The host's voice fell, and the audience fell silent.

Yun Lingxi pinched his eyebrows and smiled: "This is hell-level difficulty." ”

The words were like this, but her eyes were full of laughter.

When the shopkeeper heard the host's words, his heart suddenly hung up.

He smiled wryly.

It seems that this plaque is not very promising.

The gazes of Yun Lingxi and the others kept sweeping over the ten men.

After five breaths, Dugu Wu retracted his gaze in frustration: "I can't recognize it." ”

Qingluan nodded his little head: "The body shape is similar, I really can't tell the difference." ”

They have been with Murong Qing for a long time, but they have to recognize him from the ten people who have deliberately dressed up.

This difficulty is a fight with Shu Dao.

Yun Lingxi curled Mo Yechen's hair and played, and the fox's eyes narrowed slightly: "It seems that you won this time." ”

Dugu Wu raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Sister bet, but I have never lost." ”

"Maybe we'll lose this time."

Dugu Wu gave her a roll of the eyes: "Get out, don't curse sister, sister is really going to lose, you give them a barbecue." ”

"No, I'm not involved."

At this moment, the sound of several subtle objects falling to the ground was heard.

The ten men on the stage had already thrown the ornaments they were holding on the ground.

The three men on the stage reported the number, all wrong.

When he arrived at Fu Shiyu, he stood up straight and tilted his ears slightly.

This time, there is no inferior fragrance.

The tip of the nose lingers with a faint scent of cedar.

Cedar?

Fu Shiyu twisted his eyebrows.

On Ah Qing's body, there is a faint cedar, but it is not so rich, it smells better than this.

It seems that this time the fragrance is cedar.

"Representative of Yangxi Village, what number did you choose?" The man in Tsing Yi walked up to Fu Shihe and asked.

Fu Shiyu's eyes drooped under the black cloth.

His face was calm, and he didn't see any emotion.

Little by little, time passed.

Ten breaths are just around the corner.

Dugu Wu raised his eyebrows and looked at Lianchen: "Someone has to be a chef for a year." ”

Lianchen looked at Fu Shiyu fixedly, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked sideways: "It's not even ten breaths, and the outcome is unknown." ”

Dugu Wu smiled lazily and leaned back in his chair.

His hands were clasped to his chest, and his slender fingers tapped his arms.

One, two, three...... Eight breaths.

The smile on the corner of Dugu Wu's mouth became more and more intense.

Pity Chen's eyebrows gradually sank.

Although he won last time, looking at the current situation, there are at most two people left in the qualifiers.

In other words, he only won one out of two out of three games......

Nine Breaths ......

Seeing that the ten breaths were coming, Pian Chen's face was in stark contrast to Dugu Wu.

One black and one brilliant.

On the stage, the corners of Fu Shiyu's mouth slowly rose, and his voice was shallow and firm: "No. 5." ”

When the words fell, it was exactly ten breaths.

The host was surprised for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at No. 5: "Sure?" Don't need to think about it again? ”

The three in front of him all thought about it for a while, but they were still eliminated.

However, what no one notices is.

After Fu Shiyu reported the No. 5, the sleeves of the No. 5 shook slightly.

"No, I don't." Fu Shiyu replied categorically.

The host's eyes were even more surprised, and he coughed lightly: "Congratulations on the promotion." ”

When Fu Shiyu heard this, the curvature of his lips gradually rippled.

Like a breeze blowing through spring water, rolling up a lake of ripples.

The shallow smile opened to the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

What no one saw was that his eyes were reddish under the fifth hijab.

Between the cold eyebrows and eyes, there is a deep affection that penetrates the bones.

His lips pursed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a gentle arc.

In the pergola, the smile on Dugu Wu's face gradually faded.

She sat up slightly straight, looking at the stage, her eyebrows and eyes dark.

After a while, she pinched her eyebrows, and her charming eyes crossed with different colors.

Lianchen's face slowly changed, turning from cloudy to sunny.

He whistled, looked at Lonely Dance, and smiled brightly: "You lost." ”

Lianchen's voice fell, and the last contestant on the stage reported the serial number.

The host sighed regretfully: "It's a pity that the last contestant made a mistake." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He rubbed his hands together excitedly, his face full of anticipation.

"In the second round of the competition, the final winner was Yangxi Village." Just as the shopkeeper was gearing up, the host announced the final winner.

"Two games and two wins, this son won." Lianchen proudly hugged Qingluan's waist and raised her eyebrows to look at Dugu Wu: "Miss Dugu, you can't deny it." ”

Accompanied by Lianchen's smug gaze, there was an extremely hot gaze staring at Dugu Wu.

Dugu Wu glanced at the eager gaze of the snow group in Mo Yechen's arms, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I made a mistake, and I thought I would win.

However, I am willing to gamble and lose.

"The barbecue of the three of you, Miss Ben has wrapped." Dugu Wu tried her best to ignore Xue Tuan's scorching gaze and squinted her eyes.

Her bet at that time was about wrapping barbecue, but she didn't say that she would roast it herself.

Mo Yechen glanced at her and stroked the snow ball with a smile.

Sensing Mo Yechen's eyes, Lonely Dance squinted, her red lips hooked slightly, not worried that Mo Yechen would poke her.

At this moment, the voice of the host on the stage continued to come, with bewitchment.

"Since ancient times, men have never worn the phoenix crown, do you want to see the face under the hijab? Look at how beautiful the man under the phoenix crown can be. ”

"Yes!" The people shouted in unison, and their voices resounded through the sky.

There were only two people left on the stage.

Even the host slipped back to the judges' stand when the end fell.

He glanced at the enthusiastic people with a smile on his face, and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "Everyone, then we will invite the representative of Yangxi Village to lift the other party's hijab." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Shiyu pulled down the blindfolded cloth and looked at the people on the stage.

With just one glance, he was stunned.

In his eyes, there was no other color except that touch of red.

He pursed his lips and stepped forward slowly.

One step at a time, just a few steps, but it seems like a lifetime.

The music on the stage was changed to a phoenix at some point.

The crowd of onlookers all fell silent and quietly looked at the two people on the stage.

Under the hijab embroidered with auspicious patterns with gold threads, Murong Qing bit his lip slightly, his long eyelashes drooped, and he kept trembling.

Inside, there seems to be a villain beating a drum indiscriminately.

The heart was beating so fast that it almost broke out of the chest.

His hands were slowly squeezed unconsciously.

The palm of the hand seems to be refining red beans.

"Aqing......" Fu Shiyu called softly.

In the low call, there is infinite affection and infinite affection.

Murong Qing covered his head, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were instantly filled with mist.

He was fortunate on the National Day, and his slightly out of shape at this time was not seen by him.

Phoenix crown and xia veil ......

He never thought about it.

Someday, I'll wear these myself.

But after hearing Fu Shiyu's low call, the resistance and shame in his heart had already been thrown out of the clouds.

At this moment, his eyes were full of eyes, and he was expecting the man in front of him to lift the red hijab on his head.

Smelling the familiar cedar fragrance, Fu Shiyu's eyes were full of darkness.

Under the eyes, the brilliance is flowing and covered with dark red.

He slowly reached out and pinched the hijab with his fingertips.