Chapter 45 Not Afraid of Being Stolen, Afraid of Being Remembered?

There is only half a day left before the end of the Chitan Martial Arts Hall Longshou District Hall Experience Competition.

Cheng Fan also took this group of rookies to fight with all kinds of fierce beasts in the sea of love grass.

"Disease~Disease~"

"Boom~"

Suddenly, a cloud-piercing arrow exploded in the air, with an invincible momentum of thousands of troops coming to meet each other, soaring into the sky, like fireworks exploding in the sky of Fierce Beast Island.

This sudden fireworks signal seems to have undergone special treatment, so that it can be seen clearly for hundreds of miles in broad daylight.

For a while, the Cheng family, who were still walking in the sea of love grass, stopped one after another.

"This is ......" Cheng Xiaolong raised his head and looked at the bright fireworks in the sky.

"It's over, this trial of all evils is finally over!" Cheng Xiao'er jumped up excitedly.

As for why Cheng Xiao'er knew that the training competition was over, without him, it can be said that there were nine big words floating in the sky: The training competition is over, return to the square quickly!

"It's just wonderful. Behind the crowd, Cheng Lan and Cheng Hong hugged each other and cried, hugging each other tightly.

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At this moment, in countless places on the Beast Island, the trialists who were still alive raised their heads and looked at the sky.

Looking at the huge colorful characters in the sky, they wept with joy, glad that they had survived.

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In Baishi Square, Her Royal Highness the little princess Dongting Huarong was leading people, holding a wooden reclining chair and lying at the entrance of the square, staring viciously at the road ahead.

Since she was inexplicably yin by that kid three days ago, she and her people actually knelt in place for more than half an hour, and this feeling seemed to disappear after Cheng Fan and the others fled to a safe place.

In fact, the main reason during this period is that Cheng Fan's current Emperor Zun aura can only cover a radius of thousands of square meters, if Cheng Fan removes the Emperor Zun aura at that time, then he will be immediately caught up.

Therefore, Cheng Fan turned on the emperor's aura at all times, and walked far, far away, and only after the emperor's aura could not envelop Dongting Huarong and others, did he take back his emperor's aura.

And Dongting Huarong was only able to stand up again after Cheng Fan revoked the emperor's aura.

However, for a royal princess like Dongting Huarong, this half hour is equivalent to a lifetime.

Dongting Huarong felt that the first half of his life had not been so long.

Therefore, after Dongting Huarong was able to move freely, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot, he didn't talk to anyone, and he didn't have the slightest interest in making small damages in the assessment competition, and the whole person returned to the rest place of Baishi Square gloomily.

Since then, I have been stuffy in the room without leaving the house.

It was like this for three days in a row, and this time, Zhao Bujing, the owner of the branch library, was very happy. He still felt very strange in his heart, how could Her Royal Highness, the famous little witch princess in the royal city, change her personality and be able to do it without going out for three days, which is really incredible.

However, Zhao Bujing's happy mood lasted until the fourth day, that is, today, which was completely over.

In the scorching sun and the sun shining in the sky, Zhao Bujing complained bitterly in his heart, and he didn't know what the little princess was crazy about, so he actually let himself and herself guard the entrance of Baishi Square, which was simply too big a fuss.

What kind of identity does he have, he doesn't need to do such a thing at all, he just needs to tell his deacon in Tsing Yi to do it.

But Zhao Bujing looked at the little princess, the little witch, and Dongting Huarong's gloomy and gloomy plain makeup, so he was embarrassed to ask anything more, Dongting Huarong looked like this now, no one needed to say much, he knew that the other party was angry.

And, there is also the possibility of a temper tantrum.

Otherwise, why don't you even care about makeup.

Don't you see, the maid Linglong standing next to the little princess doesn't dare to speak?

He is not clean, but he will not cause such a big trouble for no reason. It's just that Zhao Bujing is also very curious in his heart, who is the one who abused this little princess who has been favored by countless people in the kingdom.

So much so that the little witch actually thought about the master.

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Dongting Huarong seemed to be lying leisurely on the rocking chair, and there were two deacons in Tsing Yi holding huge parasols beside him, but even so, as the sun gradually rose into the sky, the air became hotter and hotter, making people sweat.

Under the shadow, Dong Ting Huarong's forehead also had beads of sweat oozing from time to time, blurring her vision.

But. Dongting Huarong still sat with an unchanged face, staring vigorously at the road ahead.

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At this moment, Cheng Fan and the others who were remembered were sitting around a firewood ash, where there were scattered large and small bones.

Cheng Xiaolong stood up: "Let's take stock of the harvest of the past few days and see if it is enough?"

In these days of crisis and ups and downs, everyone's god level was tense, and no one would deliberately count how much of their loot was.

Cheng Hong, who was sitting in a corner, quickly took out the red sandalwood sword god patterns in his backpack one after another and began to count.

A minute later, Cheng Hong said with a smile on his face: "Captain, we have killed a total of thirty-one first-order six-star level fierce beasts in the past few days, in other words, we now have thirty-one Red Sandalwood Sword Divine Patterns. Enough for all of us. ”

"Great~" Cheng Xiao'er slapped hard, and the previous tension dissipated at once.

Cheng Xiao'er knows that among all of them, his own strength is low, if the red sandalwood sword god pattern is not enough, he may not be able to eliminate the person who needs to be eliminated.

But for now, it's good. You can also enter the Akatan Martial Arts Hall, although only as a member of the branch library.

However, this is undoubtedly a major signal for children.

He went through a lot of hardships and finally reaped the fruits of victory.

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Seeing the bloodstained red sandalwood sword god pattern, Cheng Xiaolong, who was standing, was not very happy, his eyes looked deeper into the sea of love grass, and suddenly, he said in a faint voice: "I don't know how the eldest brother and the big cat are doing?"

For these two clansmen, Cheng Xiaolong will never forget.

Among them, it's not that I'm worried about the eldest brother becoming a little sky, but that I'm obsessed with the special ability of the 'Kun Demon Guard'.

Cheng Dayuan thought of these two companions who had successfully joined the 'Kun Demon Guard', and said in a gloomy tone: "The Kun Demon Guard is undoubtedly the most under Fan Ye."