Chapter 127 Reply

"I'm willing to stand like this all my life." Tang Wanxin said. It turns out that falling in love with someone may be just an inadvertent one, forgetting a person will spend a lifetime.

Sooner or later, it will come, so that we can get together and disperse. After a long time, Tang Wan slowly said, "Mr. Xiao, your answer."

Xiao Ran struggled to highlight a few words: "I'm sorry." After all, these words weighing more than a thousand catties have to be said, and the rest of the words need not be explained. Tang Wan had guessed the ending, and it was still difficult to accept for a moment.

"I hope you find Ruyi Langjun as soon as possible. I will treat it as I owe you in this life and repay you in the next life."

People are not plants, who can be ruthless. Besides, Tang Wan was always with him when he was most frustrated. How could Tang Wan not hear the affection in Xiao Ran's tone? She calmed down and said, "If I hadn't met Xia Ruoyan, would you and I have been together?"

Xiao Ran turned his back and didn't let Tang Wan see his expression. He said in a low voice, "Yes."

Tang Wan suddenly felt a burst of sadness in her heart, and the creation played tricks on people. This answer is enough. The two luckiest things in my life, one is to meet you, and the other is to forget you with the rest of my life. In the sky, the sun is like blood.

Xiao Ran didn't remember how he said goodbye to Tang Wan and returned to the house. Xue Ling and Liu Hao came face to face and smiled, "Second brother, the three of us have entered the top 16 at the same time. Should we go to Xifeng Tower to celebrate?"

Xia Ruoyan frowned and said, "There will be a test tomorrow. Don't go."

Xiao Ran laughed and said, "Go, why don't you go?" It's rare for the third brother and brother Liu to be interested. Let's go. Xia Ruoyan suddenly felt some inexplicable heartache.

In the middle of the Xifeng Tower, Xiao Ran raised his wine glass: "Second brother, Brother Liu, drink this cup for you." After saying that, I drank it all.

"I wish you another success tomorrow, kill everywhere, and have another drink."

Xiao Ran drank one cup after another. If the eldest brother Yang Fan is here, he can also persuade him. Xue Ling vaguely guessed something and had to drink with Xiao Ran. After a few jars of wine, he finally fell drunk on the wine table. Xue Ling said, "Second brother..."

With alcohol to relieve sorrow, Xia Ruoyan shook her head and said, "Let Brother Xiao have a good sleep."

This was the first time in Xiao Ran's life that he was drunk, the next morning. The sun is lazy in the sky. Xiao Ran rubbed his swollen head and said, "I made my third brother laugh and fell drunk on the drinking table." One indulgence is enough. Xiao Ran knows that he has more important things to do.

Xue Ling patted Xiao Ran on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, second brother. If I win another game recently, I can be openly and slender.

Crying does not mean sadness, and Xiao does not mean happiness. Xue Ling could detect the sadness behind Xiao Ran. Today is the contempt of whether Xue Ling can enter the top eight. Mo Aichen also brought Jiang Xuezhi and Mo Xianyun to the scene. Since ancient times, good and evil have been unconsideable, but the Longteng event is out of the list. Although some people shouted in the crowd, no one dared to take action. Even the representatives of the five major factions just snorted and said nothing more.

Mo Aichen represents not one person, but the huge force of the whole Falling Star Palace. As the saying goes, holding one hair and moving the whole body, they dare not do it rashly before they are fully prepared. The crowd automatically made way for it. Zhuge Yi arched his hand and said, "Master of the Momo Palace, why didn't Jiang Xianzi have Yaxing to come to see the Longteng event?"

"It's not uncommon for so many people to have one more." Seeing Shen Gulan present, Mo Aichen's tone was a little strange. Everyone here knew what happened decades ago. If Jiang Xue knew it hadn't been for marrying Mo Aichen, the head of the Emei faction would have been Jiang Xueshu.

Jiang Xue saluted Shen Gulan and said, "Senior sister,"

Mo Xianyun looked at this nun curiously. Is this her mother's senior sister? Why does it look very cold?

Shen Gulan said lightly, "Mrs. Mo, poor Ni dare not climb high, let alone get involved with demons. Please take care of yourself."

Mo Aichen couldn't help but get angry and said, "Madam, why are you still polite to him? The viral people disdain to associate with him." Jiang Xue shook his head helplessly.

