Even Wang Ye, the owner of the Wang family who had not left for a long time, changed into a white long gown today, and stood quietly behind a group of monks and people watching the fun.

In order not to attract attention, the two of them didn't even say hello to Situ Tianxing, and they never thought of sitting on the viewing platform and choosing the best position.

They just want to watch this battle that is of great significance to the Wang family quietly without attracting attention.

These monks and the people watching the fun in Loulan City only know that monks from the Tianlong Holy Land are extremely good.

Only Wang Ye, who is the master of the Wang family, knows that the master of the Xingyuan is definitely not a simple character.

If you dare to build a new courtyard on the ruins of the Chen family, you can also help the city lord. It seems that it will not be worse than the young people in the Tianlong Holy Land.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to make a promise to Duanmu Qingyun and gave him the 20,000 spirit stones for the trial.

Although the Wang family may face anger from the Virgin Saint in the Deep Snow Mountain, he cannot let others attack the Chen family.

The butler standing behind him hesitated for a moment and asked quietly: "As the head of the family, you can go to the viewing platform to sit."

Wang Ye, who had a dark face, shook his head and said softly: "We can't attract attention."

After the butler was silent for a moment, he raised his eyes and looked at Duanmu Qingyun sitting quietly on the futon on the high platform.

It was discovered that even under the gaze of hundreds of people, this young monk from the Holy Land of Tianlong still maintained a calm face, not moved by the slightest comments under the high platform.

The city lord's mansion had previously reported the news of the Si Shi competition today, and half an hour has passed.

The legendary master of Xingyuan never appeared. The monks and the people under the high platform were talking about it. Some people said that the master of Xingyuan was even more respectful than the city lord.

After all, the city lord was already sitting upright on the viewing platform, quietly looking at the young man in white shirt on the platform, but the challenged protagonist has not arrived for a long time, which is inevitably unhappy.

The butler looked at Situ Tianxing on the viewing platform and couldn't help but ask softly: "Master, do you think the master of Xingyuan will come?"

Wang Ye snorted lightly and said coldly: "The City Lord has received the spirit stone from the Tianlong Holy Land, and that guy dared not not come."

In his opinion, Loulan was still Situ Tianxing, who was in charge of the family. Even if the master of Xingyuan had any background, he would not dare to give up the face of the Lord of Loulan City.

The butler frowned, and his white hair was blown away by the spring breeze, forcing him to reach out and take care of the messy hair on his forehead.

He said thoughtfully: "If the head of the family analysis, that guy really dared not not come. After all, he will still live in Loulan City in the future. Could it be that he can still save Lord Situ?"

While he was talking, a slight noise came from outside the gate of the city lord's mansion.

Then the sound of the carriage wheels rolling on the bluestone slab sounded, and the coachman shouted and asked the carriage to stop.

Before a moment, a black figure slowly walked in under the gaze of hundreds of people.

......

Outside Loulan City, in the morning breeze, two carriages were galloping lightly.

Meng Shentong, who received the spirit wine, brought Ping'an, Xiao Ling'er, Nalan Ruoyu and Chen Xiaoyan, and the group left Tianyun Mountain and came to Loulan.

Xiao Ling'er yelled to take Ping'an to eat the most famous beef noodles in Loulan City. Ping'an thought of going to see the eldest brother's new home here.

Meng Shentong thought of seeing his disciple again, but he wondered if he would have completed the fifth turn of the Phoenix Nirvana.

When he was about to enter the city with the spring breeze, he learned amazing news from the guards' chat that the owner of Loulan Xingyuan would accept a challenge from the monks of the Tianlong Holy Land at Si time.

Moreover, the lottery is 20,000 spirit stones, which is quite a large amount for the monks in Loulan City.

Does the owner of Xingyuan accept the challenge?

Meng Shentong's mouth moved and said to Nalan Ruoyu in the carriage behind him: "It seems that the guy has come back. Let's go to the city lord's mansion to watch the fun."

Nalan Ruoyu smiled angrily when she heard this: "Since this guy is back, he hasn't sent us a little letter!"

Meng Shentong sighed and said leisurely: "Maybe he wants to be alone for a few days, and he thinks we are too noisy."

Ping'an pulled his sleeve and smiled, "Grandpa Meng, is my elder brother back?"

Xiao Ling'er, who was sitting beside him, looked at him and shook her head, and said angrily: "Didn't you hear Grandpa Meng say, we are going to the city lord's mansion to watch the fun?"

Chen Xiaoyan in another carriage was shocked and looked at Nalan Ruoyu beside him and asked, "Master, has the eldest brother returned to Loulan?"

Nalan Ruoyu smiled faintly and said, "Let's go to the city lord's mansion to have a look, won't you know?"

......

Li Xiuyuan, who stepped into the city lord's mansion, was still wearing a black shirt that looked like night.

Looking at the young man sitting quietly on the platform from afar, he had the illusion that his opponent today was not a monk from the Tianlong Holy Land, but Gongye Wuji from Qiuyun Mountain.

