Mo Yang just thought about it in his heart, but he didn't expect to say it, Ya's yo-yo, this time it was embarrassing, but what made him even more unexpected was that Rong Huawu really stuffed his hand between the two round balls!

In this way, the whole hand was buried deeply.....

Smooth and delicate and straight, all the beautiful words can't describe the feeling of Mo Yang now, Mo Yang pinched it as if he was launched, and his mouth was dry at this time.

Of course, Hua Wu is not comfortable, according to his own character, it is difficult to make waves of his emotions in anything, but where has he been by a man like this, he wants to be embarrassed but embarrassed, and he is reluctant to take Mo Yang's hand out.

Ya's yo-yo! If you want to die in the sky, everyone is like this, and you still pretend to be reserved. Mo Yang laughed evilly in his heart, this time he grabbed Hua Wu's wrist and put it under his lower abdomen "tremblingly".

"Ahh Hua Wu had just touched it, and her usually cold face slowly turned crimson.

There were no words, only the sound of clothes tearing.

Mo Yang was almost intoxicated inside, thinking that this "injury" was really worth it!

But at this moment, suddenly the light in the formation flickered, "There is a flying sword to pass the book?" Hua Wu said to herself, looking at Mo Yang's eyes, she smiled slightly, ended all her movements, and slowly stood up.

With a wave of his right hand, the formation ban was lifted, and the flying sword transmission book immediately came to his hand.

I saw that Hua Wu's pretty face became cold again, and there was still a slight anger in it.

"Sister Flower Dance, how... What's going on? Mo Yang asked "weakly" again.

"The legend of the flying sword says that the results of the first match in the No. 1 ring just now are out."

Came out? Obviously, I won.

However, Hua Wu smashed the flying sword and said: "In this competition, because the Qianmo Sect violated the rules of the four-branch exchange, not only will the results be invalidated, but you will never be allowed to participate, and you will definitely be punished by the Qianmo Sect." But...," Hua Wu paused, "Moyang, because you were knocked off the stage first, you lost the first game." ”

Oh yes! What are the rules? Obviously, he knocked Zhang Ning to the ground first, and he was almost trembling, how could he say that he lost?

"That.. Sister Flower Dance, you also saw it... It's me...."

Before Mo Yang could finish speaking, Hua Wu snorted coldly, "What referee elder, is it old and dizzy!" After throwing these words, Hua Wu walked out of the formation.

"You take care of your injuries." Hua Wu's words echoed in the formation.

Mo Yang was not stupid, he immediately understood that Hua Wu was dissatisfied with the elder's verdict, and went to him to theorize.

At this time, there is a warmth flowing through my heart.

But this matter is a bit strange, obviously he won, so why did the elder go against him?

Is it against the infernal, not myself?

Mo Yang thought for a while, and could only come to this conclusion.

At this time, I thought that I had been sentenced to lose, Ya yo-yo! Isn't this bullying! What bullshit Red Cultivation Divine Sect, there is no fairness at all!

Thinking of this, Mo Yang quickly got up and went out to chase the flower dance.

Because it was Hua Wu who carried himself into this formation at that time, and he was embarrassed to open his eyes just now, but now when he saw this northern hall, Mo Yang was attracted by the mural on the back wall of the hall.

This is a black-and-white ink painting, with winding paths, lush forests and bamboos, like a paradise. But if it's this background, it's very ordinary, but what makes him feel strange is that he faintly feels that something in it has moved!

Not only that, but when I looked closely, I found that there was a little girl playing in the water by the stream, and when the little girl raised the water in the air, it was faintly colorful and bright!

You know, this is a black and white ink painting, and now there is a halo of colors, which shows that this is not an ordinary thing.

Ya's yo-yo, is the space in it real, or is this painting just a phantom array?

While Mo Yang was thinking about it, he saw an even stranger scene!

…….

Besides, next to the No. 1 ring, the elders of the Infernal Fines and the Qianmo Sect had already surrounded the central elder Ji Maokui.

"Central Elder, just now, it was obviously me who sent Moyang Daoyou to defeat Zhang Ning of the Qianmo Sect first, why did you sentence us to lose?" Hua Demon Rong Hua Wu, as an elder who works meticulously, is still relatively polite to Ji Maokui.

However, the central elder looked ugly, skimmed his mustache, and said: "I don't care about this, according to the regulations of the four-branch exchange competition, whoever falls into the ring first will be the loser." ”

"This...."The Jinpan elder next to him was supportive, in fact, he himself understood that Zhang Ning not only violated the rules of the game, but also really lost, but as a disciple of his own sect, he hoped that the game would be won by himself.

The flower demon smiled again, "Elder Central, isn't this a special situation?" That Zhang Ning obviously used a powerful Dao Nian just now..."

The central elder waved his hand, signaling that the matter was not discussed.

However, at this time, Hua Wu snorted coldly, "What four branch exchanges, what referee elders, if the four branches of the exchange is really like this, I don't think it's better to participate." ”

Although Rong Huawu is meticulous in the infernal and has a place in the Flower Demon Pavilion, but when he arrives at the Red Lian Divine Sect, he can't do it, only to see that the central elder squinted at Ken Huawu and said, "What is your identity, dare to talk to me like this, your flower demon elders are polite to me." ”

The central elder didn't give Hua Wu face at all, but Hua Wu was still not afraid, "My Red Lian Divine Sect has four major branches, each branch has an irreplaceable role in the Red Lian Divine Sect, just now, I think everyone can see it clearly, even if it is the Jinpan Elder of the Qianmo Sect, he should know who wins and who loses, right?" ”

Hua Wu looked at Elder Jinpan as she spoke, to say that Elder Jinpan was really weak-hearted, and when she saw Rong Huawu's cold eyes, she was also hesitant, and said, "Elder Central, in this game just now, who wins and who loses, it remains to be ...... verified."

But this time, the central elder is determined to lose without interruption, "Who is the referee elder here?" Since I have judged so, there is a certain amount of truth, and you don't need to say more! ”

Before the Central Elder's words fell, a powerful momentum came to him invisibly.

The elders were also in their hearts.

"Maokui, why are you still so rigid now?" A deep voice suddenly came down from Ring No. 1!

At first glance, this is a thin old man, his hair and beard are gray, it is said that immortal cultivators have Zhuyan Dan, and they will not get old, but there are always some monks who like this style, first, they are stable enough, and secondly, they can explain their status.

"Ji Maokui, see the four sect masters!"

"Disciple Flower Demon Rong Nanqing See Sect Master!"

“…….”

It turned out that this thin old man turned out to be the sect master of Infernal Detail!