"Don't chase it yet!" Li Mengjiao scolded, Ding Xiaoqian pulled his legs and ran out, and several teenagers followed Ding Xiaoqian to chase out.

When they arrived at the place where they met the fat man, they couldn't see the figure of the fat man anymore, and the angry Ding Xiaoqian stomped his feet, sighed angrily, and walked back dejectedly.

This is really: people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and liars fall for fat people!

At this time, Zhu Xiaopang and Song Dayou had already left Lianyun City, and they were riding horses and rushing back unhurriedly.

"Little fat man, when did you see through that kid is a liar?"

"Haha. The little fat man cracked his mouth and laughed twice, revealing a profound and unpredictable look, and said, "As soon as that kid came out, I felt that something was wrong." Under normal circumstances, if you pick up something, you will already slip away, how can you let someone else take a piece of the pie?"

I see! Song Dayou suddenly realized, and then he understood why Zhu Xiaopang was willing to be deceived, it turned out to be to find where the liar's money bag was. was also secretly surprised that Chubby could steal the kid's money bag under his nose, and he didn't even notice it. At the same time, I was a little depressed in my heart, blaming myself for such a simple truth, but I didn't see it?

People are often like this, before they get the answer, they can't think of it after racking their brains, and they feel that the question is too profound and not something they can understand. When others tell the answer and suddenly realize, they will pat their brains and think angrily: Why didn't I think about this aspect of such a simple truth?

The current Song Dayou also has this mentality.

"Isn't there something wrong with you doing this?"

The little fat man always thought that the kid was not a good person, and he did it himself, just black eating black. Zhu Xiaopang comforted Song Dayou and said: "That kid's money is probably not coming from the right way." In this way, we are only taking his ill-gotten gains. ”

Hearing Zhu Xiaopang say this, Song Dayou felt a little more relieved. It was getting late, and remembering that the garden was still waiting for the rice to be cooked, the two hurried back.

entered the villa and returned to Xiyuan, and when they met a liar, neither of them mentioned it. When I got back, I was just in time to cook. This meal, I was speechless. After eating, Qiao Huacheng asked everyone to rest early and recharge for tomorrow's game.

Early the next morning, everyone was called up by Qiao Huacheng to eat. Anyone can see that Qiao Huacheng attaches great importance to this Wuyuan Sword Debate, and his current mood is more nervous than the three disciples who participated in the competition.

It is often said that breakfast should be good, lunch should be full, and dinner should be small. Today, a large table of dishes was set up, and everyone had their own hearts and minds, and they had no appetite. One by one, they held chopsticks and ate vigorously and breathlessly. Except for one person, needless to say, it was the heartless Zhu Xiaopang, who carried chopsticks like flying alone, and in the blink of an eye, several large dishes all went into his stomach alone.

Qiao Huacheng was even more preoccupied today, so he naturally didn't have the time to take care of Zhu Xiaopang.

After eating, Qiao Huacheng took his disciples and subordinates to the venue of the sword discussion. The location of this sword discussion, as in previous years, was set up in the martial arts training ground of Zhongyuan.

The martial arts training ground in the middle garden is the largest among the five gardens, and there are thousands of people standing inside, and it will not be crowded. On the north wall of the martial arts training ground, there is a square platform three zhang long, against the wall, and five chairs are placed. These five chairs are naturally prepared for the five garden masters.

By the time Qiao Huacheng took everyone to the Zhongyuan martial arts training ground, there were already many people preparing there. It just so happened that at this time, Wan Junmao, the owner of Beiyuan Garden, also came over, and when he saw Qiao Huacheng, he snorted and said, "Fourth Senior Brother is early!"

When Qiao Huacheng heard this, he said lightly: "The fifth junior brother is also quite early. ”

The two staggered by, and Qiao Huacheng saw a young man with an unfamiliar face behind Wan Junmao. The young man, in his twenties, had a hooked nose and a pair of eyes half-closed, with a look of indifference, as if he was not interested in what was in front of him. Qiao Huacheng felt a pang in his heart, and he felt a powerful aura of immortal cultivation from this young man. This kind of aura is not even under the senior brother's most proud disciple, Zhuo Ang. This young man is probably the newly accepted disciple of the fifth junior brother. Today's sword discussion seems to be mysterious again. Qiao Huacheng took his disciples to a corner, and naturally he couldn't forget to ask them to be careful of the mysterious young man in front of the master of Beiyuan Garden.

However, all this seems to have nothing to do with Zhu Xiaopang, his mind is all on Qiao Ruyan. He came today to cheer for Sister Ruyan. Of course, you can also occasionally help the senior brother and the third senior brother shout. Today's Qiao Ruyan, wearing a green suit, is even more heroic. Carrying a sword in his hand, he listened attentively to his father's instructions on the precautions during the game, and kept nodding, the phoenix on his head spread his wings, and when Qiao Ruyan nodded, it trembled slightly with her movements.