Li Xiuyuan, who was under the high platform, felt a cold breath emitted from his opponent's body, which made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

This reminded him of the black snake under the abyss. Only the aura on the black snake was so cold and displeased.

Because he did not say hello to Situ Kaixing on the viewing platform, no one on the high platform knew that the boy in a black shirt was the owner of Xingyuan.

Even Duanmu Qingyun on the high platform, the master and servant of the Wang family hiding behind the crowd, and even more monks felt puzzled by the young man who suddenly came out.

Only Situ Tianxing on the high platform saw Li Xiuyuan walking slowly and communicated with him with eyes.

That means I watched it here and didn't dare to make trouble.

Li Xiuyuan nodded, walked around the crowd under the high platform, and was stunned by the debate among the crowd.

Step by step, walk up to the platform.

The master sitting next to Situ Tianxing quietly looked at Li Xiuyuan who was walking up the platform and couldn't help asking: "Sir, who do you think will win today?"

Situ Tianxing said lightly: "Of course it's my guest."

The master was stunned and said, "But he looks like a guy without spiritual veins?"

Situ Tianxing turned around and looked at him, and said quietly: "Because he is the master of Xingyuan."

The master suddenly thought of what the princess in Phoenix City and others said before, and suddenly shivered.

He whispered: "It seems that adults still have vision."

Li Xiuyuan walked up to the platform step by step and then saw a young man sitting on the futon.

In his eyes, the young man was like a dragon entrenched on a high platform. As long as someone dared to walk onto the high platform, he would become his prey.

He knew that the man came from the Holy Land of Tianlong. In order to challenge him to sit quietly outside the Apricot Garden for most of the spring, he also knew that the man was Duanmu Fei's senior brother.

In order to prevent accidents, Situ Tianxing asked the city lord's mansion to isolate the monks and the people who were watching the fun and were quarantining the high platform ten feet away, leaving enough space for the two people in the competition.

As Li Xiuyuan stepped up to the high platform step by step, the City Lord's Mansion clearly had no intention of intercepting him.

So, both the powerful and nobles on the viewing platform, the monks and common people under the platform, and the idle people climbing up the trees screamed.

No one expected that today's protagonist would have waited for nearly an hour by the owner of Xingyuan.

It turned out to be a fourteen-year-old boy.

The boy stepped up to the high platform step by step, like walking in the garden, without a trace of anger, which surprised the onlookers.

Duanmu Qingyun, sitting on the ground, watched the boy walk up to the platform, stood up and looked at him quietly.

A gust of wind blew the two of them.

One is white clothes and snow, and the other is as dark as night.

After waiting outside the apricot garden for most of the spring, Duanmu Qingyun, who had no complaints, never expected that his opponent was a boy without spiritual veins.

The boy didn't even have a trace of murderous aura when he came. If Li Xiuyuan hadn't had a calm and peaceful face, he would have even scolded him for not being able to come here with a guy like you.

Looking at this mortal boy, Duanmu Qingyun seemed a little angry.

He waited for most of the spring, but he didn't expect that what he waited for was just a boy without murderous aura.

What made him angry the most was not this, but why did such a young man ask him to give him a prize of 20,000 spirit stones before he was willing to come forward?

However, seeing that the city lord on the high platform was not famous for scolding him, he could not lose his manners.

Clearing his throat, Duanmu Qingyun asked quietly: "Are you the owner of Xingyuan?"

Li Xiuyuan nodded and replied quietly: "You can ask him."

After saying that, he turned around and bowed to Situ Tianxing on the viewing platform, which was considered to have completed the etiquette before the competition.

Duanmu Qingyun suddenly laughed and stretched out his hand to put away the futon on the ground.

He also turned around and bowed to Situ Tian on the high platform, and asked loudly: "Master Lord, what are the rules for today's competition? Can I make it?"

A scream sounded from the high platform, hundreds of people whispered about the incident for a moment, and then fell into a dead silence.

The boy walked onto the high platform shocked them. Judging from the attitude of the city lord on the viewing platform, it was obvious that he had known the boy who walked onto the high platform.

The owner of this legendary Xingyuan!

Everyone had previously speculated that the genius of the Holy Land would come to challenge the Lord of Loulan Xingyuan must be a cultivator who is comparable to the city lord and has a strong strength.

But I never expected that the last step onto the platform was a boy who was not separated from a mortal.

What shocked them was that such an inconspicuous boy was actually the owner of the Xingyuan Garden built on the ruins of the Chen family.

Could it be that the young man has a strong backer, so powerful that he is like the city lord, and he has to admit his existence?

For a moment, after some discussion on the monks watching the fun, thinking about the strength of the holy land, everyone no longer thought that the owner of Xingyuan could win today's competition.

Only the master and servant of the Wang family looked at the boy on the high platform and fell into silence.

Like the monks here, they had never seen the owner of Xingyuan before today.
To be continued...