Guiyunzhuang

Painting the ground as a field, Gu Mozhi, the three branches of the whole truth, and the major masters of the Red Flower Society, are all eyeing each other.

On the main seat, Lu Zhuang Lord, Huo Xiu, Ke Zhen Evil, and the remaining seven monsters stood left and right with Jing Rong and the four teenagers.

The owner of Lu Zhuang is the main family naturally sits, Huo Xiu obviously has a deep friendship with Guiyunzhuang and can also be seated, and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan also seem to be a famous hero because of the propaganda of Tianxiao Pavilion, and Ke Zhenwei naturally has one as the head of the Seven Monsters.

Although there was no warning in this competition before, and there were not many people specially invited to sit in the arena, but now there are many people who come, and each is good.

There is no special competition ground here, but a circle is drawn on the ground, and the rules are simple, and those who go out of the circle lose.

However, this Guiyunzhuang competition has become a legend, even a hundred years later, and every Qingyunbang competition since then has been held in Guiyunzhuang, which has become a tradition.

This time, the strength of the major parties is unheard of, especially those who have already become famous, they are also involved, and the four must not know how many ......

Sword Shadow Sword Light, Red Flower Society and Quan Zhen Three, each three of them went down, the Red Flower Society was completely defeated, only the chief helmsman Chen Jialuo was still in a stalemate for a while when he fought against Ling Hu Chong.

In this way, the three teams won a big victory.

"Congratulations, then this golden little prince will be handed over to Linghu Shaoxia." Lu Chengfeng laughed and said, as soon as the matter was over, he was relieved.

Now the more he looks at Ling Hu Chong, the more pleasing he becomes, not only the people present are optimistic about Ling Hu Chong.

After all, such a person is bound to be on the green cloud list.

Appearing on the list of Tianxiao Pavilion has a great impact on the people of the rivers and lakes, and it can be seen from the encounter of the Seven Monsters in the south of the Yangtze River that the original Seven Monsters have squandered their youth on the desert, but the rivers and lakes have long forgotten that there is such a group of people on the rivers and lakes.

But now?

No matter where they go, as long as they report their names, the people in the rivers and lakes there will sincerely praise the current Xinxia, and then treat each other as a distinguished guest, and they can also follow the Xinxia to increase their reputation.

This is the benefit of fame, so those who can be on the Qingyun list naturally have to look good, unless you are not a good person.

"Wait, did Master Lu forget that there are still poor monks?" This is Haruma Chi speaking.

Lord Lu Zhuang sighed, he is really not a good person.

"Great monk, you have obviously lost to Linghu Shaoxia and them, how can you compare? Isn't this a scoundrel's act, even Rong'er can't stand it. Huang Rong said playfully.

Yes, he did lose one game before, logically speaking, he really doesn't need to compare, but Huang Rong has never been a reasonable person.

She said this because Ling Hu Chong's Huashan swordsmanship reminded her of Ying Tianxing, so naturally she wanted to get closer to Ling Hu's side.

After all, Ling Hu Chong had just fought with Chen Jialuo, so he naturally had some losses, and Gu Mozhi had been recuperating, and the two were originally comparable.

Gu Mozhi didn't speak, thinking that he acquiesced, but he didn't do this to make a face, but because the pair of eagle-like eyes like a blue wolf stared at him, and the four cold teenagers beside the owner of those eyes had a very dangerous aura, so he had to obey the rules.

It's just that Fan Seng didn't end up, but Ling Hu Chong still had to fight again.

Without the Golden Wheel Dharma King, there is also a white-haired witch.

"Since it's a martial arts competition, then, Nishang is also willing to give it a try." Shocking and smiling, it is the practice of neon clothes.

She is delicate, she is stunning, she is charming, she is alluring the country and the city, and turning all beings upside down.

Compared with the pretty and lovely Rong'er, she is a little more flattering, and no one present is not amazed by this appearance, even Huang Yaoshi, who is hidden in the shadows

Intuitive heartbeat.

As for Chen Jialuo, he was already stupid, and the only ones present who remained calm were the two women Rong'er and Yue Nujian Han Xiaoying, as well as the four young men who were so cold that they were not like people.

Even Guo Jing, a person who has long positioned his wife as a virtuous lady in his heart, should be insensitive in the face of such a woman who charms all beings, but he still can't help but feel hot in his heart.

"Nishang, why are you here, are you here to help me?" Chen Jialuo hurriedly ran to her side, looking concerned and grateful.

Lian Nishang didn't look at him, her pair of happy and disgusting eyes were only focused on one person from the beginning, that is...... Guo Jing.

