Chapter 137 Advance to the top four

There were cheers off the court, and no one disrespected powerful people. Xue Ling's wisdom and strength are admirable. This is a big surprise, another dark horse. Xue Ling shook off the stage, and Mo Xianyun's complex face was mixed up. Watching my beloved fight for himself, I can't help but turn red.

Xue Ling spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "Sili, be gentle, you want to murder your own husband."

Mo Xianyun looked at Xue Ling's pale face, and the tip of her nose kept sweating coldly. Finally, she couldn't help crying: "I'm still poor at this time."

Xue Ling quickly wiped away her tears with her other hand: "I haven't been seriously injured to death. So many people are watching, and I can't get married if I cry again."

The more Xue Ling said so, the faster Mo Xianyun's tears fell. Liu Hao couldn't help sighing, "Who is taking care of whom?"

Mo Aichen's face was overjoyed. Xue Ling's performance earned him enough face and said, "Yun'er's vision is really good. Let's go and see this future son-in-law."

Jiang Xue smiled and said, "It seems that you also stopped at the fourth place in the Dragon Event."

Mo Aichen blushed and said, "What else did you do about what happened back then?"

The two quickly walked to Xue Ling. Mo Aichen said, "Sit cross-legged and I will heal your wounds. Otherwise, even if your ability recovers the meridians, it will be greatly damaged.

Xue Ling didn't dare to listen to Mo Aichen's future father-in-law and sat cross-legged. Under the eyes of the public, the owner of the Falling Star Palace personally healed his wounds. This is equivalent to admitting that Xue Ling is the son-in-law of the Falling Star Palace. Mo Xianyun leaned in her arms and said, "Mom, Linger will be fine, right?"

Jiang Xuepai patted her daughter on the shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, it will be okay if your father heals his wounds."

In the onlookers, Nagusd almost grabbed the bald old man beside him and stared at Xue Ling and said, "Lord Horqin, this move will never be wrong. It's him, I found it!"

The bald old man's eyes were excited and said calmly, "There are finally some clues. You can't judge from these clues alone.

The gray-shirted woman who stood aside said, "This process of verifying the body is a little troublesome, and it is only possible with his own consent. Lord Horqin, please find a way."

The bald old man turned the wooden jade wrench to the left and said, "Let's contact him when this dragon event is completely over."

The rain in the air is getting less and less, and it seems that there has been no response since those thunders, and the weather is still gloomy. The first two games were not watched by the onlookers. The Longteng event was indeed a big stage for gathering young masters from all over the world. The strength of one of them has attracted the attention of all gates and secretly began to attract fresh blood into their own gangs.

At present, among the players who have been in the top 32, they have privately joined various gangs, and they also have their own potential to be directly accepted as closed disciples by hermit masters, and have gone to practice with the master. However, this kind of opportunity is unavoidable. Ordinary martial arts practitioners can't get into their eyes at all. Only those with excellent bones and high understanding will be selected. Rumor has it that Shangguan Hua of the South China Sea Sword School was taken away by a white-haired old man in black, and another lucky person was taken away by Fan Chen, who pierced his kneecap with a 'sky fire', and also followed an old man in floral clothes.

On the main table, on the chair on the right. The injustice said, "Who of you is going to accept apprentices in this competition? I heard that the old ghost of Dugu Yijian has taken away a disciple, and even the old madman of the 'iron rooster' is willing to follow him. Hahaha, I can guarantee that the boy who follows the iron rooster will be tortured crazy by him. At most two months, no, at most for a month, he will definitely hear the news. After careful calculation, this is his fifteenth apprenticeship.

The 'Dongting Dragon' in a black shirt was puzzled: "He has four apprentices. What else should he do? It's time to buy more vegetables on the street.

Shu Langjun smiled gloomly and said, "You don't know. Do you know why he is nicknamed 'Iron Rooster'? Not only his colorful clothes, but more precisely because he is an iron rooster. Those disciples were tortured to death before they learned his ability. Unequity Taoist, aren't you in charge of injustice? Why don't you go shopping around the husband's chicken that doesn't lay eggs? Don't you just care about firewood, rice, oil and salt?

