"Little sister, you are going to be an adult, if you still do this and don't want to know the cause and effect in advance, my father is afraid that he will not give you a coming-of-age ceremony. Su Xingyue's words were indifferent, but this simple sentence just hit Su Xingyu's heart.

Without the interest to continue, Su Xingyu pursed her mouth and snorted, although she tried her best to hide the panic in her heart, her face was still full of worry.

Su Yuming, who was sitting between the two, shook his head helplessly, the eldest sister is still the same, and she likes to tease this little sister who is not yet an adult. He didn't feel worried about this, after all, the relationship between the two has always been like this, it seems to be tense, but in fact it is intimate.

After Ning Qian's abdominal wound was healed, his pale face gradually became ruddy, but unfortunately there were still many people here, otherwise he should have changed into a new set of clothes in order to be on the safe side.

These martial artists of the Martial Arts Alliance are not as big as Ye Liancheng, and the space ring, which is a standard thing for cultivators, has become scarce when it comes to martial artists. Fortunately, as the hall master, Ning Qian's things on weekdays can be stored in the little brother under his hands.

Wang Bo saw that the time had come, so he waved his hand and drove away the people of Hoututang who were used to block their vision, if they were allowed to stay here any longer, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of others.

During the time he returned to his seat, Ning Qian had been secretly observing Shao Xinglong's movements, but he hadn't looked back from beginning to end, let alone talked to him, it seemed that Shao Xinglong's mustard against himself would not be eliminated in a short time.

Ning Qian, who sighed, was a little sad, he had worked hard in the Martial Arts Alliance for so many years, and the alliance leader's heart was inevitably too ruthless.

The two corpses on the ring were placed in place like flags, and no one would be overflowing with sympathy to deal with the corpses of these two people at this time, on the contrary, many warriors licked their lips and looked even more excited.

After Ning Qian's beginning, the blood of the next warriors can be said to be completely stimulated, and not long after Ning Qian returned, one person stood out from the eager crowd and took the initiative to come to the ring.

The people below took a closer look and found that the person standing in the ring was actually a member of the Wulin League, and he also belonged to the most mysterious Green Water Hall on weekdays, and the standard clothes on his body were generally turquoise, which was very suitable for the name of their hall.

The Green Water Hall is different from the Baiyun Hall of Sword Walking and the Houtu Hall of Horizontal Kung Fu, the biggest feature of the hall is that it is inclusive, and any number of martial artists can find it in it.

The warrior who came to the stage did not carry weapons, and the people who came to this kind of place tied their heads to the waistband of their trousers, but there was no such thing as underestimating the enemy, and it was obvious that his martial arts were on the path of fists and feet.

Among the three people in the grass pavilion, Wang Bo's obese eyes with only one slit were now narrowed in order to see clearly the people on the stage, as if he was asleep, and he said with a smile: "Hall Master Tan, the muscles in this person's thighs are extremely solid, so stable down must be the martial artist in your hall who cultivates the eighteen-way chain legs, right?"

Tan Sigui didn't turn his head at Wang Bo's inquiry, and seemed very contemptuous of him, but he rarely spoke this time: "He just entered the second realm a few months ago, and I wanted him to settle down, but he still didn't calm down and came here." ”

Wang Bo rubbed his hands, he really froze to death in this snowy day, "Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, practice martial arts, you have to learn more from others to make progress." ”

Why is this saying so strange when it comes out of this fat man's mouth? Tan Sigui's face flashed with a strange meaning, and he turned his words and pointed at Ning Qian, "Hall Master Ning, I'm afraid I'm going to offend you later." ”

Ning Qian slowly typed a question mark, he who was conditioning the breath in his body did not guess the meaning of Tan Sigui's words.

Fortunately, the martial artist on the stage quickly revealed the answer, he stood on the ring like a statue, his body did not move at all, and shouted loudly at the audience: "I came to the stage today for nothing else, it is Ning Yunchu of Baiyun Hall for a while!"

In the end, the three words 'Ning Yunchu' were bitten very hard, and anyone with a discerning eye could hear his resentment towards Ning Yunchu from them.

Everyone knows that Ning Yunchu is Ning Qian's son, what's wrong with him today, it was the infighting of the people of the Wulin League at the beginning? And the first game was Ning Qian's head, and the second game was his son? It's really a father-son soldier.

Ning Qian understood now, it turned out that the enemy that his dog had provoked on weekdays came to the door today?

Ning Qian, who felt unlucky, put his hand on his temple, he didn't know as much about the people in Lushui Hall as Wang Bo on weekdays, but Ning Yunchu was also a veteran Second Realm martial artist, and there should be no problem facing this person.

If that's the case, this is a good opportunity to stand up, his current position will be handed over to him sooner or later, if this kid doesn't fight for some anger, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public in the future.

It's a pity that the kid hasn't woken up after taking his punch, and this good opportunity is about to slip away today.

As Ning Yunchu's father, Ning Qian naturally has the right to speak, and he said to the middle of the ring: "Ning Er lost to his opponent today and was knocked unconscious..."

Of course, he couldn't say that Ning Yunchu had actually woken up, but he blew himself up, so he was knocked unconscious by himself again, so Ning Qian wanted to push off this competition.

Unbeknownst to him, Ning Yunchu, who was being helped, actually woke up at this time, and asked in a daze, "Who is teaching my name?"

The scene instantly became extremely embarrassing, Ning Qian's face was afraid that he would be lost by his good son, the only good news was that this also proved the fact that Ning Yunchu had fainted from the side, and Ning Qian's reputation was not affected.

The two warriors who were supporting Ning Yunchu saw that he was awake, and hurriedly let go of their hands and stopped supporting him, fearing that Ning Yunchu would be so angry and spread their anger on the two of them.

Ning Yunchu, who had never thought of being punched again, was still in a weak state at this time, as soon as the two of them let go, he staggered forward one by one, if it weren't for the fact that there was a place to start on the pillar of the grass pavilion in front of him, I was afraid that he would have to worship the martial artists here for an early age.

There was no time to get angry, and the two warriors, who knew that they were in a bad situation, hurriedly stepped forward and began to explain what had just happened.

It's about himself, Ning Yunchu listened attentively, and soon forgot about this stubble, and the two warriors escaped the catastrophe.

After a brief understanding of what happened, Ning Yunchu stood firm, and there was a wicked smile on his face, which was different from the crooked smile of the Dragon King, and also different from the confident smile of the protagonist, but the kind of smile that he thought he was very handsome, but others wanted to step forward and beat people when they saw it.