The prince gave me a bamboo horse

The finale auction is over, and today's auction is also over.

The three of them went out, Ning Wuque watched Ming Huaiyan and Wen Xingyuan walking together, and remembered that these two slept in the same bed every day, if the two were in the same mind, I'm afraid!

Wen Xingyuan found that since the two people bought the cheats just now, Ning Wuque had been staring at Ming Huaiyan from time to time, and quickly blocked him. Brother Ayan is the prince, and if Ning Wuque had other ideas, Uncle Huang might break their legs.

Ning Wuque raised his eyebrows, tsk, that's it!It doesn't matter, the two of you are in love, what other people meddle in!

Wen Xingyuan was afraid that Ning Wuque would take a fancy to Ming Huaiyan, but he and Ming Huaiyan had already been labeled as a couple by Ning Wuque.

After the auction was the martial arts conference. Wen Xingyuan and his group aimed at the auction and the black market after the martial arts conference was over. The martial arts conference would take half a month in total and there was nothing to do, so Wen Xingyuan and Ming Huaiyan went to watch the competition.

Following behind Ning Wuque, under the name of Leftover Sword Villa, the people being received respectfully invite them to the high platform, where the scenery is good, the line of sight is good, and the food on the table is also good.

"Brother Ayan, that's the Emei sect!" Wen Xingyuan met a group of women that day, and only remembered it was the Emei sect when he went back.

"Mmm," Ming Huaiyan replied absent-mindedly.

Ning Wuque glanced at Wen Xingyuan, went to see other girls in front of Zhenggong, and was careful to go back and be cleaned up.

"Monk" Ning Wuque sat in the front as the representative of Yijian Villa, and Wen Xingyuan sat in the back, watching while peeling melon seeds.

"Shaolin Temple" Ning Wuque said.

"Are they going to take part in the competition too?"

Ning Wuque shook his head, "No, they just came to suppress the place."

"Oh!" No wonder, there are only a few people, unlike other sects.

Then Huashan, Kongtong, Huangshan, Qingcheng and other big factions entered the arena, followed by some small sects or aristocratic families. They didn't have places to sit in the summer and cool off like the big factions in front, and they just stood against the scorching sun. All foreheads are shiny.

Rao Wen Xingyuan's hands and feet were cold in summer, and he was too hot to watch them.

But those people didn't think that, after all, not everyone was eligible to receive the invitation from the Wulin League. Although they were under the sun, they all had a sense of honor and sat upright.

In the back are some individual tourists from the rivers and lakes. Although they sit far away, the seats are full, but they are a little loose after all, holding umbrellas and covering clothes to block the sun.

Xie Xichun, the current leader of the martial arts alliance, is a young man in his early thirties. According to Ning Wuque, this man's martial arts is not high, but he is excellent in dealing with people. Where there is a dispute between sects or a fight to the death, it is very easy for him to mediate. It will subside soon, and let both parties sit down calmly and fight to discuss victory or defeat.

Hearing his impassioned speech on the board, with his saliva splashing everywhere, Wen Xingyuan approached Ming Huaiyan, "I think he is suitable as a mediator"

Xie Xichun's eyes slanted slightly, and he continued to speak the opening remarks. Ning Wuque lowered his voice, "Yuan'er, he can hear you."

What?Wen Xingyuan covered his face, "Didn't it mean that his martial arts are not good? How can he hear him from such a long distance?"

"His martial arts are not as high as these heads, but he can hear him from such a small distance," Ning Wuque said.

Wen Xingyuan blushed, and was caught talking about others behind his back.

After Xie Xichun finished speaking, the formation began on the square. Although the left sword villa appeared as a mascot, it had to go through a process. He stepped down from the viewing platform, went to the square to line up, shouted oaths, and the martial arts conference began.

"His Royal Highness" Xie Xichun came over and saluted Ming Huaiyan.

Ming Huaiyan didn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to support him, "The leader doesn't need to be polite."

Wen Xingyuan was a little embarrassed, and the client came.

"Is this the grandson of Master Ning?" Xie Xichun asked.

"Yes"

"I have met Xie Xiezhu" I said it and said it, you can hear it when you hear it!Wen Xingyuan bit the bullet and saluted.

"Haha, you're welcome!" Then lowered his voice, "Master Ning sent me a letter a few days ago, asking me to pay attention to the news about Nine Turns Linglong Grass, but there has been no movement, sorry!"

Others are running around for their own affairs, and they talk about others, saying "Thank you, leader, I don't have this and I don't force it"

"Haha, the young master is open-minded, and he will definitely get what he wants," Xie Xichun said.

"Thank you!" Wen Xingyuan raised his hand and bowed, Ming Huaiyan followed closely behind, Xie Xichun had a mirror in his heart, saying that the current crown prince has a close relationship with the young son of the Wen family, it really wasn't a rumor.

Concentrate your mind, "July is hot, why don't we go to the house for a rest?"

"Then?" Wen Xingyuan held the arena below which the competition had already started.

"While walking, I said" Ning Wuque's forehead was already sweating, "The first three days were those individual competitions, and these families and sects would not participate."

Wen Xingyuan took a look, and sure enough, the positions of those sects were already empty.

