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Kong Zaijin narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wind pierced her waist.

The female disciple giggled: "My lord, don't worry, after the battle, we will have a lot of good times."

The whip wrapped around Jinfeng, and when she was about to draw Jinfeng over, her knees suddenly felt chilly, and she vigilantly let go of the whip and jumped back to escape the catastrophe.

"Snowflake?" A small flame appeared from the female disciple's fingertips: "Master, is the talent of ice attribute? I'm really sorry."

He controlled Bing Leng to stab at the female disciple, and a few snowflakes mixed in to sneak attack.

The female disciple smashed the ice edge with a whip: "Young master, are you serious? Then I also want to show you the gap between the resources of the teachers."

Wen Huai, Jiang Nan: "..." This is the first time I heard that someone wants to compare resources with the devil. This woman really has a future.

The female disciple congealed five or six fireballs the size of a human head, and mercilessly threw them at Kong Zaijin: "Ah, ah, this beautiful face, it's so exciting when it's scorched~" followed by The one with the fireball was her civet-like figure holding a whip.

Kong Zaijin summoned Feixue to confuse the female disciple's sight, but unfortunately, that female disciple also had a cat-like intuition, and she missed the last point, and that female disciple lost to his sword.

She used the whip to wrap Jinfeng again, and the fireball quickly condensed out, ready to go.At this time, she suddenly screamed: "Ah! My leg!"

As soon as the strength in the female disciple's hand was loosened, Kong Zaijin pulled out his wind and wanted to put the sword against her neck, but the female disciple endured the pain and swept her leg, kicking Kong Zaijin two meters away: "This Young master, the scheme is not bad, but I hate it." She smiled, and the fireball condensed quickly, and Kong Zaijin resisted it with his wind.

The female disciple was surprised to see that Jinfeng was unscathed under her fireball, the female disciple did not speak, and was completely serious.Relying on her snake-like whip technique, she condensed a fireball whose speed far exceeded the average level of aptitude, and confronted Kong Zaijin for dozens of rounds.The collision between the ice edge and the fireball is extraordinarily exciting.

Yuan Zhao rolled his eyes: Why are you playing with fire again?

【Shadowed by Phoenix? 】

Yuan Zhao: I don't want to see Playing with Fire again for at least half a year.

The Xianmeng side is extremely nervous. Obviously, this female disciple is one of the bargaining chips for this aptitude competition of the Xianmeng, and it is very likely that it is the only bargaining chip.

Kong Zaijin took his time and patiently looked for the enemy's weak point. He raised his sword to block the blow of the whip, and aimed at the woman's lower body.

The woman and Kong Zaijin had been fighting for more time than she expected, and now her state had obviously declined. To end the fight quickly, her whip turned into a fiery snake in an instant!

Kong Zaijin held Jinfeng tightly, without any fear.Because the female disciple was in a hurry, seeing Kong Zaijin showing his flaws, she wanted to fight, but she fell into his trap, and Jinfeng grabbed her neck all of a sudden.And the wind that she looked down upon, cut open the delicate skin that she cared for carefully, and the blood seeped out like small beans, not stained by the wind in the slightest.

The referee immediately said: "Kong Zai wins! Successfully entered the top five!"

After hearing the referee's announcement, Kong Zaijin withdrew his wind and looked up at the master.The man's gaze focused on himself, and when the two met their gazes, the Demon Lord gave an encouraging smile.Kong Zaijin clenched Jinfeng in his hand, as if eating sweet fruit in his heart.He just stared at Master like that, and the cheers in his ears gradually weakened...

There was a sudden burning pain on his face, before he could react, a bolt of purple lightning came down, and the female disciple uttered the shrillest scream he had ever heard.

Yuan Zhao jumped down from the high viewing platform, covered the peacock with a red cloth on the head of the "scared" peacock, and without looking at the female disciple, pulled the wrist of the cheap apprentice, and walked away from the apprentice together go.

After the two left, the audience was silent.

