The three-day martial arts conference held the last competition on the afternoon of the third day when everyone arrived at Daiwei Mountain.

Now the selected are all the elites of the elite, and after two days of fierce battles, the last ten disciples who stood out are ready to sit quietly in the seats of each sect.

The most sought-after and lively topic of this year's martial arts conference is the participation of the Star Picking Building.

Xingxinglou can be regarded as a rising star in the martial arts conference, they were not qualified to participate at this time last year, this year, they not only participated, but even, the three disciples who competed on the field all entered the final of the last ten.

This rising star instantly became a shining and dazzling star.

In fact, in Ruoxuan's opinion, such a competition is quite similar to those modern talent shows, the only difference is that they do rely on their real kung fu and real skills to climb up step by step, and the modern draft, to be honest, is actually a show, hype.

The backstage is hard enough, you can climb up, and there are very few people who really climb up by themselves without relying on any background backstage.

The first round of the competition kicked off in a blink of an eye.

Ruoxuan was still sitting next to Ming Chu, and after having the kind of relationship that was not completely happy last night, but was already extremely close, the two of them behaved more intimately than before.

Ignoring the two scorching and angry gazes cast on the other side, Ruo Xuan leaned his slender body almost completely on Ming Chu's body, letting him hold it, looking like the most typical and outstanding vase.

Anyway, the famous son doesn't mind, what does she mind? Turning back to Mingchu is rumored by people with a heart to be greedy for beauty. A lascivious womanizer, it really has nothing to do with her.

Anyway, Mingchu doesn't care about other people's eyes at all, and she doesn't care either.

What's more, she now knows Mingchu's true identity, Mingjian Villa is just his superficial strength, and in the future, he will return to his tracks.

She doesn't want to think about the future, the future is too empty, just live every minute and every moment now.

"Is it hot or not?" Ming Chu picked up the cup and brought it to her lips, seeing that she wanted to reach out and take it, he frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure: "It was like that last night, and in the future, you have to learn to stay with me." ”

Ruo Xuan raised the corner of her eyes and glanced at him, and said helplessly: "Got it." ”

She knew that as long as Mu Han was there, he would definitely behave very coquettishly.

He hated Mu Han, even hated it.

She knew that.

She lowered her head and took a sip of the rim of the cup, taking a sip of the tea.

In fact, in the end, she herself also wants to be angry with Mu Han, it is better to be so angry that he is heartbroken and angry with him!

The competition in the ring is already going on, and this time the two sides are fighting fiercely, much more intensely than in the past two days, and the time is also a lot longer.

"You take a good look at their moves, in the end, they are all masters of martial arts." Ming Chu reminded on the side.

"I see." She gathered her mind and watched the competition on stage seriously.

This time, I was very fortunate that the disciple of the Star Picking Tower not only used a whole set of swordsmanship once, but even came a second time.

Although the other party is the same, if Xuan doesn't notice the other party's moves, it's best not to use them, otherwise she won't be able to remember them.

Finally, a person came down from the ring, although he was knocked down, but when he got to the ground, he did go down on his toes, not like he had been bruised and swollen like he had been in the past two days.

Master, it's really different.

Star Picking House won another game.

"If in the end, all the disciples of the Star Picking Tower win, then, what should I do? Do they have to compete with their own people? Ruo Xuan looked at Ming Chu and asked softly.

Ming Chu nodded: "To compare, you have to choose the outstanding young hero of the year." ”

Ruo Xuan pressed her hand to her lips, because she almost couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It turns out that there are also outstanding young men and outstanding young heroes in this year.

However, she didn't dare to laugh, the last time she saw a disciple being thrown out of the ring and burst into laughter, that person still shoots her with a pair of murderous eyes from time to time, how dare she?

There are not too many friends, enemies, and it is best not to provoke any of them.

"However, they have to compete with the people brought by Mu Han first." Mingchu said again.

She stopped talking and watched the competition intently.

After more than an hour, the list of the last three people came out, and as she expected, they were all the people who picked up the star building.

In fact, she didn't know that their martial arts were slightly better than others, but that seeing them dressed in white, it was not easy to lose, and if she lost, she would be sorry for the peerless elegance specially created.

Although, compared to the famous Chu who is also in white, he really looks too ugly......

Mu Han's people came to power.

Her heart tightened, and she didn't know what the reason was, but she was a little worried that his people would be beaten.

She thought that she was really too cheap, and at this time, she was still worried about Mu Han, afraid that after his people were beaten, this proud man would not be able to hold his face and would have a seizure on the spot.

In this way, it is not very good-looking.

"They're going to lose, don't think about it." Ming Chu on the side patted her waist and said lightly.

Even he didn't understand why, after last night, he didn't have so much resentment towards Mu Han.

Perhaps, he actually saw that Mu Han cared about Ruoxuan, but the man never wanted to show a little.

He didn't understand, if he cared, why did he always hurt her? In his thoughts, he cares about a woman and will definitely cherish her, just like now.

Seeing her smile and see her having a good time is his greatest pleasure.

Therefore, he doesn't hate Mu Han so much, because he can see that his woman can't let go of that damn bastard.

"Who do you think will lose?" Ruo Xuan looked up at him and asked puzzled.

He threw out a headless sentence like this, she would not be able to react at all for a while, she would lose, and what she said Mu Han was still a disciple of the Star Tower?

Ming Chu lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes inadvertently fell on her thin lips, and her dark eyes were a little darker, hiding the desire that she was gradually becoming familiar with.

She blushed and tried to get out of the way.

In broad daylight, what is this guy thinking?

Ming Chu didn't stop her from escaping, just lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the corner of her forehead, and those eyes that went from stunned and shocked to slowly accustomed to them were consciously left behind by him.

As Ruoxuan thought, he really didn't care about other people's eyes.

Although she turned her small face to Mingzheng, he could still clearly see her pink and seductive thin lips.

When I see her lips, I will remember the scene I secretly saw last night, she served him very attentively, even if she could not swallow it completely, she still opened her lips as wide as possible, and swallowed it with difficulty......

The picture is too thrilling and thrilling, even if it is broad daylight now, as long as it is a moment, the body will unconsciously tense up.

I thought about it, so I would carry her back to my room now and continue with what they had left unfinished......

He picked up his teacup and drank the freshly added tea in one gulp, but the burning throat showed no signs of relieving, and he took it upon himself to reach the second cup, and drank it up.

After adjusting his slightly disturbed breathing, Ming Chu said lightly: "Which side do you care about the most, which one will lose." ”