President Bingshan's personal doctor

He really wanted to rush over, pull Black Eagle and say, "That's my sister-in-law!"

Su Han stood there, looking at Qiao Yuman, with a drooping face: "Yuman, this is a bit inappropriate."

Sleeping in the same room with Qiao Yuman, even if not in the same bed, would be misunderstood. Although... Heiying and the others don't mind at all, and they may even look forward to it, but for Su Han, it's not good.

Qiao Yuman yawned, as if she didn't hear Su Han's words, she climbed directly onto the bed, rolled up the quilt and was about to sleep.

Su Han felt helpless for a while.

Seeing Qiao Yuman's slight breathing soon, he couldn't laugh or cry, fell asleep so soon?It seems that Qiao Yuman is really tired after a day of driving and another day of playing.

Su Han didn't bother to say much, so he climbed to another bed and continued to sit cross-legged.

For Su Han, practicing for one night was more useful than sleeping, and he recovered his physical strength and spirit much faster.

He sat cross-legged, and was about to continue thinking about the formation, to see if he could go further. Suddenly, Qiao Yuman, who was huddled under the quilt, smacked his lips, and the words in his mouth were vague: "Brother-in-law, I'm cold... "

Su Han opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard wrong.

"Brother-in-law, I'm cold..." Qiao Yuman curled up.

The altitude of Shu Mountain is not low, and the temperature drops sharply at night. Although Zheng Chen has prepared a quilt, it seems that it is still not thick enough for a girl like Qiao Yuman.

She is not a trainer, she has a strong body.

That little face, huddled under the quilt, frowned slightly, obviously it was a little cold, even in sleep, calling yourself?

Su Han looked at Qiao Yuman, at that pure and delicate face, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He got out of bed, picked up his quilt, covered Qiao Yuman's body, and helped her tighten the quilt: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have brought you here, it's such a trouble."

Su Han smiled and watched Qiao Yuman fall asleep without disturbing her.

He turned and went back to his bed, still sitting cross-legged, thinking about the formation.

In the dead of night, there was an occasional sound of insects. This kind of tranquil environment is simply an extravagant expectation in a big city. The weather in March and April is most suitable for living in a place like Shushan.

Su Han was immersed in his own world, concentrating on deducing the patterns of the formation. Not far from him, Qiao Yuman was sleeping soundly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, not knowing what dream he was having.

Silent all night.

The next day was the official start of the Martial Arts Conference!

dong dong dong——!

The big bell on Shushan Mountain rang, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time. The deep bell sound seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making people feel a sense of solemnity and solemnity.

"The Martial Arts Conference officially begins!" Li Zhengyang stood at the top and said loudly.

Below, there are various sects of the Martial Arts Hidden Sect, all gearing up to show off their talents at the Martial Arts Conference. Even if they can't become the strongest one, they still want to show off their sect's skills and let people remember their names!

"According to the past practice, a few old seniors act as judges and control the audience," Li Zhengyang said with a smile, "the older ones will not mix with the young people. We all hope that we can see more talented people. Young people grow up and make the hidden sect of martial arts more prosperous!"

Standing beside Li Zhengyang were several old men, all of whom were in their 70s or [-]s. Obviously, they were all highly respected people in the hidden sect of martial arts.

When they were judges, they were naturally convincing.

Everyone stood there, and the people from the Yinmen family stood at the forefront. From this camp, it can be seen that in this circle, there are distinct levels.

The Liu family was standing on the far side, which should have been their position, but Jun Shaoyang and the others were standing at the moment.

He was still shaking his fan, like a handsome young man, indifferent to the people and things around him, because they couldn't catch his eyes at all, except for Su Han who made him a little curious.

Jun Shaoyang turned his head and glanced at Su Han, who also looked at him.

"This guy doesn't seem to know that the Lord died at my hands." From Jun Shaoyang's face, Su Han could tell that Jun Shaoyang didn't know about it, and even... was the Lord. Didn't tell him!

People from Kunlun are not weak, but they are not very strong either.

Just glanced at it, Jun Shaoyang stopped looking, turned his head and whispered something to Tongshan, Tongshan's eyes suddenly burst out with a strong murderous look, and he looked straight at Su Han, his face even more terrified. With a hint of madness.

Su Han didn't pay attention to this, Tongshan was not his opponent, for a person of that level, he had a hundred ways to kill Tongshan!

"According to the rules, each sect can send out three people, one time to enter the arena, and the one who stays in the ring is the strongest!"

Above, Li Zhengyang said loudly, "It's fair, as long as you are strong enough, that ring belongs to you."

The longer the person can stay in the ring, the stronger the natural strength will be. Even if the physical strength is exhausted in the end, everyone will be able to see it. However, the truly powerful person will not worry about this at all.

Because people who are confident in themselves don't bother to use others to consume each other's physical strength.

"Above the ring, click as far as you can..." Before Li Zhengyang finished speaking, a voice came from below.

"and many more."

Jun Shaoyang glanced at Li Zhengyang, and couldn't help sneering, "It's all over, what's the point of that? Don't you practice martial arts for the purpose of strengthening your body? Wu Dao Yinmen is a circle of Chinese martial arts. Chinese martial arts only kill people and don't perform! "

Li Zhengyang's face changed slightly, and the others all looked at each other. As old people in the martial arts circle, they naturally knew this sentence.

"Since that's the case, what's the point of clicking so far?" Jun Shaoyang waved his fan, "It's just a child's play house game. Could it be that this kind of cultivation has not been done in this martial arts hidden door?"

Li Zhengyang was not angry, and looked at Jun Shaoyang: "Then what advice do you have?"

"On the ring, regardless of life or death!" Jun Shaoyang glanced around, and scanned the faces of all sects, "Those who are afraid, can quit directly, and don't have to participate, so as not to be ashamed, dare to go up! "

The relentlessness on his face made many people feel uncomfortable, as if he was the strongest in the Haisha gang, and no one paid attention to him!

"Too arrogant! Do you really think you are invincible!"

"I haven't seen such a person before, so I don't take everyone seriously."

The people around were discussing and angry, and some people retreated in their hearts. If it was just to exchange ideas, they would dare to go up, but once it involved life and death, few people would really go all out.

In this modern society, Chinese martial arts is gradually declining, and it is precisely because of this that there is no need to fight and kill, and Chinese martial arts naturally retains a performance side.

The martial art is divided into fighting method and practice method. The practice method is to cultivate oneself and exercise the body. It is more of a performance nature, and the fighting method is the method of killing the enemy!

Jun Shaoyang's words made many people hesitate.

"If you don't dare, go back as soon as possible, don't be ashamed." Gai Ran snorted coldly, and shouted when he saw this.

(End of this chapter)