The belt is dark red. She combed a special spiritual morning hair today, and the pendant hung down from her forehead.

She is in the Red Pavilion, ranked second.

It's a high-level battle.

Now that she has been allowed to take the lead, then she must compete at a high level, so that Hongyan Pavilion can win a big victory in the first competition, and then enhance her momentum!

Zi Qianmo is the captain of the Rilun Pavilion team.

On the side of Hongyan Pavilion, the players from the first game have already been sent, so she naturally can't show weakness.

"Little bamboo."

"Yes, sister-in-law."

Yu Zhujun is much smarter now.

In the past, calling Ziqian Mo "sister-in-law" and "little sister-in-law" would be misunderstood, but if she changed her name and called "sister-in-law", it was different.

That's a good name.

Sister-in-law Yan, that is Mo Yan's daughter-in-law.

There will definitely be no one who is stupid anymore and misunderstands Zi Qianmo as Yu Wuji's fiancée.

"The first one, you go."

Zi Qianmo commanded indifferently.

There's a reason she's arranged.

Although Xiao Zhuzi's cultivation has just entered the congenital stage, it is the lower realm of the congenital stage, but Xiao Zhuzi's mouth is really too cheap, and he is angry and does not pay for his life.

Mu Ziyan is too easily affected by emotions, and Xiaozhu is not without a chance of winning.

Moreover, if you are lucky, Xiaozhu really takes shit and responds to Mu Ziyan, it will definitely be a huge blow to Mu Ziyan.

It is also a heavy blow to Hongyan Pavilion!

"Sister-in-law, you can put a hundred hearts, hehe." Yu Zhujun still looks like a hanger.

"We'll see."

Zi Qianmo nodded at the little bamboo.

Yu Zhujun was flattered.

He originally just said two words, who would have thought that Sister-in-law Yan would believe in him so much, if he lost, wouldn't he live up to Sister-in-law's expectations?

The desire to fight in the depths of my heart suddenly soared!

The race is on.

It's in the martial arts arena of the Red Face Pavilion.

Yu Zhujun and Mu Ziyan stood opposite each other.

Mu Ziyan's weapon is a pair of twin swords.

The sword body is slender and light, the whole body exudes a jasper-like fluorescence, and the sword body is engraved with violet patterns, which is very fancy.

Her weapons, like her martial arts, are notoriously fancy.

"Light up your weapons."

Mu Ziyan stood tall, holding a sword in each hand, and the whole person was like a budding violet.

The sword and the man seem to have become one.

Yu Zhujun unhurriedly, took out a broken basin from the Qiankun ring, the ashes were not slippery, and the bottom of the basin was still stained with traces of a few pieces of air-dried soil: "How is it?" I'm cool enough to weapon. ”

On Mu Ziyan's forehead, an angry plus sign appeared: "Did you do it on purpose?" ”

Yu Zhujun blinked, a little bad: "What, isn't my weapon cool enough?" Let me tell you, this thing, the wealth basin, is very easy to use. Little sister, I'll show you first. ”

As he spoke, he turned over the wealth basin, and the end of the bowl was aimed at Mu Ziyan's chest.

Listen to only two "whoosh" sounds.

There were two bean-sized night pearls, which flew from Mu Ziyan's chest to Yu Zhujun's wealth basin.

Mu Ziyan's clothes, one on the left and one on the right, happen to have two symmetrical night pearls. This is where the preciousness of this dress lies.

"Hey, hey."

Yu Zhujun was extremely satisfied, and put the two night pearls in the basin of wealth,