[Transmigration Book] The main character is always scaring me

"Thank you for your support~" Bai Meng put away the black iron sword gracefully, smiling brightly.

"You're being polite..." Mo Hua hastily handed over his token, but endless tears flowed from his heart.

What else can he do... He can't beat him again and again, and he can't win by scolding him, not to mention that he is the new lover of the palace master... So, it must not be because I am cowardly!

Mo Hua comforted himself silently.

"rest assured!"

After getting the token, Bai Meng was very friendly. He patted Mo Hua on the shoulder and solemnly promised: "When I become famous, I will not forget you!"

"By the way, what's your name?"

"..." Mo Hua: "You're being polite, I'm here, Mo Hua,"

"Okay little flower, I remember."

"Wait, wait, no, my name is Mohua, not Xiaohua!"

"This, it's not important~Xiaohua~"

"I'm an indomitable male orc. I'm called Mo Hua because I want to be a bit of a scholar, and Xiao Hua sounds like a stage name for a kiln!"

"How could it be, Xiaohua, you think too much~"

The two wandered one after the other to the outside of the arena. At the entrance, Bai Meng turned his head to look at Mo Hua behind him, and was immediately surprised: "Oh, why are you still here?"

"........."

Seeing the deep speechlessness in Mo Hua's eyes, he chuckled: "Just kidding, I'm going to play later, you go to the stage to meet Han Kui Da Da first."

Hearing Bai Meng's explanation, Mo Hua felt that there was nothing wrong with him, so he turned his head and walked towards Mo Hankui. Halfway through, he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something...

It may be that there is nothing wrong with it, Bai Meng went to the competition and reported by himself...Then my task is to look after Bai Meng, avoid disturbing people who have nothing to do with it, so that people can rest at ease...But if I go to meet the Palace Master now, The patient is racing again...

Mo Hua instantly figured out what was wrong.

"Wait! Come back to me, Your Highness will kill me!"

..............................

"Excuse me, is the registration deadline?" Bai Meng walked in, and there was an empty passage inside. There was a wooden table in the middle, and a young man rested quietly on it.

"Huh..." The young man remained motionless.

"Hey?"

"call……"

"friend!"

Bai Meng knocked on the table, but the other party still didn't respond.

"Are you still awake?"

Bai Meng glanced at the writing brush on the table from the corner of his eye, and a pure smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "Then I'll give you a buff, after all, as a staff member, it's not good to rest on the job."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the writing brush that was hurriedly beside him, and scratched at the other party's exposed neck with a smile. Seeing that the soft brush hair was about to touch the other party's skin, a hand as white as jade suddenly grabbed him.

"?!"

Bai Meng looked down and met a pair of eyes with different pupils of flame red and sea blue.

"........."

He hurriedly put down the brush as if nothing had happened, with an indifferent expression as if nothing had happened: "Hey, is the registration deadline?"

"No,"

The boy indifferently drew a few times on the paper, then nodded: "Identity."

Bai Meng handed out the token he had won from Mo Hua, and watched helplessly as the young man poured lift into it at random and then handed it back to him. The other party's strange-colored eyes looked strange and deep, matched with that expressionless face. There was an indescribably cold feeling on his face.

"Thank you, friend," Bai Meng put on a cute face, took the things with a smile, heard his thanks, the young man looked up at him, his delicate face remained unchanged, he pointed inside, "Go in, there are people. "

Bai Meng nodded, indicating that he understood that the world outside was instantly bright before and after passing through the tunnel. Bai Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was in a wide field, but...

Why are the surrounding buildings so familiar...

"Brother, are you also going to participate in the competition? I happen to be going too, but I'm the first class, the kind who can only cheer for you by the side, do you want me... Fuck Bai Meng!"

Hearing someone chattering non-stop behind him, Bai Meng turned his head to look, and the other person's expression was shocked mixed with joy.

"Oh shit! When did you wake up? I knew it, the scourge lives for a thousand years,"

? ? ?Is this a compliment? ? ?

"...This morning," Bai Meng walked forward speechlessly: "It happens that you are going to the stadium, let's go all the way."

"No!" Mo Lei suddenly changed his expression, quickly grabbed Bai Meng's arm and dragged him to the tunnel outside, "Be quiet now, the palace master will be back later, this time the arena is a bit chaotic, you Don't mix it up, lest you get injured on the field and the Palace Master will go crazy again..."

"Won't……"

Bai Meng broke free helplessly, but was still caught by the other party. He waved the hand that was caught, with an innocent face: "Let me go first!"

"no!"

Mo Lei had a serious face. The last time this guy was seriously injured, the palace master's crazy demeanor made them still have lingering fears...

As for that Feng style...he is still living in prison, living a life that is worse than death, and he can't even commit suicide...

"You really don't want to let go?"

"Don't let it go!"

"..."

Why are you so stubborn?

Bai Meng sighed helplessly in his heart, then he stood firm, grabbed Mo Lei with his backhand, and dragged him briskly into the tunnel.

"???"

Mo Lei was shocked.Now, he is a strong man of eight feet, and he is being dragged backwards by a man of the height of a boy like Bai Meng.

"It's you who insist on not letting go!" Bai Meng turned his head and smiled at the person he was dragging. His small appearance looked very innocent...

Mo Lei: "..."

Then Bai Meng dragged Mo Lei, who was full of lovelessness, into the competition field, and he never let go of his hands.

"..." Mo Lei: I want to die.

After going through the second round of the group arena, Bai Meng thought that the scale and structure of the final selection should be not small, but after arriving, he realized that it was only in a sports field. It was an acquaintance, especially the leader standing at the front, Mo Jiuge.

"...But, Han Kui, sir? He can't be absent in this kind of situation..."

Bai Meng looked around, but he didn't see the figure of the man, so he simply let go of Mo Lei's hand and sneaked into the crowd to find out the news.

Mo Lei, who didn't react after letting go, fell directly to the ground: "..."

"You all know the rules, selection competition, survival of the fittest, life or death when necessary, if you regret it, there is still time to quit now..."

Mo Jiuge had a gentle voice and a smile on his face. While explaining the rules for everyone in a leisurely manner, he looked at the faces below. When he saw the familiar figure, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But after seeing Bai Meng on the ring with everyone, the surprise turned into blame in an instant, but the competition has already started, and even Mo Jiuge has no power to stop it.

The rules of the first knockout match were very simple and rough. Ten people fought in a melee, and finally five people remained. As soon as Bai Meng stood on the stage, he was attacked by three people.

Bai Meng dodged sideways, but heard the leader of the three whispering to the other two: "Get rid of this little man first!"

"???"

What? ?Can you say that again? ? ?

Bai Meng's smile froze on his face.