The witch comes into my arms

After the competition ended, only chariot and archery were left. Chariot originally meant driving. In recent years, chariots have become less mainstream, so chariot became horse racing.

These two items are Grassland's specialty. In the history of the Wisteria Flower Banquet, as long as Grassland participates, it will be the deserters who win.

This time is no exception.

Xia Yuan walked out of the theater and entered the school field behind the villa. Bagan won the first place in archery. Aruna rode the prairie BMW and led the way in the racecourse.

There were no private rooms next to the school grounds, only a simple stand. Xia Yuan met Zeng Zishi, the prince of Zhennan whom he had only heard of by name, and the target of his trip - the Holy Son Jin Chan.

Zengzi Shi was older than Xia Yuan, already twenty years old, with mediocre appearance and a rather tall figure. Standing next to him was the Holy Son Jin Chan whose name was hidden.

"I heard that His Highness the Seventh Prince will also attend the Wisteria Flower Banquet this time?" Zeng Zishi asked curiously.

The Wisteria Flower Banquet they are talking about refers only to the final martial arts battle in the cave.

"I heard that the Crown Prince took out the legendary Cave of Humans and Demons, so I went in to take a look." Xia Yuan tried to be vague about his true purpose.

"Hahaha, the reward given by the prince this time is huge, of course I can't be stingy." Zeng Zishi was also vague about his purpose.

Xia Yuan didn't want to say more to him. If he had this time, he might as well take a closer look at Aruna who was galloping away.

He stabbed directly: "Your Majesty, are you here because of the dragon that crossed the river last time and injured Grandma Rong?"

Hearing the dragon crossing the river, Zeng Zishi's back tensed up, and the burning pain of the whip reappeared on his skin.

He stared at Xia Yuan's face, wishing he could eat his flesh raw and crush his bones into ashes.

But he couldn't. Xia Yuan was Emperor Ning's youngest son and the most favored being, and he was just a pawn that King Zhennan could abandon at any time.

He used laughter to cover up his resentment: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Highness, was joking."

Without waiting for Xia Yuan to say anything, he stretched out his hand to the Holy Son Jin Chan beside him: "Let me introduce you, this is my young master from the southern border, Quan Chan Yu."

"I have met His Highness Seventh Highness." Quan Chanyu smiled and saluted Xia Yuan.

Compared to Zeng Zishi, Quan Chanyu's appearance is much more outstanding, almost comparable to Xia Yuan. He wears a white robe, a white jade pendant hanging around his waist, and a sapphire ring on his hand. He looks elegant and noble. Young Master.

In the game, he relied on this appearance to deceive many young women.

Yes, Holy Son Jinchan prefers young women, maybe because girls are clingy, or maybe because young women are considerate.

In the game, many wives of Jianghu people have secret affairs with him, and even the children of several Jianghu elders and Jianghu heroes are of his blood.

Xia Yuan suspected that Feihua Pirates, a professional flower picker, was not as good as Jin Chan Shengzi, a part-time worker.

He drives the treasure mirror of time to shine on Quan Chan Jade.

This life picture album is the thinnest that Xia Yuan has ever seen. There is only the part from Quan Chanyu's birth to before Baodan. Many parts are blurred and involve secret treasures that hide the secrets of heaven.

He is worthy of being the heir of the Jin Chan Sect.

It's a pity that after the Wisteria Flower Banquet, the successor of the Jin Chan Sect will be replaced.

Xia Yuan focused on the trajectory of Quan Chanyu's entry into the Human Demon Cave and felt more confident.

Turning to the end of the picture book of life, he looked at the virtual chess pieces.

[Name: Jin Yu Chan/Quan Chan Yu]

[Life Star: Upright and Bright]

The life star is not wrong either!

After appreciating his own destiny star for a moment, Xia Yuan closed the treasure book of time.

"Young Master Quan's appearance is quite good." He glanced at the racecourse. Among the flying dust, a rider with blood on his forehead was particularly conspicuous.

