After listening to Qin Lao's narration, Qiao Xiaohan was indignant, and said angrily: "These two people must have been sent by the Ming Xianglou again!"

"Mingxiang Building?"

Wang Yuqi suddenly heard Qiao Xiaohan say this, and there were some doubts in her heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and then thought about it before remembering that the red boy killed Dong Wuji, the son of the owner of Mingxiang Building, Xue Guo, in the Red Sleeve Mansion, although the Red Sleeve Mansion is fine, but the red child is different. Everyone knows that the owner of Mingxiang Mansion will take revenge, so that Xue Guo will not let go of the red child easily.

"Alas, red boy, red boy, why do you love to offend the immortals who are many times stronger than you so much?"

Wang Yuqi silently asked the red boy in her heart.

After a while, the red boy woke up slowly, he looked at the little black in front of him, and still thought about the two men in black, and couldn't help asking, "Didn't you see the others when you came?"

"When two guys were about to attack you, as soon as Qin Lao made a move, they were dead. Wang Yuqi replied truthfully.

Hearing this, Red Boy was not surprised, he knew that Qin Lao, as the bodyguard of the Young Sect Master of the Holy Demon Sect Wang Yuqi, had to have some ability!

The red boy blinked, barely standing up. After this fight with the two Tribulation Period powerhouses, his body is now very weak, and his forehead is constantly sweating.

Seeing this, Wang Yuqi handed over a handkerchief and said softly: "Red boy, wipe your sweat." "This Wang Yuqi is really rare and gentle!

"Thanks, no, I don't need this kind of thing. Red Boy politely refused.

Hearing this, Wang Yuqi, who had a serious princess illness, unexpectedly did not become hysterical as usual, but quietly put away the handkerchief. This may be because she thinks that this red boy has no strength to fight with herself, and it doesn't hurt to let her.

Qiao Xiaohan saw that the red boy did not accept Wang Yuqi's handkerchief, and a trace of imperceptible joy flashed in his expression.

However, when she saw the red child with a little pale face, she suddenly felt a little pain in her heart, and this distress was manifested on Qiao Xiaohan's face, that is, it was full of gloomy clouds.

"Alright, it's getting late, let's go back. Red Boy reminded the others. He distinctly felt that his body was a little soft, like a marshmallow.

Then, with a light step, the red boy walked forward.

......

After Xue Guo, the owner of Mingxiang Building, learned the news of the death of Zhang Wu and Wang Liu, he had a headache and was about to blow up. As soon as she was annoyed, she smashed an expensive porcelain cup, and pointed to the two little demons who were kneeling at her feet, Yiqi and Yiba, and scolded: "You two useless straw bales, you will only send me this kind of news all day long!"

Please, landlord, the deaths of Zhang Wu and Wang Liu were not made by us. Why are you scolding us again? What a grievance!

The little demons 17 and 18 knelt on the ground, hanging their heads, daring to be angry but not daring to speak, and not daring to say anything, so they could only obediently serve as a punching bag for the snow.

Xue Guo scolded a few more words, and his anger almost disappeared, so he asked the two of them to retreat.

"Mother, is this red boy really so powerful?" asked Dong Wuliu. She didn't believe how much she could be as a little child.

Xue Guo paused and said, "Let me tell you this, the monks Zhang Wu and Wang Liu who were sent out this time were the monks of the Tribulation Period, but they never came back after this trip. Also, I witnessed the Red Boy knock out the Yuan Infant Cultivator 1718 Yuan Infant Cultivator. ”

"Ahh

Xue Guo took her daughter's hand and said softly: "Wuliu, your father died early, and it is not easy for me to pull the three of you to grow up alone." And now, your eldest brother is dead again, so you have to promise me that you will not go to the red boy for revenge because of impulse. You have to think twice about everything, you know?"

Hearing this, Dong Wuliu nodded and replied, "Well, mother, daughter, I understand what you mean, and I will listen to you." ”

Over the years, she knows her mother's hard work.

"Wuliu, my mother plans to put off this matter of revenge for a while. As the saying goes, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and when you and your second brother's cultivation reaches the immortal level, it is not too late to find that red boy to take revenge. At least at that point, I don't have to worry too much. Xue Guo said calmly. Of course, she will keep this hatred in her heart. However, as for when it will be reported, it is not necessarily.

"Okay, the daughter listens to her mother. Dong Wuliu smiled.

Dong Wuliu, a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, has been studying in the Heavenly Demon Sect for some years, however, so far, he is only one of the many outer disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect who is no longer ordinary. Compared with those sect Tianjiao who everyone admires, she is very inconspicuous.

