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Mo Ling felt distressed.
He grabbed Qiao Yanran's little hand and brought her into his arms. He held her little face and looked at her carefully, "Let me see."
Movements are light and gentle.
In his heart, this little Jing'er of his is extremely delicate.
Mo Ling was born as a bandit. When he beat people, he usually didn't do it lightly, and his hands and feet were frizzy. But then there was someone on the tip of his heart, so he was very careful, for fear that he would hurt her with a force.
He selectively forgot how he was pinned to the roof by Qiao Yanran and beaten until he screamed.
I haven¡¯t lost any weight either.
And the skin is whiter and tenderer than the previous two days, just like soft tofu, and water can be squeezed out.
Qiao Yanran has been lying in her room for the past two days, never leaving the door or taking a step forward. She eats a lot, so she feels mellow.
But this world consumes a lot of money on a daily basis.
The two of them sat in the room for a while before Chun Xing knocked on the door and came in.
She just drew the lottery for the young lady to play in the first round, and she was directly drawn to number three, so she has to play in the next game.
Qiao Yanran didn't even think about letting Mo Ling leave, so she was so generous and urged: "Peel it quickly, you won't be able to eat it before I can."
Mo Ling felt a little uncomfortable. Under Chun Xing's gaze, she slowly peeled off a grape and fed it to her mouth.
The feeling of shame is overwhelming.
Chunxing was also surprised when she saw the man in her young lady's boudoir, and she vaguely felt that this man looked familiar.
I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can¡¯t remember it.
However, it was not convenient for her to ask about the master's affairs. She just urged: "Miss, please prepare yourself. It's your turn to play in the next game."
Mo Ling is still very confident in Qiao Yanran's strength.
"Xiao Jing'er's skills are flexible and the speed is very good. Although it looks like the early stage of the fourth level, the actual combat power must be the sixth level!
This was all verified in the secret realm at that time with real swords and guns.
No one of the younger generation of the Xi family is her opponent, and the battle may be over in less than a stick of incense.
However, Mo Ling still planned to go over and have a look and help Xiao Jing'er cheer up.
"Ding dong¡ª¡ª"
Mo Ling saw the communicator on his waist beeping. When he took it out, his expression changed instantly.
"What's wrong?"
Qiao Yanran was a little curious.
"It's the third child. Something happened to the third child. His life or death is unknown." Mo Ling closed his eyes. He was quite close to the brothers in the village, just like his own brothers.
Now Lao Wu sent a message saying that Lao San was killed. He sent him an emergency call for help last night, but after Lao Wu took someone there, it was in vain.
No one was found either.
Only then did he come to find Mo Ling.
Normally, no one would disturb Mo Ling about trivial matters. They would only report to Mo Ling if they couldn't handle them.
Mo Ling's heart was in a mess.
When Qiao Yanran was in the forbidden area, she also listened to Mo Ling often talk about her childhood, and learned more about the feelings between the brothers in their village.
She comforted Mo Ling a few words and stroked his head again and again.
Mo Ling felt better and left in a hurry to find the whereabouts of the third child.
¡°Miss, let¡¯s go there, it¡¯s getting late.¡±
Chun Xing glanced at the sky and said.
"Let's go and see the excitement."
Qiao Yanran is afraid of heat. She gets irritable and restless when she's hot, but she's fine just staying in the room right now, and she can't avoid this competition.
Then he touched his fan and walked towards the ring.
*
There are more than 70 junior members of the Xi family. They compete in a knockout format, and the competition only ends when the top three are selected.
After it was over, the ranking terms of the Xi family¡¯s juniors came out.
If anyone is dissatisfied, they can challenge the player ranked ahead of them. If they win, they can take their place.
The final qualifying race lasted for three days, and the competition was concluded after three days.
*
It¡¯s already ten o¡¯clock in the morning.
The sun is so strong that it makes people unable to open their eyes.
Qiao Yanran walked a few steps, and there were beads of sweat on the tip of her nose. Her clothes were also a little damp, and they stuck to her body with a sticky stick. Not to mention how uncomfortable she was.
Chun Xing's cultivation level is lower than Qiao Yanran's, and now she is sweating profusely, as if she was fished out of water.
The temperature in this plane is extremely high. Qiao Yanran estimated that the current outdoor temperature must be at least 39 degrees.
Qiao Yanran fanned herself and saw the arena surrounded by a crowd of people from afar.
At a glance, it was a vast area of ??darkness. The area around the ring was very empty, and there was no shade.
