The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

In an instant, the hall became silent.

Anyone knows that Ji Ying's "admiration" on the surface is actually disdain, and this sentence is a gamble for Ling Zixi.

Bai Moheng stood by Ling Zixi's side, and the pressure of the ice cold pressed down on Ji Ying like a powerful force. Under the pressure, he collapsed, his sarcastic expression disintegrated, his face was pale, his hands were shaking, and the wine glass almost fell to the ground.

Ji Ying even felt that her legs were a little weak, and she fell to the ground under the coercion of surrendering to Bai Moheng.

When Ji Chang saw this, he naturally couldn't let his fellow disciples suffer, so he hurriedly released his spiritual knowledge to hedge against Bai Moheng.

For a time, except for Ling Zixi, who was deliberately protected by Bai Moheng, as well as the masters, elders and other great powers present, everyone felt the indescribable coercion. Sweaty, his cultivation base was low and he was bent over, and even Xiantong couldn't bear it, and knelt directly on the spot.

Ji Ying felt the help of her senior brother Ji Chang, and the pressure of the cold was relieved, and she was overjoyed. However, before he could open his mouth, the pressure like a polar glacier was overwhelming. , Ji Chang couldn't resist Bai Moheng's ignorant coercion, and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Ji Ying was guarded by Ji Chang, although she did not vomit blood, she was sweating profusely.

The head teacher of Qingyu Sect suddenly became not very good.

Ji Chang and Ji Ying are his proud disciples, and the proud disciples were suppressed so much at the Wanxian Banquet. No matter what, he would not give him Qing Yu to teach him the face.

Bai Moheng's master Ninghui, Daoist Ninghui, touched his white beard. His face was not obvious, but his eyes were full of admiration. Moheng's move showed that they were the successors of Wuxu Sect. Some people are the head of the younger generation.

Although Mo Heng's move has drawn the hatred of Qingyu Sect, but it doesn't matter, he is not a vegetarian, and he can afford this hatred.

Other sect headmasters are watching the fun with the attitude that they have nothing to do with themselves, but these great masters secretly have a very high evaluation of Bai Moheng in their hearts, although Bai Moheng Heng's coercion would not affect them, but the refreshing chill made them feel cold in their hearts.

Awesome!

All the bosses cast an envious glance at Taoist Ninghui.

It is a blessing to have such an outstanding direct disciple.

Daoist Ninghui squinted his eyes, very useful, and looked at Ling Zixi, who attracted Bai Moheng to show his strength, and also brought a bit of satisfaction.

Ran Rongche was very happy when she saw Ji Ying stand up. Because it was Ran Rongche's idea to have Ji Ying deal with Ling Zixi.

Being intimate with Ji Chang, Ji Ying, who was still young, naturally listened to these words and was filled with righteous indignation.

For Ran Rongche, who is good at manipulating people's hearts, it is easy to provoke Ji Ying's anger. In just a few words, Ji Ying must make Ling Zixi look good. The scene where the copper stick prevented Ling Zixi from picking Xue Si Rui.

And Ji Ying had an appointment with Bai Xiaoli to fight, but now she has become a public provocation to Ling Zixi, which is naturally what Ran Rongche expected.

Ran Rongche even forgot the unhappiness of Ling Zixi and Bai Moheng to treat guests together, and drank a whole cup of spiritual tea.

Bai Xiaoli stood up from a distance from the banquet and looked at his father's direction, trying to make a relief for his father.

Bai Moheng is also ready to speak for Ling Zixi to reject this obvious challenge.

However, Ling Zixi gently pushed Bai Moheng's arm away, and under the eyes of everyone, she said lightly, "Okay."

"Then please give me more advice."

After Ling Zixi finished speaking, everyone was stunned.

Beautiful and charming.

Clear and inviting.

Ling Zixi's answer was so easy, as if she had the chance to win.

Such Ling Zixi is very confident, just standing there, she is dazzling and eye-catching.

Many people who ignored Ling Zixi before also began to be attracted by Ling Zixi's style.

Ran Rongche sat on the side and touched the teacup, smiling very subtly, not afraid of you answering, but afraid that you should not.

Ling Zixi, since you agreed to the challenge, don't blame me for letting Ji Ying win.

Ran Rongche decided to try his best to give Ji Ying the exercises, medicine pills, magic talismans and magic tools to help him win this battle with all his strength.

What if the Wuxu Sect lost? This is not as important as Ling Zixi falling into the dust.

Ran Rongche knows exactly what Ling Zixi is.

Bai Moheng looked back at Ling Zixi, who took the initiative to fight, and wanted to stop it, but looking at the calm and firmness in Ling Zixi's eyes, he swallowed the words on his lips.

He respects Ling Zixi's choice.

The big deal, he tried his best to help him improve his strength.

Ling Zixi felt the gaze of her eldest son, turned around and smiled at Bai Xiaoli, indicating that Bai Xiaoli did not need to worry.

The system voice sounded in Ling Zixi's mind: "The mission is on: Participate in the competition, beat Ji Ying, reward: 500 mission points."

…

After this period, the atmosphere in the main hall returned to its previous atmosphere.

The sects shared their experiences together, and occasionally someone stood up to discuss the Tao, and everyone benefited a lot.

