Cannon fodder beauty is reborn

"Holy shit, who do you think I saw just now? Xie Qinghe, that figure and appearance are simply amazing!"

"I saw it too, really, my bones are crisp."

Outside the courtyard, the voices of passers-by were heard frequently, and Xie Guanlin's face turned black and white: "You are really talented."

Xie Lanshang's face was calm: "It's okay."

"Your Majesty!"

Xie Lanshang stood straight: "It's only natural for a son to kneel to his father, but I hold the seal of the sect master in my hand, which represents the Xuanhu Gate." He paused, and said, "It is really inconvenient for the sect master to kneel to the suzerain."

"You!" Xie Guanlin sneered, "A small sect that casually beats people to death, and you think it's an honor to be their head?"

Xie Lanshang smiled, "Who knows what will happen in the future?"

Xie Guanlin was furious: "You don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, when you suffer a crushing defeat, you will lose the face of the Xie family!"

"No." Xie Lanshang said, "I represent the Xuanhumen, not the Xie family."

Xie Guanlin's temples on both sides hummed and hurt, and he didn't want to look at the evildoer again: "Get out!"

Xie Lanshang couldn't wish for it, and suddenly thought of something before leaving, and kindly reminded: "Ye Yu also represents the Hanging Humen, and it is very likely that Xie's family will be drawn when the lottery is divided into groups. Father should teach more unique skills to his disciples and elder brothers, otherwise they will lose. If so, then..."

Before Xie Guanlin lost his temper, Xie Lanshang left.

Although there are many monks who came to participate in the event, Taiwei Xianzong has a wide range of activities, and it is no problem to arrange everyone in the "Welcome House".

Yingbinju is some distance away from Taiwei Hall, and even further away from Disciple's Courtyard.Several young disciples were sweating from running back and forth, and took a few sips of tea before they recovered: "It's me, it is indeed Xie Qinghe!"

Su Xiao trembled in his heart: "Is he really here?"

"Isn't it? Brother Su sincerely does not deceive us, then the second son of the Xie family is really... stunning."

"Senior Brother Su knows him, why don't you go and visit him?"

"Still not." Su Xiao shook his head and said, "Tomorrow will be the first round of martial arts. He needs to make preparations, so I won't bother you."

As soon as he finished speaking, two more disciples came running from a distance, panting and slapping the brocade cloth on the table: "It's out, it's out, group list!"

Everyone hurriedly squeezed their heads over, looked at it, and a series of "fuck", "beautiful", and "hahaha" jumped out.

Su Xiao took a closer look, the first round of martial arts was randomly drawn, one-on-one, one-on-one, Xie Lanshang fought...

"Qin Mu?" The little disciple was full of astonishment, and everyone turned their heads to look at the young man who was practicing sword alone in the distance.

The Yuehua sword danced in dazzling arcs with astonishing momentum, and all the vegetation swept by the sword energy withered.

Qin Mu's mood was unstable and he let out a breath, and suddenly there was a dull pain in his ribs.

Xie Lanshang!

"Junior brother Qin is so lucky. In the first round, he faced the weak Xie Qinghe and was able to advance steadily."

"Yeah, yeah, I've always been so lucky. First, I have a relationship and go through the back door, and now I'm facing a sick one. It's easy to advance."

"Qin Xianzhi, don't be reluctant to do it just because he is an old acquaintance!"

Qin Mu said coldly, "I'm not familiar with him."

"That's good."

"Come on, let's make a bet in advance, who will win?"

"Although our Junior Brother Qin is not a thing, he is a disciple of the Taiwei Immortal Sect, so we can't bend our elbows."

That's what happened. Although everyone looked down on Qin Mu, who would have trouble with money?

Betting, of course, whoever wins has a big bet.

"The result is clear at a glance. I bet on Qin Mu to wipe the sword for three months."

"For three months."

"Laundry for a year."

These bastards.

Qin Mu gritted his teeth, his sword light was sharp, and instantly broke the thickest and strongest old locust tree in the distance.

This Ten Thousand Immortals Martial Arts Competition is his chance to become famous. He wants to let the world see his own ability, and let these brothers and sisters witness his strength, and let them surrender at his feet!

"Ten years." Su Xiao said suddenly, "If I lose the bet, I will wash clothes for you for ten years."

Qin Mu was taken aback, and everyone was shocked.

"Brother Su, this, hehehe, this is not good..."

"Brother Su really supports Qin Mu!"

Su Xiao: "I'll bet on Xie Qinghe."

"???"

"Brother Su, are you crazy?"

"Senior brother Su think twice!"

"Senior Brother Su, ahem, I'll give you another chance."

"No need." Su Xiaowei smiled, "Just bet on Xie Qinghe."

It was like being slapped in the face in public.

Qin Mu's heart was burning with pain, he turned his back and ignored the "complicated" gazes of everyone, took a deep breath, and endured everything.

It's a pity that Su Xiao committed suicide by himself.

Wait until I torture Xie Lanshang tomorrow, and see how he ends up!

The next day.

In the first few rounds of martial arts competition, there were almost no crowds watching except for the divisions to which the parties belonged to shouting.

