Sheng Fu

Chapter 265 Obscure thoughts

There are already people fighting each other in the arena, and Wei Mo will be on the stage soon.

The scene in front of him reminded Yu Wenjun of the Banquet of Bagu held in the human imperial capital. Last time he participated in it, this time he was a spectator, a little in a trance.

For no reason, he thought of his old friend, Gu Yong.

If he knew that he was also a guest of honor in the Spirit Race, he might be very proud. After thinking about it, Yu Wenjun smiled. He also had the honor of Gu Yong, so he could become a guest of the Spirit Race.

Wu Mi peeled an orange, gave Yu Wenjun half of it, ate it and chewed it slightly.

"That Linghe King seems to be watching us intentionally or unintentionally." Wu Mi said softly.

Yu Wenjun responded, "Where can you look?"

Wu Mi shook her head and continued to eat oranges. Wu Mi had seen most of the people in this arena, and some of them were severely injured by her.

Although he had practiced for a while, he couldn't show his peak combat power in a hurry.

Wei Mo is very blessed, but this blessing is a bit deliberate.

For this martial arts competition to recruit relatives, Linghe Wang Zhangzhong Lingwang stipulated the regulations and took care of trivial matters.

The strong man of the Big Yellow Court made a move, his murderous aura burst out into the vast expanse of the wild, and his true energy was violent at every turn, oppressing the void.

There are swords rushing all over the world, some fists are domineering and majestic, and some spears are like dragons. Even though most people are much older than Princess Yan Che, they will still fight to the death for their own future with the young handsome man. is intense.

Before I knew it, half a day had passed.

Wei Mo went quite smoothly, he could take down the person he met, at most three face-to-face.

Hundreds of court ladies and staff from the imperial dining room set up temporary open seats outside the martial arts arena for everyone to eat.

Yu Wenjun and Wu Mi still stayed in their original positions, a round table, eighteen dishes, fragrant and delicious, and the two maids shook their fans slightly behind them, giving them a gentle feeling of coolness.

"This time I ate the dishes from the Imperial Dining Room, are you satisfied?" Yu Wenjun asked with a slight smile.

Wu Mi enjoyed a mouthful of Buddha Jumping the Wall, and slightly praised: "It's really good, but compared with the cooking skills of Mengdu Mansion, it seems that there is no difference. Maybe it's because there are so many people today, so the cook's mind is careless when cooking. some."

The two maids who were shaking the fan were meticulous and gentle, with calm and indifferent expressions, and turned a deaf ear to the young female elder's words.

After the meal, everyone took a short rest before continuing to the ring.

Already half of the people were out of the game, they missed Princess Yan Che, and their backs were not lonely. Some people participated in this contest to recruit relatives just to hone themselves.

There are also some people who are seriously injured, but they have no regrets. Some things are doomed from the beginning, and they are just a foil for a few people.

The afternoon sun is not too harsh, it is even soft, like the warm sun in spring.

But something unexpected happened.

In the first arena in the east, Tang Yu faced a direct disciple called Huai Yinzong. The man was named Cui Yan.

But it was this simple young man who took down Tang Yu vigorously.

The blade of the sword touched the forehead of the prime minister's son, and it only took a small inch to kill him.

Tang Yu stared at Cui Yan, tried his best to be as decent as possible, and said with a playful smile: "I didn't know that there was such a person with such superb sword intent in Lingdu, and he was still in the same generation."

"Disrespectful disrespect."

Stretching out his right hand, he slightly pushed aside the body of the sword that was resting between his eyebrows, but this poor-quality iron sword was cast like black gold, and it couldn't be shaken at all.

Cui Yan looked as usual and said: "If the young master makes a surprise attack, how should I deal with it?"

The onlookers broke out in a cold sweat, but no one dared to reprimand this simple young swordsman. Someone subconsciously glanced at the viewing platform, and seemed to realize something in his heart.

But I don't know how to remind Mr. Tang.

Fortunately, the son of the prime minister is very sharp, with a slight resentment in his eyes, he pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It's because I'm not as skilled as others. You can go to my house for tea, and I will accompany you personally when the time comes."

Cui Yan withdrew his iron sword, lowered his head slightly, and replied calmly, "You don't need to drink tea."

Tang Yu solemnly clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you for your enlightenment."

The prime minister's son was thus eliminated, and the officials reacted differently, without any suspense, this young swordsman became a thorn in the side of many officials.

This person really ruined the atmosphere.

It made the atmosphere of this arena weird.

On the viewing platform, Emperor Ling asked with great interest: "Brother Wang, what is the explanation for this?"

Ling and Wang smiled and said: "On the day when Brother Wang returned to the capital, I didn't go to greet him, and I didn't enter the palace to have a few drinks with Brother Wang, so I came up with this method, which is to make up for Brother Wang."

Emperor Ling smiled without saying a word.

King Zhen'an said with a playful smile: "Since I was a child, you have the most bad ideas. Today I just watched the battle and didn't know anything."

Ling and Wang pretended to be wronged and said, "Brother Wang's words are too impersonal."

King Zhen'an didn't want to answer more on this topic, and asked, "Will there be a similar accident in Qiu Bei?"

It is common sense for noble children to capsize occasionally.

Ling and Wang asked with a smile: "Brother Wang, do you want to have such an accident?"

King Zhen'an let out a sharp breath from his nostrils, curled his lips and said, "That's how you pay for it, isn't it?"

Ling and Wang laughed again and again, saying nothing more, with a pair of different pupils, and their brilliance was strange.

After Yu Wenjun and Wu Mi knew about the situation, they acted as if nothing had happened.

Cui Yan is a young man worthy of attention. Today, he will be remembered by everyone, as well as Huai Yinzong who does not know whether it is true or not.

After Tang Yu was out of the game, Qiu Bei was extremely cautious. He worked hard in every battle without daring to relax in the slightest, but from the beginning to the end of the fight, nothing happened to him that he was worried about.

It was a false alarm, but the back was still cold.

At dusk, the four arenas in the southeast, northwest, and north have already decided the leader.

Cui Yan, Qiu Bei, Zhong Yi, Wei Mo.

The sunset is brilliant, the clouds are bright and colorful, and the sky above the Linggong is full of brilliance.

Yan Che's figure looked dignified and beautiful under the setting sun. He didn't pay much attention to the young man's appearance, but quietly accompanied the three most powerful people in the spirit race.

Tomorrow is worth looking forward to.

Everything was as usual, and after the end, Yu Wenjun and Wu Mi took Wei Mo out of the Linggong and returned to Mengdu Mansion.

The appearance of Cui Yan made this martial arts competition fairer and fairer. Such means gathered people's hearts, and soft knives killed people without blood. Through this matter, Yu Wenjun also knew more about Ling and His Royal Highness.

His talent is far above that of His Royal Highness Ping Wang in the imperial capital of the human race!

Mengdu Mansion, the atrium.

The night was blurry and gorgeous, Wu Mi said softly: "You may wish to write a letter to that sister, that prince is not a good master, and it is very likely to affect our future plans."

Yuwen Junping said calmly: "For the time being, there is no need. If there is a slight change in Mengdu Mansion, the prince will be alerted. It is better to be quiet now. Such an opponent is also very refreshing."

Wu Mi had no choice but to give up, and she didn't feel uncomfortable in her heart. Presumably at this moment, the prime minister is the one who feels the most uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)