Traveling through memoirs

The host routinely 'encourages' the champions who have been successful in the competition, and after saying that the central idea remains unchanged year after year, Shadow Eleven stepped off the stage.The resignation of the little ringleader means that this year's martial arts competition of the juniors has come to an end.

Next is the martial arts competition of the older generation, which is the highlight of the resource allocation for the entire martial arts world in the next year.

But before the main event is staged, everyone still has to take a break at halftime.

Although the speed of each competition is quite fast, the winner can be determined in only three to two minutes for each competition, and it can only last for a quarter of an hour.Can't stand the big base, this bunch of juniors all took the stage, and it's almost noon after the competition is over.

The sun is shining brightly at noon, and the glare of the sun will inevitably affect the master's moves.In addition to the martial arts competition all morning, everyone has almost digested the little food they ate in the morning, and they are also very tired at the moment.Therefore, the competition of the older generation was scheduled to be held in the afternoon, and now there was an intermission.

For lunch or something, you don't need to go back to your own yard to eat.Each school takes turns to prepare it every year, and it can be eaten directly after being served.It is also troublesome to save people from various families running back and forth in the arena.

In the barren mountains and wild ridges, it is rare to see serious fruits and vegetables, so most of them are meat, a little fruity, and they are all wild fruits on the mountains, which have no good taste.

The rice is mainly rice. Rice is better to take care of than flour, and flour is too prone to insects.There are so many people who come to participate in the martial arts conference every year, and the food consumed is countless.The mountain road is steep, and it is difficult for people to go up. It is even more difficult to carry more rice noodles. How can we find people to pick new rice every year.Therefore, the rice is transported up at one time, enough for everyone to eat for three years. It is conceivable what the taste of this rice is.

The only consolation is that the dishes prepared by the conference are all big pot dishes, and the meat is stewed soft and tasty, which is still good to eat.

Qing Luo's appetite has been cultivated in [Purple Smoke Valley] for a long time. Seeing these "colorful and fragrant" meals that don't take up the food, the whole person is a little sluggish, and the combed hair looks like it is about to droop.

But thinking about it, it might be too late to let Ying Eleven go back to get him some food now, and when Ying Eleven comes back, he will be starved into a human skin blanket.I had to make do with it, and reluctantly picked up the chopsticks.

Picked up a chopstick of rice and stuffed it into his mouth, Qing Luo chewed his face twice and said something, and swallowed it whole as if swallowing sand' I couldn't tell whether I was eating rice or bran, it was very sad ...'

Compared to Qingluo's side, which tastes like chewing wax, Yingcao's side is eating happily, holding up chopsticks, her little face is full of greasy food: "Grandpa Ying, is this bran? Bran is not as bad as you say. , a bit like rice, but it hurts the throat a bit.”

Ying, who just stuffed a piece of pork belly into his mouth, said, "There was a day when I was speechless..."

In the end, Qing Luo didn't touch the bowl of rice, she ate up her own bowl of meat, and ate some snacks to fill her stomach.Qing Luo put down her chopsticks, and let Ying Shixi hold his wrist and wipe his hands.

After eating half full, Qing Luo began to look around boredly, "It's really strange that I didn't see Chen Ling..."

Ever since he entered the arena, Qing Luo looked around when he was bored, and after a while he found the sign with [Jian Yuanfeng] on it.Follow the sign and shoot all the circles behind, but Qing Luo can't find Chen Ling's figure.

At first, I thought it was because I had bad eyesight, or it was time for Chen Ling to be away.But who would have thought that after the martial arts competition among the juniors was over, there was no sign of Chen Ling.

Qing Luo became curious, "Wu Lin General Assembly~ The protagonist must go through the road to become famous, but the protagonist is not there, which is interesting..."

There was no trace of Chen Ling, and Qing Luo had no choice but to wait and see what happened.After all, he is the main character, so it is unreasonable not to participate in the martial arts conference, but it is not certain how to participate.

Maybe, he will appear in the battle of the elders after a while?That is the person who has the aura of the protagonist, and Qing Luo will not be surprised if anything happens to Chen Ling.

Putting away her thoughts, Qing Luo began to take a nap on Ying Shiyi's human cushion.

It's a good time at noon, what are you doing if you don't sleep?Are you reading?

Ying Shixi was afraid that Qing Luo would lose his temper if she was woken up, so she covered Qing Luo's ears with both hands to block out the loud noise.

Therefore, even though the posture is not very comfortable, Qing Luo slept quite satisfactorily this afternoon, it can be said that she woke up naturally after sleeping.

As soon as she looked up, Qing Luo saw that old guy Ying standing on the ring and looking down upon the others.

Touching the corners of her eyes, Qing Luo's voice was still hoarse after waking up: "Eleventh, how long have I been asleep?"

"An hour and a half."

Blinking her eyes twice, Qing Luo was also a little surprised, "Three hours, am I a pig?"Can sleep for three hours? '

"Then this martial arts competition is almost over?" Qing Luo pondered, since Yingdu was on stage, there was probably no suspense.

"Almost, those old guys are no match for the Pavilion Master." Ying Eleven replied quite positively.

It's really not that Ying Eleven is self-confident, Ying really has this strength.

