Jiang Hu misunderstood me a lot

Speaking of which, the last match of the fourth round was actually going wrong from the very beginning.

Mr. Murong and Lan Guanxue, who were favored by the public, lost two games in a row!

The spectators were not as well-informed as the referees. They had a big accident, and they were so shocked that they couldn't be more shocked.

Of course, what surprised them at this time was no longer an upset.

Up to now in the quarter-finals, there have been many upsets. The audience has lost again and again, their faces are swollen from beatings, and they are almost used to the feeling of empty pockets.

but--

What kind of god is this masked man?Can you change a living person by just hitting it?Even if this hair is dyed, it won't be so immediate, right?

At this moment, looking at the black-robed man with mottled white hair on the stage, the audience burst into tears, puzzled...

Where did Cheng Yaojin come from?What is chicken and egg fighting, people and money are empty, they have seen it!

On the contrary, Liang Yufeng and the others could be regarded as the only clean stream in this atmosphere of common sorrow.

The little prince is a disciple of the Holy Layman, and he has some vision. His eyes are wide open: "This person can't use the legendary Kurong Kung Fu?"

Shi Tongyu nodded slowly and said: "That's right. Half dry and half prosperous, another 'false master'..."

Liang Yufeng squinted his eyes: "This person's skill is probably higher than that of Queen Mother Xi."

Mo Fengzhi's eyes flashed.

Only Zhong Yin was holding Li Nu, not knowing why, and looked at everyone in awe.

Seeing that Xiao Qiao hadn't spoken for a long time, Young Master Liang waved his fan, turned to look at him, and said with a smile, "Little Qiao, your brother's friend is indeed very good. You've made a lot of money this time, you can kill him!"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qiao was not so happy.

He looked at Gu Tu on the ring from a distance, saw his head covered in frost and snow, and his white hair was mottled, his heart sank for no reason.

Strange to say, he had only known this person for a few days, and it was as if he had reunited after a long absence, and he became very close unconsciously.

Although he was a friend of his elder brother Qiao Lekang, he had never seen this person come to their Furong Villa, let alone had any contact with him.

He had guessed a bit before, but looking at it now, this person practiced Kurong Kung Fu, he must be the legendary "grave stealer"!

Don't look at the same characters on the list of villains, but "stealing graves and digging graves" is not the same as "sit on the ground and share the spoils".

Although his elder brother, Qiao Lekang, has the nickname of "sit on the ground and share the spoils", he has both black and white, and is generally recognized as a character who is both good and evil.On the contrary, the reputation of "stealing graves and digging graves" is too bad!

Such things as tomb robbery have always been despised by people, not to mention the truth, even in the underworld, everyone shouts and beats them.

How wicked is it to dig someone's ancestral grave for the sake of things outside of the body like gold, silver, and money?Any bloody man would look down on this kind of person!

Besides, this guy is too old to break ground, which greatly offended Longhushan Tianshidao.

Because of this, "Stealing graves and digging graves" rarely shows up in the arena, but it is second only to the bloodthirsty "Blood along the eaves", ranking third on the list of villains all the year round.

Speaking of which, the reason why his brother was on the villain list was because of the rumors in the world that he had an unclear relationship with "grave stealing", and he was suspected of helping him sell stolen goods, which brought him a bad reputation.

But Gu Tu, if you really get to know him, you will know that he is not like the kind of person who forgets righteousness for profit...

Xiao Qiao felt disappointed here, but Xu Yuan almost gritted his silver teeth on the player's bench.

He looked at Gu Tu, whose white hair was flowing down the ring, and snorted coldly: "Is this guy crazy? In front of so many people, and the old immortal of Tianshidao, he can act so capriciously, Who gave him the guts?"

Qiao Lekang caressed the jade flute, with a half-smile: "Brother Xu, did you forget? This Chongyang competition is a public place. People in the righteous way have many scruples in their actions, and they won't take anything against senior brother."

Xu Yuan glanced at him, and said in his heart: You fox said it easily, but if something happened, wouldn't that idiot be responsible?Bah, bah, bah, he's so stupid!

What does it mean to mourn his misfortune and be angry at him, he finally understood after growing up like the God of Wealth!

On the other side of the contestant's bench, the atmosphere was also quite tense.As soon as Lan Guanxue returned to her seat, she saw everyone staring at her in unison.

The Taoist priest was flattered, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, you don't have to worry, the poor Taoist is not injured."

Murong Yu hesitated to speak: "..."

Junior brother Mu Shaohuai said frankly: "Master Lan, we are not worried about you."

Lei Dazi was even more blunt: "We are worried about how we will fight in the next competition!"

