Life is full of surprises, whether you can recognize it or not, it has already come to you, and whether it is horror or drama in the end depends on your own creation and divine arrangement. It's like a young man in white with short hair and a saber hanging from his waist at the registration point of the group of heroes on the third line of defense in Xiliang, if he is not too young, and the legendary future Wu Mu Wu Su Wen is too different, I am afraid that the momentum of this group of heroes will be ignited to the peak.

As for why it is said that it is again, because two days ago, it was officially announced by the Qunxiong Association that the Rouge Review Fourth Spring Water Grass Hall Contemporary Sword Shouning Qingning Fairy will appear on the martial arts performance of this Qunxiong Meeting, but not as a contestant, but sitting on the high judges' seat, and those so-called seniors and the president of the Chamber of Commerce will guide the country and promote the juniors. I have to say that in just half a year, Jianghu will be able to improve a junior by a generation, whether someone is behind the scenes, or the whole group will be a joke. But this Jianghu, in the last years, is the last year.

The young man in white with short hair and a saber hanging from his waist was alone, holding three strings of sugar gourds in his hands, and walked around the crowded Yanwuping with clear steps. The registration list had his name on it, but others used that word as a code name.

Brocade, a simple word, was written by the young man himself, scribbled by himself, and even looked a little childish. dispelled the idea that those people thought of him as Wu Suwen.

Presumably another young man who worships Wu Suwen, the commander of the Dark Guard. It's good to be young, you can imitate and chase unscrupulously, I think I was even crazier than him at the beginning, but I won't be like him, with three strings of rock sugar gourds in my hand, I really haven't grown up a child.

Everyone who saw it said that three strings of rock sugar gourds were the biggest failure of Juvenile Jin. No one would think that the future of Wu Mu, a dignified commander of the dark guard, would be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a few strings of rock sugar gourds in his hand.

Thinking of this, the young man's brows furrowed, and an unbearable restlessness surged in his heart inexplicably. Blood, he wants to see blood. The young Jin's heart has not changed at all, and he is still as obedient as ever. If Wu Suwen hadn't asked for the conversation that he could have left before he left, it is estimated that a real martial arts exercise would be staged on today's martial arts performance, the kind that sees blood.

"Don't kill people easily, stinky boy!" Wu Suwen said to Young Jin, when he said this, Wu Suwen seemed to be in a good mood, as if he had gained a lot from the trip out, and even Young Jin could feel the saber on Wu Suwen's waist that had never been pulled out. You must know that Young Jin has never seen Wu Suwen's mood fluctuate so much, and even the qi in his body is revealed, like an abyss, surrounded by a rainbow around Wu Suwen's body.

"Hmm. Juvenile Jin replied lightly, in fact, next to Wu Suwen, Juvenile Jin behaved very well-behaved, as if he was still naughty outside, no matter how much trouble he tossed, he was as good a baby as always in front of his parents. No, it's not a mask, it's just a side in front of someone you love, the most real side.

"Then remember to help me bring me two strings of rock sugar gourds, stinky boy!" Thinking of this, the young man's brows frowned again, and the eyebrows were densely covered with evil energy. The stinky girl said to herself in a matter-of-fact manner, and even the last note was a little frivolous.

After saying this, the girl carp seemed to know that the young man Jin would not agree to herself, and looked at Wu Su with a pair of big eyes, Wu Su asked with squinted eyes and patted the girl carp's head, and the corners of her lips smiled. Boy Jin knew what to do.

Well, Brother Hao Pixelated said last time that the taste of rock sugar gourd was good, bring a string to Brother Su Wen, and by the way, bring two strings to that stinky girl. Well, just bring two skewers. Young Jin thought like this, and first went to sell three strings of rock sugar gourds and then reported the name. I was about to send the rock sugar gourd back, but I didn't expect to be reminded that the game was coming soon. Although I was helpless, I couldn't help it.

This huge martial arts arena is divided into a nine-square grid, and there are people warming up everywhere in the nine venues. Warm-up, yes, in the eyes of the young jin, it can only be regarded as a warm-up, and it is even like getting up every day to do a supine body to do general exercises, which is really a waste of space and time.

In his memory, his martial arts venue seems to be on the sixth, or what is it, the young man doesn't remember, he came to a place in the Jiugongge at random, and chose this place not because of anything else, but because the last so-called competition just ended, and the next player was preparing to play. Now I am doing the necessary work before the competition.

