"Huh...... Didn't this boy be with my good boy in the main hall? ”

The flower monk admired in his mouth, his hand did not stop, he picked a Bodhi fruit, and sent it to his mouth, even with the words that came out were vague.

"Well, I've been messing around with Xin'er all day long, called Lin Luo, just now in the main hall, the two of them were still sitting next to me and chatting with me, seeing that he and Xin'er used the same moves just now. I see, Senior Brother Ye, you didn't pick up an orphan a few years ago, but a grandson-in-law. ”

Yu Hate listened to Monk Hua's words, his eyes lit up, and he felt that he seemed to have found a good topic to polish the boring time.

Of course, Ye Qingfeng couldn't respond to this kind of nonsense on the bright side, but he inevitably thought in his heart: If this kid Luolin is really with Xin'er, then Luoshan will be a generation younger than him, so it doesn't seem impossible to say this.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ye Qingfeng's mouth raised slightly, and then he remembered that Ye Mengxin was called Uncle Luoshan, although he warned Ye Mengxin not to call it that, but seeing that Ye Mengxin didn't take it to heart, and told him that everyone had their own friends, Ye Qingfeng was actually quite dark in his heart, no matter what happened, anyway, he could press down the mountain, it was happy.

"Hey, Senior Brother Ye, what are you laughing at? ”

Yu Hat's voice came into Ye Qingfeng's ears at an inopportune time, Ye Qingfeng glanced back at Yu Hat, and found that this thing was staring at him intently, his smile suddenly dispersed, and he had the urge to throw Yu Hate out of the Guanwu Terrace.

"Good, good, what Lord Yu said is very true, since the last time I parted, I haven't seen my disciple for many years. If it weren't for the fate to pass by here today, by the way to beg for a bowl of wine to quench your thirst, I didn't know that my apprentice already had a crush, but this kid looked so meaningful, and it was fate to meet today, and he should have a good fate with this little friend. ”

Monk Hua listened to Yu Hat's words, nodded, and said with a smile.

Ye Qingfeng repeated the words spoken by the flower monk in his mind: "Farewell, I haven't seen you for many years, I beg for a bowl of wine, I want someone, and I have a good relationship?

How do you listen to this and why is it so uncomfortable, what are the words, this flower monk is worthy of a trip that can be tongue-fighting monks, if he can, he really wants to be able to throw out the residual hatred at the same time, the flower monk also kicked out, but unfortunately just think about it, as the so-called "two fists are hard to beat four pigs' trotters, and the wise man does not provoke two trolls" , Ye Qingfeng comforted himself in his heart, he didn't say a word with a dark face, endure it, what can I do if I can't bear it, now they speak quite well, if they respond, maybe it will stimulate the small universe in their hearts, and directly develop some new language that hurts people, then it will be okay.

......

And at this moment, on the martial arts training field, the second battle of the disciples has been finished one after another, although Luo Lin is not the first to end the game, but because the way he ended the game is too similar to Ye Mengxin, it will inevitably cause a commotion in the audience, some scold him for plagiarism, some scold him for pretending to be cool, and some people ask why it is exactly the same as Ye Mengxin's little princess moves, do you like their little princess? Just didn't win a little applause.

When Luo Lin returned to the rest seat, he couldn't help but pout, what kind of people are these people, they still spray after winning the battle, and they have no quality.

"Brother Lin Luo, it's great, the whole audience is cheering for you. ”

Ye Mengxin didn't mention it, but she was even more unhappy when she mentioned Luolin, and laughed at herself:

"It's cheers, cheer your brother Lin Luo shamelessly plagiarized you. ”

"Pounce, are you angry?"

Ye Mengxin couldn't help but smile at first, and then asked weakly.

"It's not that I'm angry, it's just a little different from the imaginary return of the king. ”

I complained in my heart, where is the difference, it's a world of difference.

