Chapter 27 Bloody Color

The voice with laughter suddenly came from behind the stage, and there was a strong joke in the laughter: "I can't bear to let down such a beautiful sun. The old man of the Kuntong faction, are you interested in playing with me for a while?

With the closeness of the sound, a teenager's head was first exposed on the high platform, and then a dress in harmony with the sun. Such a bright color and irresistible straight bumped into everyone's sight. It was strong, strong, but not vulgar, not abrupt, as if he was born proud son, integrated with the sun.

"Oh, my God, the head of the Kuntong faction is the 91st. How old is this boy? Isn't he obviously looking for death?" How big is the gap between ninety-one and one hundred? It can't be compared with the definition of a general master. Sometimes even if there is only one difference among the top 100, it may be an absolute blocking duel. Of course, there are also those that are only a little different or simply equivalent in strength.

The person next to the man received it: "Wasn't the little teenager also young just now? One move turned out to be the 100st place. Who knows if this is another martial arts genius!" This is the right way to tell everyone's expectations.

This sound, red sandalwood subconsciously turned around, so familiar. On the high platform, Wu Cang Juelan slightly bent Danfeng's eyes and smiled brightly at her. The rose-colored sunshine sprinkled on him, and the warmth was strong.

The red sandalwood eyelids are restrained, and it is indeed that person. She turned her head to keep up with everyone. In fact, she didn't see anything. Is it called the ninety-first place? I hope she doesn't die too early. She still has something to solve with him.

The hot face pressed against the cold buttocks, and Wu Cang Juelan was not angry at all. It doesn't matter. He can always find a way to relieve depression, such as the elegant person in front of him who stared at him and smiled even though his eyes were about to breathe fire. It was really interesting. Ha ha, boss, you are too embarrassed to occupy the position when you are old. The world should be handed over to the young people for the expedition. Well, I think it's better to get a small manor, raise flowers and plants, and hold grandchildren to raise their children. What do you think?"

Is the head of the Kotong School very old? But it's only 40 or 50 years old. It's a good time to pursue a career.

Kang Hong simply didn't look at the annoying person in front of him, maintained the smile on his face, and gently advised, "Children, don't talk wildly. If you go down now, how about I'll let you go?"

It's really generous to provoke the corners of his mouth, but it's a pity that he doesn't need it. Master, it is my principle to respect the old and love the young. I feel unsure if I don't send a gift. Don't be polite.

With that, he really took out a bag of things from Guangxiu and threw it to Kun Hong. Kun Hong is in trouble now. In public, wouldn't he be afraid of a child if he doesn't accept it? But who knows what tricks this teenager is playing and what will be in it!

Kung Hong was still hesitant to answer or not to answer the problem. Unexpectedly, the paper bag spread out before his eyes, and some colorful butterflies began to fly in the air. Everyone twitched the corners of their mouths at the same time. Isn't this too much of a joke? No, it should be said that it is really childish.

Wu Cang Juelan didn't seem to see everyone's contempt at all. He just felt that they were really interesting more and more. The moment before, he was looking forward to him, and a few butterflies changed their minds.

Wu Cang Juelan is full of interest, and the red sandalwood party over there has also arrived at the place specially arranged by Wanhou Valley. When he settled down in the flower hall, the red sandalwood was about to go back to his room. Zhihao Lianyue gently pointed to the chair, "How about drinking a cup of tea first?"

Red sandalwood nodded, and she was not in a hurry.

Although Hao Lianliuyue asked her to sit down, she had nothing to say. She drank the tea in the cup, and the flower hall was quiet. The celadon cup, the top Biluoqing, and her clothes are bright and ready to take tea at any time, but she doesn't think it's not as good as the water in the small teahouse, and the food is tasteless.

Hao Lianliuyue's white fingers were imprinted on the blue and white porcelain cup, his eyes were placed outside the flower hall, and several green bananas drooped in the sun.

With a whole cup of tea, Hao Lianliuyue finally moved. With his changing sight, a female disciple quickly came from outside the flower hall and leaned down and said, "I'm back to you, the ninety-first, I'm defeated."

Lost. The red sandalwood stared at the blue and white flowers on the white jade in her hand. She should have thought that she had not avoided that time, although it was a little sudden.

