Chapter 203 - 204
"Then I'll stay overnight." Xinyang could bend and bend, seeing that the chance of reunion was slim, he immediately switched the strategy direction.
"There is no room for you in a place as big as Baisemen? Do you believe it or not? I will tell the head of your sect tomorrow morning that the disciples under the name of the senior dislike the few rooms arranged by the senior?" Lu Bei walked to the bed and directly held a certain room. The quilt was thrown off the person, "Get up quickly, don't be fooled."
"Do you want to see my mother to file a complaint? That's fine. I'll take you to see my senior brother tomorrow morning. It just so happens that my senior brother really wants to meet you." Xinyang, whose quilt was lifted, sat up awkwardly, looking like he was about to leave. Stance, "I'll help you now and tell the senior brother that you want to see the senior brother tomorrow morning!"
Lu Bei, who was carrying the quilt to make his ex disappear, knelt down and pushed back the person who got up, and obediently returned the quilt in his hand to the other party, "Don't! The head of Baisemen must be very busy. Please trouble senior brother with trivial matters! If you want to stay here, you can stay here!"
Now he has no idea how to see the Dabaicai family's obsession. Four years ago when he was apprenticed at the main peak of Wanjian Sect, Lu Bei's scalp tingled just thinking about the death staring at him from the headmaster.
Now that he has just left the customs, he will go to the head of Baisemen, and once again meet the scrutiny of the elders.
As long as he thinks of that scene, he won't be able to sleep tonight!
"Forget it, this is Wanjianzong. I am a disciple of Baisemen, so it is not suitable to live here."
Xinyang made a gesture to uncover the quilt on his body, as if he was still going home to sleep.
"Appropriate! Why is it inappropriate! You will never return to Wan Jianzong! I am sleepy and want to hug and sleep, okay?"
"But we have already broken up, it's not appropriate to hold each other before we get back together."
The person who was arrogant just now has now switched positions, and now he is here to persuade the other party to stay and not leave with good words.
"..." Lu Bei looked at the hole he dug just now, and just wanted to turn back time and bury himself.
The person lying in the bed looked at the struggle and hesitation on the face in front of him, and was unwilling to be reconciled to the verge of going berserk, so he took a step back and said, "I'll help you warm the bed, and then you can see my performance." , How about thinking about our reunion?"
Originally there was no door or window, it was absolutely impossible to open the door, but after someone asked if they could open a small window, Lu Bei became acceptable again.
Following the steps passed by the other party, he quickly took off his shoes and coat and climbed onto the bed, and said generously, "Okay, I'll think about it after seeing your performance tonight."
Xinyang uncovered some of the quilt, leaned over and pulled the man into his arms.
This action made Lu Bei vigilant in an instant. He hugged his chest and grabbed his collar, "Don't bite me! You always want to bite me!"
This guy is definitely a dog!
"Don't bite, I promise I won't bite tonight." Xinyang trapped him in his arms, rubbed his soft hair, hugged him and closed his eyes, feeling satisfied in his heart, "Go to sleep."
He just hasn't seen each other for too long and misses him very much.
Lu Bei nestled obediently, staring at the wooden beam above with his piercing eyes, and after almost an incense stick, Lu Bei heard the other party's steady breathing, and his eyelids couldn't help but droop. He fell, his consciousness fell into darkness, and fell asleep.
There was no dream all night. In the morning, someone got up in the yard and was practicing swords in the yard. Lu Bei got up rubbing his eyes listening to the movement outside.
**He was the only one left, regardless of whether the senior brother had already got up and stood aside to put on his clothes, when he saw him wake up, he leaned over and kissed his lips, "I'll see you at the competition venue, by the way, what is this?"
A small wooden box fell into the palm of his hand at some point. Lu Bei, who had just woken up, glanced at the things in his hand and subconsciously answered him, "My parents Give us the ring."
