Liyue Fengxiangren of the original god

"Tsk, isn't it a bit too miserable?"

Gu Sanqiu was wandering around the martial arts arena like an old man, the older generation would wait for the youngsters to finish their fight before going on the stage.

Although it is a competition, it is basically to show young people how the big guys fight, and by the way, to loosen the bones of a group of bad friends who usually can't see each other.

Well, it's probably like old friends who go back to their hometown Internet cafes for five consecutive years during the Chinese New Year. In the end, none of them want to win the game, and the thoughts in their minds are disgusting friends other than tricks.

No, as if the two ideas could be combined into one.

Gu Sanqiu couldn't bear to look at Dadalia sending away a young man with another three consecutive arrows on the competition stage.

Now on Yaya's side, all the young people who participated in the competition are completely crazy. Except for those who have been defeated by him, even if they have already competed with other people, they rushed to the competition ring one by one screaming.

Then he was knocked out of the ring at a faster speed.

"Is it just these few people, is it Liyue?"

Before Dadalia finished his big words, he suddenly felt a meaningful gaze on himself.

Gu Sanqiu:

I knew this kid would start talking big when he went crazy!

If Dadalia really said something similar to "Everyone here is rubbish", today's win-win situation will probably be happily broken by this guy, and it will even be difficult to end by then.

"Hey, it seems that this guy is quite manic."

Two guys wearing masks and straw hats chatted aside: "How about it, give you a chance to show off, go up and clean up that guy?"

"Why don't you go, that guy can play very well at first glance, even if I really play, the best result is a tie."

"It's okay, that guy, or someone who encouraged him to compete on stage must have a good idea and won't let this kind of behavior continue."

One of them seems to be very sure of his judgment: "If there is no one who can calm him down, the act of stimulating the heart will turn into a pure blow. It will definitely be useless if this continues."

"Okay, since you've said that, I'll go up and try it out, and remember to ask the people from your chamber of commerce to prepare a limited edition popsicle for me. It's so hot to come here with you."

"Come on, let's go."

One of them took off his straw hat and mask, revealing his ice-blue hair and eyes, and walked towards the competition stage step by step with a big sword behind his back.

"Hey, look, isn't that a heavy cloud?"

"Which one? The Chongyun from the legendary exorcist's house?"

"Did I hear you right? Didn't that guy never come to this kind of place? Why did he suddenly change his sex today?"

"Who knows."

On the other side, when the girls who got together to chat about gossip and skin care saw Chongyun, they instantly turned into little fans.

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"Ahhh! I love you so much!"

"Rainbow! Come to my sister!"

"Yunyun! My fiery heart can only be cooled by your cuteness, let me hug you!"

Another man with a straw hat mask covered his forehead: "This idiot, forget it, I also forgot to tell him to take off his hat after going to the competition arena."

Accepting all kinds of flattery all the way, and even avoiding some big sisters who rushed towards him, a few drops of cold sweat already appeared on Chongyun's face.

"Sure, you should take off the mask after going to the competition stage."

Heavy cloud?

Gu Sanqiu was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the figures who were saluting to many of their peers.

"I didn't expect this guy to come to such a place, isn't he afraid of self-immolation?"

For others, playing with fire and self-immolation may be just a warning, but for Chongyun, this may really happen in reality.

Do not see the strong sun, do not drink hot water, do not eat hot food, do not touch spicy food, do not wear thick clothes, etc. These are the rules that Chongyun has set for himself. Simply put, it is to reject all the existence of warmth.

In a sense, this guy is worse than Qi Qi. A good life style of a living person can only be close to those creatures who sleep in coffins and suck blood.

"Or, this guy finally found some way to restrain the body of pure yang?"

"Chongyun from the family of descending demons, I have met fellow Taoists."

After everyone's humility, Chongyun successfully jumped in line and came to the competition stage.

"Hey, looking at you like this, you should participate in real battles a lot."

The young master's originally loose eyes instantly gathered together, like a lion seeing its prey.

"Farewell fellow Daoist."

Chongyun held the hilt of the sword with both hands: "Your body smells like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Thank you for showing mercy to them."

"It's not worth mentioning. I probably know what that guy asked me to do now."

Dadalia looked unhappy, but a smile appeared on his face after seeing the heavy cloud.

"However, after seeing you, today's boredom is worth it."

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Chongyun was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps back, and said with a wary face: "Dao, friend Daoist, I like girls who are fragrant and soft, yes, I don't quite accept your otherworldly and mundane hobbies. "

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Dadalia was also stunned, and then raised the bow and arrow in his hand with a sneer on his face: "It seems that you are ready to fight, and you still say this kind of joke to provoke me!"

"No no no, I didn't."

"Accept it!"

"Damn it, listen to my decree!"

Frost broke out on the flat ground, the sun was frozen by the cold snow, the contest platform was covered in thick frost, and even the arrows shot by Dadalia were frozen.

"You're pretty good at it."

Dadalia turned his hands, and the bow and arrow in his hand turned into a spear.

"It's worth it for me, just be more serious!"

The gods on the stage were fighting, and everyone in the audience retreated a lot in order not to be affected by it. Only the referee was still quite determined to stand around the competition stage.

"That's why referees are the rarest resources that are most likely to cause accidents when the gods of all walks of life fight."

Gu Sanqiu rubbed his hands together, a ball of flame flashed away, dispelling the chill around him.

"I agree with this sentence, but you brought that guy?"

At this time, another masked straw hat man also came to Gu Sanqiu's side.

"He's one of the executive officers, a man with the title of son, wouldn't it be too much for him to fight with the younger generation?"

"The biggest age gap is at most three or five years old. This guy can win the title of son. Talent is of course important, but hard work is the most important thing. Why can't he get in?"

Gu Sanqiu's tone was calm: "Only when such a powerful carnivore breaks into the comfort zone, can it arouse the spirit and strength of these guys to work hard."

"Well, your education method is still simple and rude, and it doesn't match your identity at all."

"But useful."

Gu Sanqiu turned his head and looked at the smiling young man behind him.

"I said, why did you bring that guy here? Are you trying to help your friend commit suicide?"

"The geomantic omen of this place is not very good. If you have this idea, I will ask Hu Tao to help you choose a geomantic treasure. Anyway, your Feiyun Chamber of Commerce will definitely be able to afford it."

"This is not helping him commit suicide. Am I that kind of person? It's just a new development, so I'm going to come and test the water."

The young man vowed: "In our generation, justice and chivalry are naturally the first, and of course we can't do things that harm our friends."

"Is it possible that you think I am that kind of person?"

"Be confident, that's who you are."

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