What's the need for work, it's just a middle-aged man with a big belly and a dripping face standing on the Yanwu Ping making a routine speech, as if it was called an advertisement. The specific statement of the young brocade is no longer clear. Seeing that this fat pig that seemed to be wearing clothes was still splashing saliva, the young man pouted impatiently, and a diamond-shaped dart appeared in his hand at some point, which was projected by him, and the dart flashed in the air, and the next moment, he saw the fat pig in the clothes who was boastful on the martial arts ping howl miserably, with a diamond-shaped dart in his mouth, and the dart was not light or heavy, just cutting off his tongue, but it did not take his life.

See, I don't kill easily. Young Jin thought happily like this, as if he had done something amazing.

There was an uproar on the No. 6 performance martial arts, and the medical team supporting the reserve hurriedly stepped forward and moved the clothed fat pig off the field to help. Such things are not uncommon, but they are also not common. After all, there are not many people on the rivers and lakes who are willing to listen patiently, and there are always a few interruptions, but they are all slightly threatening, but they do not directly amputate the tongues of others like this.

However, this episode did not stop the group of heroes, and it was impossible for the biggest merchant to speak on stage, just as there were more salespeople in suits and leather shoes. This middle-aged man whose tongue was amputated by Juven Nishiki is just a steward.

The young man Jinzuo looked and looked, and found that there was no one he could trust, so he could only insert the three strings of sugar gourds in his hand on the edge of Yanwuping, and then pressed his palm lightly on Yanwuping, and his body naturally floated on Yanwuping. Looking at the crowd around Yan Wuping, the young man's eyes narrowed habitually, and a slightly green voice sounded.

"Alright, now which of you comes first, I'll have something to do later. "That's polite, Young Jin muttered to himself in his heart.

"Whose child, pull it back to eat your mother's milk, what a mess? ”

"The next group, Zhao Si and Liu Neng! Hurry up and pull this bear child down, isn't this a waste of everyone's time!"

There were also a lot of people around who watched the excitement, shouting, which made the young man's head hurt a little, and his heart that forced himself to calm down surged again, looking at the two people walking up on the Yanwu Ping, one fat and one thin. The thin one is like a monkey grabbing bananas in the mountains, and the fat one is a bit like a bear.

This is his opponent? Young Jin tilted his head to look at these two people, and in the blink of his eyes, he saw the white figure flashing on the No. 6 Yanwuping, the thin Zhao Si, and the fat Liu Neng fell down from the Yanwuping faster than they came up.

"You're not fooling, the referee hasn't said it yet!" No one on the scene could see who did it, but Zhao Si shouted first. Yes, this so-called group of heroes will be the rules that need the referee to say the start and start.

"That's right, referee, why don't you pull this kid down quickly, what if you will hurt him, your chamber of commerce is responsible for the medical expenses." "Liu Neng looked at him a little, as if this hairy boy kicked himself down, but the rules are there, and I won't fight you.

The referee, who was drinking tea to keep warm, had no choice but to step forward and prepare to pull the young brocade down.

Young Jin looked at these two people and said something they didn't understand, although he didn't quite understand what "rules, referee" was, but he came up and this is also his opponent, yes. But this one looks a little too weak.

Although the young man Jin judged this in his heart, he was still dissatisfied with his work at his feet, and kicked the referee off Yanwuping again. The referee returned to his original position in a blink of an eye, and if it weren't for the small footprints on his chest, he even thought that he had the illusion that he had gone up to play Wuping.

Young Jin was afraid of kicking the referee to death, so he kept his hand, so the people present finally saw clearly that it was his hand this time. I don't seem to be the opponent of this hairy boy, and the people who are surrounding the No. 6 martial arts show are all people who want to play, so...

"Where did the boy come from, he doesn't know the rules, the big guy goes up together to drive him down, and helps his father and mother take care of him. Liu Neng, who got up neatly from the ground, spoke, and when he opened his mouth, he catered to everyone's consent. The No. 6 martial arts floor was quickly crawling with smiling men.

If you want to unite a group of people with strange minds, you don't need a capable leader, but you need a common enemy.

Although Young Jin wondered if this group of people was his opponent, he didn't care at all.

"That's fine, let's go back as soon as possible. Young Jin also took the time to see the location of his three strings of rock sugar gourds.

The next moment, the corners of the young man's eyes instantly lengthened, and a pair of eyes widened and their pupils narrowed. A hurricane blew on the No. 6 martial arts floor for no reason. After the hurricane dissipated, only Juvenile Jin was left standing alone on the No. 6 Yanwu Ping.

On this day, different colors appeared on the nine Yanwu Pings in Xiliang, No. 6, and No. 6 with blood.