The days of Kuai Chuan's counterattack with a male god

Chapter 671 Master on the top (26)

As soon as she returned to her original position, Tianxiang came back again, her eyes fell on Wushuang's face, she smiled at her, turned and left.

Wushuang looked Tianxiang's back up and down suspiciously.

Mo Yan saw Wushuang just now, and when she appeared now, he asked nervously, "Where did you go just now?"

Wushuang looked back: "Relieve."

"what."

From a long distance, Wushuang looked straight at Di Yuan, who was sitting on the judging panel, through the gaps in the crowd.

It just so happened that he was also looking at himself.

The corner of Wushuang's mouth raised, revealing a sweet smile.

Di Yuan in the distance froze for a moment, then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, he wanted to say that he performed well, but when he reached his mouth, he swallowed it again.

"Ah!! Master is laughing at me."

"Master looks so charming when he smiles~~~"

"What? I can't like anyone anymore."

The low voice of nympho spread around, Wushuang looked away, but smiled with his head down.

Mo Yan bumped her arm: "What are you laughing at? Don't you think Master is smiling at you? You female disciples, when you see Master, it's like you've never seen a man. He saved you last time. , but it doesn’t mean there is anything between you, I can tell you that you can choose any man in Changbai Mountain, but only Master.”

Wushuang put away the smile on his face and turned to stare at him: "Why do you talk so much?"

Mo Yan: ... I am concerned about you, and my kindness will not be rewarded.

Huahua came back from the intersection, and just heard Mo Yan's words, and said sarcastically: "This kind of woman, any man will want it, you don't care who she seduces, anyway, it's best not to seduce you."

Later, she wants Shi Wushuang to show her true colors in front of everyone, and she dares to use prohibited drugs, she will feel better.

In the judges' seat, Di Yuan stared at the scene of Mo Yan bumping into her arm, and a sharp look suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Master, what's wrong? You seem unhappy. Could it be that I don't look good today?"

"Master is so handsome even if he looks angry."

"It would be great if I could become a disciple of the master."

"Stop dreaming, Master never accepts disciples."

"It's a pity. If he accepts apprentices, I will be the first to stand up."

Hearing the discussion of the female disciples next to him, Wushuang raised his eyes and found that Di Yuan's eyes were indeed a little dark.

What's wrong with her?
The competition continued, and finally it was Wushuang and Huahua's turn. This time the competition meant that half of the people would be eliminated, and the other half would be promoted to inner disciples.

Wushuang and Huahua entered the stage, and they put their fists together in front of them in a bow.

Some disciples noticed Wushuang on the outer ring, and said in surprise: "Damn it, Shi Wushuang has actually advanced to the top ten, look quickly."

"It's really Shi Wushuang, who patronizes this side, I'll go over there to have a look."

"I'll go too, let's make a bet, I'll bet ten taels of silver, and I'll lose the bet on Shi Wushuang."

"I also blocked her from losing."

Several people around started to place bets, and they all bet on Wushuang to lose. Fat Tiger took out ten taels of silver from his bag and threw it out.

Mo Yan slapped him on the forehead: "What are you doing?"

Fat Tiger covered his head, and said aggrievedly: "Huahua has been practicing kung fu diligently recently, and Shi Wushuang will definitely not be able to beat her. She doesn't even have a cultivation level, so she must have no way to enter the inner sect. It doesn't even matter if you think about it."

The disciple who encouraged everyone to place bets shouted: "It's all a bet on Shi Wushuang to lose. Even if she loses, we can't win. Who will bet on Shi Wushuang to win?"

Mo Yan gave Fat Hu a hard look, and said, "Traitor."

After the words fell, he folded his hands on his chest, angrily.

Seeing Mo Yan's appearance, the disciple immediately slammed into him: "Mo Yan, then you can win nothing if you come here."

Mo Yan: ...

(End of this chapter)