When Twelve returned to the Imperial Garden, Tomorrow Night and Lan Xin hurriedly greeted her, looked her up and down, and after making sure that the person was okay, the improved heart was back in place.

"What are you doing?" Twelve asked with a cold face.

The little milk bag struggled to jump out of Lan Xin's arms, pulled Twelve's trouser legs, and called glutinously: "Mom, hug-" He opened his lotus root-like pink arms, and raised a brilliant smile towards Twelve, the little face with red lips and white teeth was really likeable, Twelve pursed his lips, bent down and hugged him, and the little milk bag consciously found a comfortable position in Twelve's arms, holding his cheeks with both hands, blinking his big eyes, and looking left and right with great interest.

"Miss, where did that person take you?" Lan Xin asked urgently.

Twelve raised her eyebrows, thinking of Ling Yuhan, her face that had just improved, and she sank again, she snorted coldly: "Don't mention him." This was the first time she had shown undisguised disgust for someone, or rather a little bit of shame, and her heart was heavy tomorrow night, as if she had been pressed by a boulder, and she couldn't breathe.

weishenme, he felt that when he mentioned the man in red just now, the master's expression was completely different from usual?

Is he thinking too much?

Tomorrow night, the contemplation in his eyes was removed, like a stone statue, standing beside Twelve, without saying a word.

"Oh. Lan Xin pursed her mouth, followed the twelve steps to the contestant area, took out a piece of Xiujuan from the cuff, put it on the lawn, and beckoned the twelve to sit down, except for the conscientious guards on the side of the pavilion, the imperial garden was almost empty, three people plus a small milk bag, sitting on the ground, the long willows on the riverside fluttered in the air a graceful arc, the afternoon sun was warm, shining on the body was extraordinarily warm.

"Mom, there's fish. Xiao Niangbao pointed to the groups of koi in the Qing Pond, and said excitedly, "The Lun family wants to eat fish." The little milk bag pulled Twelve's placket and said coquettishly.

"Want to eat?" Twelve raised his eyebrows and asked funny.

The little milk bag held her face, nodded again and again, that gluttony, really made Twelve feel helpless, she simply picked up the back collar of the little milk bag, vacated his whole person, walked to the edge of the river, bent down, and made a gesture to throw him into the river.

The little milk bag was so frightened that she cried, waving her limbs in the air, "Mom-"

The screams were really unbearable, and only Twelve could be indifferent, she withdrew her arm and turned the body of the little milk bag towards her, "Do you still want to eat now? ”

It can also be regarded as the little milk bag is unlucky, because Ling Yuhan is in a particularly gloomy mood, he still hit the muzzle of the gun, making it clear that he is asking for hardship.

"Sister Ruyi......" Yun Ruoshui dragged Yun Ruohan from the side hall, and just entered the imperial garden and saw the figure of Twelve, she called loudly, trotted over, rescued the little milk bag from Twelve's hands, and threw it back, if it wasn't for Lan Xin's eyes to catch the milk doll quickly, the little milk bag would definitely break her ass in half, "Sister Ruyi, where did you go just now?"

Why are they all holding on to this question? Twelve frowned, and said coldly, "I haven't gone anywhere." ”

Yun Ruohan saw that she didn't want to say more, squeezed her little sister away, played with a bone fan in her hand, grabbed a gentle smile like water, and looked sideways at the twelve: "The five competitions in the afternoon, you have to be more careful, those three mercenaries are all first-class masters, their strength is all sixth-order peaks, and two of them are also fifth-order masters, you fight alone, if you are really invincible, don't fight hard, you know?"

Yun Ruohan was really afraid of Twelve's stubborn temper, knowing that he couldn't do it, so he specially reminded her: "You have fought eight games in a row, even if you lose in the afternoon, no one will look down on you for half a point." "What's more, the strength of those three mercenaries has already surpassed that of everyone in the same period, and it is not unjust to lose in their hands.

"If it were you, would you lose before you fight?" Twelve asked coldly, Yun Ruohan's face stiffened, and he pulled the corners of his mouth unnaturally, "Naturally not." ”

He is the son of the former head of the Yuntian Gate of the Three Sects, how can there be any reason to admit defeat?

"That's right, of course I won't throw in the towel. Twelve replied sonorously, at this time, the three mercenaries were coming from the plum blossom forest in a row, and the majestic fighting spirit was coercive as they moved, rushing towards Twelve, mixed with a murderous aura like a substance, and those fierce eyes made people feel that they were being targeted by wild beasts.

Twelve's gaze jumped over Yun Ruohan, straight, and unflinching at the three of them.

A white robe fluttered in the wind, one against three, and the momentum of a single round was comparable.

"Hmph. The leading mercenary snorted coldly and took the lead in looking away.

Yun Ruohan leaned into Twelve's ear and whispered, "Be careful in the game." ”

Twelve bowed slightly, which was regarded as his heart, before leaving, Yun Ruoshui did not forget to wave her fist at Twelve as an encouragement, she was full of confidence that Twelve could win five more games and win the first place, as if in her eyes, there was nothing in the world that Twelve could not do.

More than 100 contestants quickly gathered again in the imperial garden, civil and military officials sat down in the stands, Emperor Xuanwu walked into the pavilion surrounded by a group of palace maids, the bead curtain swayed, and a goose-yellow curtain covered his figure, Ling Yuhan jumped on the eaves in the distance, holding a wine jug in his left hand, and a pair of peach blossom eyes stared at the arena.