This is a place specially used for holding martial arts conferences. There is a large square in front and a resting place in the back.

After passing through the Moon Cave Gate, a chill came over, Wen Xingyuan couldn't help pulling up his clothes, Chang Sheng hurriedly took out the cloak from the bag that he brought with him, added a cloak and immediately felt much better!

Seeing this, Xie Xichun took the lead and walked another way. The sun was shining and it was warmer.

When Xie Xichun, Ming Huaiyan and the others arrived, the hall was already bustling with excitement. The heads of several big sects or their proud disciples had already gathered together to greet each other and praise each other. Seeing that Xie Xichun had arrived, they all handed over their hands as the "leader"

"You don't need to be too polite!" Xie Xichun responded positively.

Then everyone's eyes fell on Ming Huaiyan again, and they saluted respectfully. Although Jianghu and the court are in charge of each other, it is undeniable that they have to deal with the government in many matters.

"You don't need to be too polite." Ming Huaiyan gave him a hand, and then sat down with Wen Xingyuan.

"Mr. Ning"

"Mr. Ning" looked at Yijian Villa, and with Ning Wuque's own ability, the heads also greeted him kindly.

Wen Xingyuan found that the tea that was brought out to entertain people was really delicious, so he couldn't help but poured a few cups and drank it down, "Yuan'er, don't drink it, you won't be able to sleep at night!"

Ning Wuque next to him rubbed his chin, wouldn't it be better if he couldn't sleep?

"Oh" Wen Xingyuan put it down, sat down obediently, then looked up at the opposite side, the disciples of the Emei Sect!

The leading female disciple on the opposite side naturally also saw Wen Xingyuan looking at him, but this person only had curiosity in his eyes and had no other meaning. He nodded politely and said hello.

Wen Xingyuan was overjoyed. He read from the book that it is difficult for women to enter the rivers and lakes. He did not expect to see it in reality, and he is also a mature female sect "Yuan'er"

Ming Huaiyan lowered his voice, Wen Xingyuan stopped laughing, and stopped looking around.

Ming Huaiyan clenched his hands tightly, he knew that he couldn't stop Wen Xingyuan from liking others, he couldn't!

"Female disciples of the Emei Sect cannot marry at will, let alone the chief disciple" Ning Wuque's voice transmission.

Ming Huaiyan was choked, he thought that Ning Wuque knew what he was thinking and pretended not to know it, but he didn't expect him now!

"Brother Ayan, what's wrong with you?" Wen Xingyuan felt that Ming Huaiyan was in good health, so why would he suddenly cough.

Ning Wuque turned his head and said, "Your brother Ayan has caught a cold!"

"Such a hot day?"

Ning Wuque nodded seriously, "Heat and cold!"

Ming Huaiyan: ...!

"Then you have to find a doctor as soon as possible. I remember that there was a cook in our family who had a fever and cold. If she wasn't treated in time, she almost lost her life!" Wen Xingyuan said solemnly.

"What? What's wrong, Your Highness?" Xie Xichun asked.

"Amitabha, I know some medical skills, may I have the honor to diagnose His Highness's pulse?" the abbot of Shaolin Temple asked with concern.

Ning Wuque was about to laugh like crazy.

Ming Huaiyan shook his head, "Thank you abbot for your concern, I'm fine!"

"Oh!" The abbot was still very worried. After all, the person in front of him is the crown prince of Yan. If he is not good, it will shake the foundation of the country. "Your Highness, I will always live here. If you have any inconvenience, you can find me!"

"Thank you!" Ming Huaiyan gritted his teeth in his heart.

Wen Xingyuan didn't understand why Ming Huaiyan spoke plausibly when he talked about himself, but why he would hide his illness and avoid medical treatment when it came to him, "Brother Ayan!"

"Everyone, I remember that I have something to do, so I'm leaving first!" Ming Huaiyan felt that if he stayed for a while, his self-cultivation would be lost.

"Respectfully, Your Highness!" Everyone got up, and Ming Huaiyan strode out.

"This?" Wen Xingyuan was left behind by Ming Huaiyan for the first time, looking at Ning Wuque as if asking for help.

"Don't go after it!"

"Oh!" Wen Xingyuan suddenly realized, and hurriedly chased him out.

Seeing them going out one after another, everyone was a little strange, Ning Wuque smiled, "I heard that you have taken in a lot of proud disciples in the past two years?"

"Where is there!" Usually these people maintain their identities and pretend to be noble, but deep down they really want to show off their capable disciples. Now that someone opens their mouths, they talk about it.

"Brother Ayan"

Ming Huaiyan has long legs and walks fast, Wen Xingyuan had to run to catch up, "Wait for me!"

Ming Huaiyan stopped and turned around, "Why are you running? I won't go!"

"Why didn't you leave?"

"I!" Seemed to be gone, Ming Huaiyan thought "I thought you liked being there!"

"You're not here again!"

Ming Huaiyan couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth, "I see you are very curious about those Emei sect disciples!"

"I just think it's not easy for women to come out and roam around, I..."

"Okay, I got it!" Ming Huaiyan put his hands behind his back, "Let's go! Go back to the inn!"

"Oh!"