The supervisor who was serving the Demon Lord watched helplessly as the woman destroyed the appearance of the Demon Lord's apprentice with a fire whip after the game, and the angry purple lightning fell from the sky and chopped the female apprentice half to death. The red silk on his tray was whipped by the Demon Lord. Let's go, and finally the demon king and his apprentices left the arena together.

Wen Huai: "That woman is despicable and shameless!"

Jiangnan held back the unyielding Wen Huai: "Master Wen, calm down! You can't play now!"

The rest of the people who didn't know that the Demon King had an apprentice all had an O-shaped mouth.

The people of the Xianmeng suddenly became dizzy, and the representative of the Xianmeng scolded the people around: "Didn't you inform all the disciples of Kong Zaijin's identity! With the devil's Liangzi, this meeting is over!"

After all, this house served as Yuanzhao's ward, and with the previous burns, he had piles of medicines for burns and scars.He walked into the master bedroom with the peacock and sat opposite each other on the bed.

Yuan Zhao lifted the red silk on Kong Zaijin's head, and the red silk was randomly thrown to the corner of the bed.

"It hurts..." Peacock felt aggrieved, looked at the red silk and thought of something, his ears turned red.

Yuan Zhao angrily controlled the water to clean his wound: "Have you learned a lesson?"

Peacock grabbed the hem of Master's clothes: "I will kick people far away from now on. Hiss..."

When Yuan Zhao was treating the wound, the two couldn't help getting closer, and the heat of his words touched Peacock's face without knowing it: "Be patient, it will be fine soon."

Kong Zaijin didn't know what came to mind, and asked, "Is it ugly?"

After Yuanzhao treated the wound, he became even angrier after hearing him say this: "What are you thinking? Don't worry, the Ninth Elder's medicine can take care of this injury."

Kong Zaijin was worried: "Will Master feel uncomfortable?"

If Yuan Zhao didn't see him as a wounded patient, he wouldn't be able to calm down patiently.He took out most of the used ointment, dipped it in, and applied the medicine very lightly with his hands, saying, "I keep you peacock because you are a vase, or because you are my cheap apprentice?"

Kong Zaijin couldn't help laughing because of his tone of voice, but he couldn't help grinning.

"Still laughing?" Yuan Zhao threatened, "Be careful of scars!"

Kong Zaijin immediately sat down solemnly and let him take the medicine.Seeing that he finally settled down, Yuan Zhao devoted all his attention to treating the wound, completely unaware that the base of the peacock's ear was burning to the point of bleeding.

He put away the ointment: "When the Ninth Elder comes over, you can bandage it. What are you looking at? It doesn't work for me, I can only apply ointment." When he was about to get out of bed, he found that the hem of his clothes was pulled: "The medicine is finished, can you let go Am I dressed?"

Peacock slowly loosened the corner of Master's clothes.

Yuan Zhao subconsciously rubbed his head, and subconsciously said softly, "Take a good rest." After saying this, he didn't pay attention to watching Kong Zaijin's expression, and left his bedroom as if fleeing.

[! ! ! 】Xiaoqing was about to ask the devil why he rubbed the task object, when he caught a glimpse of an old man walking towards him from a distance.

"Elder Ninth came very quickly." As soon as he went out, he saw Dr. Su approaching the house. He put the hand that had been rubbing Kong Zaijin's snowy hair behind his back, calming down the changes and doubts in his heart: "Kong Zaijin's face was injured. Ointment was applied, and emergency treatment was done."

The Ninth Elder: "Your Majesty is merciless in using the ointment used to treat the burns of the Phoenix fire." It is not polite to call him, the Ninth Elder, to treat minor injuries to people other than the Demon Lord. No matter how much you use a bull's knife to kill a chicken.

From the words of the Ninth Elder, Yuan Zhao heard that the medicine was very rare and expensive, and cleared his throat embarrassedly: "Please also ask the Ninth Elder to bandage Kong Zaijin."

Su Zhongshi stared at Mojun for a long while before accepting the truth that Mojun summoned him all the way to bandage Kong Gongzi.

Inside the room, Kong Zaijin was sniffing the ointment Mo Jun had just applied to himself, and every time he identified a medicine in it, his face became more dignified.