"Well, it's a little different, but I just hear the jealousy all over the room. ”

Ye Mengxin was very timely to hold the falling forest.

Luo Lin was comforted by Ye Mengxin, and he had already put those irrelevant abuses behind his head, and said to Ye Mengxin's hippie smiling narcissism:

"Hehe, no way, women are beautiful, they are praised, men are handsome, they are sprayed. ”

"Giggles, let Xin'er see where she is handsome. ”

Ye Mengxin was amused by Luo Lin's narcissism, reached out and pinched Luo Lin's face and ears, and said:

"Well, the ears and nose are good, very similar to black bamboo, this mouth, it's a little crooked, this hair, it's a little oily, it seems like it hasn't been washed for several days......"

Before Ye Mengxin finished speaking, Luo Lin threatened Ye Mengxin with his claws:

"Dare to open your eyes and talk nonsense, look back at your rations for three days and three nights, the most unbearable thing is to say that I am the same as the black pig, and I want to cut off the black pig's rations for five days and five nights. ”

"Wang, boy, I'll fight with you. ”

Heizhu originally heard that this hundred-year-old competition had prepared a lot of food, but the deacon disciple at the door only thought it was a lost pet, so he blocked him at the door.

When he found Luolin, he walked over very happily, and heard Luolin's words, that angry, and brushed it again, the most important thing is, specially, it was not it that damaged him, why did he cut off its rations, and it was more than Ye Mengxin, it was really unreasonable, and besides, you look like Xiaoye, aren't you praising you? Are you so angry that you want to say that Xiaoye is ugly? Is it tolerable or unbearable? So he pounced.

When Luolin and Heizhu fought for 300 rounds, they were forcibly separated by a passing deacon disciple, and the deacon disciple asked Luolin:

"Is this your spiritual pet?"

Luo Lin shook his head and said lightly:

"I don't know where it came out, but I bite when I see it, and I want to ask you how you put it in. ”

The deacon said "oh", and directly picked up the black bamboo, no matter how the black bamboo struggled, it was useless, a deacon disciple is an old deacon, although the cultivation is not as good as the elder, but it is more than wrong to deal with the current black bamboo, and directly carried the black pig to the door and threw it out.

Heizhu's hatred, when he was caught, he stared at the forest fiercely, like an enemy who didn't share the sky, it had just mixed in, and before it could enjoy a bite of food, it was thrown out. But it didn't dare to speak, if it spoke, it would not only be thrown out, it would cause too much trouble, and it could only "swoop" non-stop.

"Brother Lin Luo, you are bullying Heizhu again. ”

"Xin'er, this home-bred dog, must be trained well, otherwise it will bite people indiscriminately, I just didn't train it before, so it even dared to bite the owner, if it was replaced by someone else, it would not be bitten to death, so it would not be able to be trained. ”

"Giggles, nonsense, Heizhu will probably only bite you. ”

“。。。。 ”

......

After the first round of competition, the fifty disciples who won the competition, after resting for half an hour, began to prepare for the next round of competition, because it was just fifty, so the twenty-five martial arts competition platforms in the entire martial arts training field were just as long as one competition.

"The main martial arts platform, the No. 1 martial arts platform, the number six versus the eighty-sixth, and the second competition platform, the number ...... No. 5 competition platform, number 9 vs. 79, No. 6 competition platform, number ...... No. 9 competition platform signed forty versus duel signed sixty-six. Please read the sign number and go to the corresponding tournament platform of the main martial arts platform for a fight. ”

The main martial platform sounded the order of the deacon disciples, and the fifty disciples who won the preliminary round were disrupted again and arranged a new competition martial arts platform, but the number of the duel was still in the order of the largest number, the smallest duel number, the second largest number, and the second smallest duel number.

Coincidentally, this time, Luo Lin and Ye Mengxin were on the same martial arts training platform, and they were still on the main martial arts platform, and there was another person Luo Lin knew, that is, Cold Condensation Frost.