The prince gave me a bamboo horse

After three days of competition, the competition for individual travelers from the rivers and lakes finally came to an end, and ten people were qualified to participate in the competition.

Of course, these ten people are not necessarily the strongest. After all, some of them are just here to join in the fun and disdain these fights.

"Xiao Yuan'er, it's really hard to find you these few days!" He Lan Jiamin blocked the sun with a fan.

Wen Xingyuan was confused, "Have you looked for me?"

"..." Helan Jiamin sneered, "You said it!"

"Oh" Wen Xingyuan peeked at Ming Huaiyan, because he always seemed to be in a low mood these days, so Wen Xingyuan had no choice but to stay by his side.

Ming Huaiyan stood still, "It's a hot day, the prince doesn't mind getting too hot!"

"No drying! I also moved to live in this inn today, just a few steps away!" Helan Jiamin said.

Ming Huaiyan's gaze was like an arrow, "Yuan'er, let's go!"

"Oh, good!" After staying in the room for a few days, he was already very curious about the competitions of these martial artists.

This time, Ming Huaiyan was in the first place, with Xie Xichun, leader of the martial arts alliance on the left, Shaolin Temple presiding officer on the right, and Ning Wuque and representatives of several major sects.

"Brother Ayan, I'll go to my cousin's place!" Wen Xingyuan felt that he still had to know how to measure himself, what kind of words did he get together on such a big occasion!

"No need!" Ming Huaiyan pulled Wen Xingyuan forward.

Wen Xingyuan shook his head, "No way!" Wen Xingyuan didn't want to go. He always felt weird on such an occasion, so he let go of Ming Huaiyan's hand and sat down next to Ning Wuque.

Ming Huaiyan just watched Wen Xingyuan leave like this, his eyes could freeze.

Looking at the sun, Ning Wuque poured Wen Xingyuan a cup of tea, "Aren't you with your prince?"

"What's mine! Cousin, what are you talking about?" Wen Xingyuan picked up his cup and took a sip.

Tsk!Still pretend!Ning Wuque shook his head.

Wen Xingyuan sat down and realized that the sect next to him turned out to be a disciple of the Emei sect, and the female disciple at the head was the one who greeted him that day.

The woman also noticed that Wen Xingyuan was looking at her, and turned her head, "Mr. Wen"

"You know me?" Wen Xingyuan didn't know how the other party knew.

The woman smiled and "guessed it"

"Oh, oh." Just as Wen Xingyuan was about to say something, he felt someone pulling his clothes. "Cousin, what's the matter?"

"It's not my business, it's His Royal Highness's business!" Didn't this idiot see that his face turned black?Still here leisurely chatting with other girls!

Wen Xingyuan raised his head, Ming Huaiyan and Xie Xichun were bowing their heads and saying something, "No!"

"..." Ning Wuque took Wen Xingyuan's cup directly, "Where are you going to the prince, my place is small, you sit and squeeze!"

Wen Xingyuan looked at the gap between the two of them, and he could still sit alone, "It can't be!"

"As for! In the past!" Ning Wu was short of breath!This has no eyesight!

Wronged and wronged, Wen Xingyuan had no choice but to awkwardly go to Ming Huaiyan's side, "Brother Ayan, can I sit here with you?"

"Aren't you going to be next to your cousin?" Ming Huaiyan seemed to pick it up from a pickle jar, but Wen Xingyuan didn't notice it.

"Cousin thinks I'm in the way!" Wen Xingyuan was annoyed, "He just watched me talk to the disciples of the Emei Sect, but he didn't, he was not happy!" Wen Xingyuan looked very happy seeing what Ning Wuque was talking to that woman, and it turned out that he was A stick in the way!

"Your cousin likes that female disciple?" Ming Huaiyan asked tentatively.

Wen Xingyuan seemed to have found a fellow friend, "You think so too?"

"Yeah." Ming Huaiyan wanted to laugh in his heart, "Sit down, we'll start right away!"

"Okay!" After sitting down, Wen Xingyuan saw Helan Jiamin sitting in the stands below. Seeing Wen Xingyuan found him, Helan Jiamin waved his hands, Wen Xingyuan turned his head and stopped looking.

Xie Xichun coughed twice, stepped forward to deliver a speech, and finally bowed to Ming Huaiyan, "I wonder if Your Highness has anything to add?"

"No, let's start, leader!" If it wasn't for the black market in a few days, he wouldn't want to sit here at all, it's so hot!

Wen Xingyuan stretched his hand into Ming Huaiyan's sleeve, and there was a chill in his hand. Ming Huaiyan held Wen Xingyuan's hand, "Just tell me when it's cold."

"It's not cold! It's just right!" Wen Xingyuan said, Ming Huaiyan didn't say anything, but held Wen Xingyuan's hand tightly.

The competition is conducted in the form of lottery. All the people who want to participate step forward to draw lots one by one, and form a group of two to decide the winner, and then rotate in turn until finally one person is determined to end the game.

Only then did Wen Xingyuan know the name of the female disciple of the Emei School, Qing Qu.

Her opponent was a thin and tall Kongtong sect disciple, and following the rules of the competition, which was friendly communication and point-and-click, the Kongtong sect disciple was quickly defeated.

However, both parties seemed to have no emotional fluctuations. The disciples of the Kongtong sect were only the top disciples in martial arts, and Qing Qu was the chief disciple of Emei, so there was no suspense at all in comparison.

A total of more than 70 groups were selected by lottery. Ten arenas were built on the square, and the next group immediately after the end of a game, even if it was like this, half of them passed by noon.

"Ha!" Wen Xingyuan raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Sleepy?" Ming Huaiyan asked.

Wen Xingyuan nodded, "Not only sleepy, but also hungry!"

Those who participated in the competition ate their meals in their spare time and actively competed, while Xie Xichun and the others had to watch from above, just in case.

Because the weather is too hot in July, they are not in the mood to eat, but they just send some iced melon and fruit tea, and Wen Xingyuan can't eat any of these. "Thank you, Lord, I still have something to do. Let's leave first and come in the afternoon!"

Xie Xichun was fascinated by watching it, and suddenly realized, "Oh, it was my negligence, I forgot to prepare lunch."

"It's okay, the lord has already taken care of managing the meeting, we will solve it ourselves," Ming Huaiyan said.

"Okay, I'll send His Highness off!" Xie Xichun stood up.

Ming Huaiyan waved his hand "No"

Not long after he left, Helan Jiamin caught up with him, "Let's go together!"

"Has the prince stopped watching?"

"Looking at that is better than watching Xiao Yuan'er eat," Helan Jiamin gasped.

Ming Huaiyan blocked Wen Xingyuan, "Prince be careful!"

"I'm telling the truth, right! Xiao Yuan'er!" Helan Jiamin winked at Wen Xingyuan.

Wen Xingyuan had goosebumps all over his body, "I don't like people staring at me to eat!"

"Am I someone else?" Helan Jiamin was so thick-skinned that Wen Xingyuan was speechless.

Ming Huaiyan took a deep look at him, "Prince, there are circles of dirt on your neck!"

What?Helan Jiamin touched his neck, Ming Huaiyan dragged Wen Xingyuan away!

Helan Jiamin reacted, "Nonsense, I only washed it when I went out!"