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Chapter 62

The sun is dim.

The capital, which had been silent all night, gradually became bustling. The gates of all the prefectures were opened, and they went to the Royal Tournament Field under the hazy morning sun in spring.

Although the royal arena bears the name of the royal family, its location is not within the imperial palace, but in a rather prosperous place in the capital. There are four arenas around it, and a large arena in the middle. The stage stands tall, and everything on the competition field can be seen at a glance.

Outside the royal arena, black and icy iron railings circled around, and red-clothed soldiers stood aside with spears in their hands.Outside the railings, the shop was standing, and there was a lot of shouting and shouting. A restaurant happened to be next to the martial arts arena. Inside the restaurant, there were a few voices.

"Today is the group show competition, right?"

"Yeah, fortunately we came early and found a good place in this restaurant, otherwise we wouldn't be able to see this year's talents." One of them laughed.

The restaurant was gradually filled with people, all of them craned their necks to look towards the royal arena.

I saw outside the competition arena, one by one teenagers came riding horses, all of them were tall and straight, with bright clothes and bright faces.Everyone in the restaurant clicked their tongues and looked enviously. People who can participate in the Qunxiu Grand Competition, not to mention whether they can enter the Three Kingdoms Grand Competition, just say that it is an honor for someone to ask about it in the future.

"The one in blue, the son of General Feng's mansion?"

"That's right, hey, that's the young master of Taipusi's family, right?" "Yes."

"Look, the lady from Li Zhaoyin's family is here too."

All the teenagers came one after another, and for a while, the restaurant was full of people, very lively.

"Come, come, how about a bet?" A thin and small man said, his eyes glowing.

"What bet?" Everyone became interested.

"How about we bet, who will be the one in this group show competition?" The skinny man stretched out a thumb and compared to everyone.

"What's there to gamble about, the third prince must be the first." Everyone curled their lips and looked indifferent.

"That's not necessarily true. This time, I heard that Mr. Feng San will also come." The thin man seemed to lower his voice, but it could be heard in a restaurant.

Third Young Master Feng?Everyone was silent for a moment. The third son of Feng was named Feng Qingjue. He had been in Yunhuang for many years. He said something about the third son Feng, and he was bloodbathed all over the family.

The blood stains on the bluestone slabs of that family have not disappeared after three days and three nights.

In short, this master is respected and feared by everyone, and the name of Young Master Feng is known to everyone.Now this master is going to participate in the group show competition?

Everyone trembled in their hearts, and their first reaction was: This master is coming?Who can beat him?

After a moment of silence, everyone calmed down. Thinking of the Third Prince, their hearts were filled with excitement again. If these two match up, this year's competition will definitely be extraordinary!
And they can feast their eyes,
"How about it, bet or not?" The man turned his legs.

"Gamble, why don't you gamble." There was a lot of noise in the restaurant, and the crowd was passionate.

"I bet the third prince wins"

"I bet the third son Feng will win!"

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On the top floor of the restaurant, a man was sitting by the window, with a lazy expression. The red brocade clothes were loosely worn on his body, revealing his fairer and more delicate skin than a woman's. Under his throat, a sliver of collarbone was exposed, reflecting the red clothes , not only does not show the slightest femininity, but also has a different kind of coquettish look.

At this time, the man heard the noise coming from downstairs, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, raised his hand, drank a glass of wine, the strong wine entered his throat, and the strong and fragrant taste spread out in his mouth, the man squinted his eyes , There was a half-smile on his flirtatious face.

The deep and numb male voice exudes a dangerous and confusing atmosphere, and the man paused word by word.
"Qi Yunze?"

The black figure who looked like an invisible man lowered his head lower, not daring to answer easily.

The man didn't care, he leaned back lazily and casually, loosened Yubai's big palm with clear joints, and the wine glass fell, making a dull sound in the empty room.

After a while, the wine glass stopped rolling, and the room returned to silence.

The man leaned on the black green chair, closed his eyes, breathed steadily, as if he had fallen asleep.

After a long time, the man suddenly opened his eyes. The long and narrow phoenix eyes did not show the slightest mistiness. The phoenix eyes moved lightly, passed through the window, and looked at a carriage in front of the royal arena.

On the carriage, the coachman got off the horse, and the silver-white curtain was raised, while Qi Yun was holding a folding fan in his hand, still as tall as jade, with light steps, he slowly walked down from the carriage.

In front of the window, the man in red looked at Qi Yunze, the expression in his eyes remained unchanged, but with a look of disappointment and boredom.

Just when the man was about to look away, a pair of jade-white hands suddenly lifted the curtain of the car, and the woman got out of the car. Suddenly, the woman seemed to feel something, tilted her head and raised her eyes, a pair of clear, clear and calm eyes like water, straight On the man.

The man's long and narrow phoenix eyes reflected Xia Qinghe's figure, seeing Xia Qinghe staring at him, his phoenix eyes sparkled with a little interest, this woman is quite interesting.

Qi Yun didn't even notice his gaze, but she noticed it instantly. The man looked at Xia Qinghe again, and when he realized that he couldn't see her cultivation level clearly, he was slightly taken aback, his phoenix eyes became more interesting.

Xia Qinghe felt the man's sizing eyes, frowned, and looked away, surprised in his heart, who is this man?With a flirtatious appearance and unpredictable strength, she felt extremely dangerous.

Frowning, there is no such character among the Yunhuang Sanjie.

Suddenly, Xia Qinghe's eyes froze, it was him!Young Master Feng San!
Charming, ruthless, the third son of Feng Qingjue, who is dressed in a red suit and takes the world by storm!

"Qinghe, what's the matter?" Seeing Xia Qinghe's pensive expression, Qi Yun was a little puzzled.

"This year's show competition, the third master Feng will also come?" Xia Qinghe asked in a low voice, walking non-stop, and Qi Yun walked side by side, heading towards the viewing platform together.

"That's right. A few days ago, Third Master Feng sent someone to say that he would participate in this competition." Qi Yun spoke slowly, also a little surprised, he didn't expect Third Master Feng to come.

(End of this chapter)