Why does Master have this kind of ointment that almost saves people between life and death and treats extremely severe burns?He carefully compared the ointment on the inner wall and the bottom, and checked again and again with his hands, only to be sure that the ointment remaining on the inner wall was left on it recently.

The smell of medicine on Shizun's body has become stronger recently, and there is a smell of medicine in it that is exactly the same as this ointment.Why did Master suffer the burns?Master didn't come to see him, was it because he was injured and didn't want him to worry? ...

"Master Kong, I'm coming in."

Shocked, he hid the ointment in his sleeve: "Elder Ninth."

After the examination, Su Zhongshi put a ointment on his face and said: "The devil is generous with the medicine, Mr. Kong's injury will heal quickly, and the scar will not remain after three days. Don't forget to avoid alcohol and spicy food for the past five days." "The master is a prodigal son, Dr. Su complained in his heart.

Kong Zaijin nodded to express that he heard and understood, and he understood very well what the Ninth Elder meant when he said that the Demon Lord was generous.

Since the cheap apprentice naturally occupied his master bedroom, Yuan Zhao could only go to the guest room to rest.

I haven't healed all the recent injuries, and I don't have enough energy. I even regained the sleep habit I abandoned for a year.

Although the effect of meditation practice will be better, as far as Mojun is concerned, he doesn't need to meditate specially, because the better effect of meditation is already very little for him, and it is better to come to a few deep retreats to practice.

Originally, in terms of the cultivation base of the Demon Lord, the magic power in the Demon Lord's body is constantly circulating and regenerating no matter when and where, and the magic power will grow stronger and stronger.

But Yuanzhao didn't get used to it when he first came. The originally smooth magic power in his body was stagnant due to the influence of his mood, so he could only adjust it manually.

His eyes were dim, and he ate the elixir carefully handed over to him by the Ninth Elder, and stared into the depths of the darkness: "Xiaoqing, good night."

【Why are you so nasty?Sleep on your sleep! 】Xiaoqing couldn't see what he did in the dark night, but felt cold for no reason.

The next day, Yuan Zhao opened his hazy eyes amidst the soft morning light and Xiaoqing's warning, and saw the stunning face of the cheap apprentice who was close at hand.

Most of his sleepiness dissipated, and he sat up startled: "Why are you here?"

Peacock's ears were slightly red, and he handed over a cup of tea: "Master, drink tea."

Yuan Zhao took the teacup in a daze: lips seem a little wet?Without thinking too much, he moistened his lips with tea.

Kong Zaijin put the tea aside, and wiped his face with a warm face towel.Yuan Zhao seemed to have had a dream, but he couldn't remember anything after waking up.Now Kong Zaijin's actions reminded him of the content of his dream.

Seeing the demon king shaking his head and dodging Kong Zaijin's movements, Xiaoqing heaved a sigh of relief, but the next moment, he received a text message from his superior.

When he opened it, his face changed drastically—the Demon Monarch's memory seal had loosened!

Xiaoqing immediately used all her energy to temporarily seal the demon's obsession, and went back to her superior to discuss with her superior the solution to the loosening of the memory seal.

Yuan Zhao was wearing a middle coat, and if he was not careful, the scars on his wrists would be clearly seen.He hid his hands under the quilt and endured his dizziness: "I don't need someone to take care of me. You don't need to do these things." My head was so dizzy.

Kong Zaijin didn't get the pulse just now, he thought: next time he should wipe his hands first and then his face.He collected his emotions, raised his eyes and was about to say that his match was the day after tomorrow, but he saw the flushed cheeks of the Demon Lord.

As soon as his expression changed, he immediately reached out to touch the demon king's forehead.The heat in his hands seemed to burn Kong Zaijin, his voice trembled: "Master, do you have a fever?"

Yuan Zhao didn't hide anymore, just stared at Kong Zaijin fixedly.Kong Zaijin immediately went to the master bedroom to dig out the medicine box prepared by the Ninth Elder, and came back with fresh water.

