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After a long time, people's thinking gradually began to work again, only to see that on the dragon fishing platform, Wang Xuanying and Dou Zhiwan each stood in a corner, and they had already broken away from the battle.

Wang Xuanying's Wanxiang Heart Sutra was greatly injured, and he was taken back into his sleeve and could not be used again for at least three or five months.

His face was as pale as gold, there was a pool of red blood on his chest, and countless small holes were exposed on his shirt, and under these small holes were invisible wounds.

Dou stood tall at night, his eyes slowly returned to normal, and two strands of blood gurgled from the corners of his eyes. As soon as the wind blew, the white clothes on his body flew away like catkins, revealing his red upper body, and blood marks were impressively presented, and the severity of the injury was especially better than Wang Xuanying.

The two looked at each other, each seizing the time to heal their injuries and suppress the backlash of qi and blood in their bodies.

"Smack!" Yu Wenyao slapped the armrest of the seat violently, although she didn't make a sound, her anger was overflowing.

On the contrary, it was Master Dongding's calm demeanor, as if he had expected such a situation, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and his hands were twisted with Buddha beads, and he was reciting the scriptures in a low voice.

Wan'er looked at Dou Yiwan in surprise, and once again cast her eyes on the crowd of black pressure, hoping to see Diao Xiaosi's figure, but what she got was still disappointed again.

In the crowd, Nan Wanping was stunned and said, "Senior Brother Dou...... What's his madness?"

The eldest grandson Wuji smiled slightly and said, "He is much smarter than you think. ”

Nan Wanping turned her head and glared at the eldest grandson Wuji, as if she had noticed something, and snorted, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Eldest Sun Wuji smiled very innocently and said with a wry smile: "Since the start of the Dragon Sword Riding Meeting, I have been with you every day. If anything, you don't know?"

"Keng!" A golden stone sounded on the stage, and Dou returned the sword into the sheath at night, and said calmly: "I lost." ”

Wang Xuanying was slightly surprised, because he knew that Dou had not done his best yet, and there must be no hole cards. Although he took advantage of the Myriad Phases Heart Sutra in a hard shock just now, it does not mean that the suspense has been killed.

But he still smiled faintly and said, "Brother Dou, admit it!"

Dou Weiwan nodded to Wang Xuanying, turned around and walked down the fishing dragon platform, didn't even go to Nanyu Lane to see him, and left directly.

He had already done what he had to do, and now he needed to recuperate immediately to minimize the damage to the Twin Moon Heavenly Pupil.

- It's finally over, and although the process was unexpected, the result was predicted.

Song Yuru let out a sigh, glanced at Yu Wenyao, stepped onto the dragon fishing platform, and said, "Everyone, I declare that the winner of this duel is Wang Xuanying, a disciple of Emei Ci'en Temple!"

There was sparse applause from the audience, and some people shouted dissatisfiedly: "Obviously, the winner is not scored, why should the surnamed Dou admit defeat?"

So there were those who started to coax, those who ridiculed, and those who were angry, and suddenly there was a commotion and chaos into a pot of porridge.

Song Yuru pretended not to hear it, and said with a boost of luck: "According to the previous promise of this sect, Miss Wan'er, the closed disciple of the master of Yuwen Pavilion, will marry Wang Gongzi......"

The drum noise in the audience was louder, but it couldn't overpower Song Yuru's smooth and clear voice.

Wan'er's heart sank to the bottom, and after several days of suffering and anticipation, she still couldn't change such an ending after all.

Diao Xiaosi, where did you die? Why haven't you come yet?

Looking at her aunt, who finally showed a smile at the corner of her lips, Wan'er felt a trace of anger in her chest. Resist, or obey?

"I don't agree!" the voice sounded, the volume was not high, but the noisy venue was suddenly much quieter.

Huo Ran, the thief who had been leaning on the back of the chair and dozing off, opened his eyes and laughed, as if he saw two Taoist temples full of fine wine.

That's right, this is a duel to accompany the prince to study, but the first thing to figure out is - who is the prince in the end?!

Wan'er's bright eyes shone brightly, lit up with brilliant brilliance, and looked at the place where the voice sounded in the eyes of thousands of people.

On the northwest corner of Diaolongtai, the crowd suddenly separated to both sides, and Geng Nanyi, Geng Shaohua and his wife, under the guidance of Princess Jincheng, slowly separated the crowd and walked into the field.

Song Yuru was stunned, she didn't know Geng Nanyi and the others, and thought that Diao Xiaosi had found a helper to disrupt the situation, so she scolded unhappily at the moment: "Who asked you to make trouble?"

Geng Nanyi responded loudly: "Without the consent of the old man, no one can marry Wan'er!"

Song Yuru was angry and sneered: "The master of Yuwen Pavilion is Wan'er's aunt, what qualifications do you have to say no?"

Geng Shaohua smiled and said: "I am Wan'er's father, he is Wan'er's grandfather, we are not qualified, who is qualified?"

Mrs. Geng smiled and said: "Could it be that the world has changed, and now the children have to marry at the behest of their aunt, and the words of the pavilion master cannot be fulfilled?"

Geng Nanyi snorted coldly: "Then what do you want your parents and grandfather to do, just go home and make soy sauce!"

They said one sentence after another, not giving Song Yuru and the others a chance to refute and speak, and the words were sharp to the point, but they heard that many guests under the fishing dragon stage couldn't help but laugh and said: "Yes, even my parents have gone home to make soy sauce, so it's okay if this daughter doesn't marry!"

Wan'er looked at her parents and grandfather who had been separated for three years, and her heart was filled with joy and sorrow, and her vision became blurred unconsciously, shedding tears of joy.