In the eyes of everyone, the twelve or eight winds did not move, standing in place coldly, and the bright night behind him looked solemn, while Lan Xin was holding a small milk bag and her heart was fluttering nervously.

When the chief eunuch walked into the arena with floating dust in his hand, the purple and red flowers on both sides suddenly lost color, and everyone's attention was mentioned to the highest point, and the seriously injured Sima Yi was reluctant to leave, and followed Sima Xiong to the stands, his beautiful face was bloodless, and the clothes on his body were replaced by a lilac Luo skirt.

After five competitions, it was the life-and-death duel that everyone was looking forward to!

In the first competition, Twelve openly provoked Sima Yi, made a contract with heaven and earth, to learn from her, and life or death, at first, everyone only thought she was crazy, Sima Yi became famous at a young age, and was praised as a genius since childhood, how could she be defeated by a waste? But now? She was first defeated by the mercenary, but Twelve defeated the mercenary neatly, from this point alone, Twelve definitely has the strength to fight with Sima Yi, and even faintly stronger than her!

Sima Yi's pair of yin eyes glared fiercely at Twelve, as if to stare her out of a big hole, and Sima Xiong on the side comforted in a deep voice: "Daughter, you should relax, this wild species is just luck, and in the next five competitions, it is impossible for her to continue to win!"

Sima Xiong directly ignored Twelve's own ability, and instead attributed her victory to the mercenary's many consecutive battles, and was opportunistically tricked by Twelve.

He didn't want to admit that Sima Ruyi, who he regarded as a stain, would soar one day!

Isn't that a slap in the face to his face?

Sima Yi nodded heavily, almost gritting the root of his teeth before suppressing the crazy jealousy in his heart, and forced out a seemingly gentle smile, "Daddy, you're right." ”

The gongs and drums beat tightly, and the crowd in the stands stopped commotion. The eyes brushed to the middle of the martial arts field.

Behind the bead curtain, Emperor Xuanwu sat on the stone bench solemnly, holding the thin teacup in one hand, and commanded backwards with the other: "Bring the latest Biluochun of Jiannan Dao." ”

After a while, Wan Ting's palace maid came over with a tray and gently placed the tea cup on the table in front of Emperor Xuanwu. Flicking his body and retreating, Xuanwu Emperor's shimmering eyes glowed with bursts of light, looking straight at the person on the field.

Twelve landed lightly on the grass, still the same stumbling touch, graceful and graceful movements, but when he drew the knife from his riding boots, it could no longer be reminiscent of gentleness. She looked at her dagger carefully, the reflection of the dagger under the sun was particularly dazzling, and she seemed to be a little impatient, she frowned slightly.

In a flash.

Another bolt of lightning came with the wind.

Straight down on the lawn opposite Twelve. It was a young man with crane hair and a childish face, his gray hair also shining in the sun, as if he had just woken up, and yawned repeatedly. However, the sixth-order peak coercion came straight to it, blowing the twelve-year's clothes and hunting.

She squinted slightly, focusing on the young man, it was hard to imagine that a young man would have a gray hair. This was the second official meeting between the two today, the first time was by the riverside, at that time the three sixth-order peers, and this young man was the least noticeable one. Although I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, it seems that the strength of this one is not below those two.

seems to be on the field casually, and yawns, but the coercion that comes with him is so powerful.

Twelve planned in his heart how to deal with the enemy. Obviously, after the competition in the morning, no one will despise her, and it will be difficult to attack her unprepared!

In that case......

Twelve gently supported his chin with one hand, and the corners of his mouth gently raised a very inconspicuous arc......

"This woman is going to cheat again, hehe. Ling Yuhan covered his face with the hat he stole from the palace, lay on the highest eaves, peeked at the movement in the field, and said quietly.

Lan Xin stood in the contestant's area with a small milk bag, and her body couldn't stop trembling. Anyone with a discerning eye can see who is strong and who is weak on the field, and cold sweat gradually broke out in her palms.

The little milk bag yelled unhappily: "Heart... Sweat... Nasty!"

It waved its claws to cut the hand that was close to its face.

The soaring air currents surged, spreading layer by layer from the twelve feet. She grabbed the dagger tightly with both hands, slowly lowered her posture, her eyes stared sharply ahead, like a wolf aiming at its prey, as the dagger slowly shifted the angle, Twelve's forehead was also tightly wrinkled, as if every second was thinking about thousands of times, this time, where to start!

Suddenly!

Yikes!

In an area of the stands, crowds began to surge.

The white light shone in an instant!

The light had a cold aura that made people gasp!

In the next second, the white light shifted, but-!

By the time people turned around, there was one less person on the field!

The young man suddenly stopped yawning and rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, with his keen intuition and sixth-order combat strength, his subconscious subconsciously told him that it was a little subtle at the moment.

"Back!", a crisp voice sounded, and the subconscious teenager turned to the back, but-!

The back is empty!

"Back!", the rakshasa voice came again, he turned again, this time he learned to be smart, he only turned his head sideways, his body shape did not change, his fighting spirit unfolded, and the circle centered on himself spread out to the surroundings.

Laugh at!

A violent sound came, and the boy couldn't help but look up, only to realize that it was on it!