The devil sat on the bed in a daze, and suddenly a pill entered his lips and teeth.He frowned, and bit the fingertip on his lips gently.

cool.Yuan Zhao followed the finger with great satisfaction, reached out with his long arm, and took the owner of the finger into his arms.

Kong Zaijin was taken aback, and the face towel dipped in water fell back into the basin: "Master?"

Yuan Zhao hugged the new pillow sitting on the side of the bed to the bed, and lay down again with the pillow, ready to return to sleep.But many images flashed through his mind, he clearly couldn't see clearly, but his heart beat violently.He couldn't sleep because of his heartbeat, but he didn't hate the feeling.

Yuan Zhao opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with endless blur and depth.He pinched Kong Zaojin's uninjured cheek, and smiled lightly: "You are so comfortable." After speaking, he moved his fingertips to Kong Zaojin's lips, pressed the pink, and his voice was soft Dumb: "So soft, I want to..."

Kong Zaijin swallowed: "Master, what does Master want to do?"

Yuan Zhao thought for a long time, only moved his fingertips, then sat up and got out of bed.Kong Zaijin couldn't hide his disappointment, he calmed down, picked up the face towel from the basin, and wrung out the excess water.

However, this face towel seems to be unable to escape the fate of falling into the basin.The sound of the face towel entering the water was extremely crisp, but Kong Zaijin felt that it was not as pleasant as the heartbeat of the person sticking to his back.

Yuan Zhao hugged Kong Zaijin from behind, Yu Kong rubbed against his neck, and asked for no reason: "Are you playing chess?"

Kong Zaijin picked up the face towel and tried to wring it dry again: "Okay, okay."

"Play backgammon. Lose one piece, take off one piece of clothing, whoever takes off first loses." Yuan Zhao finished speaking calmly.

Kong Zai's hands trembled, and the face towel fell into the tub again, splashing several water droplets that reflected the shimmering light.Yuan Zhao didn't hear the answer, looked at the bright red pinnae, subconsciously kissed the base of the ear: "Huh?"

Kong Zaijin trembled, and wanted to grab the face towel, but his hands seemed to be softened by the demon king's single voice, and he failed to get the face towel after two attempts.Yuan Zhao hugged him tightly, and took the hand that needed to take the face towel out of the water with his big hand, crossing his fingers.

Kong Zaijin looked at the hands clasped with ten fingers, and the corners of his eyes were red: "Okay." He couldn't remember how long he hadn't held hands with the person he liked...Master, when will you remember... ?

Xi Guang just happened to land on the chessboard with a clear situation. With a "click", Yuan Zhao dropped a stone without hesitation. Five black stones formed a line. After eating a white stone, five stones formed a line again. After eating a white stone, there were five black stones...

The Demon Lord had a serious look: "Four pieces."

Kong Zaijin gritted his teeth: At first, he thought that the master had a fever and his mind was confused, so he played backgammon as Go.But he never thought that if the master really played backgammon as go, could there be two people who played less than half of the board and failed to catch the opponent's piece? !

It turned out that Yuan Zhao was waiting for him here!

Kong Zaijin took a deep breath and took off his clothes layer by layer... Just as he was about to take off his underwear, Yuan Zhao said, "You have no clothes anymore, you lost."

Kong Zaijin was taken aback for a moment, don't you need to continue taking it off?

Yuan Zhao walked up to his side, hugged him on the bed, put him on the quilt, ran his fingertips to the side of his pants, and said with some difficulty: "But you still need one thing."

Kong Zaijin held his hand, and pulled down his trousers bit by bit in shame, just like the demon king was taking off his clothes.Yuan Zhao frowned, and lifted his trousers up: "This is not the fourth piece of clothing." After speaking, he let go of Kong Zaijin, who had a rosy face, touched his chin and thought for a while, and then suddenly said: "I knew."

After finishing speaking, he took off the inner garment he was wearing on his upper body, revealing his strong chest.Kong Zaijin saw the beautiful muscles after a long time, and saw the hideous scars for the first time.He froze.Yuan Zhao flipped his wrist, draped the inner garment over Kong's shoulders, and said solemnly: "Now you can take it off."