"Is there a share?" The person who woke up early in the morning saw Lu Bei take off the coat that was put aside, and this box fell out of it when he passed by.
Xinyang still remembered that at the gate of Dengyunxiao last night, this wooden box was given to Lu Bei by Uncle Lu's mother, and the other party even glanced in his direction at that time.
Seeing the same box again now, the person standing by the bed opened the lid, and saw two white gold rings inside that were exactly the same in style but slightly different in size.
A circle of sparkling silver shattered light is inlaid above the two rings.
It was the first time he saw such a simple and unique ring, and secretly tried the larger one on his finger, and it fit perfectly.
The person holding the box looked at the ring on his finger, then quietly took it off and put it back in the box.
Now, before Lu Bei wakes up, he inquires about the purpose of the ring.
"Yes, but that can't be worn now. This is the custom of our hometown in the global village. You can only wear it on your ring finger when you get married."
The speaker sat on the bed and let out another breath, and stretched out his hand sleepily to signal the other party to return the box to him, "My parents asked someone to make this, so I can't lose it."
Xinyang handed the box that he had held in his hand for a long time to the other party, and he analyzed the meaning of Lu Bei's words.
So the future Yue Yue became mad, did he accept his relationship with Lu Bei? Even prepared such an important gift in advance and want to give them?
"Then let's get married." Xinyang said without thinking.
The person who hadn't woken up completely woke up after hearing this sentence, and the person sitting on the bed hugging the bedding lazily beckoned him to come closer.
Xinyang approached, and put a warm palm on his forehead.
Lu Bei frowned and felt the temperature, "I don't have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about?"
This guy didn't go crazy all of a sudden.
"Pa, I'm not crazy." Xinyang knocked off the palm sticking to his forehead. He thought it was too early to get married but now that he thinks about it, this plan is not bad.
It just happened to prevent Lu Bei from always using breakup as an excuse.
"But I'm only twenty-five years old. Why did you get married so early? We broke up and haven't gotten back together yet."
Lu Bei scratched his head, thinking very calmly that if someone breaks up, if they don't get back together, they will jump over to get married first. If you don't ask your senior brother, you must be crazy.
The person who brought up the breakup had forgotten his ex, who was a stingy swordsman who was suspected of being a dog and would bite.
When his face was flushed and he was panting and pushed the person on him away, he jumped down and ran to the washing room and looked in the mirror. After seeing the marks on his neck, the distraught Wan Jianzong Jianxiu beat his predecessor directly. go out.
"Ten don't ask! Don't even think about getting back together in your life! No way!"
Let's get married again, in the next life!
In the courtyard of Wan Jianzong in the early morning, 20 disciples who were ready to go to the competition place to draw lots saw a familiar figure being driven out of the room, and a soft pillow flew directly from the door. Go out and hit that face.
"Come on for the anchor! I look forward to your being able to enter the top 30!"
"Thirty is a bit difficult. It is said that there are more than 600 contestants this year. I am very happy to be in the top 50." Lu Bei just arrived at Jinyun Valley yesterday, but fortunately, Zhao Tiantian and his seniors have come early for several days.
The number of players participating in each sect is almost clear.
"I'm going out, everyone will see for themselves next time."
Lu Bei put his phone in the usual place, opened the door and walked out.
The viewers in the live broadcast room turned their eyes following the camera, and saw outside the door that Chang Sandu had already assembled in the middle of the courtyard with nineteen disciples.
Besides them, there was a tall purple figure with its back facing Lu Bei.
"Who is this person?"
"Looking at Chang Sandu's performance, the opponent's power is much higher than him, so he can't be the head of Wan Jianzong."
"The anchor's future father-in-law?"
"It should be the head of the Sword Sect. Didn't you say that every head of the sect will participate in the once-in-a-century competition?"
Along with the audience's discussion, Lu Bei also saw the purple figure, and nineteen people in the team looked in his direction at the same time.
Kong Chuyun, who was standing at the back, waved his palm slightly at him silently, signaling him to hurry up and stand behind.