Hao Lianyue nodded and asked her to retreat, gently put down the teacup in her hand, and said, "Are you tired? Go back to your room and have a rest."

Red sandalwood nodded and got up and walked to his room. When I went out to the door, I looked up at the sun in the sky, as dazzling as that man's clothes, and the color of blood.

No one expected that the ninety-first place was really defeated. Although they were looking forward to it, they were collectively silent when it really became a reality. The excitement of witnessing the transformation of a hundred people was just like a flash of fireworks. People have the instinct to expect others to be in danger. After a moment of excitement and shock, they only think about whether the new hundred celebrities will be unfavorable to them. It's like when many women see their men ruthlessly break off their relationship with their ex, even if they expect so much in their hearts, it is inevitable that they will not think about whether he will treat him like that woman in the future.

For the martial arts ranking, once you lose, it means that there is no glory. If you are replaced, no one will give you status. If you die in a martial arts competition, such as a double knife, there will be nothing. Not dead is just a defeat. For example, if he doesn't want to be removed from the name and forgotten from now on, there is only one way: to challenge his next one. If he wins, he will be ninety-second. If he loses, he will no longer be qualified for the top 100. Therefore, basically, as long as one of the top 100 loses, if he is not dead, it means that there will be a reshuffle from him until all the wins and losses are finalized.

And the opening of the Wanhou Valley Martial Arts Conference was undoubtedly very successful. The ten people who were available for challenge lost four, which was an unprecedented number. The bloody evil spirit in the sky hung high, which seemed to give a lot of hints about tomorrow.

During the day, the martial arts club is in full swing, and the banquet at night is also grand. The wine table of Jianghu people naturally does not care about rules and etiquette as much as the officials and nobles. In the half-person-high wine jar, the big bowl and the big bowl make a collision sound of "touching, touching", drinking and eating meat, arm-anding the wine order. When the interest is strong, the thick-haired thighs fall on the stool with a "pop" and start to challenge. This is held by Jianghu people. Some are bold.

A pile of empty wine jars, the ground is full of mess, holding drunken laughter and helping each other away, telling: the guests are happy, and their intentions are still not exhausted. However, there are always some people in a group of drunks who are awake. They open their eyes and integrate into them, but with the eyes of a spectator, they are alert, indifferent, or have other plans.

Wan Houyu drank all the wine in the glass, turned over the glass, and there was not a drop left. I'm really grateful that all the leaders can give me face and come to Wanhou Valley. Everyone knows what it is to invite you to come here. You might as well move the fight. Let's go to the secret room to discuss.

Wan Houyu's eyes turned to the whole table, and when he saw no objection, he got up and took the lead. Everyone followed his footsteps and stepped into a secret room. There were a group of masters guarding outside, and the four walls inside were even more airtight. There was no one else in the stone room except a group of leaders.

This banquet was also attended by red sandalwood. Hao Lianliuyue went to discuss with those leaders. The clothes and bones taught her how to support the field as the "second chair", although she really did not contribute to the clothes bone teaching. But Hao Lianyue mentioned it, and she went. He wants her to integrate into all aspects of clothing bone education, she knows. If it hadn't been for the stipulation that only the leader could be qualified to participate in this secret meeting, she would have been mentioned by Hao Lianliuyue.

When he returned to his room, the moon had already shown a small face and hung in the sky not far away. After the red sandalwood was washed, she sent away the maidservant, sat at the table in a light blue nightgown made of yellow, poured a cup of tea for herself, and drank it from time to time.

The moon slowly climbed up. When it was in the middle of the moon, the red sandalwood put down the teacup in his hand. In fact, there was no water in it for a long time. There has been no movement in the room next to it, and Hao Lianliuyue hasn't come back yet.

Get up and take out a dark blue dress from the wardrobe and put it on, and then turn out a map. This map was given to her by Lan when she first came to Wanhou Valley, for fear that she would get lost here. The finger slowly crossed the curved line above, and finally the fingertips stopped on a point, and it was it.

When I opened the door, the moonlight was sent in. The night sky was very beautiful tonight, and the sky was slightly purple and dark blue. Red sandalwood looked down at his tight clothes and nodded with satisfaction. This was a good start.