The heads of the Xi family and the elders are also watching the battle in the audience. They only have one more row of tables and chairs than the others, and they are also exposed to the wind and sun.
The elders have set an example, so naturally these juniors cannot say anything and can only watch the battle in the audience under the scorching sun.
Every little face was red from the sun.
Qiao Yanran frowned.
After the face is reddened by the sun, it will darken several degrees after the redness subsides.
"Don't say that Qiao Yanran loves beauty. Even if she doesn't love beauty, with her temperament, she doesn't want to stand under this scorching sun.
It¡¯s going to be a fight for a while, let¡¯s decide quickly.
The two people on the stage were equally matched in terms of strength. They had been fighting for an hour now. Both of them were exhausted, their spiritual energy was exhausted, their legs were shaking, and they could only hold on with one breath.
The two men stopped hiding and revealed their cards.
"good!"
In the blink of an eye, the winner of the fight in the ring has been decided.
The referee standing on the ring was none other than Uncle Xi. His voice was impassioned, "In the first round, No. 1 wins!
Now please come on No. 3 and No. 4! "
After the two people on the stage left, everyone in the audience stretched their necks, waiting for No. 3 and No. 4 to come on the stage, and they were also curious about who these two people were.
There are a total of seventy-three juniors from the Xi family participating in the competition this time.
There will be a bye for one person.
Leaving aside this lucky guy, if you are lucky and the opponent you touch is of a lower level, you will directly save your energy and spiritual power.
Although No. 1 won and advanced to the second round, the consumption was so high and all the trump cards were revealed, allowing everyone to figure out the details of the tactics, which was very detrimental to the next round of competition.
Qiao Yanran slowly walked onto the ring.
Her opponent in this round is a powerful player in the middle of the third level. She is only one step away from reaching the late third level.
Among the younger generation of the Xi family, apart from Xi Yao who has the highest cultivation level, he is the most popular one.
Of course, when Qiao Yanran came out later, he took his position as the second-in-command.
When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they immediately became lively. They were not afraid of being exposed to the sun. They were all in high spirits and stretched their necks to watch.
Xi Jing has always been in the first level of cultivation before, and his talent is notoriously bad. He spent countless training resources, but he couldn't even reach the second level.
A few days ago, Xi Jing received a great blessing and jumped directly from the late stage of the first level to the early stage of the fourth level.
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It is said that Xi Jing¡¯s foundation is not solid. Although he looks like he is in the early stage of the fourth level, he is just a useless embroidered pillow.
??We also want to take this opportunity to take a look, is that so?
On the stage.
Qiao Yanran held a folding fan to fan herself, but it was still too hot.
Her spiritual power is a fire-based spiritual power, which is extremely strong. In this kind of hot weather, it is faster to practice than usual, but with such a buff (effect gain) superimposed, it is even hotter.
Now she is very envious of those with water spiritual power.
Not to mention anything else, just taking advantage of the coolness is enough to make her envious.
The two briefly introduced themselves.
Xi Ran looked serious and pulled out a long sword as thin as a cicada's wing from behind. He raised the sword with fancy moves and smooth movements.
"please."
Qiao Yanran didn't take this competition to heart at all. She still held the fan in her hand and didn't show any signs of taking out a weapon.
Seeing this scene, the head of the Xi family and all the elders in the audience frowned deeply, feeling that she was arrogant and overbearing.
Don¡¯t say that Xi Jing is lucky. He has just advanced to the early stage of the fourth level. Even if he advances to the early stage of the fourth level step by step, he would not dare to be so arrogant.
But it¡¯s okay, if you fail once, your mind will be clearer.
"Come on, let me give you three moves."
Qiao Yanran fanned herself and said.
If she strikes first, there will be nothing to worry about, so just let him make three moves.
Xi Ran's face was solemn, and he used 90% of his strength. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing and stabbed directly towards Qiao Yanran's front with an indomitable and majestic force.
The moves are quite powerful.
There¡¯s no need to put on any pretense.
Qiao Yanran neither dodge nor dodge, holding the handle of the white jade round fan in front of her.
"Block¡ª¡ª"
A crisp sound came. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com); Xi Ran's face was solemn, and he used 90% of his strength. With a blade as thin as a cicada's wing, he stabbed directly towards Qiao Yanran's front with an indomitable and majestic force.
The moves are quite powerful.
There¡¯s no need to put on any pretense.
Qiao Yanran neither dodge nor dodge, holding the handle of the white jade round fan in front of her.
"Block¡ª¡ª"
A crisp sound came. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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