Drunk Immortal Gourd

Shangguan Tong heard that there was something wrong in Ma Xingchen's words and asked, "What's going on?"

Ma Xingchen finally found an opportunity to complain. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "This family brother was instigated by someone to deliberately stay not far from the exit of the deep valley. When I was exhausted from rushing back all the way, he used tricks to lure me They caught a late-stage bronze-armored zombie and wanted to trap me to death. It was the few of us who fought hard to kill the bronze-armored zombie and hurriedly returned here."

I didn’t care that this person was so seriously injured and came back so late. It turned out that he was framed by someone. I didn’t expect that this family brother was so dirty and would do anything like this. What’s more important, he was also tricked by someone from Dry Tomb City. The colleague saw the joke and made Tongcoff County feel embarrassed.

Shangguan Tong stared coldly at the two Ju Han brothers and said, "Who is the mastermind behind this?"

Looking into Shangguan Tong's cold eyes, Ju Han knew that the other party was extremely angry. If he didn't respond well, he would be in trouble. How could he care about competing for ranking at this time? He glanced at Sang Yuan secretly and saw that the other person was looking at him like it was none of his business. He didn't dare to tell the truth and said, "It's our brother who doesn't like Ma Xingchen and wants to give him a stumbling block."

"Is there no mastermind behind the scenes?" Shangguan Tong asked again.

"No!" Ju Han shook his head and said.

Seeing that Ju Han refused to admit it, Shangguan Tong had no choice. Although this kind of thing that caused a stumbling block during the game was morally defective, it did not violate the rules. Shangguan Tong was not easy to punish. He could only turn his head and said: "No. The thought that something like this would happen made fellow Taoist Qingteng laugh."

Qingteng has been practicing for more than a hundred years, how could it be possible that he has never seen such a thing? The county chief still had to give him face. He laughed and said: "I have seen this kind of thing many times among young people. It's not a big deal. Although these two people are mean-spirited, they are not serious. If it violates the rules of the game, we won’t make any extravagance, so as not to delay the main business.”

Shangguan Tong walked down the steps, so he snorted at Ju Jiao and Ju Han and said, "The results of the competition have been decided. If there are still any complaints, I have to call your father and ask him. How do you educate your son? You dare to tamper with something as important as the pre-selection of the Holy Son."

Shangguan Tongdu had reached this point in his talk, but brothers Ju Jiao and Ju Han did not dare to say anything more and quickly retreated into the crowd. If they continued to be verbose, they would offend the county lord to death. Fortunately, he saved a tenth place and was able to send one person to Kuzhong City, which was not a loss. At the same time, he also gained Kuwahara's trust, which helped the family's status in Tongcoff County a lot.

After teaching the brothers at home, Shangguan Tong raised his voice and said to everyone on the scene: "Since everyone has no objection to the ranking of the Holy Son preliminaries, the matter is settled. Those selected are all the elites of our Tongcoff County. , on behalf of my Tongcoff County, go to Dry Tomb City to participate in the primary election of the Holy Son. I hope that when I get there, I will not embarrass my Tongcoff County. Don’t be discouraged if you are not selected. There will be many opportunities in the future. As long as you have the ability, you will be successful sooner or later. that day.”

After trying hard for everyone, Shangguan Tong said again: "I have discussed it with the Sanren Ivy League. In five days, the selected people will set off with the team. The Sanren Ivy League will escort everyone to Kuzhong City. You go back." Make preparations in advance so as not to miss the point.”

Kuzhong City is tens of thousands of miles away from Tongcoff County. It would take about two or three months to walk there. Not only is the distance long, but there are also many dangers on the way. With so many people moving together and protected by Ivy League members in the foundation building period, there are many dangers on the way. It's a lot safer and there's a lot of care for each other.

It's just that the five days were too tight, and there was no time to make too many preparations. Those who were not injured, and those who were seriously injured like Ma Xingchen, would not be able to recover in five days, and they would probably have to be carried by others. Now that I'm gone, I don't know how much suffering I will suffer along the way.

However, Ma Xingchen didn't take this to heart, and he didn't have time to think about the future, because he was already overjoyed that he could go to Dry Tomb City. Because the situation in Mayi Town is obvious, and Ma Xingchen is self-aware and knows that he is unlikely to be selected even if he performs at a super level, so he has long been prepared to lose.

As a result, a miracle happened. His bodyguard Qingyang suddenly exploded and trapped the zombie, allowing him to succeed in a sneak attack. The old man sent paper cranes to help him rush back to the valley mouth smoothly, and he got a good result of eighth place. In this game Won the Holy Son preliminaries. Although their own efforts are very important, Qingyang and Old Man Zhi have also contributed a lot, so they must be rewarded well later.

The preliminaries for the Holy Son are officially over. The spectators and candidates outside the deep valley are preparing to leave. Looking at Ma Xingchen who is almost stupid with joy, the brothers at home are very unwilling to accept it. It is really hard to steal the chicken but lose the rice. They have tried their best. The bronze-armored zombie that was lured was so bad that it was knocked over by a second-level Qi Refining monk, causing one of the two quotas that had already been obtained to fly away.

If I had known this, I should have thought of other ways at that time, so as not to cause the current result. Fortunately, the Qingyang that Senior Brother Sang told me about did not come back. He should have died in the valley, which is half of what Senior Brother Sang has accomplished. Explain, otherwise it would be really difficult to explain to Senior Brother Sang.

The brothers at home were comforting themselves in their hearts. Suddenly, two more shadows walked towards the outside from the depths of the valley. After a closer look, they seemed very familiar. After a closer look, weren't these the two guards of Ma Xingchen? One person was carrying a corpse on his back. Although he was not walking very fast, he did not look like something was wrong. Ju Han could not help but shout: "He, they are not dead?"

The distance of seven or eight miles is not far. Ma Xingchen had to ride the paper crane to come back first because his leg was broken. Although the old man and Qingyang were injured and lacked physical strength, they walked at a fast pace. Even if they were carrying two corpses, they should have arrived in such a long time.

Seeing the Jujia brothers being defeated, Ma Xingchen felt very happy and said, "When did I say they were dead? I just came back before them because I was in a hurry."

The Jujia brothers were immediately furious. It would be fine if Ma Xingchen didn't stop them, but his guards also came back alive, which meant that none of the things that Senior Brother Sang had asked him to do were completed. What should he do? He secretly glanced at Sang Yuan next to him. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he seemed to be holding back his anger.

Yes, he spent such a huge price, but the Jujia brothers not only failed to complete the task, but also helped their leader Ma Xingchen enter the top ten of the Holy Son preliminaries. Did they do a good deed? Although Ma Xingchen's leg was broken, it was nothing compared to the preliminary quota for the Son of God. If he shouted at this moment that he would exchange his broken leg for a quota, others would definitely scramble for it.