gate of eternity

Huanmeng is obviously acting, didn't you see it?

That's right, not everyone has actor-level acting skills like him, and he can see through it at a glance.

Looking at Huanmeng again, he hesitated to speak, and the one who cried was crying like rain.

In some people's eyes, it has to be bullied so much that it hurts to cry.

Zhao Yun's face turned dark, with black lines running wildly all over his face.

What do you mean, I'm a scumbag again!

And Mo Zi, you are really good!Can't beat me, come here for me?

See you next time, and take off your other arm.

"Don't blame him, it's all my fault."

With a choked up sob, Huanmeng ran away wiping away tears.

"return."

Zhao Yun chased him out, you have to explain clearly to me.

However, after chasing him only a step away, Yun Yan stretched out her hand and pulled him back.

This master also showed the world the secret technique of throwing people, but it was Zhao Yun who was thrown.

"I do not know her."

"The teacher has seen it, and dare to quibble?"

"She tricked me."

"Why didn't she cheat on me!"

The quiet and beautiful Zizhu Peak Lord is also very fierce when he starts.

It's just that Zhao Yun, who has suffered a lot, hasn't stood up since he was pressed down.

From far away, he could still see Huanmeng looking back for a moment, and even winked at him.

"Devil, your grandma's."

Chapter 367 Is Your Luck Running Out?

"Come, come, sit here."

It was still the venue, still bustling with people.

Today, there are more people than yesterday, and they all come in groups of three or five. Like Su Yu and Yang Feng, they are sitting together; like Wei Teng and Zheng Ming, they are looking for places Children get together and meet each other, the smell of gunpowder is not usually strong.

"Come, come, bet more, pay more, bet less, pay less."

Chen Xuan came here very early, carrying his gambling table.

The disciples and the elders all gave face, and the figures surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

"Today's competition is about strength."

Too many people have already selected their seats, waiting for the big show to start.

The new sect disciples walked in one by one, especially the group of evildoers. Every one of them came in, attracting attention from all directions, and the proud daughter of heaven, Chu Wushuang, was the one that attracted the most attention. Since she came in, she had not spoken a word. Sitting down, he closed his eyes and meditated, with a unique coldness and aloofness.

"Tell me, what is the number of Tianling's physique?"

"At least the top ten, if you're lucky, maybe the top three."

"I'm more optimistic about Xiao Wunian."

The big play has not yet started, and the discussion has become a wave.

There is also the name Ji Hen, which is also heard one after another. Too many people are secretly talking about it. The main reason is that yesterday's guy was too popular, and he defeated Wei Chuan with one move at the same level.

Up to this moment, Wei Chuan was still babbling on the hospital bed.

Generally speaking, the atmosphere is still very warm, and there are signs of a grand event.

While talking, Wu Xuantong had arrived, maybe he didn't sleep well last night and came in yawning.

After that, it was Yunyan, Mu Qinghan, Taoxianzi and Linglong.

Zhao Yun was not seen.

"Ji Hen didn't come?" Many people raised their eyebrows.

"Yesterday was a mess, and today there is no luck at all."

"Don't make trouble, he has some skills."

Discussions started again, and many people looked at Yunyan's seat.

Yun Yan acted like a normal person, she sat down and took out the ancient book, flipping through it leisurely.

"Xinzong disciples, come to the stage to draw lots."

Accompanied by Wu Xuantong's words, the uproar suddenly dissipated.

53 figures came onto the stage one by one, except for Ji Hen from Zizhu Peak.

"Junior Sister Yun, where's Ji Hen?" Wu Xuantong asked.

"coming."

Without waiting for Yunyan to answer, Zhao Yun walked into the venue.

His appearance is not very beautiful, to be precise, he is a bit miserable, covering his old waist with one hand, covering his face with the other hand, walking with a limp, wiping nosebleeds all the way, his forehead is blue and his face is swollen, panda eyes should be like a waterfall His black hair was disheveled like a hen's coop at the moment, if an old hen was placed on it, maybe it could still hatch eggs, and if it was beaten like this, the person who did it would have intentions.

"What's the matter?" Su Yu asked.

"It fell." Zhao Yun replied, wiping the nosebleed again.

"Then you fell hard enough." Yang Feng laughed dryly.

"Huan Meng, you wait for me."

"Devil, just wait for me."

"Yunyan, just wait for me."

