The deafening drum beat startled Meng Chuanqing and the others, Yan Shangci screamed even more, put aside the piano in his hand and covered his ears, fortunately Meng Chuanqing caught the piano in time, otherwise this elegant guqin would have returned to Huangquan.

Sang Youwu was also frightened and turned pale, covering his ears with his hands, Sang Jun and Mai, two people who were proficient in martial arts, were a little more popular. At the moment when the drum came, Meng Chuanqing only felt a burst of qi and blood churning, but just in an instant, a surge of energy suddenly surged in his body, spreading from the inside out, it seemed that this energy was protecting him, so as not to make his ears ringing and dazzling, and at that moment, he was inexplicably murderous.

He actually wanted to kill everyone here, even he didn't understand why, and he didn't bother to find the reason, anyway, this strange situation was not the first time it happened.

"Shang Ci!cousin!" Seeing the strange appearance of the two people beside him, he hurriedly took their hands and entered a trace of true qi. When the two of them returned to normal, he looked angrily at the direction from which the drum came from—the lion dance stage, where a large drum had been placed at some point, but the drum had been knocked out and debris was scattered all over the ground.

"Obediently..."Meng Chuanqing sighed: "Who knocked this, I had a grudge against the drum in my previous life?" He swept his eyes across the audience, trying to find out the initiator who mutilated everyone's ears, but found that the scene was a mess.

Most of the onlookers under the lion dance stage covered their ears, and some even fainted to the ground, while the ink-clothed young man who was closest to the lion dance stage and was born at the same time as Meng Chuanqing in the same year, month and day was half-kneeling on the ground, propping himself on the ground with one fist, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. The top ten wealthy businessmen were even more embarrassed, all lying on the table, although they were weak, the expressions on their faces were very obvious, with a little resentment, and they all looked at Han Lingfeng with an embarrassed face. Han Zhizhi and Mai Changfeng behind Han Lingfeng seemed to have been prepared, but they were not devastated by the drums, and their expressions were quite normal.

It took a long time for these injured people to react, and they all glared at Han Lingfeng angrily, this alliance leader was not very popular in the first place, and he may have become the target of public criticism in one fell swoop today. The ink-clothed young man wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly stood up, stared at Han Lingfeng, and sneered: "The alliance leader is so majestic! It's a pity that the majesty is too much!" After speaking, he glanced at the large fragments on the ground intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Lingfeng smiled awkwardly and was speechless for a while. At the request of the ten wealthy merchants, he needed to beat the drum to announce the end of the first level of the competition, in order to deter everyone, he insisted on fiddling with his kung fu and used enough strength to beat the drum, who knew that the sound of the drum brought by the field group was so deafening that he almost couldn't parry himself. And I don't know if it's because of the quality problem, or if his skills are too strong, the drum can't withstand such a force, and it was shattered on the spot.

"Brother, brother!" suddenly came out of the crowd of angry scolders, a girl in blue suddenly appeared, she waved her hand and slowly squeezed towards the young man in ink, still shouting. Many people were attracted by her sweet voice, and they all looked at her, and they were stunned at this look.

What a lovely girl! Blue eyes and peach cheeks, red lips and white teeth, a pair of smart big eyes shining with strange light, like a fairy in a flower. The girl looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but her appearance was similar to that of an immortal, she was dressed in a blue dress that was flowing and light, her soft hair was long and her back was long, and she wore a bright jade stone around her neck. What's even more intoxicating is her innocent smile, as if she forgot anything about her worries when she saw this smiling face.

The young man in ink heard the girl's shout, turned his head to look at her, smiled, and said softly, "I'm fine." "This attitude is very different from when he treated the alliance leader just now.

The girl in blue kept a smile on her face, she clenched her fist in one hand and waved it in the air, shouting: "Come on!" This cheering cry was extremely crisp, and this action was extremely innocent, which made everyone extremely intoxicated, I really wanted to become a young man in ink, even if it was good to feel her tenderness.

Meng Chuanqing also stared at the blue-clothed girl for a long time, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, was it an illusion? This girl and Nan Wushi really seem to be carved out of the same mold, except for the difference in those eyes, that appearance, how does that figure look like Nan Wushi. Nan Wushi has a pair of cunning eyes, which are unfathomable, and this girl's eyes are scheming, and it can even be seen that her mind is very simple.

Meng Chuanqing couldn't help but guess in her heart: Could she be Nan Wushi's daughter? But why is it so bad, Nan Wushi is so calculating, and her daughter is actually... No scheming... Or did he read it wrong? Was it because Nan Wushi made too deep an impression on him? He looked at Yan Shangci beside him, lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think she looks like your mother, Nan Wushi?"