However, since he learned that his eldest brother died at the hands of Red Boy, Dong Wuliu secretly made up his mind: he must cultivate hard and avenge his eldest brother in the future!

......

After the weak red boy returned to the Great Demon Inn, he took out the small medical treasure bottle, shook it gently, and then popped out three black Peiyuan Pills, he didn't say a word, and swallowed it with a "grunt".

Alas, if it weren't for a small trick he had made to make these two Tribulation Period powerhouses look down on him first, and then attack with all his might, then it was very likely that he would no longer be in this world for a while.

Fortunately, he escaped the catastrophe in the end. As long as you survive, that's a great thing.

Thinking of this, the red boy smiled with satisfaction, and then closed his eyes, originally intending to empty his head for a while.

However, perhaps because he was too tired, the red boy fell asleep unconsciously.

The next morning.

When the red boy woke up, he was refreshed. When he saw that Xiao Hei was still sleeping, he grabbed his arm and pulled him up, and kept shouting like an alarm clock: "Xiao Hei, get up!

Xiao Hei closed his eyes slightly, looked like he hadn't woken up, hugged the quilt with one arm, and begged bitterly: "Brother Hong, please, let me sleep for a while, I'll sleep for a while......"

What a lazy cat!

The red boy ignored Xiao Hei's pleading, and said, "Xiao Hei, hurry up, you have to compete today!"

"Brother Hong, I'll participate in the competition, I'll sleep for a while, just ...... for a while" There was still a wet saliva hanging on the corner of Xiao Hei's mouth.

Seeing that it didn't work, the red boy threw off Xiao Hei's arm and shouted in a tone of hatred: "You go to sleep!"

Speechless, Xiao Hei really hugged the quilt and fell asleep again.

The red boy was afraid that Xiao Hei would miss the game, so he had an idea, walked to Xiao Hei's side gently, fell into his ear, and murmured, "Qiao Xiaohan is here!"

Sure enough, these five words have obvious effects.

I saw that Xiao Hei sat up with a "swoop", and quickly got dressed, and then looked around, but didn't see Qiao Xiaohan's figure, and asked in disappointment: "Brother Hong, where is Xiaohan?"

"Alright, let's go, let's go to the game. Red Boy didn't answer his question, just pulled him out of bed and walked out the door.

Red Boy and Xiao Hei came to the competition venue in the Jindan competition area, although the game had not yet started, it was already very lively.

Xiao Hei's group number is three groups, and the field number is sixty-two. So, the two of them will have to wait a little longer.

As Red Boy and Little Black waited, time passed minute by minute.

"Shen Moxuan!Which one is Shen Moxuan?"

The old man with a loud voice is looking for a contestant again.

When the red boy heard this, he suddenly reacted that Xiao Hei was Shen Moxuan, so he touched Xiao Hei with a cute face and said, "Eh, Xiao Hei, I'm calling you!"

Since everyone usually only calls him Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei forgot for a while that he still has a literary name - Shen Moxuan.

"Shen Moxuan!"

The old man shouted again, and Xiao Hei ran over.

"It's a nice name, but how can this little guy be so slow. The old man muttered to himself.

The old man glanced at Xiao Hei and said, "The next one is you, get ready." The tone was very flat.

"Well, the next one to appear is Shen Moxuan, a demon cultivator in the human world, who belongs to the Tmall clan, one hundred and eleven years old, cultivated in the late stage of Jindan, and the combat power value given by the Ten Thousand Demon Conference combat power evaluation team is 4732. ”

When the narrator read the last sentence, he couldn't believe his eyes.

I'm rubbing, the combat power value is so high! It's comparable to the late Yuan Infant!

Hehe, the Tmall family is different!

Xiao Hei strode into the ring. A handsome little face attracted the attention of a large number of female viewers in an instant.

"Wow, it looks so cute!"

"The person is good-looking, the name is good, and the combat power value is still high! Really, how can there be such a perfect young man?"

"This is the type I like, and I really want to look at the stars with him. ”

The voices of discussion are one after another, and it is difficult to suppress them.

"Well, please be quiet with all the excited beauties, and let me introduce Shen Moxuan's opponent to you. Liu Yixiao, a core disciple of Wangqing Sect, is three hundred and forty-nine years old, has a Jindan Great Perfection cultivation, and his combat power value is 4022. ”

As soon as the commentator finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a gray robe jumped into the ring.

As soon as he came up, he stared closely at Xiao Hei opposite, the big nose in the center of his face moved slightly, his face was serious, and he said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's start." ”