Zhao Yun was limping, but he was cursing in his heart.

Yunyan sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, only casually glanced at Zhao Yun, and let you play again.

"Which eye do you see that I am bothered?"

Although Zhao Yun didn't say a word, his dark face represented everything.

According to the words of the Moon God, you deserve it right, you don’t want anyone who comes to your door for free, if you don’t beat you, just follow the example of the young man next door, who only cares about cabbage, why don’t you know the truth at all!

Zhao Yun finally got on the stage.

It's not anyone, his halo at this moment is more shining than Chu Wushuang's.

There is no way, with so many people present, he is the one who is eye-catching, his appearance is eye-catching, and the footprints on the Taoist robe are also eye-catching. Each and every footprint is small and graceful, and one can tell it is a woman's feet at a glance.

"The old man made calculations and was beaten by Yunyan."

Wu Xuantong stroked his beard, why did he give his disciple such a bear.

"Does it hurt?" Mu Qinghan looked back and glanced at Zhao Yun.

"It doesn't hurt." Zhao Yun wiped the nosebleed again.

"It doesn't hurt?"

"You know and ask." Zhao Yun supported Mu Qinghan, and then he stood still.

"Draw lots."

Wu Xuantong cleared his throat and drew his eyes here.

"Lingling, Lingling, let me draw Jihen."

Whenever there is a lottery, there must be some individuals who will let go of the gods and gods.

Zhao Yun glanced at those guys, I am very angry today, it is best not to bump into me.

After the 54 jade cards were drawn, they were hung on the wall.

"Okay, this time I have to kneel."

Sikong Jiannan grinned for a while, bumping into Xiao Wunian.

"You also said yesterday that you want to vent your anger on me." Mu Zhaoxue gave Jiannan a sideways look.

"His little bald head is too bright, dazzling." Jiannan's reply was very fresh and refined.

"Have you run out of luck?"

Mu Qinghan looked at the battle jade card and murmured softly.

Don't blame her for this, just because this time she is going to face the body of the heavenly spirit.

She thinks she can't beat Liu Ruyue.

Zhao Yun didn't look at it, and limped off the stage clutching his old waist.

It's still the same sentence, as long as it's not Chu Wushuang, you can do whatever you want.

He didn't go back to his seat at Zizhu Peak, he came to Chen Xuanlao's side, so as not to be hammered again.

"Why did Junior Sister beat you?"

Old Chen Xuan asked casually while counting the money.

"She is in a bad mood today." Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

"Women! There are always three or five days in a month." Chen Xuan's words, he didn't know whether it was comfort or gloating, but seeing his cheerful smile, it was obviously the latter.

"Chu Wushuang, Li Yue, come on stage."

"I abstain."

As soon as Wu Xuantong called his name, he heard a person's timid voice.

The master had already explained that if he bumped into Chu Wushuang, he should simply abstain, there is nothing shameful about it.

This guy is obedient.

"Yin Hun, get out here."

Without waiting for Wu Xuantong to call out again, Lin Xie jumped onto the battle platform.

That's right, his opponent is still Yin Hun.

"You can't fight like this if you have a grudge!" Not to mention the disciples, the elders all sighed.

Ever since the start of the New Zong Dabi, these two people have been aiming very well every time. If it is said that they are not true love, ghosts will not believe it. Maybe they are fighting each other, and they will become brothers.

"Come."

Yin Hun shouted loudly and landed on the battle platform.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other, they don't say a word of nonsense, they start on the spot, one with qi and blood surging, the other with real energy surging, the opening is a big move, they didn't hide it, they all went to death

"If it weren't for the revenge of killing your father, how could you fight this heat?"

Quite a few elders were stroking their beards earnestly, these two juniors were really making a fuss.

In other words, the two of them can't meet each other, they have to fight when they meet, and they can make an appointment wherever they go.

Zhao Yun didn't look at it, and was still wiping his nosebleed with his head buried.

"That boy Tang Hao is not easy to provoke." Chen Xuan said with a smile.

Zhao Yun could understand what he said, he had seen the battle cards, and the opponent was the Young Master of Tang Sect.

"This time, I can't win!" Chen Xuan squeezed his beard.

"Old man, do you know why I'm sitting here?" Zhao Yun said.

"Why."

"It's convenient to get the money later."

"The face is a good thing." Chen Xuan was old and his eyes were slanted.