The so-called 'Donglin Competition' is to compete for strength, to compete for fame and fortune, to grab the leader, and to dominate the gold and color head.

What's more, there is the most critical point this year -

Win the crown and win "The World Returns to the Yuan"!

Although "The World Returns to the Yuan" and even the kung fu of yin and evil, it can't stand its hegemony.

Who doesn't want to become famous overnight and admired by the heroes, who doesn't want to hold the beauty in his hands and sit on the world's guests.

In this way, this year's 'Donglin Competition' is more lively than in the past, and before the game has started, there are some sparks of open and secret confrontation.

A group of five people at the very corner of the crowd, the first leader in a big red cloak to cover the petite figure tightly, can only vaguely see the white and soft chin outlined the soft lines, the red lips on the top are delicate, like a bewitching rose with dew in the morning light, blooming a charming and intoxicating charm, making people want to take a bite and taste the taste of ecstasy.

The four unified black outfits in the back, the figure is powerful, and the breath is restrained and can't see the depth, but from the bright tiger eyes and sharp momentum, it is not difficult to conclude that it is definitely not a simple character!

"Holy Maiden, my subordinates have observed, none of the people present can be called opponents, and we are bound to win this victory." One of them whispered to Feng Xiyao.

In the eyes of several of them, there is no need for the saintess to surrender herself to participate in this competition, and they can easily win these cats and dogs.

Admittedly, according to him, he just went to the door to grab the treasure, so why waste time in the middle, but the holy woman told them to keep a low profile, so let's play with those people first.

It's just that no matter how low-key it is, there is no need for the saint to go out in person, it is really Confucius who taught the Three Character Sutra - overkill.

Hearing the words of her subordinates, the corners of Feng Xiyao's red and glamorous mouth slowly rose up, evoking a charming smile, even if she couldn't see her appearance, but just looking at such a seductive smile, and the charm of her gestures emanating from her bones, it was enough to attract people's reverie.

That is, she stood in the corner, or attracted the attention of a young child in the Wen family next to her, he suddenly saw Feng Xiyao's charming demeanor, and was directly stunned, in the end she was young and the age of blood and strength, her blood was surging, her face immediately turned red through half the sky, touching a heart, beating so happily.

When his heart was rippling, he felt a cold gaze, raised his eyes to look over, and was shocked by the yin aura in the other party's dark eyes, and his frightened heart trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back.

The abnormal movement of this step made Wen Qingyi find that something was wrong, he saw the burly and sturdy man on the other side showing his bad behavior, and then saw his own family whose face had been frightened and pale, although he didn't quite understand what was going on, let alone heard any speech, but he probably guessed that it was estimated that his family's eyes were too conspicuous, which made the other party unhappy.

Although Wen Qingyi is the young master of a big family, he has never been favored, and his life is in a difficult situation, and he came to inform him temporarily on behalf of the Wen family today, and he still can't figure out how his 'famous' eldest brother could miss such a grand event, it shouldn't be.

However, Wen Qingyi's personality is also free and easy, if you don't understand it, you don't want to, just do your own thing anyway, anyway, his days in the Wen family ......

Wen Qingyi clasped his hands into fists and smiled politely at the other party: "Disturb Brother Tai, don't be surprised, it's not intentional." ”

The man on the other side glared viciously with a warning in his dark eyes, and then turned his head coldly.

The little brother next to Wen Qingyi secretly let out a long breath, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and after he wiped it off with his sleeve, he whispered to Wen Qingyi: "It's terrible." ”

That look is even more powerful than a ghost, and the killing intent of the yin owl in it is too terrifying.

Wen Qingyi patted the shoulder of this cousin who didn't get along much on weekdays, and comforted him with his eyes.

Standing next to the Wen family was the Jing family, Jingtai was keenly aware of the movement here, looked at Feng Xiyao with his eyes, frowned lightly and asked Wen Qingyi: "Who is that?" ”

Wen Qingyi was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then shook his head: "I don't know." ”

However, he had a feeling, although there were only five of them, they were not easy to mess with, especially the woman in the front who was covered by a red cloak, which gave him an unfathomable feeling.

Jingtai's eyebrows moved, and he suddenly remembered a red figure, and muttered in a low voice: "Could it be that she is the person who appeared in Qinchun Garden that day?" ”

On the other side of the corner, Feng Xiyao's beautiful eyes turned back, and the corners of her lips lifted a faint mockery.

"Ignorant fanatic, he is actually disrespectful to the Holy Maiden, and I will solve him when I turn around." The man said with a grim look in his eyes.

Feng Xiyao's smiling voice was in Yaoyao's style: "It's just an ant." ”

For her, such a child of the family is an embroidered pillow that is vulnerable, and it is a matter of killing or staying, so there is no need to pay too much attention to this.

A gust of wind rolled up the hem of the red cloak, and the bright red like a peony shook and rolled, like a sea of fire with layers of waves, turning out flowers born from the fire, gorgeous and dazzling, and bewitching and charming.

"She's not here yet." Feng Xiyao's eyelashes were half drooping, the smile on the corner of her mouth condensed, and there was more weirdness in the bewitching style.