She didn't believe that her parents and grandfather could say these words, and it must be Diao Xiaosi's guy behind her back. It turned out that he had already quietly arranged it, and his waiting and suffering were worth it at this moment.

Seeing the tears in her mother's eyes, the smile on her father's face, and the familiar figure of her grandfather, Wan'er couldn't control her excitement anymore, and called, "Dad, Mom, Grandpa!"

All of a sudden, she threw herself into Mrs. Geng's arms, tears of joy and longing flowed freely, and all the sorrow and loneliness faded in the tears.

Mrs. Geng burst into tears, hugged her beloved daughter tightly, and choked up with a smile: "Good daughter, don't cry, don't cry, my mother is here......"

Song Yuru didn't know what to do for a while, and turned her head to look at Yu Wenyao.

Yu Wenyao's face sank like water, and she looked indifferently at the family gathered in the audience. I took a wrong step, and I never dreamed that Diao Xiaosi would actually move Geng Nanyi and Geng Shaohua and his wife from Chang'an City to be rescuers.

Although they are not Wan'er's biological parents, after all, they have sixteen years of nurturing grace and breastfeeding, and they undoubtedly have a righteous reputation.

She took a deep breath and said slowly: "Mr. Geng is here, and I will welcome Haihan if you are far away." ”

Geng Nanyi came to the front of the stage and said with a smile: "I'm just an old guy who plays the dart game and walks the rivers and lakes, where can I be worthy of the great gift of the lord of Yuwen Pavilion? Xie Lu thank you for saving Wan'er, and for cultivating and taking care of Wan'er for more than three years. ”

Yu Wenyao said indifferently: "I am Wan'er's aunt and her master, so I should do this." But I don't understand, why do you want to oppose Wan'er's marriage? Wang Gongzi is famous in the world, and he is also a proud and talented monk of Emei Ci'en Temple. If a young talent like him doesn't fall into the eyes of Old Mr. Geng, I really don't know who else can be worthy of Wan'er?"

Geng Nanyi said unhurriedly: "If Wan'er can marry Wang Gongzi, it will be a blessing that she cultivated in her previous life." It's a pity, as early as three years ago, this girl had already promised to be married, and now it's too late for the old man to regret it. ”

Yuwen Yao's eyes flashed, and she asked, "Wan'er has already promised to be married, why have I never heard her talk about this?"

Geng Shaohua replied, "If I say the name of Wan'er's fiancé, I believe that the Yuwen Pavilion Lord must know him." ”

Yuwen Yao's eyebrows were raised inadvertently, and she said word by word: "Diao, Xiao, Four?"

"Here!" In the crowd, he suddenly saw a person raising his hand high, and said with a smile: "Lord Yuwen Pavilion, thanks to your hospitality in the past few days, I have eaten well and slept soundly, just waiting to take Wan'er home!"

When Wan'er heard Diao Xiaosi announce in public that she was going to take her home, she hid her face in Mrs. Geng's arms with a happy and shy face and didn't dare to show her head.

Song Yuru looked around and asked, "Where is Senior Brother Gu, where is he?"

Diao Xiaosi squeezed through the crowd and walked over, and said casually: "Old Gu, he drank with the innocent real person, drank a little too much, and just fell asleep." ”

Song Yuru shouted loudly: "You are talking nonsense, the innocent real person is a monk, how can he fight with Senior Brother Gu?!"

"Who said that family members can't drink?" "Evil Moon Zhenren was very dissatisfied and picked up a jar of wine from under his feet, patted open the mud and took a big sip.

The thief Lao Dao smiled and took the wine jar in the hands of the evil moon real person, tasted it beautifully, and said with a smile: "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha is sitting in his heart, right, master?"

Master Dongding, who was sitting beside him, snorted and did not speak.

Yu Wenyao came to her senses in an instant, and the backstage of daring to love Diao Xiaosi was the Kunlun and Zhongnan factions, and the eldest Sun Sheng of the Qingcheng Sword Sect also wore a pair of pants with them. No wonder this kid is bold and dares to argue with Penglai Immortal Pavilion.

Her face was like frost, and she said: "Diao Xiaosi is a remnant of the Demon Gate, I am a descendant of the Immortal Pavilion, how can I marry him?!"

"Poof-" Evil Moon Zhenren squirted out a mouthful of wine, almost splashing on Yuwen Yao's face.

He glared angrily, looked at Yuwen Yao and said, "Yuwen Pavilion Master, Poor Dao hasn't offended you, right?"

Yuwen Yao was stunned for a moment and said, "Why did the Immortal Chief say this?"

Evil Moon Zhenren didn't take a stubble, and then asked: "Our Kunlun Yaotai Palace and Penglai Immortal Pavilion are one east and one west, and the relationship between them on weekdays is also passable, right?"

Yu Wenyao nodded puzzledly and said, "That's nature." ”

Evil Moon Zhenren was indignant and said: "In that case, why are you framing the poor Dao as the devil, and slandering our Kunlun Yaotai Palace as the evil demon?!"

Song Yuru frowned and said, "Evil Moon Zhenren, what you said is strange, why can't I understand it a little?"

"That's stupid!" Diao Xiaosi interjected: "If Lao Tzu is a remnant of the Demon Sect, then won't my uncle and my sworn brother all become demons and monsters? One of them is an elder of Kunlun, and the other is a disciple of the head of the sect, doesn't it mean that the snakes and rats of Yaotai Palace are harboring filth and dirt?"

"Your uncle?" Song Yuru glanced at the real person of Evil Moon and Diao Xiaosi, and suddenly found that he had fallen into the pit.