Yan Shangci looked at him with a strange expression, then shook his head with a smile.

Meng Chuanqing didn't notice her strange appearance, and when he saw her shaking his head, he thought she was negative, so he said in a stunned voice: "It's not like it, am I really wrong?" He muttered to himself, and didn't even see Yan Shangci's eyes flashing with tears. Not only him, but everyone did not notice.

Yan Shangci felt that the world had suddenly become so quiet, and the silence made her a little scared, as if all life had disappeared, and she was the only one left. Seeing Meng Chuanqing's lips moving, it seemed that he was talking to himself, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

She was deaf! She was deaf by the sound of the drums! At that moment, her heart was so cold, what should she do... Seeing Meng Chuanqing's inquiring gaze at her, her heart panicked even more, and her mind kept thinking, and in the end there was only one thought~ I can't let Chuanqing know that I am deaf, otherwise he will definitely be distracted at the conference. In order not to worry Meng Chuanqing, she forced herself to calm down, and although she didn't know what he was asking, she still gave him a touching smile.

A familiar and warm hand took her trembling hand, it was wheat, and she looked at herself with a smile, her lips moving slightly, saying something to herself. After all, she is a girl who has followed her for many years, and she can probably guess one or two. It must be a constant "Miss, are you alright?"

She shook her head with a smile and said, "Wheat, don't worry, I'm fine." Seeing that Mai's lips were still slightly open and slightly closed, she was not sure whether she was talking to herself, but seeing the sad and indignant expression on her face, she guessed that she should be scolding!

Meng Chuanqing smiled and didn't speak, but he was very grateful in his heart. Everyone has a person around them who cheers for themselves, even if they are about to face challenges alone, as long as they hear the word "come on", no matter how big the difficulty is, they have the courage to move forward.

The swearing in the crowd was noticeably quieter, or rather, they didn't bother to curse anymore. Han Lingfeng calmed down, watched the people in the field group pick up the fragments of the copper drum, and was about to speak, but in the end, the man stood still and said, "Lord Alliance, no matter what reason you broke the drum, I have to tell you that this is the Western Domain Drum, which is priceless, and you need to compensate." ”

Han Lingfeng snorted coldly, "Compensation, aren't all the things at the Mo Ye Conference free? The previous conferences have suffered countless losses, but no one has ever compensated!" He was a little angry in his heart, why did these people in the field group have to go against him.

"That's true, but this drum is an exception. The scene of the Mo Ye Conference changes year by year, only this drum remains the same, it has been used since the first conference, if the alliance leader does not compensate, then what will we use to beat the next Mo Ye Conference?"

Han Lingfeng was speechless, is this self-defeating? I wanted to deter everyone, but unexpectedly, I was ridiculed by others because of this incident. Looking at the sneering crowd in the audience, he said with a cold face: "The Mo Evil Conference cannot be delayed, this matter will be talked about later!" He looked at the top ten wealthy businessmen, all of whom were sitting upright with indifferent faces. After all, he is a businessman, he knows how to understand current affairs, and it is not easy to mess with both sides, so he does not want to take care of it, and it is wise to stand by and watch.

"I announce, the second level of the game begins. Han Lingfeng raised his voice after the people in the group stepped down from the stage. At the same time as he said this, two figures, one red and one black, rushed from the Mo Ye Pagoda to the iron chain at the top of the pillar, chasing towards the Donghua Inn opposite. Such a clever light skill stepped on the iron chain without a sound of shaking, so that only a few people on the ground noticed them.

Meng Chuanqing was one of them, he raised his head and looked at the two people who had rushed to the top of the Donghua Inn City Tower and drew their swords to face each other, and was very surprised in his heart, was the man in black Ye Weiyang? How could they fight? Ye Weiyang was on it, what about Lao Tian? Why hasn't she appeared yet?

Wait a minute... Just now, the alliance leader said, at the beginning of the second level, isn't there still that ink-clothed young man? And the stipulated sixteen people are only fifteen, is it just that? He looked at Han Lingfeng, who seemed to be too focused on the Mo Evil Assembly to notice the two people flying over his head, and they were still there and explained: "Please prepare the person who won the first level." ”

"I haven't compared!" The ink-clothed young man looked at Han Lingfeng and said word by word, obviously the excessive neglect of him by others made him a little angry, he needed an explanation.