Ling Zixi had a busy day, and when she returned to Fang Heng Hall, she was already in the middle of the moon.

Back to her room, Ling Zixi looked at the three little foxes sleeping on the bed, her heart softened, and her fatigue was swept away.

Ling Zixi sat down beside the bed and looked at her three lovely sons, Bai Xiaozhi was sleeping very "dignified", and the snow-white little fox in his sleep also had two front paws crossed, very well-behaved.

Bai Xiaosi was lying on the bed, four claws stretched out, and fell asleep.

Ling Zixi bent down and gently straightened the little foxes, took Ling Xiaoji's naughty claws away from Bai Xiaosi's ears, and covered the little foxes with little quilts, He also rolled over onto the bed and fell asleep with a few baby sons in his arms.

The day of the Zongmen Grand Competition will soon arrive.

Except for those who want to fight in advance, other disciples who want to participate will draw lots to decide their opponents.

The arena was set in the gap at the flat foot of the Wuxu Sect, with viewing seats set up around it. The sect headmasters were invited to the best viewing seats, and other disciples also entered the arena intermittently.

Han Yu hugged Ling Xiaoji and brought Bai Xiaozhi and Bai Xiaosi to the scene. The crowd was crowded and the seats were hard to find. Lingyu finally found three remote places, holding Ling Xiaoji and Bai Xiaosi. Zhier Sier sat down.

"Brother Hanyu, where is daddy?" Bai Xiaosi raised his head and asked.

Ling Xiaoji was licking Hanyu's neck, but she stopped when she heard this, raised her head and blinked her eyes to find her father.

Han Yu stretched her neck and looked at it, but without looking at it, she said, "Maybe it's preparing in the background, Master Si, don't worry."

While several people were talking, the host of Zhangshifeng came on stage and said to everyone: "The first game, Qingyu teaches Ji Ying, the battle, Wuxu Sect Ling Zixi!"

In an instant, everyone was in an uproar.

I didn't expect the first game to be so exciting!

"The market is open, the market is open!" Someone shouted in the audience, holding a betting plate, walking around in front of the crowd, "Odds 5.7!"

“Who wins and pays 5.7?”

"Naturally it's Ling Zixi."

"Hahahahaha..."

"I'll beat Ji Ying!"

"Me too!"

Even some disciples of Wuxu Sect, after a symbolic hesitation, joined Ya Jiying's team.

Han Yu was very angry when she saw this situation, the son is so powerful, how could he lose!

Bai Xiaozhi suddenly raised his head and tugged Hanyu's arm.

Han Yu looked at the second son with a question.

Bai Xiaozhi's black eyes do not seem to have any luster, and they seem to be sucking all the light into them, like a silent mirror, making it impossible to see what the child is thinking.

Bai Xiaozhi said to Hanyu in a low voice, "Everything is down on Daddy."

Han Yu said suddenly: "Yes..."

Yes, Mr. Zixi will definitely win! Then they press the son to win, and they will definitely make a lot of money!

They all overwhelmed Ling Zixi to win.

On the central viewing platform, Qingyu Sect Master Cheng Xiu walked up to Ninghui Daoist and said arrogantly: "Ninghui Daoist friend, would you like to bet with me?"

The place lost at the Wanxian Banquet before, Chengxiu Daoist is confident that he can find it here.

"Why not?" Ninghui Taoist said calmly.

Everyone thinks that Ling Zixi, the young disciple of Wuxu Sect, has no chance of winning, but Taoist Ninghui thinks it may not.

Ling Zixi's ability to host the Wanxian Banquet these days is in the eyes of Taoist Ninghui, not to mention, how can someone who is in the eyes of his eldest disciple Bai Moheng be so bad?

Other sect bosses also joined in the fun and made a fortune, except for the real master of the True Dao sect, Chang Feizhen, who beat Ling Zixi to win, and everyone else beat Ji Ying.

The host of the ring stepped down, and Ji Ying and Ling Zixi came on from both sides of the ring.

Ji Ying volleyed down, looked at Ling Zixi who was walking into the ring, snorted with her nostrils, clasped her fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Zixi, I said at the Wanxian Banquet that I admire you already. For a long time, do you know where I look up to you for a long time?"

Ling Zixi looked at Ji Ying with a pair of phoenix eyes.

Ji Ying was suddenly moved by Ling Zixi's grace and beauty.

However, Ji Ying quickly remembered what she was doing and must not be fooled by this hateful vixen.

Therefore, Ji Ying smiled and said solemnly: "Ji Ying's long-standing Yang Zixi's cooking is delicious."

In an instant, everyone in the audience burst into laughter.

As immortal cultivators, they naturally disdain cooking. Ji Ying praised Ling Zixi's delicious food, which means that Ling Zixi is useless in the way of cultivating the Tao. It can be said that she looks down on Ling Zixi very much.

Ling Zixi stood on the spot, the wind swayed his long black hair, Ling Zixi was wearing a red half-sleeved shirt today, under the red half-sleeves were long white flowing cloud cuffs, Ling Zixi The corners of Xi's clothes are floating in the air, like a cinnabar ink painting.

"Ding—temporary task." The system's voice sounded in Ling Zixi's mind, "Repay Ji Ying, make him feel ashamed."

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