It was a rider from the southern border. He was originally in the upper reaches of the team. In order to catch up with the three people from the grassland in front, he jumped over the hurdle too quickly. He fell off his horse and himself. I got up to catch up again, but I was already at the end.

Xia Yuan looked at him and then at Quan Chanyu: "That rider looks pretty good too."

He was saying that Southern Territory could not get a first place in any of the six major competitions, so it was useless.

Quan Chanyu didn't think of himself as a Southerner at all. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course I am different from those losers."

Of course it's different, they are just trash, and you are about to be dead. Xia Yuan thought to himself.

"Why did Mr. Quan come here?" Xia Yuan didn't think that Quan Chanyu just came to get to know him.

"I want to exchange something from His Highness, and use her to exchange it." Quan Chanyu pointed behind him, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl took two steps to the side and exposed her body to Xia Yuanzhan.

The girl is dressed in white, her expression is numb, her eyes are dull, but her appearance is excellent, and she has the fifth level of melon power.

"Please come back." Xia Yuan knew what he was going to say.

What is exchanged for people is, of course, also people. No matter Han Yue or Leng Qiu, Xia Yuan could not agree.

"What about adding a Yiren princess and ten sand people girls? They are no worse than her." Quan Chanyu didn't want to give up.

The Yi people are a people who live in the mountains, and the Sha people are a people who live in the desert. Unlike the Huang people, these two peoples are loose and weak.

Xia Yuan waved his hand, and two guards stopped in front of Quan Chanyu and Zeng Zishi, driving them away forcefully.

"Your Highness Seventh, how about we have a bet? Let's bet on the outcome of the last game!" Zeng Zishi wanted to help Quan Chanyu.

Xia Yuan ignored them and bet with them, it would be unlucky to win. The guards drove them away.

The last game Zeng Zishi mentioned was not Marseille. In addition to the six events this year, there is also one extra event.

The extra game was arithmetic, because King Zhennan invited a divination master to visit the Wisteria Flower Banquet.

It is said that the divination master is looking for disciples, and arithmetic is the basis of divination.

Xia Yuan has no interest in divination.

In the game, the conditions for using this strange technique are very harsh, the cost of using it is very high, and the results are too vague. In the mission of version 6.2, there is a plot where the player used the Treasure Book of Time to play a trick on a divination master.

This shows how ordinary this strange art is.

For example, in this arithmetic competition, Xia Yuan has already known the answer in advance through the treasure mirror of years, and has tried cheating in the future, but the divination master still doesn't know anything.

Of course, for others, being able to know the future even slightly is already a magic spell from the gods.

Just as Xia Yuan was thinking, there was a sudden burst of cheers from all around. Aruna took the lead and won the first place.

The Marseille was about to end and the arithmetic extra race was about to begin. Xia Yuan thought of Zeng Zishi's words and realized that he had forgotten one thing, so he looked around for the fifth prince.

The fifth prince was looking longingly at the second-placed Bagan. With his dark skin, mature face, and solid muscles, he was simply the embodiment of his dream! Xia Yuan patted him on the shoulder before he reacted.

"What's the matter?"

"Want to make a bet? Bet on the winner of arithmetic, you will defeat the Southern Territory, and I will defeat the Ning Kingdom." Xia Yuan said quickly.

The fifth prince was fond of gambling, so he almost agreed without hesitation. As he spoke, he thought of the last bet with Xia Yuan and hesitated in his heart.

"You don't believe in the Southern Realm? Those divination masters were all invited by the Southern Realm! You must have seen the contestants from the Southern Realm at the Zhennan Palace, right?" Xia Yuan used the provoking method.

The fifth prince thought carefully and felt that what Xia Yuan said was reasonable and he was sure of victory.

"What bet?" he asked.

"I Izumo Yugong, how about you give me ten jars of the wine from last time?"

"I don't have ten altars, only six altars left."

"Then six altars, plus a beauty."

"I don't have any beauty!"

"If I lose, the troupe will take it back to you."

The fifth prince was instantly moved when he heard that the troupe could win back his second brother.

"Speak out!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

Xia Yuan shook hands with him, both of them had smiles in their eyes.