When the first rays of sunlight in the morning swept from the sky, Lu Zheng opened his eyes that had been closed all night, and his eyes were as clear as a spring, blooming with brilliance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

One night of cultivation did not make Lu Zheng lucky, but it made people's spirits different and full, and their bodies and cultivation were in the best state.

Lu Zheng felt that with his current state, it was okay to single-handedly take on an emperor-level master.

"Knock, knock. ”

Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door.

Who else would come into the house and knock on the door, and knock so gently?

Lu Zheng was a little suspicious, got out of the bed, walked over in three steps, and as soon as he opened the door, his eyes lit up.

The figure standing outside the door is scorching, looking like a nine-day painting fairy, the corners of the mouth are still three points of shallow smile, the eyes are like starlight, looking up against the warm morning sun, the slightly blinking eyelashes are itchy, and the quiet temperament of ice and snow is even more unique, which is the lone ant dress of Yiren.

Lu Zheng immediately showed a smirk, almost stupid.

Seeing Lu Zheng's stupid appearance, Dugu Ant's eyes were a little quieter, in Lu Zheng's opinion, it was as gentle as water.

"Seeing that you haven't come out for a long time, I thought you had gone too far. ”

After the monk ranks, he does not have to eat or sleep. However, there are always some cultivators who love curiosity and can't change their habits, such as Lu Zheng and his anti-Cang sect.

Lu Zheng was a little embarrassed and didn't explain much.

The rules of the tournament are rather strange, and it is often the beginning of the conference when the first morning star illuminates the east. Therefore, like Lu Zheng, the person who came out of the door at this hour was indeed "oversleeping".

I didn't sleep or not, but Lu Zheng's head was different and awake, and after a few days of hard work, it finally ushered in the day of getting together alone, Lu Zheng almost wiped tears from his eyes, grabbed Dugu Ant's hand, and interlocked his fingers and didn't let go.

"I've kept the ants waiting. ”

Dugu Antshang blinked his eyes, but he didn't open them.

Outside the inn, there was already a lot of people, and if you listened carefully, there were all kinds of voices talking about the road, and it seemed that there were many people like Lu Zheng who "overslept".

Without any further delay, Lu Zheng and Dugu Ant walked down the inn hand in hand.

In the lobby on the first floor, dozens of demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves and two people and a bird from the Anti-Cang Sect were gathering together, drinking tea and chatting, and when they saw the two of them going downstairs, they instantly flashed a lot of dog eyes.

I don't know what Dugu Ant Clothes said to his father and younger brother, these two Dharma protectors saw Lu Zheng and Dugu Ant Clothes hand in hand and intimate, except for glaring angrily and constantly releasing murderous energy, they didn't make a big noise and pounced.

Lu Zheng's heart was full of joy, Dugu Ant was willing to interlock his fingers with him in front of everyone, and Dugu Shuhe's father and son did not stop him violently, which was equivalent to revealing that he and Ant Sheng were in love with each other in front of everyone.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Lu Zheng's mouth became even brighter, and there was also a trace of laugh lines floating under Dugu Ant's eyes.

Mo Zifeng was so sore by his brother that he hummed, and he couldn't stop crying when he put the shoulder of the steward next to him, and seemed to be very envious, jealous and hateful.

Everyone packed up and went to the city lord's mansion where the tournament was held.

Half of the time of the opening of the competition was for Tang Yu, the landlord of the host land, to make an oral speech, and half of the time was for Xianshu Miaonu to play the flute and piano, play music and dance, so it was not important.

When Lu Zheng and the others rushed to the City Lord's Mansion, the talent show of the beauties had just come to an end, because of the three posts in their hands, the group was well treated, and they were directly welcomed to the top VIP seats, but Lu Zheng, Dugu Shuhe and Mo Zifeng belonged to different forces, so the seats were separated.

Lu Zheng had to be temporarily separated from Dugu Antsheng, but the small hand that shook all the way and the surprised gaze that fell from his jaw were enough for him to steal fun for a long time.

"Master, if you don't close your mouth, you're going to drool. Zhao Ying couldn't hold back, and stabbed sourly.

The little dirt bag next to him immediately "giggled", and regardless of the eyes of others, he snuggled up to Lu Zheng, beating his shoulders and pinching his back, very well-behaved.

The people of many sects sat in a circle, except for the three forces in the middle of the righteous and demonic sects, it was rare for the cultivators in the same circle of influence to be indistinguishable from each other, the VIPs sat in the front, the middle-class sects sat in the middle, and the small sects and scattered cultivators sat in the back, getting along well on the face, and they were unanimous with each other.

In the middle, a wide high platform is vacated, half a mountain is the size, and there are silk and bamboo orchestras and songs and dances on the stage.

Lu Zheng raised his head and glanced around, singing and dancing were leveling, and there were still many people with familiar faces.

Aoyun Sect came to the sect master Xu Changfeng and the daughter of the former sect master, Min Qingling, the gate master of the Qiongwu Sect, Lin Yuangui, had his place everywhere, and in terms of the Yin Sect, Lu Zheng and Lan Buregret looked at each other unexpectedly.

Lan Buregret sat beside a pale, gloomy middle-aged man, with strange blue hair shining slightly in the sun, giving people a sense of coldness and erosion, and even more terrifying A pair of inky black eyes that could not be seen to the end, looking at people like a poisoned knife.

Based on his appearance and aura, Lu Zheng guessed that this gloomy middle-aged man was the current master of the Yin Sect, Lan Unrepentant's father, Lan Lao Xie.

Skipping Lan Laoxie, Lu Zheng nodded in the direction of Lan Buregret.

Lan Buregret seemed to be recovering well, and his cultivation was even promoted to the imperial rank, Lu Zheng thought that he was still friends with her, so he smiled in a friendly manner.

Who would have thought, Lan Buregret once again didn't know which nerve was in the wrong position, the demonic black butterfly pattern on the left side of his face seemed to be about to fly, a pair of dark eyes stared at him, his red lips hooked, and the pink tongue stretched out a little tip of the tongue and licked his lips gently.

Lu Zheng was trembling by Lan Buregret, if the opposite person who did that action was replaced by another woman, he would think that the other party was trying to seduce him. As for Lan Buregrets......

"Shhh

Lu Zheng gasped and looked away, not daring to look again.

At this moment, there was a little sound behind him, Lu Zheng sensed it, followed the voice, and happened to see Gu Xintong and Kuang Tianqi, who were belatedly sitting in the middle of the crowd.

For these two, Lu Zheng has seen each other for a long time, and nodded at each other, feeling a little embarrassed. After all, the two of them are his seniors, but he sat in front of his seniors because of the golden post, which is really a bit ashamed.

Kuang Tianqi still has a stinky temper that is not pleasing to anyone, but it seems that he has been taught a lesson by Gu Xintong in advance, and he is still somewhat restrained, but he just snorted at Lu Zheng, but he didn't say anything unpleasant.

Gu Xintong smiled from afar and said with his mouth: "Don't come to harm." ”

Lu Zheng nodded, sent a slightly respectful greeting to the two seniors, and then turned around and looked at the middle platform that had been cleared. (To be continued.) )