General, Madam Called You To Farm

The Baihua Palace lives in the Feihua Hall of the Xinggong Palace, which is a side hall with the most beautiful scenery besides the main hall.

This is naturally under Ling Yun's light, but it's a pity that Xia Houqing didn't even see half of Ling Yun's shadow.

Granny Nie walked to her room without saying a word.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "Mother-in-law, it's still early, you're going to sleep?"

Granny Nie said angrily, "I'm getting old!"

Xing'er muttered: "Mother-in-law obviously lost money."

Granny Nie looked over with a dark face: "I pulled out your tongue if you can't speak!"

Xing'er was so frightened that she hid behind her young lady.

The cook prepared supper.

Su Xiaoxiao delivered food to Granny Nie.

Grandma Nie looked at her expressionlessly.

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Although I'm a wild heir of the Jin family, I still have a responsibility! Mother-in-law, don't worry, I'll take care of your board and lodging!"

Granny Nie didn't want to talk to her, not at all!

The rest gathered at Wei Xu's room for dinner.

"How will we compete tomorrow? Is it still a one-on-one duel?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

The Palace Master said: "It was like this in previous years, I don't know if it will change this year."

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Sixteen people were promoted one to one, including the four members of the Killer League, a total of twenty people, and eight people were promoted in the melee, twenty-eight, and there will be fourteen groups tomorrow."

"Palace Master, Palace Master!"

Lingyin walked in quickly, "Someone quit the contest!"

"Who?" The Palace Mistress asked.

Lingyin said: "The Wushan sect seems to have been seriously injured in today's duel, and can't hold on right now, so they were sent back to the sect overnight for treatment."

Su Xiaoxiao murmured: "Then there will be twenty-seven people. How does this compare? Could it be that there is a lottery that directly advances?"

The palace lord recalled: "You said that, I remembered that in the year when my sister participated in the martial arts tournament, a similar situation happened. At that time, another one was promoted from the eliminated knights of the rivers and lakes, making up the number of people."

Su Xiaoxiao said: "It's hard to choose this year, those three fell off the ring together."

Wei Xu looked at Su Xiaoxiao and Wei Ting and said, "No matter what, tomorrow's battle needs to be treated carefully. Xiao Xiao, just do your best. Remember, nothing is more important than your safety."

Wei Liulang hugged his arm, and said coquettishly, "Father, what about me?"

Wei Xu: "If you can't beat him to death, beat him to death."

Wei Liulang: "..."

Several people returned to their respective houses to rest.

Su Xiaoxiao lay in Wei Ting's arms, and asked softly: "How do you feel? Are you okay tomorrow? If not, don't hold on."

Wei Ting tightened his arms, letting her delicate body stick close to him: "Don't say that you are not good at being a man!"

Su Xiaoxiao felt something, and her body froze: "Then you, don't, stay here, fine."

Wei Ting kissed her heavily, until he was out of breath and dizzy, and then reluctantly let go: "Are you alright?"

Su Xiaoxiao responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Wei Ting turned over and covered her under him, clasping her wrists with both hands: "If I take the first place, will the lady be rewarded?"

It's rare for Su Xiaoxiao not to be Su Dangdang.

She blinked and whispered something in his ear.

Wei Ting's breathing became chaotic, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You said this, don't go back on your word!"

Su Xiaoxiao pretended to be calm, held back her shame and nodded.

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The next day, everyone went to the viewing platform early.

The rules for the second round of martial arts competitions came out, neither an extra lottery for promotion, nor picking one of the knights of the rivers and lakes to make up the number.

It was a group of three, and the last one to stay in the ring advanced.

This suddenly filled the expectations of everyone in the audience.

The elders knew what they wanted to see too well, the duel between the three was exciting!

Bet, bet, bet desperately!

"What I want to watch most is the duel between Duan Muyun, the successor of the Jin family, and the swordsman from yesterday."

"No, I want them to separate, so there will be three good duels."

"Haven't you found out the name of that swordsman yet?"

"It seems to be called Pluto."

Pluto is the name of Jianghu, some are called by others, some are taken by oneself, which is similar to the black and white double evil of the Wushan School and the red lotus saint of the Lotus School.

Everyone didn't care how the title of Pluto came about, they just felt that the name of Pluto was well deserved based on the peak sword last night.

In the viewing platform of the Killer League, You Ming sneered disdainfully: "Hmph, Pluto, you are overestimating yourself."

His name is You Ming, and that person's name is Pluto, isn't it clear that he is riding on his head?

You Ming looked at Su Mo who was surrounded by all the fanatical spectators, and said slowly: "You'd better hold on longer, don't be eliminated in this round."

Qi Yao's eyes fell on Su Mo's face: "It's him..."

The four disciples of the Assassin League are Senior Brother Qi Yao, Third Senior Brother You Ming, Fourth Senior Brother Chen Yu, and Seventh Senior Brother Min Hao.

Su Mo walked out of the crowd, came to the lottery table, and said to Wei Ting, "Jiang Guanchao's disciples, only the second disciple has never met."

Wei Ting asked: "Did Su Xuan mention his second brother?"

Su Mo shook his head: "Not much to say, only that this person's whereabouts are hidden, more unpredictable than his."

"It's our time." Jing Yi reminded.

"I come first, I come first!" Wei Liulang squeezed to the front.

He drew number one.

"It's great to be the first to play! Let me see who the opponent is?"

Wei Ting said: "No one has drawn number one before."

Wei Liulang was a little disappointed: "That's it, then hurry up."