The unstable Taoist was not angry and said, "That's a person who is willing to be beaten and beaten, and he is not dead yet. Maybe I will go shopping when I'm in a good mood that day. He dared to follow the iron rooster in this strange dress, and the boy didn't think about it. There was no good thing as pie falling from the sky. It's up to you to suffer some hardships. I'm very interested in the matter between you and the begonia woman.

The begonia woman said, "I didn't provoke you. You'd better take care of yourself."

Xia Ruoyan looked at Xiao Ran and sounded the thrill of Uncle De's homework description and his heart was still scared. Although the scars on the body were picked up like this by the clothes, the faint marks on the neck can still be seen by looking closely. Xia Ruoyan didn't know how much suffering Xiao Ran had had not mentioned to herself, and her eyes were worried.

Xiao Ran thought that Xia Ruoyan was worried about the battle with Lin Shiya. He smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, although that killing trick is useless. I'm also 60% sure of defeating him."

Xia Ruoyan was stunned, and then she came to her senses from meditation. With a shallow smile, he said, "I believe Brother Xiao will not lose. Yan'er loves to cheer under the stage and wait for good news."

Xiao Ran nodded and walked to the ring in the field. Compared with the first two games, the confrontation between Xiao Ran and Lin Shiya is also extremely expected. Since the last round of Xiao Ran, the news has spread rapidly. Xiao Ran, together with Murong Yunfeng, Ren Qiubai and Feng Lianer, listed them as the popular candidates to win the championship. The inseparable posture of Xiao Ran and Xia Ruoyan can also be guessed. No one dares to underestimate the aura of Xia Shuangtian's son-in-law, the great general of Zhenyuan.

The martial arts of both of them are related to the rhythm, and they are definitely more wonderful. Many fast-rhythm people also come here to support. The middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes said, "Rhyme, only on the rhythm, Xiao Ran and Lin Shiya, who wants to be stronger?"

Four or five servants with big umbrellas stood beside middle-aged people. The rain doesn't touch the body. Next to her is a beautiful girl of 15 or 16 years old. The girl's eyes turned brightly and said, "The sound of the piano is clear and changeable, and the sound of the flute is low and sad. From the instruments used, it can be seen that the personalities of the two are very different. But in terms of rhythm, Lin Shiya of Baihualou is slightly better. Didn't Dad also like to listen to Qin and come to Jiangning County, but I hope Mr. Xiao will win, otherwise Sister Xia will be disappointed.

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "You, ghost. It's been several years since you met. Well, let's go to the county guard's mansion for a day today. The tone of this middle-aged man is like an inn. Others will be shocked when they hear it.

When the girl in yellow heard this, she shook the middle-aged man's arm coquettishly and pouted, "Dad is so stingy that I won't let me talk more with Sister Xia. Sister Xia is still your goddaughter."

The middle-aged man couldn't resist the girl in yellow and said, "Okay, just stay for a few more days. They are all spoiled by your mother. The girl in yellow snorted and stopped talking.

Tang Wuya's sunshine flashed, looked at the direction of the middle-aged man and whispered, "I saw a big man."

Jun Shuoyang said "Oh" and said, "Who?"

Tang Wuya's lips moved and said secretly, "King Huainan, the emperor's younger brother today: Li Zhun!"

Jun Shuoyang's body was shocked, his face was surprised, and he said, "Why did he come here?"

"Dong!" A gong sound pulled everyone's eyes back to the ring. The test officially began. Lin Shiya held the piano in her hands with a smile. Xiao Ran stood with a long purple flute in his hand. The breeze blew the jade pendant on the long flute and gently swung, which was indescribably elegant.

Lin Shiya said, "Mr. Xiao, are we fighting or fighting?"

As soon as the words came out, not only Xiao Ran, but also the people under the stage were stunned. Isn't the Longteng Grand Event a place of competition? Why do you still fight against each other? The so-called literary fighting includes Biqin, chess, poetry and painting, poetry and songs, and four books and five classics. Martial arts naturally refers to the internal force moves of martial arts. Lin Shiya said that Wendou should be in terms of rhythm. Xiao Ran didn't expect Lin Shiya to ask this question.