"I lost."

After recovering, the combat effectiveness naturally recovered, however, Chen Shan did not choose to continue fighting, but lowered his head to Zi Qianmo, "Thank you Purple Girl for saving her life." ”

Zi Qianmo said indifferently: "It's good to do it yourself." ”

Before stepping off the arena.

Zi Qianmo's gaze swept in the direction of the upper floor of the Xingchen Pavilion Administration Building.

There.

Behind the window.

There is an old man with white hair and white beard, the master of the White Pavilion.

He no longer drooped his sleepy eyes, but opened his eyelids, revealing a pair of ice eyes that looked slightly sad and disappointed.

Disappointment, is to Tatsuyama.

Grief, too, for Tatsuyama.

Zi Qianmo saw the eyes of the White Pavilion Lord like this, so he couldn't bear it for a while, and he felt compassion.

It's not easy for the elderly either.

I don't want to make the old man sad.

What's more, between her and the White Pavilion Master, they have long been friends who have forgotten their years.

This Chenshan, the nature is not bad, only because he witnessed the tragic death of Chenxing, he was temporarily in the obstacle, and it is not hopeless.

She doesn't look like a demon with bloody hands, and she has to be forgiving and forgiving.

Chenshan, there is no reason to die.

A pure heart talisman is just something that can be made with a few strokes of her hand.

Ziqian Mo didn't know.

After she saved Chenshan's life and pulled him out of the abyss, in the administrative building of the Xingchen Pavilion, behind a certain window, the ice eyes of the White Pavilion Lord were faintly moist, and he muttered, "Thank you." The old decay is also relieved. ”

Thank you for leaving a glimmer of hope for the Star Pavilion.

Thank you, regardless of the past suspicions.

At the same time -

Xiaojun can have a sister like you, teaching and guiding by your side, why worry about not becoming a talent in the future?

"In the third game, Rilun Pavilion Ziqian Mo won."

The referee deacon of the newspaper announced the results of the game.

So far, the score of the kicking match between Rilun Pavilion and Xingchen Pavilion is 2 to 1.

The fourth game is about to begin.

"In the fourth game, give me a chance."

On the side of the Rilun Pavilion, on the spectator seat, Jing Xuan, the little emperor of Nanyue, was eager to try.

As an alternate, from start to finish, I was a spectator. He's got itchy hands too, okay.

Qian Jue looked at Jing Xuan and asked, "Do you really want to go up?" ”

Jing Xuan glared at her: "Is this still fake?" ”

Why does this woman always question him?

Questioning his feelings for her.

questioned his sincerity to her.

Now, it's time to question his words again.

It's really—I want to him off.

Hum!

He won't let her get her wish, if he is angry to death, won't she have to be widowed?

The narcissistic little emperor, so thought.

"Then be careful." Qian was by no means deliberately pouring cold water, but was really worried about his safety, "Over there in Xingchen Pavilion, the next one to come on the field, no accident, is Deng Ruan." The cultivation of the middle realm of the innate stage. ”

Jing Xuan was not convinced: "Even if I am in the congenital realm, I will definitely be able to skip the level and win against him!" ”

That's right, the little emperor's cultivation is actually average.

It is estimated that it is similar to Yu Zhujun.

However, the little emperor's age is a little younger than Yu Zhujun.

To a certain extent, the little emperor's qualifications and talents are actually relatively good.

Zi Qianmo, as the captain, nodded and agreed: "Okay, you can go up." ”

Jing Xuan wants to go up and play, so let him go.

It's better to win, end the battle three to one, kick the hall successfully, everyone receives the reward and go home to eat and drink, and then have a celebration banquet.

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