"Ah, it's my turn."

Ye Gucheng's eyes were on his face, holding the silver instruction card, and he grinned, "Sister, take a good look at your brother and I to show your might!" ”

Ye Luo raised his head and glanced at the edge of the arena, which unlucky guy he was in his heart, and he ran into his little brother. Seeing this, she smiled: "It's the third uncle's Xiao Jiu."

"? Ye Jiucheng? ”

Ye Gucheng had a completely beeping dog expression, a pair of beautiful big eyes, glowing with lilac Asazawa, just wanted to crouch on the burning purple flames, "Hmph, Ye Jiucheng, this bastard, lost to him in the last fight, this time you must beat him into a pig's head!" ”

"Don't-"

Ye Luo remembered the entrustment of the third uncle Ye Lianhua, and immediately stopped, "Lonely City, Ye Jiucheng bullied you that time, and I also kicked him into the ice river and fell seriously ill." The third uncle didn't come to make trouble, and it can be regarded as taking care of our big house. Even if it's a favor for the third uncle, let's play later, don't beat Xiao Jiu too hard. ”

Ye Gucheng's burning desire to fight suddenly dissipated a lot: "Cheng, I listen to my sister." He's a super good baby, everything he has is given by his sister, and his sister tells him to go east, and he will never go west.

Ye Luo smiled and nodded, rubbed his younger brother's dog head, and said, "The third uncle is one of the judges, you give him face, and when the top ten places are assessed, he will definitely give us face."

Ye Luo's eyes are like torches, and he has already discovered that among the six judges present. Only Ye Lianhua and the second elder are friends with each other. The others are all in the same league as Ye Jue, and they are completely untrustworthy.

"Okay~"

Ye Gucheng blinked his eyes wide, although he didn't expect to be able to squeeze into the top three, but the four to ten still had the strength to compete.

On the arena.

Ye Lianhua's son, Ye Jiucheng, roared and stepped onto the stage.

The Ninth Young Master and his wonderful father are completely virtuous. Wearing a bells and whistles gown, a coquettish royal blue belt, long hair fluttering, not tied or tied, only three colorful peacock feathers inserted on the beveled edge.

Twelve-year-old Ye Jiucheng had just entered the rebellious period, and he used three teardrop-shaped sapphires to stick them under his right eye, showing a "young man's sad and weeping" appearance.

"What a unique outfit."

Si Yutian couldn't help but sigh, and there was a playful arc on the corner of his lips, "This kid has a lot of personality." ”

Ye Luo's head was full of black lines, and he said in his heart: This Nima is clearly the ancient version of the non-mainstream.

"Seventh brother, really, I don't want to be your enemy."

Ye Jiucheng saw Ye Gucheng come to the stage, stretched out a hand, turned his head slightly, and his face was full of unbearability, "When I just learned that my opponent was you, in fact, I refused. ”

Ye Gucheng: "......"

It's really not his pot.

It's really Lao Jiu who owes him so much, every time I see him, I can't help but want to rush up and beat him up.

Ye Jiucheng looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, covered his heart with one hand, and sighed: "We are cousins who are related by blood, and I don't blame you for kicking me into the river last time you and your sister kicked me into the river." But this time, I really have to win you......"

Ye Gucheng's Zhengtai face twisted, stretched out a fist, and smashed it on Ye Jiucheng's right eye with a "bang".

"Ahh

Ye Jiucheng screamed and fell to the ground.

He covered a panda eye and sat on the ground glaring at Ye Gucheng with grief and indignation.