"Morning, brothers."
Lu Bei trotted all the way over and stood directly at the end of the team.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh help! This picture looks like the whole class and even the head teacher are here for the morning class, but I am late."
"Upstairs, you made a mistake. This is clearly the assembly for morning exercises. Everyone stood up and waited for the principal to speak. In the end, you bravely walked through the crowd and walked to the end of the line under the eyes of everyone."
"Thank you for the invitation, I have already bought a standing ticket overnight and left the earth."
"A warm reminder to everyone in front of the screen that we can breathe."
"Huh—thank you for reminding me! I almost suffocated to death just now!!!"
Through the lens of the mobile phone screen, the audience took a deep breath to relax themselves.
Lu Bei, who was at the scene, couldn't avoid this embarrassing moment, so he wrote ten don't ask three big characters on the blacklist notebook.
I don't want to forgive that bastard for the rest of my life!
"Let's go, do your best."
The head of Wan Jianzong stood at the front of the team, and after confirming that all the people had arrived, he signaled to Chang Sandu that he could take them out.
Twenty people came out of the yard side by side in two teams.
Lu Bei, who landed at the back, looked ahead, and watched that after the master finished speaking, he just asked Chang Sandu to lead the team to set off, but he himself moved aside with his hands behind his back.
He watched the disciples of Wan Jianzong's inner and outer sects pass by him one by one.
When Lu Bei passed by, the other party turned his gaze to stay on Lu Bei's face.
Lu Bei, who was stared at by sharp eyes, subconsciously straightened his body and held the long sword in his hand, pursing his lips and trying to ignore the sizing eyes.
"That kid, don't get too used to him."
The sudden voice from the side made Lu Bei nearly sprain his feet as he moved forward.
He pretended to be puzzled and turned to look at the speaker, "Master?"
Yes, because he joined the inner sect and was a disciple of the Supreme Peak, he has now become a direct disciple of the future father-in-law.
"The man from Xinyang has learned how to behave in the world like Baisemen since he was a child. Let him go elsewhere, otherwise he will only get more and more aggressive, pressing every step of the way and leaving no room for others."
The future father-in-law chatted with him about the family affairs as if he had experienced it.
Lu Bei was in a state of confusion, he thought that the other party was going to talk to him about some serious topics, such as what kind of quota he would get in this competition, such as throwing him five million spirit stones to break up with Brother Wuwen.
In the end, none of these were there, and instead, they came here to say bad things about the senior brother.
"Hahahahaha, I really want to take another camera seat! Let me see the expression of the anchor at the moment!"
"Before the leader opened his mouth, everyone's brains were in the fairy world. I'll give you five million! Leave my son!"
"My son is not a good person after the headmaster opened his mouth. You can break up after thinking about it. I have no objection."
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah , does not ask what the senior brother did to have such an image in my father's mind?"
"Sneaking, didn't you hear the voice-over of the master? He said don't ask the brother who has learned the 'Baisemen' set since he was a child. He is aggressive and presses every step of the way without leaving any room. Think about this series of voice-overs. Who is the brother's mother!!!"
"Wait, wait! So before the head of the sect was attacked by means like this?"
"Suddenly I understand, the master fell into the fire pit himself and didn't want the anchor to continue to fall into the pit, what should I do! I suddenly became super curious about how the master met the head teacher of Baisemen !!!”
"Curiosity +1, I beg the lucky audience to find a chance to ask us about it, I am so curious about the past between the two masters that I have already skipped three leek buns, a cage of steamed buns and two tea leaves for breakfast Egg!"
The audience laughed loudly through the camera. Behind the Wan Jianzong team at the scene, all the disciples who were about to draw lots listened to the gossip coming from behind.
Lu Bei already wanted to find a mask or a hole to get in. This kind of boss speaks ill of his son, help! ! ! How does this make him answer the phone!