The battle of the elders is very different from those of the juniors. The juniors can take advantage of the time when the strength of the guards is exhausted, and then go to the stage to challenge and take advantage of it.Although it is definitely impossible to defend the ring to the end like this, at least he has defended the ring in the ring, which looks better.

But the strength of the true qi of the elders is not comparable to those of the younger generation, and they can even run Zhou Tian to replenish the true qi while fighting.In this kind of battle, there is no difference at all between being on stage first and then on stage. Winning is completely based on strength, and there is no chance of fluke.

Ying was the first to stand on stage to defend the ring, so far he has not hurt a corner of his clothes.It can be seen that Ying's strength is so strong, unless those elders rush forward to bully the few with more, otherwise they have no chance at all.

Sure enough, after another half an hour, no one challenged Ying anymore.The host mobilized several times, but still no one came on stage, so the host gave up.

The shadow's hands are much darker than Qing Ziyan, and the elders who have fought against him will not even think about getting out of bed for two or three months.Knowing that they are invincible, which sect can be so stupid as to send a sheep to the tiger's mouth, it will hurt the vitality of its own sect.

When the strength reaches a certain level, even tactics such as wheel battles are not taken seriously.

After the host announced that Ying had won this time, Ying flew off the ring.

So far, half of the task of the martial arts conference has been completed, and Ying and Qing Luo's mouths showed smiles.

"I've heard for a long time that [Purple Mist Valley]'s young master is elegant, and seeing her today, she really lives up to her reputation."

'Here we come...' Both Qing Luo and Ying 'thumped' in their hearts, 'the faultfinder really came. '

Both Ying and Qing Luo know that their tricks are not a long-term solution.The only ones who can be deterred by means are those sects with insufficient strength.And those sects that are second only to [Purple Mist Valley], it is impossible to deceive them by resorting to tricks.

If you want to get away with them, you must either have Qing Ziyan appear and directly slap your face; or, Qing Luo also burst out with shocking strength and indirectly slaps you in the face.

"Old Dog Liu, what do you mean, just tell me directly." The one who spoke was the master of Huo Tang, a grumpy old man.

"A tiger father has no dogs, we old guys just want to see the demeanor of the young master." This time it was Elder Chen who spoke with the tone of a peacemaker, but the bias in his words was obvious.

"Want to bully the small with the big?" The Hall Master of the Fire Hall asked back.

"Little old man just happened to have a disciple who just came back from going out to practice. That kid has a heart as high as the sky, and challenges everywhere. I have long wanted to dampen his spirit and let him know the truth of people beyond others." The person who spoke this time It was an elder from Jianyuan Peak. When Qing Luo saw where the elder was sitting, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Could it be..." Qing Luo's right eyelid twitched, "it won't be so bad..."

Having said that, if Ying and the others refuse again, the pigs will know that they have ghosts in their hearts.

"In the final analysis, don't you just want to test the depth of our young master?" Ying sneered, with only disdain on his face, and he didn't dare to show any other emotions: "If our valley master doesn't come, you are already ready to move, right? It took a while to make trouble, and it was also hard for you..."

"After all, don't you just want me to compete in martial arts? Of course." Qing Luo slightly raised her hand to signal, and Ying immediately swallowed the words that were stuck in her throat: "But..."

"The Martial Arts Conference doesn't seem to have any [Purple Smoke Valley] young master must participate in the Martial Arts Conference." Qing Luo looked at the several elders who spoke up: "My young master is very valuable. If you want me to take action, it's no problem , and the remaining resources, give us another fifth of [Purple Mist Valley]."

The elders immediately stopped, and if they wanted to refute, they couldn't say anything.But that seemed a little messy, and they really didn't care about this matter, and wanted to test Qing Luo's reality.

"Little friend, this matter is not up to us..."

"Then give me the result after you have discussed it." Without further ado, Qing Luo stood up and turned to leave: "Let's go."

[Purple Mist Valley] people's mobility is not comparable to that of ordinary sects.As soon as Qing Luo took a step, the others followed Qing Luo away like little tails.

The decent elders can only watch them leave, and they can't find any excuse to keep them.

A group of people went back to the courtyard with a whimper, and after Ying let the demon cubs go back to their houses, they went to Qing Luo's room with the other three elders.

Pushing open the door, Qing Luo was lying on the bed in a daze.

"Here we come..." Qing Luo greeted, then stared at the ceiling in a daze: "Find a stool to sit on yourself, if you don't have enough stools, sit at the table."

"What do you think?" The matter is urgent, and Ying has no time to play word games with Qing Luo and get straight to the point: "You did a good job, but you can only delay the time. At most, you can delay it for two or three days. You Now you only know Gu skills, once you take the stage, you will definitely be exposed."

Qing Luo sighed, and sat up: "Elder Yingda, I have put my life to the limit for [Purple Mist Valley] this time, remember what you promised me!"

"I stewed all the delicious food tonight, and I want to eat a lot." Qing Luo paused, then said again: "It won't take three days, tonight plus tomorrow morning, no matter what happens during this period, Don't bother me. Tomorrow afternoon, I will return you a [Purple Mist Valley] young master."