Su Xiaoxiao drew number three, and her opponents were the disciples of the Five Poison Sect and the Xiaoyao Sect.

Su Mo drew number six.

Wei Ting pointed forward with his eyes: "Your opponents are the disciples of the Qiqingmen and the seventh senior brother of Luosha."

Su Mo: "Very good."

After Jing Yi draws, it is Wei Ting.

When the two of them took out the signature, everyone was dumbfounded.

Wei Liulang murmured: "What are you doing... The three of us are in a group?"

This luck...is no one else!

The elder brother of Baihua Palace drew Chen Yu and You Ming from the Killer League.

The Sixth Junior Sister of Baihua Palace is in a group with the big brother Qi Yao of the Killer League and the disciples of Tian Yutang.

Lu Aotian looked at their lottery: "Tsk, what's the matter with you? All three groups are against the Killer League? What kind of fate?"

Jing Yi: "The situation of Huoshamen is not much stronger, your opponents are two disciples of Qianji Pavilion."

Lu Aotian: "..."

With the sound of gongs and drums, the competition began.

Wei Ting must enter the Golden Pavilion, because only he can memorize the contents of so many secret books.

Therefore, not surprisingly, he "eliminated" Wei Liulang and Jing Yi.

"Duanmuyun didn't show his true strength in this duel."

"It's really disappointing. He should still fight against a master like Zi Yihou."

Wei Liulang: "I just let him!"

Jing Yi: "Exactly!"

"cut!"

No one believed it.

Su Xiaoxiao's opponents are the disciples of the Five Poison Sect and the Xiaoyao Sect.

Du Xian'er died in Baihua Palace, this account is remembered by the Five Poison Sect, and it was Du Xian'er's senior sister who played today.

She said to the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect: "Let's work together to kill this obstructive guy first, and then you and I will have a fair duel!"

The Xiaoyao Sect disciple smiled lightly: "Okay."

Su Xiaoxiao put on silver silk gloves, and looked warily at the two who were rushing toward her.

The disciples of the Five Poison Sect shot out the poisonous silk.

The Xiaoyao Sect disciple also waved an organ umbrella at Su Xiaoxiao.

However, no one expected that the mechanism umbrella not only didn't hurt Su Xiaoxiao, but stretched it open in front of Su Xiaoxiao, stopping those poisonous silks for her.

Du Xian'er's senior sister Liu Mei frowned: "Can you be a little bit more accurate?"

The voice just fell.

The mechanism umbrella shot out countless hidden weapons, flying towards Du Xian'er's senior sister.

Du Xian'er's senior sister's expression changed, she stepped on one of the flying knives, did a backflip to avoid the hidden weapon, and landed on one knee on the edge of the ring.

She looked suspiciously at the Xiaoyao Sect disciple who was standing halfway: "You..."

A smile appeared on the handsome face of the Xiaoyao Sect disciple: "I suddenly feel that you are more of an eyesore."

Without hesitation, he killed Du Xian'er's senior sister.

Du Xian'er's senior sister was forced back again and again by him, and the poison was not effective.

Su Xiaoxiao watched the two of them fighting back and forth in front of her, with a dazed expression: Hello?

In Xiaoyaozong's viewing platform, the female disciple who offended the Palace Master yesterday has disappeared.

Ghost Ji raised her hand.

A handsome young disciple gently opened the bead curtain.

Gui Ji looked at the viewing platform of Baihua Palace from a distance.

Her gaze was too intense for the Palace Master to ignore, and he glanced at her expressionlessly.

Gui Ji smiled charmingly, and said with her lips: "Sister, are you satisfied?"

The disciples of the Five Poison Sect were defeated and kicked off the ring by the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, and then he came to fight Su Xiaoxiao.

But Su Xiaoxiao only made one move, and he fell to the ground on the spot: "The heir of the Jin family has a well-deserved reputation! I admit defeat!"

Su Xiaoxiao: "...!!!"

The Xiaoyao Sect is known as the Demon Sect on the island. Although the heirs of the Jin family failed to use their moves, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect wore red clothes, were as gorgeous as peaches and plums, and held a red organ umbrella. An ultimate visual feast.

Truly a feast for the eyes of all.

Next came the disciple of the Huo Sha Sect. His opponents were two disciples of Qianji Pavilion, one was a slave-killer, and the other was the nephew of the wife of the pavilion master.

Before going on stage, Lou Bufan confessed to killing slaves, showing mercy to his fellow disciples, and not going too far.

Killer remembered.

After playing, Shanu eliminated his fellow disciple with one move. He beat his fellow disciple until his nose was crooked and his mouth slanted. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Lu Aotian said to his disciples: "Admit defeat, admit defeat."

Don't beat me up, it's not worth it.

Huo Shamen admit defeat and exit.

Kill slaves to advance.

The slave-killer carried the injured colleague back to the viewing platform of Qianji Pavilion.

Lou Bufan's face was a little ugly.

The brother of the same door gritted his teeth: "Didn't the pavilion master tell you not to go too far? Look at what you have done!"

The slave-killer put the man down: "Is this too much?"

The senior brother from the same sect was furious, pointing at the junior who couldn't even stand still and said, "Isn't that too much? Then tell me what is too much?"

Killing the slave stabbed the man with a sword.

The senior brother from the same school stared dumbfounded at the long sword piercing his ribs: "You..."

"This is too much." The slave killer said confidently, "You asked me to tell you."

The senior brother of the same school fell down: you... uncle!

Little Fat Zhang, happy eating everyone.

On the last day of the double, those who still have monthly tickets, remember to clear the tickets.