Lan Guanxue: "..."

Is it so realistic to employ people forward and not backward?Besides, the treatment is too different from that of the younger brother!

It was still the younger brother, Mr. Murong, who was considerate: "Senior brother, I have a Zibo Dan here, you should take it first and adjust your breath."

Lan Guanxue took it with tears in her eyes, swallowed it with water, and meditated to adjust her breath.

He said he was not injured, but how could he be unscathed under the full blow of Gu Tu's Ku Rong Gong?

Xiao Yang was silent for a long time, and finally said at this moment: "This person is probably 'stealing graves'. There is no doubt that Meng Laosi, you just admit defeat!"

It was only then that Lan Guanxue remembered, yes, there is still one person in their team!Wait, he almost forgot...

He came to help his junior brother participate in the martial arts competition, not because he was idle and having nothing to do, but because he wanted to help the younger brother get a wife!

but--

He looked sympathetically at Meng Peidong with the acne-faced face, and then at "Stealing Graves" on the ring, and couldn't help but sigh.

If it is compared to reciting poems and composing Fu, dancing and writing, even ten "stealing graves and digging graves" are not as good as a little finger of a gifted scholar who cherishes fragrance.

But now it's a competition in the arena, and I don't know if the talented Xixiang can stand up to a little finger?

There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, why bother to love a single flower?

Dude, you better give up!

The Taoist sighed, and was about to speak out, but saw Meng Peidong standing up abruptly, and resolutely went straight to the ring.

Lan Guanxue was greatly surprised, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Fourth Young Master Qianjiang and the others, but she saw that everyone seemed to have expected it, and no one persuaded them.

He was startled and stopped talking.

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

Although he is an outsider, he knows a thing or two about this kind of mood...

With a tragic mood, Meng Peidong went to the ring.

Because of his poor martial arts, he was able to climb up the three-foot-high arena with all his hands and feet.

All the spectators were shocked.

On the top of Zijin, Chongyang discusses swords.This martial arts tournament has been going on until today, but this moment is the most incredible!

If the casinos in the city have individual odds for players, then Meng Peidong, the talent who cherishes fragrance, must be the highest.Because his martial arts is really bad!

On the other hand, his opponent is simply amazing, amazing.

Easily knocked Lan Guanxue, the next head of the Youlong Sect, out of the ring, let alone hide his identity, wear a mask and turn white hair, from skill to aura, he is completely a peerless master who only exists in legends !

What is the difference between heaven and earth, cloud and mud?This is a living example.

But the most incredible thing is——

The gifted scholar Xixiang did not run away, but bravely entered the ring!

Gu Tu on the stage looked at him, his eyes fixed.In any case, those who have courage are always respected.

At this time, the referee Xie Xiaofeng announced: "The third match, Zheng Boren vs. Meng Peidong."

The audience was silent, and everyone stared with bated breath, looking at the ring.

Under the blue sky, Gu Tu stood quietly on the stage in a black robe and mottled white hair.The sunlight stretched his shadow very long, very long...

The acne-faced Meng Peidong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked slowly towards him, one step, two steps...

Suddenly, he stood still a foot away: "This brother..."

Gu Tu looked at him.

Pimple face: "As long as you admit defeat, I'm willing to pay five hundred gold! Gold!"

Gu Tu: "..."

The audience in the audience exploded all of a sudden.Whoa, what are you doing?Blatant bribery?What a great deal!

But after thinking about it, if he succeeded in bribery, wouldn't we have to lose our money?

So everyone can bend and stretch, and immediately quiet down again.

The acne-faced face confided hoarsely: "This is really all my savings, and the money to marry a wife is here!"

Gu Tu: "..."

The pimple-faced face took a step closer, and tried to increase the size: "And, brother, has a criminal record in the government, right? I can also try to help you move around and find a way to cancel the wanted arrest."

Gu Tu: "..."

The pimple-faced face said earnestly: "The hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable. The hatred of taking one's wife is immortal! Don't force me! Think about it again?"

Gu Tu: "..."

He really didn't know what to say.

The acne-stained face took another step forward, and tentatively said: "Otherwise, I don't have much money, how about adding some antique calligraphy and paintings? It is definitely a master's handwriting, and it will be exchanged as if it is fake!"

Gu Tu felt helpless: "..."

He subconsciously turned to look for the arbitration.

This kind of behavior that violates the spirit of the martial arts...can you stop it personally?

A gust of breeze came suddenly, raising his white hair.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Peidong had already stepped within half a foot in front of him, suddenly attacking him.

Under the dazzling sunlight, the silver light reflected from the rainstorm's pear blossom needles made his eyebrows ache!