At this time, Zhu Xiaopang looked at this and Jin Hai in a daze. This phoenix wings golden hairpin was a birthday gift given to her by her mother Ji Yanling on Qiao Ruyan's birthday last year. There is a phoenix that seems to be about to spread its wings and fly high on the golden hairpin, and the shape is realistic and lifelike. Qiao Ruyan has always loved this gift. Usually, it is only on some important occasions that it is taken out and worn on the head.

When the little fat man came, he had already wrapped his "murderous aura" in rags and pinned it around his waist. Song Dayou had already found the object on Zhu Xiaopang's waist and asked him several times, but the little fat man didn't say anything, so he had to give up.

Qiao Huacheng's eyes were always on the three disciples in today's game, and he didn't pay much attention to the little fat man.

Needless to say, the rules of the Five Gardens on the Sword are self-explanatory, and everyone has a spectrum in their hearts. As in previous years, among the five gardens, each garden sent three representatives, a total of fifteen people. Then the draw is made, and the game is played one-on-one. On the fifteen bamboo sticks, A, B, C, D, E, E, G, and G, respectively, are written in seven characters, which are divided into upper and lower. In other words, the person who draws the first will have to compete with the person who is drawn under the first. If you draw lots in the same garden, you can only consider yourself unlucky. The last stick was left, and nothing was written. Whoever draws this pick can go directly to the next round of the competition. There are eight people left in the next round, and four more are eliminated. The remaining four people competed again until the last two. These two people not only represent the honor of the master, but also decide which Yuan can go to Fulong Valley for a trip, and even determine which Yuan's disciples will have greater achievements in the future, and to a certain extent, determine the fate of cultivating immortals. Because of this, the masters and disciples of the five gardens will pay more attention to this sword discussion.

Today's weather is good, the sun and the wind are blowing warm in people's hearts. Qiao Huacheng felt that he should explain to his disciples, and almost all of them were explained, so he walked to the competition platform with a mood of seven up and eight down.

Several other brothers on the competition platform have already sat in their seats, and on the chair in the middle, sitting is the owner of Xianjian Villa, who is also the owner of Zhongyuan, and is also the owner of the wandering village known as the first person in the world. The owner of the village is in his fifties, and as early as twenty years ago, he had already reached the seven-star realm, and now his cultivation, the five of them know what level they have reached.

Sitting next to You Ao on the left was also a man in his fifties, with gray hair and a lock of mustache on his chin. He is the second of the five brothers in the Fairy Sword Villa, Fang Xinghai, the lord of the East Garden, a giant spirit sword that dominates the world, and has few opponents.

On the seat to the right of You Ao, there was a woman in plain green cloth clothes, this woman was in her forties, her face was quiet, her eyes were wandering, and she seemed to be observing the people in the audience. She is the only woman among the five brothers, Mu Ying, and she is also the lord of Nanyuan. Although he usually looks amiable, when he encounters a person in the Demon Dao, he is ruthless and staggering. In private, there are many people who secretly speculate that she may have a blood feud with the people in the Demon Dao. However, she didn't say it, and no one dared to ask.

Sitting on the far right is a man in his forties, with his eyes closed. He was the one who had just greeted Qiao Huacheng, Wan Junmao, the lord of the Five Beiyuan among the five brothers. Don't look at him as if he doesn't look good, he is a cultivator, and he has already reached the mystery.

The chair on the far left was empty, and it was for Qiao Huacheng. Qiao Huacheng stepped over and sat down in his chair.

In front of the five people, there was a row of tables, and in the middle of the table, that is, on the table in front of Youao, there was a round bamboo tube, and a skewer was placed in the bamboo tube. These sticks are prepared for the Wuyuan disciples who will compete for a while.

In addition to the five disciples of the competition, there were also one or two hundred people in the audience, who gathered around the stage to watch the excitement. Everyone exchanged heads and whispered, and all the topics revolved around which Yuan's disciple could win today.

"Ahem, everyone be quiet. You Ao spoke, although his voice was not loud, but it seemed to be said in everyone's ear, and every word was heard clearly.

Hearing the doorkeeper's words, the voice below gradually became quieter, and finally he couldn't hear it. Seeing that everyone was looking at him intently, You Ao continued: "Today is the annual Wuyuan Sword Debate, and if you want to come to the reward for winning this time, your master has told you, that is, you can go to Fulong Valley to try for seven days. Other than that......" You Ao said this, pausing deliberately, as if to strengthen his tone. You Ao glanced at everyone in the audience, and then said: "The final winner of today's Wuyuan Sword Debate will get a weapon...... You Ao slowly spit out a few words: "Autumn ...... Water...... Wild goose...... Wing...... Knife ......"