Although it was not his idea to remove them from the competition before, he knew about it, because the Lian family was pressing on his head, and he could only turn a blind eye.

But less than two days after the incident happened, Wen Qingxuan's side also sent someone to say that everything was done by its fairness, and there was no favoritism.

He trembled and sent someone to personally send the qualification certificate to Beijing University.

And now, when Wen Qingxuan said this, it was obviously a warning.

The director of the organizing committee touched the unwarranted cold sweat on his forehead and said with a sneer: "How can it be, this is a world competition, and we will definitely be fair and just." ”

Wen Qingxuan pushed his glasses with his middle finger and said lightly: "It's best." ”

"Definitely," the director of the organizing committee also began to break out in a cold sweat on his back, and respectfully invited him in: "Wen Gongzi, please." ”

Although the Lian family and the Wen family did not show discord on the surface, the people who sat in their positions knew that they controlled the greatest power in Yongzhou and checked and balanced each other.

The director of the organizing committee didn't think that Wen Qingxuan and Lian Keyu would like to sit together, but the identities of the two were there, so they could only arrange them in the middle.

Lian Keyu instantly covered up all his superfluous expressions, and said with a light smile: "Wen Shao is so elegant." ”

Wen Qingxuan lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down, his temperament was detached, a little out of place with the surroundings, but he did not violate the harmony, and his voice was warm: "Isn't Miss Lian elegant?" ”

"This game is hosted by the Lian family, so I naturally want to come."

"On the eve of the competition, Qingshan Road was bloodied, intending to slaughter the participating students, and it was also hosted by Miss Lian?"

Wen Qingxuan's words were careless, and he even had a light smile on his face, but Lian Keyu's face changed, and he smiled lightly: "I don't know what Wen Shao is talking about." ”

Looking at it from a distance, just looking at it, the two people are handsome and beautiful, talented and beautiful, and they seem to be very familiar with each other with a smile, and they are a good match, which attracts the envy and admiration of the people below.

Only the crowd on the stage of the organizing committee judges can feel that kind of oppression.

Feel that kind of-for-tat between the lines of the two people's words, and even killing intent.

The host of the competition is the vice president of the Yongzhou Biomedical Association, named Xu Gong.

Hundreds of teams, base games.

There are three participating teams in Yongzhou alone, among which the Medical University is the main one.

The people from the Institute of Biology are also there.

Someone pointed to the crowd and reminded in a low voice: "Dean, that's Song Li." ”

Huang Tianxing looked in the direction.

The girl was very recognizable, because among the thousands of people in the audience, she was the most beautiful.

The aura is also very strong.

Everyone is looking around curiously, or in the improvised back experimental theory, or in the opposite Wen Qingxuan on the stage nymphomaniac.

And only her, sitting there with Erlang's legs on her legs, sitting there in a big posture, with her head down and playing with her mobile phone, seemed to be indifferent to everything.

Huang Tianxing narrowed his eyes: "Reject Yunda, refuse the School of Biomedical Medicine, I really want to see how capable she is." ”

Tan Beixing, Zhong Xian and others also came, but they did not follow the Yunda team to compete, but came to see the competition, accompanied by Jiang Qinhan and Jiang Nanyue.

and, Song Yan.

Bai Ting secretly arranged a lot of people at the competition venue and disguised them to protect them.

"Let's start with the draw for the first game." Zhou Gong's voice was transmitted through the microphone throughout the arena.

——

Hongyuan Temple, Zen room.

Fu Shiyi sat on the futon, with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, even if he was wearing a sea blue monk's robe, he couldn't hide the handsome color, but there was a more unearthly and taboo beauty, but his face was pale and his thin lips were blue.

There are also layers of bandages wrapped around his body, which add a sickly sense of decadence to him.

After Zishu knocked on the door twice, he came in with a meal and shouted in a low voice: "Master Fu, it's time to eat." ”

"Put it down." Fu Shiyi didn't open his eyes, only said lightly.

Zishu put the tableware on the table, "Master went up the mountain to collect medicine, the medicinal bath has been prepared, Master Fu called me after eating, I will clean up." ”

Fu Shiyi said "um".

He promised very well, and his mentality looked very stable, but since Sister Song came down the mountain, he has only eaten two meals in the past few days, and he has lost weight visibly.

Sister said to take care of him.

Zishu was entangled for a moment, but still whispered: "Master Fu, these meals are different from those in the temple, they are all made for you, and Sister Ah specially instructed you." ”

Fu Shiyi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were grayish-brown, his gaze fell on the dining table, and he said lightly: "I know, you go out first." ”

Zishu obediently said "oh" and left the meditation room.

Ji Mian was squatting at the door, with a practice uniform on his body, also wrapped in bandages.

Zishu frowned: "Sister Mianmian, Master said that you are a girl, and you can't keep running to the Jingzen Temple." ”

Ji Mian rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What's wrong with running this way?" I've been here for 19 years, and I haven't seen a senior brother who is vulgar for me. ”

Zishu's little face was embarrassed.

"Let's go." Ji Mian got up and patted him on the head: "Someone is looking for him." ”

The two of them said that they were walking away, and the shadow in the dark appeared, and they took a deep look at the backs of the two before pushing the door into the house.

Fu Shiyi was eating, with Buddha beads wrapped around his wrists, looking innocent and indifferent.

The shadow raised his eyebrows: "The young master is ready to become a monk?" ”

Fu Shiyi didn't raise his head, "What's the matter?" ”

The shadow frowned: "The Song family in Rongcheng wants to marry the Qingshan Society, and the Song family clan has several forces that recognize Song Yue'er's fake little master." ”

"What else?"

"Lianjia is good at making drugs, especially all kinds of biological reagents, according to your words, viruses, colorless and tasteless, they put the poison in the food, trying to control all the biomedical scientists from all walks of life who came to participate in the symposium for their own use."

Fu Shiyi's hand paused slightly, and his eyes finally fluctuated: "What did you say?" ”

The shadow stood with his sword in his arms, his whole person was shrouded in black, and his voice was deep: "To put it simply, the Lian family wants to control not only Yongzhou, but also the whole world. ”

After a pause, he added: "The mysterious lord of the ancient martial arts realm is back. ”

Fu Shiyi knew about this matter, and he had heard that person use electronic audio to speak.

"Yongzhou is going to be in chaos." Shadow Road.

The biomedical scientists at the symposium were all arranged by their families, and now that the symposium is coming to an end, the toxins should have already invaded everyone's body.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough ......" Just thinking about it, Fu Shiyi suddenly coughed violently, his face became even paler, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood.

The shadow flashed over, grabbed his wrist, and frowned, "You were poisoned too?" ”

"Detoxifying." Fu Shiyi pulled out his hand, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth as he was accustomed to, and continued to think, they had speculated that it would be unusual for the seminar to be brought forward, but they didn't expect the Lian family to be so bold.

But if the symposium is a conspiracy, what about the biomedical competition?

It can be said that all the elite students from all over the world are here!

Do you still want to kill the entire biomedical community, young and old?

Today seems to be the first day of the competition.

Fu Shiyi's pupils condensed slightly, his heart tightened, no matter that his body was still hurting, he threw down his chopsticks and covered his chest and got up to go out, his pace was hurried, but when he walked to the door, he stopped, and his eyes were dark and unclear.

"Shadow."

"Yes."

"Go to the Yunjing Biomedical Competition site, find a girl named Song Li, and tell him about it."

He is going down the mountain now, and he will anger her.