Chen Jialuo followed Lian Nishang's gaze, and there was a burst of anger in his heart, sure enough, it was him.

"Hahaha, if the girl is interested, Ling Hu Chong is willing to understand." Ling Hu Chong is indulgent and chic, and he can't see a utilitarian mediocrity like Chen Jialuo.

Seeing that he had found a helper, it would naturally convince him, and this woman's eyes, he seemed to have seen them somewhere.

When Lian Nishang heard this, she naturally agreed, but before she left the game, she looked at the man she had liked for a while, and still said, "I represent Mingyue Village, and it has nothing to do with your Red Flower Club." ”

Huo Xiu watched coldly, looking at this kid surnamed Chen, and felt that this person had a cowardly personality, but he was a complete idealist, and perhaps, he would inevitably be used in the future.

Another competition began, and Ling Hu Chong practiced Ni Dress.

This time, Ling Hu Chong did not continue to welcome the guests, he wanted to use the fastest speed to defeat the opponent.

However, Ling Hu Chong's original body was Li Zhichang of the Quanzhen Sect, and the original body of Lian Nishang was Li Mochou of the Tomb Sect.

Although Ling Hu Chong had the Huashan Sword Technique and comprehended the Dugu Nine Swords himself, all his swordsmanship was the foundation of the Quanzhen Swordsmanship, and he couldn't get rid of the shadow of the Quanzhen Sect.

And the ancient tomb swordsmanship specializes in the true swordsmanship, and Ling Hu Chong's every move and style has a faint feeling of being restrained by the smiling woman.

It is also strange to say that if one person's moves and styles are bound by another person's moves and cannot exert their power, then he will not be happy at this time, even if he will not be angry.

But he enjoyed it, and even he had the idea of wanting to be bound by her for the rest of his life.

This is undoubtedly very unusual, he has also heard of the inextricable threads of the Quanzhen Ancient Tomb, but he didn't expect that the swordsmanship of the two families would have such a magical effect.

Ling Hu Chong is chic and uninhibited, he has been educated by Ying Tianxing since he was a child, and he wants to indulge in the rivers and lakes all his life, but today he has the idea of being bound to a woman.

Therefore, he was defeated, and he was defeated without regrets.

………………

A boy in brocade clothes was pressed and walked into the field, it was Wan Yankang.

According to the rules, he should be handed over to Lian Nishang as a hostage of the anti-Jin gang to threaten his father.

The owner of Lu Zhuang is very happy, and this is finally the end.

The Seven Monsters of Jiangnan have no common language for this person who recognizes the thief as his father.

Huang Rong didn't care about him either, the three branches of Quanzhen were just for the task of the master, not to mention Gu Mozhi, and the only person present who could help him was Guo Jing.

Wan Yankang immediately called, "Brother Guo, save my little brother, my biological father and your father are brothers." ”

The sound is so loud that it is deafening.

Everyone present looked sideways, and even Huang Yaoshi, who was hiding in the shadows, was startled.

But Ying Tianxing was stroking his head, helpless for a while, this acting skill was too exaggerated, not distracted at all, and even used the lion's roar.

But Guo Jing was awakened all of a sudden, yes, he is Uncle Yang's son, I must not let him be taken away by those people.

"No, you can't take Yang Kang away." Guo Jing said.

"Jing'er, you don't care what he does." Ke Zhen turned into a pestle and said.

"Master, he is Uncle Yang's son, Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang are now uncertain, we can't let Yang Kang be taken away by these people."

Guo Jing said urgently.

The Seven Monsters of Jiangnan also felt reasonable, with their nosy and consistent style, they were about to say something, but they heard a coquettish smile that belonged to Lian Nishang, "Master Lu, Shopkeeper Huo, didn't you say it before, the one who competes in martial arts to win the handsome, what, it's going to change again?" ”

Yes, it's not your place, it's not what you want to do, and it's not a dynamic zone.

Moreover, Lu Chengfeng wished that it would be best for the matter to end quickly, so naturally he would not want to make a difference.

But Huang Rong's words made him want to end here, but his idea was frustrated.

"Since it is a competition to win the handsome, then use force to decide Yang Kang's belonging, Brother Jing has not competed yet?"

Huang Rong said this, not because Uncle Yang was not an uncle, but purely because she was not happy to see Lian Nishang, who are you, as soon as she came, everyone's eyes were on her.

Guo Jing naturally agreed, and the others had no opinions, after all, this was really fair, but Yang Kang had some opinions, because this sentence obviously regarded him as some kind of goods.

However, depending on your age, I don't care about you.

Yang Kang turned his head arrogantly, but he glanced at the darkness very vaguely.