It’s Too Hard To Die

   "No..." The old man was forcibly interrupted by Jiang Shengling as soon as he exited. "Senior, you are welcome, this is all right and right."

   "Pop!" is the familiar whistling sound again.

   "Ah! Master, what are you doing?" Jiang Shengling hugged her head and bends over, this set of movements makes people feel distressed.

   "You rebel! Wouldn't you look at my face and talk?" The old man couldn't help but interrupted several times. I am the master or you are the master.

   Then there was another chase battle.

   "Oh, I didn't fight again." The crowd dispersed with regret, and finally didn't fight after watching the scene for so long.

   "Treasure student apprentice, this master has found a ghost." Xiao Bai exclaimed as he looked at the disappearing back of the pair of master and apprentice.

   "Let's eat quickly too, there will be competitions later." Xiao Bai said.

  ………………

  The young man returned to his room with a pale face, and he smashed the table in front of him with a palm of his hand, "Damn! How dare you provoke me! I must kill you today."

"Don't worry, I saw the scene just now. I will arrange him behind that son, and I will let you get what you want." In the room, Tan Jinyin, who didn't know when he came in, said with a smile. The more you have enemies, the more enemies you have. Okay, so you owe me more and more.

   "In that case, thank you, my lord." The young man's mood gradually calmed down, and he gave Tan Jin a fist slightly.

   "You're welcome, after all, we are not only working together this time." Tan Jin laughed. You are naturally fake, but it is useful to keep you in the future.

   "Asshole, I will crush you." The young man sneered in his heart.

  ………………

  The game is approaching, and everyone is forming a group to fly to the Yanwutai area.

  Xiao Bai and the others were chatting together, and suddenly they heard a very discordant voice.

   "Son, wait for me to beat you all over the floor for a while." The young man passed by Nangong Yunmo, and put down these cruel words when he left.

  Xiao Bai and the others "???? Is this kid mad? I really think I dare not beat him?"

  "Now, please follow in my footsteps. I will now lead you to the Yanwutai area." A loud and old voice came from the front.

   "Yes!" Everyone replied and set off.

  Flying quickly, they arrived at the area where the performance stage was located after a while.

  Yanwutai is located in a relatively remote place in Panlongyu. It can't be built into the center of the town. There are too many ordinary people and low-level martial artists, and it is easy to spread to them.

  Although it is possible to establish a separation formation or a separation wall by the strong, the promoter of the competition, Tan Jin, voted to veto and directly established the Yanwu Platform in a deserted place.

There is nothing here except the martial arts platform and some trees, flowers, grass, and so on. They need to stand up in the air to watch the game. Although it is not a big consumption of spiritual energy for them, they always feel like this. A bit of a drop in price.

  Of course, it’s okay to sit on the ground, but none of these bigwigs are willing.

  After arriving at the performance stage, everyone began to choose the position of their own sect, and divided the boundaries, simply to circle a place, indicating that it belongs to their territory, and others cannot enter at will.

   Just when Xiao Bai and the others were about to find a position, the young man came over again.

  "Wait later when you cry, you better pray that you won't meet me later." The young man's face gradually became grim, as if he couldn't wait to do it.

"Are you TM sick? I didn't sign up for the competition. You gave me a hammer?" Nangong Yunmo finally couldn't help it. Has this person's brain been filled with water? I've already slapped you to death because I have to pay attention to my image

   "Gah?!" The space stood still, and the young man looked at Nangong Yunmo in disbelief.

  "Did you abstain from voting because you didn't dare to fight with me?" The young man could only think of this reason after thinking about it. He must have not participated in the competition because he was afraid of not daring to fight with me.

   "Yes, yes, yours is right, you hurry up for me!" Nangong Yunmo felt a bit of a headache. This disease seems to be quite serious, and now he is very sick, and there is no treatment.

  It can’t be cured, wait for death, say goodbye, Hua Tuo Sanlian.

  The young man left after hearing the consequences, but he was not scolded away. He is now going to the schedule to find someone who can manage the roster to check the roster. He wants to determine if Nangong Yunmo really did not participate in the game.

  Nangong Yunmo really did not participate in the competition. He was originally going to participate, but Xiao Bai pulled him to prevent him from participating.

  Because Xiao Bai was going to let Zhang Shige practice the actual combat in this game, he didn't let Nangong Yunmo participate. If his big disciple participated, would it still be necessary to fight?

  The black robe people are used to make up the number. There is no way. Although there is no limit on the number of participants, the number of mixed fans is limited.

  If Zhang Shige is alone in the competition, it will not take too many people to mix up, so he can only make up the number of people in the black robe.

  After the youth left, the people who followed Xiao Bai and the others all the time shook their heads in disappointment. Why couldn't they fight? Have you provoked a few times? Shall we start the fight? Don't let us down anymore.

  "Tsk tusk, it seems that this person has clung to him with determination." A saint child observed the situation on Nangong Yunmo with a smile.

  Although the other sects are all sitting separately, the elders and disciples of these big sects are sitting together without shy.

  Cultivation also requires contacts. UU reading www.uukanshu.com will have one more way to go. If you have affection, you can continue to develop. The friendship between the next generation of the sect is loved by many elders.

   "Hahaha, the two of them are really interesting, no matter what it is, they can't fight." A saint son also laughed.

   "I just didn't expect this person to not participate in the competition." Zhuang Shengnv frowned slightly, as if she was very disappointed because Nangong Yunmo did not participate in the competition.

"Huh, even if he participates, he won't get the first place." A saint son was very disgusted with the expression of Saint Zhuang, after all, he had a crush on Saint Zhuang for a long time. Now Saint Zhuang is here. Concerned about other people in his heart, of course he would be a little bit savage.

  This sentence completely breaks the beautiful and peaceful atmosphere. Fortunately, no one regards his words as the same thing, so one stone can't stir up waves at all.

   Moreover, Saint Zhuang's evaluation of this saint child in her heart was a lot lower, and this wave was very hurt.

  The elders are very satisfied with the performance of these saint sons and saints. They are not arrogant or rash, know how to let go, and automatically filter those language that destroys the atmosphere. Very good, very good. This is the style that the next generation of sect heirs should have.

  Of course, except for the saint son just now, after all, the unfriendly speech came from his mouth.

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