"I have no problem with the Nine Killing Palace!" Killing the dark night glanced at Lian Shui, and Lian Shui immediately went back.

As soon as Situ Mingxuan wanted to speak, he heard Lin Zhixuan's voice.

"There is no problem with the door of the cold building!" Lin Zhixuan looked at the Sanssouci Palace, and there was not much temperature in her eyes.

"Xiao Xuan'er!" Situ Mingxuan disagreed, she still had injuries on her body.

"Shut up, mother-in-law, why are you so annoying!" Although the tone is not very good, everyone can hear it, and the two have a great relationship.

The young master of Situ Mingxuan Baibaolou is also a famous beautiful man in the rivers and lakes, and he is also the sweetheart of thousands of girls, what is the relationship between this and the deputy master of the Hanlou Gate? This is what everyone is guessing.

"Dead woman, I'm concerned about you." Situ Mingxuan glared at her, this woman is really angry.

Lin Zhixuan looked at him seriously, this was the first time she looked at him like this.

Looking at it like this, Lin Zhixuan suddenly felt that she seemed to be happy, and she smiled.

Situ Mingxuan was stunned, and the others were also stunned, it was so beautiful.

Situ Mingxuan reacted quickly, his face turned dark, and he went directly to hold the person in his arms.

"Don't laugh in front of outsiders." How sour the tone is, how sour.

"Poof~" Lin Zhixuan couldn't help it and laughed in his arms.

Situ Mingxuan pressed the person in his arms, for fear of being looked at.

Gu Xingzhi looked at this scene, only feeling that his heart was shattered by a punch, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he grabbed his hand tightly.

There was a hint of ridicule on Qi Shuning's face, it turned out that this Lin Zhixuan was also a water-based Yang Hua's prodigal slut, and she used to love her brother so much that she loved her brother to death, but now she is empathetic and don't fall in love, she is really shameless, such a woman is simply damned.

If Lin Zhixuan knew what she was thinking, she would definitely scold her for being neurotic.

When people and Gu Xingzhi were together, you pretended to be pitiful and pretended to be a white lotus, and now that people have withdrawn, you still think that people deserve to die, should others be lonely and old age!

"Hey, this is my man, you pay attention." Lin Muxiao pulled Lin Zhixuan out, and then glared at Situ Mingxuan.

Zhixuan had a bad relationship before, and she would never let Zhixuan be hurt by her feelings again, at least she had to be tested.

"No, the master of the cold door, Xiao Xuan'er didn't say anything, what are you talking about!" Situ Mingxuan was a little dissatisfied.

"Hmph, do you need my consent to know about her? You give me attention. Lin Muxiao didn't give him a good look.

"Hmph, the lord of the cold door, you better eat more and grow taller, don't care so much here." Situ Mingxuan's mouth is really poisonous, and he picks up other people's weaknesses and says.

Lin Muxiao is indeed not tall, only 1.62 meters, which is considered short, but Zhixuan is about 1.7 meters, which is originally a hard injury, but Situ Mingxuan still said it in public, and Lin Muxiao's face darkened.

Gu Zhichu looked at Situ Mingxuan coldly, and he had already made a note in his heart.

Situ Yu has no face to see, this son's emotional intelligence really doesn't follow him, isn't this looking for a fight?

Situ Lang also felt that his brother was too vicious.

"Mu Mu, go, make love and affection with the young master of our Baibaolou!" That's called a gnashing of teeth.

"I," Situ Mingxuan was knocked down by Mu Mu before he could finish speaking.

Mu Mu added it directly to his face, just not letting him go.

Situ Mingxuan didn't have a chance to open his mouth.

Lin Muxiao looked relieved, Situ Yu and Situ Lang seemed to be invisible.

"Since this is the case, then let the second-in-command or young master of each sect fight, and Wanjun Pavilion will come first." Wan Qingye spoke.

After he finished speaking, Wan Zhiyun arrived at the competition platform.

"I'm here to answer the battle of the Ten Thousand Young Lords." Xue Shulan went up with a confident face.

"Please." Wan Zhiyun clenched his fists.