Originally, Yuan Zhao's actions were very naive, and even a little funny, but Kong Zaijin couldn't laugh: when did his master get a hideous, red burn scar near his heart? !

What kind of danger must the Demon Lord be in to leave burns beside his heart?If the burn was a little bit more biased, wouldn't his master be...? !

Kong Zaijin grabbed Yuan Zhao's left wrist and turned it over. An ugly scar stretched across the lifeblood... His heart twitched violently and his shoulders trembled.

Yuan Zhao didn't wait for Kong Zaijin's reaction, and withdrew his hand in dissatisfaction: "You lost, but you didn't accept the punishment, it's not fair."

Kong Zaijin's outstretched hand was trembling, and it rested on his chest, as if he was afraid that Yuanzhao would hurt if he touched the burn scar.He said with difficulty: "Then what does Master want to do?"

Yuan Zhao held his outstretched hand, forced Kong Zaijin to be pressed between the mattresses, separated his ten fingers, and engulfed his lips.The underwear slipped off, revealing Kong Zaizhen's thin muscles and smooth body lines.

Yuan Zhao had an intuition that something beyond his control might happen if he kissed again, he let go of Kong Zaijin, and wanted to call out a name in a gentle voice, but he couldn't utter the words: Whose name does he want to call?

The feverish patient couldn't figure it out, so he stuffed the pillow into the quilt to ensure that the pillow would not catch cold, and then wrapped Kong Zaijin in his arms contentedly.Kong Zaijin hugged him back: "Master, how did the phoenix bone come from?"

Yuan Zhao didn't answer, he just rubbed Kong Zaijin's snowy hair, pinched Kong Zaijin's cheek, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The rose-colored sunlight was cut by the window lattice, and the side of Yu Yuanzhao's pillow shattered into small silver petals.He twisted a strand of snowy hair around his fingertips, and kissed that person's porcelain-white chin tenderly.Kong Zaijin hooked his neck, responding to the confused patient's kiss.

When the patient has a fever, he sleeps for a while and wakes up for a while. When he wakes up, he is unconscious and always likes to hug his little doctor.But it was the first time that the patient pulled his little doctor to kiss him when he disagreed with each other.

The devil is so abnormal, Kong Zaijin can only diagnose the patient as a normal fever.

Although there was no match for him today, the top five matches of the aptitude competition must be very lively, but as far as Kong Zaijin was concerned, it was not important to record the duration of the demon king's awakening every time.

His patients were anything but ordinary fevers.

From Yunsheng Dongyu to Xialuo Sangyu, the little doctor just wants to be with his beloved patients.

Yuan Zhao reluctantly let go of Kong Zaijin, his eyes were still blurred, but there was a little more affection.His lips moved together, a name was ready to be pronounced, but at this moment, sleepiness drowned the Demon Lord like a tide.

When the devil woke up again, Kong Zaijin just received a letter from Elder Su——

If the situation that Mr. Kong said happened, then the king did have a memory that was sealed.When your majesty wakes up, if you remember it, the sealing technique has been lifted; if you still don't remember it, then this technique is difficult to understand.Taking the elixir that hit the sea of ​​consciousness a second time will hurt the spirit body: no matter what elixir, taking too much is of no benefit.Your Majesty will not listen to what the old man said, so I asked Mr. Kong to persuade you.In addition, the old man still has something to ask for, which only Mr. Kong can do...

Kong Zaijin burned the biography, and his thoughts changed.

"Ahem..." Yuan Zhao choked on a puff of smoke as soon as he woke up, "Are you burning something?"

Kong Zaijin's eyelids drooped, covering all the emotions in his eyes: "Yes." After speaking, he would lift up the towel familiarly, hold the devil's cheek, and wipe his face for him.

Yuan Zhao was startled, and turned his head away: "I said before, I don't need anyone to serve me, you go out."

Kong Zaijin's face turned pale suddenly, but he still smiled: "I am willing to take care of Master."

Yuan Zhao pushed his hand away: "I said no. You go out, I'm going to get up."