"Don't ask senior brother, he is actually pretty good." Lu Bei said euphemistically, "He was very reliable and powerful when he went out to practice."
"It's hard for you to find such a few advantages from his shortcomings." The head of Wan Jianzong sneered at his son's advantages.
After finally surviving, the whole team went out to the entrance of the courtyard, and the streets were full of disciples from various sects ready to go.
A figure carrying a fortune-telling flag leaned against the outer wall of Wanjianzong's courtyard, with his hands in his arms, the old god was waiting for someone.
After seeing Wan Jianzong's team coming out, he quickly raised his head to look at the twenty-member team, and saw Lu Bei standing at the rear at a glance.
He quickly ran over with his fortune-telling flagpole in his arms.
"Young master, I figured out the first problem you asked me to calculate yesterday!"
Everyone in the team looked over.
"What did you forget?" Even the head of Wan Jianzong was curious about what Lu Bei asked Wanshitong to forget yesterday.
Chapter 204
Lu Bei didn't expect that the old man who had fortune-telling yesterday would choose to appear here at this time to block the way.
Facing the headmaster's question and the attention of many senior brothers, he had no choice but to say the question he asked yesterday, "I just want to ask whether the problem of monsters can be solved in my lifetime."
The nineteen swordsmen who participated in the competition were all a little speechless about the question of the junior brother.
Carrying the flag, Wan Shi Tong said seriously, "Yesterday, I calculated seriously all night. Although the middle was shrouded in a thick black fog, I found a glimmer of hope from it. The result that Mr. Lu wanted is not impossible."
He has been watching the sky and the moon for thousands of years, and once a child asked him the same question. Every time, Master of Things collected money and calculated seriously, but the result was impossible.
Only yesterday he was asked this question jokingly. When he calculated the astrolabe and went deep into it to find the answer, he was almost swallowed by the power of heaven.
After returning to the residence alone at night, he thought that he had charged the other party for two questions but only helped with a calculation.
Since he joined the WTO, there has never been a time when he couldn't figure it out after receiving the money, so Wanshitong stayed up all night and even consumed his 500-year lifespan to forcefully calculate the real result of this matter.
In the dark clouds in the sky, he finally found a glimmer of hope hidden in the corner.
"Mr. Lu wants to live a long time, maybe the day when the monster disappears will come." Wanshitong said cautiously.
"If the monsters can disappear while I'm alive, wouldn't it be better for me to die earlier? Then maybe the solution to the monsters will appear sooner, right." Lu Bei listened to his answer, followed him subconsciously The man on the side is joking. Chang Sandu was protected behind his body, and his black hair was all behind his head. He was meticulous. His face was completely exposed, and the silver-gray custom-made suit perfectly outlined his perfectly proportioned figure.
He frowned, his lips pursed into a straight line. It was a different person from the lazy and sexy look last night, but the three-dimensional, handsome and distinct face remained the same.
Opposite him, a man with slightly messy hair but still handsome was glaring at him.
There is also a petite woman behind him, very young, just the age of green and tender. With a pure face, a youthful atmosphere, and a curvaceous figure, it can be regarded as the best.
The woman hid behind him shivering at this time, her almond eyes were full of water, she looked very weak. But the expression on the brother's face is stubborn and strong. This kind of strong contrast is particularly attractive.
Lu Bei couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his senior brother.
"What did I miss?"
The senior brother brushed back his fluffy hair, and his plain face was blushing. It should be said that this is also the advantage of the original body. The skin is good, the facial features are exquisite, and the charm of it can only be deeply understood after careful observation.
It's just that the senior brother should be a gentle and quiet beauty, but at this moment, he has a special charm. It's like a lotus flower blooming, with graceful branches. When you appreciate its elegance and cleanliness, you find that it has turned into a bewitching scarlet.
Isn't it just a cute contrast, and the senior brother will too!
After the joke was over, looking at the expressionless face of the future father-in-law, he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with dying on the spot.
