Chapter 899: The Woman of the Jianghu Ruffian (47)
Chapter 899: The Woman of the Jianghu Ruffian (47)
Chapter 907: The Woman (47)
Bai Zhen subconsciously wanted to reply, "Why?" But the young man took her hand and got up, and didn't give her room to refute, and said lightly, "Let's go." ”
The last time Bai Zhen went to the martial arts conference to join in the fun, she was crowded in the crowd, and she stretched her neck hard to catch a glimpse of the ring.
This time, thanks to the blessing of Jimo Xingyun, she attended directly as the Spirit Sword Pavilion, sitting on the upper seat, and on the table at hand, she also thoughtfully placed a plate of fresh and tender peaches, and Bai Zhen couldn't help but feel a little more good about Jimo Xingyun.
The challenge began quickly.
As soon as Jimo Xingyun got up from the seat beside Bai Zhen, there was a scream of girls around him.
Bai Zhen looked over with question marks on her head, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
Jimo Xingyun still has a fan group? What's so ......
Sure enough, the times are developing, and science is advancing.
But it can't change the nature of the dogs......
The young man was calm about this, but he stood up and suddenly turned sideways, held Bai Zhen's face with both hands, and imprinted a kiss on her forehead.
"Wait for me here."
His voice was low, and in a voice that only the two of them could hear, he gave an uneasy command.
And the group of screaming girls behind them were already dumbfounded, quiet as chickens.
With the young man's action, Bai Zhen only felt that the eyes of everyone present fell on her face, with inquiry, suspicion, jealousy, and envy......
She was a little annoyed in her heart, and the handkerchief in her hand was even more wrinkled by her, but there was a hint of sweetness mixed in it, as if she was a little excited for the young man to put herself in her shoes.
The jousting begins.
Because Jimo Xingyun became famous at a young age, many people thought he was a paper tiger and enthusiastically rushed to the stage to challenge.
But these people were either kicked off, or rolled off the stage, and they didn't even force Jimo Xingyun to draw his sword.
The competition pays attention to the point and does not hurt life.
Therefore, the smell of gunsmoke on the scene was not strong, and everyone was amiable.
The boy winked at her from time to time, as if trying to amuse her, and tried to exaggerate and play the contest as much as possible, and Bai Zhen was indeed very happy to see it, and kept her mouth shut with joy.
But the more you go on, the more powerful the challenger becomes, and the competition becomes more and more exciting.
Bai Zhen was dazzled, and couldn't tell whose fist was or whose sword it was, so she heard a crackling sound, and then saw someone bow her head and admit defeat.
As the minutes ticked by.
After everyone saw the strength of Jimo Xingyun, no one dared to step forward anymore.
Jimo Xingyun propped up the Xuantie long sword on the ground, and his peach blossom eyes swept condescendingly towards the crowd below.
Just when he thought that no one would challenge him again, he was about to go back to his little girl for tea and chat.
A figure in a dark robe flew into the ring lightly, making Bai Zhen and Jimo Xingyun stunned.
The scimitar slowly unsheathed, and someone came to him with a fist.
Jimo Xingyun coldly picked the corner of his lower lip, hugged his shoulders with both hands, and raised his voice, "Yo, isn't this the left protector of Wuji Gate, Yue Lichen?" Your Demon Sect is also interested in the Martial Arts Conference? It seems that Wujimen has already hit the idea of the leader of the martial arts alliance? ”
That being said, both Mo Xingyun and Bai Hao were speculating in their hearts as to why Yue Lichen, who had taken away the Blue Frost Sword, would turn back.
It stands to reason that if he handed over the Qingshuang Sword to Wujimen, he would be considered a successful completion of the task.
Could it be that he came back this time to receive other instructions?
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The third is more ~
(End of chapter)