When Su Xiao came to the stage in the afternoon, the crowd of onlookers increased. Without any suspense, Su Xiao won the victory.

"Isn't Xie Qinghe going to face Qin Xianzhi soon?"

"There is no suspense, you can watch it or not."

"You can't say that. Although Qin Mu is sure to win, Xie Qinghe is so charming and eye-catching!"

"I'm coming!"

Everyone looked towards the arena.

Qin Mu had been waiting for a long time, holding the Yuehua Sword in his arms, his eyes closed tightly, and he was very deep.

Hearing the movement, he opened his eyes, and saw Xie Lanshang walking on the stage, and the little guard holding the cloak for him in the audience.

Guard...

By the way, the guard who destroyed the token before seemed to be called Ye Yu.

"Long time no see." Qin Mu said without emotion.

Xie Lanshang glanced at him without even saying "um".

Kunlun Mountain is the end of the previous life.

Xie Lanshang looked towards the Kunlun Peak in the distance, which was the highest place in the Kunlun Mountains, and it was also snow-covered all year round and icy cold.

The pain of the Yuehua sword sinking into the chest is still vivid, and the feeling of the frost entering the body to freeze the flesh is still unforgettable.

Xie Lanshang closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no sadness, no joy, no hatred or anger.

More and more onlookers gathered in the audience, and those who didn't know thought it was a competition for the top three rankings!

Xie Guanlin didn't want to be ashamed in public, so he didn't come.

On the contrary, Xie Lanyu brought a few senior brothers to watch with great interest, Ye Yu was calm and relaxed, and Xin Yi and Qing Dai who followed behind had their nervous lips turning white.

"I don't think Xie Qinghe will lose, right? He beat Su Xiao in Luguozhen before." The person who spoke was Xie Lanyu.

The people on the left and right were just about to burst out laughing, but when they saw that it was Young Master Xie, they all agreed that their own family members were of course facing their own family members.

"That's definitely a rumor! Su Xiao is a high-ranking student under Lu Wei's head, even Xie Lanyu may not be his opponent, let alone Xie Lanshang?"

"You don't know, Qin Mu is the best among the new generation of disciples of the Taiwei Immortal Sect. He is extremely talented. The elders in the sect are full of praise for him. If he loses, I will take off my clothes and run around Kunlun Mountain .”

"If Xie Qinghe wins, I'll do a handstand."

Discussions were in full swing, and the law enforcement disciples of the Taiwei Immortal Sect rang the golden bell in the distance: "The first round of Huiwu No. 70, nine games, Xuanhumen Xie Lanshang vs. Taiwei Immortal Sect Qin Mu, let's begin!"

There was a turmoil of people, and the shouts shook the sky.

Thinking of the high expectations of the onlookers under the stage, Qin Mu felt much more relaxed. He bowed to his opponent without distraction, and then drew out the Ninth Grade Moon Blossom Sword.

The sword light was dazzling, and the sword energy was compelling, which attracted the envy of the audience.

Eighth-rank spiritual artifacts are still rare, let alone ninth-rank, even if you have never owned one, just looking at it from a distance is satisfying.

Xie Lanshang drew out her sword.

Qin Mu was taken aback on the spot.

Everyone was caught off guard.

That sword is... a sixth grade?

Although the sixth grade is not low, does it seem a bit shabby to ration the second son Xie?

Qin Mu was dumbfounded, seeing that Xie Lanshang was not joking.

"Where's your Hanguang?" Qin Mu was both surprised and annoyed, he didn't compare Hanguang, but only a sixth-grade rag, did he actually be underestimated so much?

Deceiving too much!

Qin Mu rushed forward, and the Yuehua sword radiated powerfully, going up against the wind!

"What is Xie Qinghe thinking?" Xie Lanyu almost vomited blood, "The odds of winning are extremely slim, and there is no need for a high-grade spiritual weapon..."

"Don't worry, Eldest Young Master, the outcome is already a foregone conclusion."

"It was originally a one-sided competition, so we should concentrate on seeing the beauties."

The Yuehua sword slashed down head-on, and the strong wind was like a whip, stinging hotly on the body.

The young man's eyes were fixed, and his footsteps moved lightly, narrowly avoiding Yuehua Jianfeng.As the Yuehua sword closed and swept across, he leaned back and looked at the blade of the sword that was only half an inch away from the tip of his nose.

In the blink of an eye, the young man stood up, holding a sixth-grade sharp sword in his hand, but he did not collide with a ninth-grade sword. After dodging the opponent's three moves in a row, he saw the opportunity, held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and used his true energy, and the sword glowed brightly. He rushed forward angrily, sinking into Qin Mu's chest in an instant.

The dark red blood dripped down the tip of the sword, staining the hairband on the back red.

It was exactly the same as the scene at the top of Kunlun Peak.

Only the stabbing sword and the person being stabbed have changed.

A dead silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded and completely dumbfounded.

The one who bet on streaking: "..."

Bet handstand diarrhea: "..."

The only one who is right is the one who claims that the situation is one-sided.

It's true that it's one-sided, but it's not the right direction?