Kong Zaijin said innocently: "Master gets up as soon as he gets up, why can't I be in the room? In the past, when the master got up and went to court, I was always in the master's room."

"...From now on, no one is allowed to enter my room without my permission." Yuan Zhao simply ordered to die.

Kong Zaijin's expression was a little stiff, and he didn't expect to play it off: "Master..."

"Get out." Yuan Zhao is now afraid that an obsession will break out, and internal injuries will follow.

Kong Zaijin stared at him, suddenly leaned over to hug Yuan Zhao, breathed out warm air in his ear, whispered: "I'm obedient." Then he left the room.

Yuan Zhao got out of bed calmly, took Jingshenzi out of his outer robe, put on his wrist guard calmly, and walked out of the room calmly. Seeing the cheap apprentice standing by the door waiting for him, he glanced at him and was about to change direction.

Kong Zaijin followed: "Master, don't you tie your hair?"

Yuan Zhao: "I didn't bring a maid."

Kong Zaijin quickly ran up to him and stopped his faster and faster pace: "I will."

Yuan Zhao couldn't help but look at him more: "I know you will, but you don't have to."

"Master, I want to help you."

The warm golden light fell into Kong Zaijin's clear eyes, and was shattered by the ripples in his eyes.Yuan Zhao had a stalk in his throat, and he couldn't say any more words of rejection.

He sat on the wooden steps, and Kong Zaijin knelt behind him, combing his black hair, and occasionally brushing his neck with his fingers.But it didn't bring any reaction from him.

Yuan Zhao just sat quietly on the steps like that, in the peaceful morning light, he allowed Kong to move.Kong Zaijin straightened every strand of her hair docilely, tied her hair in a bundle, rolled up her hair and kissed it, with a complicated expression: "Okay."

He handed over a bronze mirror: "Master, take a look."

Yuan Zhao glanced casually, saw nothing wrong, and got up to leave the house.

Kong Zaijin hurriedly followed.

The top five matches at the big competition venue have already started. In the venue where dozens of games can be played at the same time, only two games are arranged so that the audience can see the wonderful comparison between the top five.

On the court, Wen Huai and Jiang Nan were lucky enough not to meet each other.

The Demon King saw the performance of Wen Huai and Jiang Nan's in his eyes: Wen Huai was good at using a sword, and his moves were bright and aboveboard;

It's a pity that Jiang Nan'an is more suitable for sneak attacks, and he can't show his strength in such an aboveboard group arena.

As a result of this day, Wen Huai was shortlisted for the top three, and Jiang Nan was unfortunately dropped.

Yuan Zhao put down his wine glass: "Go and see your friends." After speaking, he strode away from the viewing platform.

In the draw of the top three, Wen Huai got a bye, so tomorrow will be the duel between Kong Zaijin and a monster clan.

Yuan Zhao was not worried at all: with Peacock's strength, he still wanted to use his hands and feet. After melting the phoenix bone, this little competition is not a problem at all.

It was another morning when I woke up, took a cup of tea in a daze, and after moistening my lips, my mind regained a bit of clarity.He put the teacup on the bedside wooden cabinet, took out Jingshenzi and ate one, and then asked, "Why are you here again?" Didn't I always say that you are not allowed to enter my room without my permission?Does this little ancestor know that this is a respect for the privacy of the elders?

Kong Zaijin handed over the towel.

Yuan Zhao didn't answer: "You have a match today, why are you still here?"

Kong Zaijin passed the towel forward: "Master, won't you go and see?"

Yuan Zhao really wanted to say, don't go.But seeing his cheap apprentice's little look of being afraid of being rejected in anticipation, he hesitated for a while and took the towel: "Of course I will go later."

The corner of Kong Zaijin's mouth curled up, because Master was defensive this time, so he could only hug one arm.He could smell that the smell of the medicine on Master's body had faded, and he was in a better mood, even walking out of the house with ease.

After Peacock went out, Yuan Zhao took out the bottles and jars from the wooden cabinet beside the bed, thought about the content of Dr. Su's letter yesterday, put back a few bottles of medicine, and took medicine one by one.

