and the hand holding Lan Wujiang immediately let go, she walked quickly in front of Lan Xuanyi, her eyes were gentle and became a puddle of water, her voice was coquettish, and the spine of the listener was numb, "Second brother?"

Lan Xuanyi paused the wine jug in his hand, and the folding fan gently scraped Lan Jun'er's small nose, his eyes were ambiguous, "Why is it so late?"

Lan Jun'er was coquettish, and gently pushed Lan Xuanyi.

"Yo, I'm shy." The people around stared at Lan Jun'er's crimson face and laughed.

"Miss Cousin is here too?" Lan Xuanyi rolled his eyes, rolled up his sleeves, and sat up slightly.

Lan Jun'er smiled and nodded, her muscles tensed slightly, and she didn't hurry to lead Lan Wujiang to take a seat, "I asked Sister Wujiang to come over." ”

Lan Xuanyi folded the fan away, looked at Lan Wujiang with interest, and teased, "I couldn't see Miss Biao's appearance at the family banquet yesterday, but now I look closely, I'm really a wonderful person." ”

Lan Wujiang was silent, and the atmosphere was slightly cold.

Lan Xiaowu, who was standing behind Lan Wujiang, quickly picked up a piece of pastry, handed it to Lan Xuanyi, and said with a smile, "Second brother, try this, I think it tastes excellent." ”

Lan Xuanyi glanced at it with disgust, and saw that Lan Wujiang did not react, so he left Lan Xiaowu aside.

Who's going to eat that thing?

The child of the also deserves to stay in the Lan family?

Lan Xiaowu's existence is a shame for the Lan family.

"Second Young Master, are you dissatisfied with my martial arts family's pastries?" The young man sitting opposite Lan Xuanyi spoke, his smile was bright, and his handsome and jade face was like a spring breeze.

Lan Xuanyi choked, and saw that the people around him followed Wu Changli one after another, and a nameless fire was burning in his heart.

There have been seven or eight grievances between him and Wu Changli, big and small, and the other side is provocative at this time? He couldn't take it.

"My son is just not hungry, what does it have to do with your martial family's pastries?"

Wu Changli chuckled, his chin raised slightly, "The pastry handed by the beauty, Er Shao really don't want to taste it?"

The corners of Lan Xuanyi's mouth twitched, and the hand holding the folding fan almost pinched the folding fan off, what kind of beauty is this Lan Xiaowu?

"Young Master Wu's eyes are not good, but Young Master Ben's eyes are not blind." Lan Xuanyi's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly.

Wu Changli seemed to be smiling, his slender fingers picked up the teacup, and swallowed the herbal tea with his thin lips to extinguish the anger in his heart, "I see that the second young master needs to find a doctor to take a look, after all, he can not distinguish between pearls and fish eyes with his eyes open." ”

Although he was speaking to Lan Xuanyi, his gloomy gaze fell on Lan Jun'er.

A year ago, Lan Jun'er robbed his cousin of his family, and then pushed off the marriage because of the man's defeat, and looked for another high branch......

Lan Xuanyi helped to abuse Lan Jun'er for many days, protecting Lan Jun'er everywhere, and even suppressed the martial arts family many times.

Does she dare to come to the martial arts competition today?

"I heard that the little young master of the martial arts family reached the eighth layer of qi training at the age of seventeen, and he is one step away from building the foundation, it just so happens that I also reached the eighth layer of qi training a few days ago, why don't you learn one or two?" Lan Xuanyi threw the flask and stood up from his seat.

Wu Changli's eyes were gloomy and condensed, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, "That's what I mean." ”

"Bang!" There was another loud bang on the stage, and everyone's eyes moved back to the competition platform.

I saw that the two big men who had just fought fell out of the competition together.

Silence all around......

"Next!" The judge of the competition platform pinched his throat and shouted, his voice thin and long.

Wu Changli raised his eyebrows, his clothes were windy, and his boots landed steadily on the competition platform, "Please also ask the second young man to teach!"

"Take!" Lan Xuanyi raised his hand, the sword at his waist flew out of the sheath, his robe was rolled up, and his forehead was scattered and wild.

The aura of the two parties surged, and Lan Xuanyi attacked with a sword, like a ray of light, breaking through the heavens and the earth.