In the current situation, he can't go to Mars and can only die!
Silence is the protective color of Jinyun Valley today.
Just when Lu Bei was thinking of saying something to ease the strangely frozen atmosphere, Wan Shi Tong, who was carrying the divination flag, finally said again, "This is not possible, according to what I saw, the young master will live for a long, long time, There is no need to die now."
Lu Bei was almost moved to tears, thanking this man for breaking the silence, otherwise he would have changed from a social bull to a social fear.
It seems that he understands the reason why Senior Brother Chang rarely talks. It is normal for him to become less and less talkative after dealing with such a leader every day.
And why does he feel guilty every time he meets the head's gaze?
In the past, it was because he was going to be the head of the family's Xiaobaicai, so he felt guilty. Now that he has broken up with Brother Buwen, he shouldn't be timid.
Thinking of this, Lu Bei straightened up, "Well, I hope that day will come sooner, Master, are we going to the scene?"
The person who said the first half of the sentence to the know-it-all naturally turned to ask the purple figure standing beside him.
"Let's go."
Wan Jianzong's team moved again, and quickly left the previous episode far behind. When they arrived at the competition site, Lu Bei looked at the rows of teams ahead.
There is an illusion of a campus sports meeting.
Not only did he have this intuitive feeling, but even many viewers in the live broadcast room also sighed when they saw the scene in front of them.
"It really has the atmosphere of a campus sports meeting! All schools and factions wear uniform but completely different outfits. Isn't this the same class as each other?"
"Laughing to death, it's like the team building of various departments, even the number of people is about the same."
"The heads of the various sects walking at the forefront of the team are the head teachers, right?"
"Would you like to walk another phalanx soon? Formation and patrol again?"
"Hahahahaha what a great sect competition, it will be the atmosphere of the high school student sports meeting as soon as you talk about it."
"Don't even mention that this sect competition is held every 100 years. Only players under the age of 100 can participate. For the big bosses who have lived for thousands of years, even the high school student sports meeting It’s not even counted, this is clearly the elementary school sports meeting!”
Lu Bei didn't know that the many players present had been regarded as a game between elementary school students.
The test site in Jinyun Valley is so advanced that Lu Bei, who visited yesterday, was surprised for a few minutes.
Because the entire competition venue is not uniform in size as he imagined, with countless arenas.
At that time, all the contestants who drew lots will jump into their respective rings and fight.
Spectators watching the competition. "A disciple of Xuanyang Peak, who was walking towards him, chatted softly with the people beside him, and his voice was also heard by Lu Bei behind him.
"How many people will come? You will be nervous under the gaze of such people."
Looking around, there are at least tens of thousands of stand stools made of jade.
Thinking about competing with other people in front of tens of thousands of people, it is very difficult just to overcome the pressure from outside audiences.
"At the once-in-a-hundred-year competition, all the monks in Lingyunzhou want to know which sect has received good seedlings, which sect has fallen behind, and countless casual cultivators also use this kind of activity to observe others. The battles, and learning the strengths of the various sects through observation, will naturally meet many people."
Lu Bei, who was standing at the back, and the audience in the live broadcast room listened to the content of the chat in front of them with ears pricked up.
He has been in the Xianxia world for so long, and his understanding of this world is still not as good as that of the local people.
Perhaps after these four years of retreat, those lucky audiences in Anjiang Cave have a deeper understanding of the world than him.
Lu Bei stood at the back, looking at the high platform over there with his toes on his toes.
When it was the turn of Baisemen's disciples to take the stage, he looked up at Senior Brother Wuwen who led the crowd to the stage. Senior Brother Wuwen, who was wearing white clothes today, took the lead and walked in front, his whole body seemed to be glowing and attractive.
Countless spectators who came to watch the lottery scene cheered the moment the Baisemen disciples appeared on the stage.
"Zhao Tiantian! I like you!"
On the high platform in the distance, a spectator standing in the crowd shouted loudly.