Launched by a mechanical spring, it is designed to break the sea of ​​internal energy, and can also be used by the weak who have no strength to restrain the chicken.

Within seven steps, one hit kills!

The surprise was no small matter.

In an instant, Gu Tu turned upside down with a "thin chest and clever turning clouds", waving his sleeves casually.

There was a lot of scoffing, and after the left sleeve, his right sleeve was also shot full of holes!

The mechanical strength of the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle is even stronger than Lan Guanxue's Tai Chi True Qi.Launched at close range, almost unsolvable.

If it wasn't for his master Qingqiu Jun's superb lightness kung fu, he might capsize the boat in the gutter!

Of course, the acne-stained face of the shameless sneak attack was not well.

Gu Tu's swing of his sleeve was so powerful that he didn't even groan, he was already stunned by the wind of his sleeve, and fell to the ground, standing on the corpse!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the audience was dead silent...

Only the referee Xie Xiaofeng remained unaffected and stood up to announce the result: "In the third match, Zheng Boren wins!"

The spectators finally came to their senses, there were those who wailed loudly, and those who cursed loudly.

The most painful thing in this world is nothing more than giving you hope and then making you completely desperate!

Why is it so difficult to win some money?

On the contestant's bench, Qianjiang's four rare sights were completely hopeless, and they all shook their heads and sighed.

Xiao Yang stretched his waist and snorted, "This kid, I told him to admit defeat a long time ago! Boss Lei, go and get him down."

Lei Dazi stretched his arms and legs and didn't want to move: "He bought such a thing for five hundred gold. If you don't let him use it once, how can he give up?"

Junior brother Mu Shaohuai concluded earnestly: "It would be great if he took a step closer! No matter how powerful the 'grave-stealing' is, he can't avoid it."

Xiao Yang hated iron for being weak, and shook his head: "Look at the last time he fired, his hands were shaking as if he was sifting through chaff! Just replace any soldier under me, with such a sharp weapon, one shot below the master level will definitely be accurate. So what about the false master? If you don’t die, you will be paralyzed!”

Lei Dazi agreed: "At the end of the day, he has too little hands-on experience. Meng Laosi needs training, we have to train him when we go back!"

Mu Shaohuai had a sudden thought: "I heard that Qianjinlou's ghost blood-transforming needle is better than the rainstorm pear blossom needle, but it's a pity that I only heard of its name and can't buy it anywhere."

Murong Yu shook his head, sighed and said, "Even if we win this round, it's useless, right? This needle can't be used a second time..."

Xiao Yang agreed: "That's right, there is another person on the other side. It's a waste of him. That's why I told him not to try."

Lan Guanxue was stunned and didn't interrupt.I felt that my whole body and mind were constantly being hit again and again, and my head was sweating profusely.

He glanced at Mr. Murong worriedly.

The world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, and the world is not easy to mix!

Junior brother hangs out with this group of people all day after he goes down the mountain. As the saying goes, those who are close to ink are black, and the prospects for development are simply unimaginable...

Several people chattered about for a long time, finally Lei Dazi was willing to get up, jumped onto the stage and carried the fainted acne-stained face back.

There seemed to be faint tears hanging from the corners of Xixiang's eyes.

Don't look at the gathering of heroes at the Double Ninth Festival, but they came wholeheartedly only for Xiao Honglei, and I'm afraid he is the only one...

It's a pity that a piece of true love has been poured into water.

Seeing this, Lan Guanxue couldn't bear it, and asked blankly, "Then what should we do now?"

They came to the Double Ninth Festival to help Meng Peidong, a talented scholar who cherishes fragrance, marry a wife, but the rightful owner has been eliminated, what should we do?

Xiao Yang shrugged: "What should I do? Cold salad."

The bearded Lei sighed sentimentally: "Alas! There will be no flowers in the heart of spring, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray."

Only Mu Shaohuai answered him seriously: "Draw the bottom of the pot, there is no need to rush. We discussed it in advance, so we can only abstain."

Lan Guanxue was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Murong Yu persuaded: "Brother, there is nothing we can do about our skills being inferior to others. You don't have to take it to heart."

Lan Guanxue turned her head to look at him, but she saw Mr. Murong raised his brows and smiled under the bright sunlight, and the glow was shining brightly, shining brightly.

He only heard his gentle words: "My master once said that a marriage of thousands of miles is bound by a thread. If the fourth brother and Miss Xiao are really destined, then one day, the lovers will finally get married."

Lan Guanxue muttered the phrase "Lovers will eventually get married", thoughtfully, and finally smiled in relief.