The man next to him was stunned for a moment before he hesitated and said, "What the holy woman said is ......"

"Naturally, I bet with the owner of that person, he~ Little girl, she is not small."

In fact, the saintess herself is not very old, about the same age as Shen Lingjun, but when she accepted the guidance of heaven and succeeded to the position of the saintess, she also inherited the memories of all the saintesses of her predecessors.

So although she is in her twenties, she has several generations of inheritance, which is equivalent to a person who has lived for several lifetimes, of course, she does not have that kind of young mentality, as if she has returned again after the vicissitudes of life.

Regarding such a legendary statement, if outsiders would never believe it, most of them twitched the corners of their mouths after hearing it-

"Didn't you wake up, it's dawn." The implication is, don't daydream.

However, only the people of Feng Xiyao's clan are convinced of this, and they have all seen the power of the saint in the inauguration of the saint.

This is not the only one about the magic of the Fengxi Yao family, but I won't show it for the time being.

"The saint is magnificent, unparalleled in the world, how can she be compared with an ordinary man, she must be inspired by the saint to be supreme, she looks down on herself and is vulgar, and she dare not appear again."

Feng Xiyao heard a lot of similar words, just like drinking boiling water, so there are no special fluctuations, the people in the clan have always respected the saint, in their hearts, the saint is the most sacred and inviolable of the whole clan, can only look up, is the sun that leads their clan to prosperity, they guide the way, who dares to disrespect the saint, will be punished.

"No, she'll definitely come." Feng Xiyao's soft voice slowly spit out, like the wind blowing lotus flowers in summer.

That kind of must have come from the pair of clear black eyes she saw that night, the proud confidence conveyed from them, the free and easy wanton in the eyebrows, and the unbending back, like a proud mountain, with the head up to the sky and the outstanding demeanor of stepping on the ground under your feet.

Feng Xiyao's beautiful eyes flashed with a dim and unknown light, and the smile outlined at the corner of her mouth turned cruel and cold, she was looking forward to that game, and there was also a kind of impatience in her heart, which was the excitement of meeting the opponent in chess, and the uncontrollable desire to tear the opponent apart with her own hands.

At this time, the silent audience caused a commotion, although there was no sound, it was obvious that everyone's mood had fluctuated greatly.

On the stage, Zhou Shaoqing's seemingly deep eyes swept back and forth three times, and on the surface, he was cautious but in his heart, he kept asking himself: What about the little witch, did she really not come?

Zhou Shaoqing's only feeling is that he has been pitted!

Boom~ Cruelly pulled him up from the bed, but she released the pigeons herself, what kind of thing is this, Lord Zhou is so resentful.

No matter how much he wanted to roar in his heart, he stood on the high platform calmly and calmly on the surface, and finished his 'serious' inspection with the eyes of the army, and finally lived up to expectations, and said in his elegant and clear voice: "Everyone, are you here?" ”

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and they all replied loudly: "Yes, my lord!" ”

The voice resounded through the world, like thunder, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, that one was earth-shattering, and the heart was surging, it was simply shouting out the momentum, shouting out the boiling blood of contemporary young people.

Zhou Shaoqing stood on the side, and with such a sudden throat, he was so frightened that he almost fell directly without the soles of his feet slipping.

This can't be blamed on Lord Zhou's timidity, who told him that he didn't wake up in the first place, and he didn't expect that the enthusiasm of the masses for participating in the competition was so high, right?

The corners of Zhou Shaoqing's mouth twitched faintly, and his face was still maintained, and others still looked at him with a deep appearance of standing still.

He waved his hand: "Then let's start." ”

Everyone: "......"

What about the good morale boost, the good pre-game declaration, the good ......

Why are they all gone?

Zhou Shaoqing's wide sleeves fluttered, and when he turned around, he found that there was no movement below, and frowned: "What are you still doing in a daze, there are no flowers on Lord Ben's face, they are all blooming under Master Yun's buttocks." ”

Again: "......"

This time, several people on the stage were speechless.

Jing Zetian clenched his fist against his mouth and coughed dryly, as if he didn't hear it.

Master Wen and Murong Zhao glanced at each other: "Hehehe, adults are really joking." ”

Only Old Man Yun slapped his palm on the armrest, laughed and said: "Lord Zhou is right, if you fucking want to see flowers, you can come to Lao Tzu's ass to pay respects, hahaha......"

The other three old men looked at the sky-

Uncouth! Shameless! I can't stand this person, come and drag it away!

"What, no one is watching?" Old Man Yun stood up with a big sting, and walked forward like a strong wind, "The people of the Yun family listen to Lao Tzu, and they all get out of the way of Lao Tzu, all of them are sore to look at, get out of yours, if you can't get the first, second, or third, don't say that your surname is Yun." ”

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched, you plan to cover the top three feelings, so you can discuss it in private, and you can't get it when you say it like this, aren't you ashamed yourself?

Murong Zhao stood up at the right time: "'Donglin chases the deer', talk about heroes with martial arts, I am here waiting for you to return from victory, and the glory belongs to the winner!" ”