I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"...It's only five years. As a monk, what's just five years?"

Yan Liang frowned and replied lukewarmly.

His Highness the Crown Prince put down his book, smoothed his sleeves, and slowly shook his head, "Five years is indeed nothing, but Xiao Ersan was still a child five years ago, and now he has suddenly grown so big. The change is still huge."

Can it be smaller?

When he was a child, he probably hadn't grown yet, and his eyes and nose looked a bit like him.

But looking at it now, she looks more and more like him.

He himself might not be able to give birth to a cub that looks like him.

"Nothing has changed, I'm still as unpleasant as before." The Nineteenth Prince Yan Yu curled his lips and interjected in dissatisfaction.

Yan Liang raised his chin and glanced over coldly, "You are still as weak as before. You don't know how to practice, you just want to have fun. Five years later, you are still in the Western Realm. You haven't broken through in one song. Is it because you like this realm?"

"!!!"knock! The dog bullies people too much! Yan Yu was furious again:

"Why five years have passed and it's still the Western Region. I was in the Third Realm five years ago, okay?

When you left, I just broke through the Western Realm. Isn’t it normal that I haven’t reached the Fifth Realm now?

Besides, what's wrong with the Western Region? Sister Xu'er is not from the Western Region, and the blind fellow Taoist next to you is also from the Western Region! "

As for Ning Ruan, he had no shame in naming him.

...Because there may really be a gap between the Western Region and the Western Region.

and many more……

Yan Yu's gaze suddenly stopped on Liang Xiuxiu's closed eyes, and he was shocked when he realized it, "No, he was fine a few days ago, why is he blind today?"

After being called out suddenly, Liang Xiuxiu, who was still congratulating herself that she had no sense of existence, suddenly became excited and her body trembled.

At this moment, he was 'blind'. Under the gaze of everyone, he couldn't really open his eyes, and it seemed wrong to keep them closed.

Terrible - I want to run away.

Yan Liang raised his chin with a look of disdain on his face, "Who said he is from the Western Region? Besides, even if you are from the Western Region, you are no match for him."

"???" Is he another person who has hidden his cultivation? Yan Yu looked at Liang Xiuxiu in disbelief.

But only for a moment, he almost laughed out loud:

"My twenty-third brother has learned to make up lies now, right? He's so frightened that I'm no match for him? That's the case..."

Yan Yu stared at Liang Xiuxiu with a smile, "Fellow Taoist, since you and I are both in the Western Region, why not go down and have a fight? Don't worry, this is Dongyuan. Fighting in Dongyuan will not hurt your life."

"...No, I won't go..." Liang Xiuxiu refused without hesitation.

"Fellow Taoist, you are too timid. Aren't you a fellow disciple of my twenty-third brother? Why don't you even dare to fight?" Yan Yu sneered.

Liang Xiuxiu had a troubled face: "..."

"Don't you like whirling fruits very much? If you are willing to go down and compete with me, even if you lose, I will give you ten whirling fruits. How about it?" Yan Yu was good at tempting.

He is such a clever little kid.

He couldn't defeat that bitch Yan Liang and that dead girl Ning Ruan. How could he defeat the frightened and trembling fake blind man in front of him?

He dealt with these two fellow disciples in public, which was equivalent to dealing with these two annoying people.

It’s really exciting to think about it.

The whirling fruit that junior sister wants most... Liang Xiuxiu became even more entangled, and said in a low voice: "I... if I beat you... can... can I have eighty pieces?"

As soon as the words left his mouth.

Some regrets again.

Does he want too much?

Even the junior sister blackmailed the prime minister for only eighty coins.

The other party shouldn't agree to him, right?

"Okay, eighty coins is eighty coins, but the premise is that you have to beat me."

Yan Yu agreed readily.

Liang Xiuxiu: "..."

He actually actually agreed.

"Then...then I promise you, we can discuss..."

No matter he wins or loses, he must be given the whirling fruit. Such a fool... this kind of monk should be very difficult to meet.

Liang Xiuxiu has already thought about it.

When the time comes, he can just fight with his eyes closed.

soon.

Then someone from the Garden of Life and Death came in again.

Registered for Yan Yu and Liang Xiuxiu.

"His Royal Highness Nineteenth and this fellow Taoist will only participate in one competition, so they can leave at any time. You two can go change your clothes now, and the masks have been prepared for you."

"Mask? No need." Yan Yu refused without hesitation.

Just kidding, he just wants to wash away his shame. If he wears a mask, who knows that he can defeat those two idiot classmates?

"Xiaojiu, I also recommend that you wear a mask." His Highness the Crown Prince, who was a bystander and did not interrupt, suddenly said in a deep voice.

Yan Yu curled his lips, "No need, right?"

The word 'fellow Taoist' has not yet been dropped.

Then they saw that Liang Xiuxiu had put on the mask provided by the Garden of Life and Death, which could hide her true appearance.

"What did you say?" Liang Xiuxiu turned to look at him.

His eyes were still closed and his face was still covered with a mask.

Only the long eyelashes can be seen.

If you ignore her voice, she really looks like a little girl disguised as a man...

Yan Yu: "..."

"It's nothing. You just came here and haven't placed any bets yet, so let's start next."

"Yeah." Liang Xiuxiu responded in a muffled voice and stopped talking.

at this time.

Everyone has taken their seats.

A small table for each person.

The people from the Garden of Life and Death left after delivering the masks.

It didn't take long.

Several more maids entered.

Not only was the legendary Seven Days of Spring served, as well as several dishes and snacks.

He also carried most of the monster beasts that had been cleaned and exuded blue-colored flesh.

Raw meat, but no smell of blood.

Instead, it exudes an inexplicable fragrance.

There is no doubt that this is Kyoto’s best meat from a thousand beasts.

Ning Ruan stared at it for a while, and basically concluded that except for the color and size of this thing, it really looked like a Blue Star cow.

No wonder it tastes delicious.

The maids did not go out.

Right in the corner, the first one used the fire element to start roasting the Qianbi Beast.

The fire waxed and waned.

But there was no hot breath in the air.

But then.

The referee's high-pitched roar came from the audience:

"Number 11 wins!"

As his words fell, excited and excited voices rang out from the audience:

"Number 11! Number 11!"

"I knew that No. 11 would win. No. 11 has played fifteen games without ever losing. He must be the King of Winter Garden this month!"

"No. 11, King of Dongyuan!"

"No. 11, King of Dongyuan!"

"..."

Ning Ruan: "..." Now, she seems to be able to roughly conclude that the Garden of Life and Death is indeed not a place to eat.

It should be like opening a restaurant in Juesha Palace, killing people quickly and making delicious food...