【As the Phoenix patriarch said, you have really become a medicine pot. 】As soon as Xiaoqing came back, she saw the demon king taking medicine.

Yuan Zhao: "You don't look at it because of whose mission?"

When the Demon Lord came to the meeting place, the battle had already entered a fierce stage.The supervisor very sensiblely presented a glass of fruit wine that the devil often drinks.

This is the second busiest day. There is only one game today, and there is only one winner.And this winner is very likely to win the first place in the qualification competition.

The opponent was a banshee named Chui Shu who couldn't see her true form, and she used the scythe well.

There was a cold light on the crescent-shaped blade of the sickle, which was in contrast to the seemingly unsharp wind. Every time the two confronted each other, the audience screamed.Since Chui Shu didn't underestimate the enemy, it was difficult for the hidden weapon of Snowflake to be effective. The best hidden weapon used only cut off a strand of gray hair from the banshee.

The banshee is a talent of the wood attribute. A handful of soybeans fell to the ground and turned into soldiers, surrounding Kong Zaijin.He condensed several ice edges and cut off the soybean seedlings.The banshee was a little surprised and continued to wield her sickle to resist his attack, but still used wood attribute spells.

Kong Zaijin cut off the soybean seedlings, saw that she was showing a flaw at this time, and was about to attack, when a vine wrapped around his ankle.As a result, Chui Shu had the upper hand, and he slashed and slashed with the sickle neatly, and the cold light was overwhelming.

He seemed to be defeated, and the scene showed a one-sided trend for a while.Chui Shu is approaching step by step, and he is about to force people out of the ring, and the sickle is about to be cut off!Suddenly a bolt of purple electricity fell on the sickle, and a bolt of purple electricity repelled Chuishu. He seized the opportunity and pointed his sword at Chuishu's throat.

It wasn't until Kong Zaijin reminded: "You lost." The referee recovered from the stunned state: "Kong Zaijin, enter the battle for the first place!"

Kong Zaijin learned to be good, knowing that he was far away from the opponent, and then looked up at the master impatiently.

But Yuanzhao was discussing matters with the representative of Xianmeng at this time, so he didn't pay attention to him.

Seeing this, the happy expression on Kong Zaijin's face sank into the deep pool without showing any ripples.Both Wen Huai and Jiang Nan came to congratulate him.Wen Huai said with anticipation: "I have long wanted to have a good fight with Brother Kong. You can't let the water go tomorrow. I won't show mercy. I won't be responsible for hurting you!"

He reluctantly responded: "I am also looking forward to tomorrow's duel." He was not feeling well: what did Master just say to others, why didn't he even glance at him?

This is wrong to Yuan Zhao, after he won, he did glance down a few times, seeing his apprentice far away from his opponent, he thought: This guy has learned his lesson.

He continued to listen to the representative of Xianmeng's apology for hurting Kong Zaijin, a female disciple of Xianmeng, and a bunch of polite words.He really couldn't listen anymore, and said to the representative of Xianmeng: "How do you deal with that female disciple?"

"Don't worry, the devil. That disciple dared to sneak attack after the battle. He is really despicable and shameless. This reputation will soon be rotten in the human world. I guarantee that the devil will never see this person again." Representative of Xianmeng Very helpless, he really wanted to take out the whole family of this female disciple to greet him.

A sneak attack after a war is the most shameful thing for a cultivator in the world, and this female disciple not only has low morals, but also sneaked up on the apprentice of the Lord of the Demon Realm.

It's fine if you are cast aside by others, why do you want to worsen the relationship between the two realms?Is it because there are not enough things in Xianmeng recently?

"Yeah." Mojun drank the last sip of fruit wine indifferently, "I'm looking forward to having a drink with Xianjun at tomorrow's banquet."

The representative of the Xianmeng was the immortal cultivator who had a good drink that day, and his spirit changed when he heard the wine: "The immortal is drunk, I have been waiting for a long time..." He worked so hard to become the representative of the Xianmeng for this, just to get a share a glass of wine.