With sharp eyes, Lu Bei caught a glimpse of the high platform over there, and several lucky spectators were surrounding the shouting spectator, waving towels in their hands and cheering non-stop.
"Hahahahaha laughed to death, everyone quickly enlarged the camera, and the shouting seemed to be from our Earth Village!"
"I just said that people in the Xianxia world are so bold and unrestrained. Is this group of people waving towels because they are watching a platter concert?"
"I suddenly thought of a way to make money!"
"Raise your hand quietly, I also thought of an idea to make money."
Thirty Baisemen disciples gathered in a circle to draw their opponents.
"The one hundred and twenty-third match." Zhao Tiantian looked at the sign in her hand, and the senior brother will compete with another sect disciple on the stage at the one hundred and twenty-third match. "
"The twenty-sixth game." Wen Siyan held up the card she had drawn.
Feng Wujing also took out his competition order from the box, "Race Ninety-eighth."
All the Baisemen disciples drew their opponents, and the first person to appear on the stage was Senior Brother Alai.
"Seventh game."
A-lai held the signboard in his hand and stared at the numbers above.
"I'm also in the eighth round." Yun Rou, an inner disciple who entered the foundation building stage eight years ago, got into the eighth round as a half-demon.
Zhao Tiantian looked around, and curiously asked the person with the highest cultivation in the field, "Don't ask senior brother, which competition did you get?"
Xinyang turned over the sign he held in his palm, and everyone saw the number revealed in his palm, "Fifty-fifth game."
As they walked down from the high platform, it was Wan Jianzong's turn to appear.
Chang Sandu led them to the bottom of the high platform, and with his eyes signaled them to go up to the stage to draw the results.
Lu Bei jumped up, reached out and touched a round token in the huge box.
After holding it out, turn over the number on it, "Forty-second field."
"It's not a bad number, it's neither at the front nor at the back."
"I don't know what kind of person the opponent is, so I'm looking forward to it."
"The anchor must work hard! Let us also see the skills you have learned over the years."
When the audience in the live broadcast room heard this number, most of them thought it was good.
The earliest number drawn by Wan Jianzong was Kong Chuyun from Bailian Peak, and he drew the fourth round of the competition.
There is also a junior sister from Riyue Peak, and the senior brother was lucky enough to get lost.
The number of disciples participating in this year's major sects, even after two pairs, there was one more student.
Therefore, among all the contestants, some will be lucky enough to lose the first round of competition and directly enter the second round of competition.
"Wow! Sister, you are lucky!"
People on the twentieth congratulated Riyue Peak's senior sister who used the double swords one after another on the stage, and a group of people happily got off the stage.
The list of all participating players and the number of games are neatly displayed on the top.
The numbers start from the most eastern stand, and are arranged from the beginning to the bottom. The names of the disciples of the major sects, together with the number of the test, are directly displayed for the disciples of the major sects and the contestants to watch.
"Wow, what kind of spell is this?"
"Look at the first competition! Zhao Ziyan from Guanyin Temple!"
"Where's the anchor? Who saw who the anchor's opponent is?"
"Help! Look at Feng Wujing's opponent! His opponent is Wushuangmen!! Didn't he get along with Wushuangmen's disciples in the ruins?"
"I saw the anchor's name! What does the Sanxiu Alliance mean?"
His opponent is from the Loose Cultivation Alliance, Zhang Xianxia Jietao.
"Why does this name sound familiar?" Lu Bei lowered his head in thought, always feeling as if he had heard of this name somewhere.
In the southeast corner of the stand, hundreds of casual cultivators gathered there and also looked up at their respective rankings in the light curtain.
"Lu Bei? Is this the splitting sword cultivator in Tian Daozi's ruins?"
If Lu Bei looked this way, he would find that the gang of casual cultivators he was talking nonsense in the ruins had also come to Jinyun Valley, and some of them were eligible to participate in this competition.
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