Zhuge Yi ordered his disciples, "Add a few more tables and chairs." Mo Aichen looked at the direction of the Emei faction and snorted coldly, lifted his long shirt and sat down on the opposite side. The depth of his understanding could not be eliminated in a short time.

After half a cup of tea, the participants finally arrived one after another. Mo Xianyun looked for Xue Ling's shadow among the 16 people under the stage, and also saw Liu Hao's big bald head. Under the sun, he was like a shining path, just like a monk of Shaolin Temple. Among the 16 people, the Beggar Gang occupies two seats, the Shaolin Temple occupies two seats, Xue Ling and Liu Hao are relatively rare to go out of the same family, and the rest are separated. It clearly reflects the strength of the major factions.

It's also the bamboo tube, but this time there are only 16 bamboo sticks. Yesterday's rules are the same. The first and last numbers of each draw are more important. If you don't believe that you draw an opponent who is much stronger than yourself, you can only stop here and compete with the other eight people for the ninth and tenth places. On the contrary, if you are lucky, you can enter the top eight. Although Xiao Ran is not afraid of meeting opponents who are too strong, he doesn't want to reveal his strength too early.

"Please draw lots to choose your opponent."

Murong Yunfeng, who is in the style, draws a bamboo stick and submits it to the management for registration, and then arranges the list of both sides of the test. Zhuge Yi's result list read, "In the first scene, Lin Shiya of Baihualou against Cheng Sifang, and Murong Yunfeng against Liu Hao."

"No, it's my turn so soon." Liu Hao was stunned, and there was nothing to fear except surprise. I'm afraid only this idiot can do it among these people.

Xue Ling said, "Brother, your luck is not ordinary. You actually drew this person."

Xiao Ran patted Liu Hao on the shoulder and comforted him, "If you can't beat him, you will admit defeat. It's not a shame. Don't lose face."

Seeing that both of them were a little worried, Liu Hao said, "Brother, Brother Xiao, can't you beat this person?"

Murong Yunfeng and Tianjibang ranked first among the young masters, especially the rats, both of whom said, "It's difficult!"

Liu Hao nodded heavily and said, "I know."

Today's ring has been changed to two, and the venue is larger and more convenient to play. To avoid the situation of the ring, directly change it to flat ground. Instead, more and more martial arts people came to watch. Jiangning City, an auspicious gambling house. A long table was set up from eight square tables, and the long table was full of people. A middle-aged man who looks like a boss held a quick report in his hand and read, "Lin Shiya, a flower leader, is proficient in rhythm. The weapon is Jiaoweiqin, one of the ten famous pianos in ancient times.

Cheng Sifang, the grandson of the nine-bag elder Cheng Xingye, is good at using a big knife. The weapon is the King Kong ghost knife. Murong Yunfeng, the son of Murong's family, is addicted to swords. The weapon is the famous sword 'Remn Sun'. Liu Hao, his background is unknown. Natural magic power, the weapon is an unknown black stick, and the odds are one to three, ten to one, and one to bet. There are four circles with red pens on the long platform. If you want to win, you only need to bet on the silver ticket in your hand.

"I'll buy a hundred and two journeys to win."

"I'll buy 200 taels of Murong Yunfengsheng."

Cast Sword Villa. Four people in the ring are in place. Only Lin Shiya's weapon is the most unique, holding a Jiaoweiqin in her arms, which attracted the attention of most people under the stage. With a gong sound, the game officially began. Liu Hao had an unprecedented serious look on his face, holding a black stick in his hand. Murong Yunfeng's face was cold, and he slowly pulled out the famous sword 'Anyang' from the scabbard. The sword is five feet and an inch long and is red. The hilt is made of superior mahogany and engraved with quaint patterns. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little depressed.

Liu Hao rushed to a breath of five elements to lock himself, and his three-point internal force suddenly shocked. Then he saw a trace of surprise in Murong Yunfeng's eyes, and then he stopped hesitating and swept his body forward with his toes. The speed left a few faint shadows behind him. Murong Yunfeng did not dare to underestimate Liu Hao's strange power and began to attack the mall.

Liu Hao swung a long stick and smashed it directly into an open space in front of him with a "bang" and splashed earth and stone. The degree of density cannot be easily avoided. Murong Yunfeng's sword tip trembled, and several sword flowers picked up the oncoming gravel, and the speed remained unchanged. Liu Hao frowned and could not be broken, but he could not be broken quickly. Murong Yunfeng follows the same martial arts routine as Xue Ling, but it is more flexible and changeable than Xue Ling's swordsmanship.