The leader of the alliance looked at Qiu Huan, one of the top ten wealthy businessmen, this game was arranged by him, and he needed to come forward to make it clear. Qiu Huan stood up and said, "That's right, because your opponent is late, you can go directly to the next level, it's your luck." If he hasn't come to the second level yet, and you draw his lot, then you can go directly to the third level and compete for the final treasure. ”

It's a pity that the young man in ink doesn't care about this good luck, "I can wait." ”

The tall building beside Qiu Huan said coldly: "You can wait, but the Mo Ye Conference can't wait, do you want to abstain or continue, just watch it yourself!" The young man in ink stiffened his face and did not speak.

"Brother, brother!" the girl in blue waved behind him again, "You must win!"

The young man in ink looked at her, as if he had made up his mind, and bit his lip and said, "Okay! ”

Seeing this situation, Meng Chuanqing couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. How could anyone be so lucky? Others fought and didn't even enter the second level, but he passed the level without much effort? He couldn't help but look up at Mo Ye Pagoda, Lao Tian hadn't appeared yet, could it have been an accident? Sister Shang and Ye Weiyang were entangled, could it have something to do with her?

Just guessing, Long Hu, that is, Long Gongzi, one of the top ten wealthy merchants, stood up and said: "There are eight people in this level, and they are divided into four groups according to the way of drawing lots, and the person who wins each group can enter the third level and compete for the final treasure." He looked at Han Lingfeng again, "Alliance Leader, it's time to announce the candidates!"

Han Lingfeng said loudly: "The eight people in this level are Meng Qi, Kang Tai, Zhuang Fulou, Yang Oath, Yue Fengyu, He Yunrong, Shu Yu, and Lao Tian. Eight people are invited to step forward in the order I called and prepare for the draw. ”

The people who were named took a few steps forward and stood in a row with Shu Yu, a young man in ink. At this time, a figure suddenly jumped from the third floor of the Moye Pagoda and jumped off the lion dance platform, like a wild goose swooping down and landing lightly beside Shu Yu. It was Na Laotian, who came empty-handed, with a proud look on his face, and glanced at everyone.

Qiu Huan pinched a cold sweat and sighed secretly: It's really time to come! Not only him, everyone thinks that Lao Tian is really time, but no one says it. Qiu Huan, who was rejoicing at the arrival of Lao Tian, didn't notice the small movements made by Long Gongzi's side, and he said slowly: "Please ask the next four people to come over and draw lots separately and choose opponents." ”

Yue Fengyu, He Yunrong, Shu Yu, and Lao Tian walked in front of the top ten wealthy businessmen one after another, and drew lots from the boxes in front of Ye Luo, Mingzhe, and Chang Qing respectively, but Lao Tian drew lots in Qiu Huan's box. opened the small note and looked at it, Lao Tian's face changed instantly, and he looked at Qiu Huan coldly, as if questioning. Qiu Huan looked at him puzzled, Lao Tian spread the note in his palm and held it up to him, and it was the word "Yang Oath".

"It's... What's going on?" Qiu Huan felt a chill down his spine, and promised that Weiyang Gongzi would definitely get things done according to his wishes, how could such an accident happen? Lao Tian snorted coldly, turned around, and stood beside Meng Chuanqing, according to the rules, everyone must stand next to the chosen opponent.

Meng Chuanqing looked at Lao Tian with a smile on his face, and said, "Should it be said that we have fate or providence, we still have to fight." ”

Lao Tian glanced at him and said coldly: "I said, I won't show mercy!" His heart was full of thoughts, according to the lord's plan, he should have drawn the lottery of Zhuang Fulou, then he would have won the victory. But he actually drew the Yang oath that the lord was most reluctant to be his enemy, and I am afraid that the lord did not expect it! Could it be that this is the accident that the lord said "cannot be prevented", will this accident hinder him? He turned his head to look at the castle tower of the Donghua Inn, where the lord and Shang Yuluo were still entangled. There was a faint uneasiness in his heart, but he didn't know where it came from.

Qiu Huan slowly sat down with a pale face, looking at Longhu beside him, who was staring at Meng Chuanqing's evil smile. He suddenly understood, and asked lightly, "Ah Long, did you steal the note?" Long Gongzi nodded, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

"Why?" Qiu Huan's face became even more ugly.

Long Gongzi said with a sad and indignant face: "That kid humiliated me the day before yesterday, how can you not take revenge for this revenge?" I guess that among these people, only Lao Tiancai may be his opponent, and he can use him to frustrate this kid's spirit, and it is best to beat him all over the ground to find teeth, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Qiu Huan smiled bitterly: "It's best that Lao Tian can win, otherwise I will be killed by you!"