Chapter 597: Who can laugh to the end (Thirteenth

The next time is probably the most leisurely thing that Xiao Han has traveled through time. He has nothing to do to practice and consolidate his realm, and then chat with a few beautiful women and drink a little wine. If he can't help but catch it, he will get into the room and make progress together.

Such a day is simply the most perfect in Xiao Han's life

"Grape"

"Master, the grapes are here"

"Don't want this, I want to eat red grapes." Xiao Han stared at Bai Mudan's plump front, drooling and laughed.

"Rogue" Bai Mudan slapped Xiao Han's head without hesitation, her pink face was blushing, and a hint of charm in her eyes.

How could the flesh that reached her mouth let her slip away? Xiao Han smiled and stretched out her hand. Bai Mudan was shocked and her body was involuntarily brought into her arms by Xiao Han, and her delicate buttocks fell on Xiao Han's big tui at once.

"Mudan, how long has it been since I favored you?" Xiao Han stopped Bai Mudan's slender waist and said with a look on his face.

"Master, you are so bad." Bai Mudan's face was so shy that she blushed and covered in clouds, like an ostrich burying her head in Xiao Han's arms.

"There are even worse." Xiao Han smiled and his fingers immediately drew blind dates with Bai Mudan's skin. The smooth feeling instantly ignited the fire in his heart.

"No, don't be here." Bai Mudan instinctively clamped her twin tui to resist the strange hand that broke into the defense line.

Xiao Han was unmoved and continued to go deeper. Bai Mudan could not resist the numb pleasure that came like a tide. She quickly gave up her resistance and let Xiao Han be careless.

Peony was moved, and Xiao Han was even more angry. He picked up Bai Mudan, rushed into the bedroom, and locked the door.

Soon, a moan like complaint and crying sounded in the room

I don’t know how long it took, but the stars outside the window were already trembling, and the lingering two people woke up.

Bai Mudan didn't know what was wrong with her. Her resistance was getting worse and worse. Today, she was like this and before she could do anything, she was caught by Xiao Han and was lingering.

This taste is so wonderful. Every time it gives her a different feeling, as if she is addicted.

"My mother, do you like me?"

"like"

"Where do you like?" Xiao Han** said.

"I like it everywhere." Bai Mudan's beautiful eyes trembled, her face was like a peach cheek, and her spring love was erect, which made Xiao Han unable to help but move his index finger again.

"Master, I can't do it anymore..." Feeling the enthusiasm in Xiao Han's eyes, Bai Mudan made a beggar for mercy.

"Hehe, let you go today." Xiao Han suppressed his heart and thought, Bai Mudan could not bear the attack, and he couldn't bear to hurt her body.

The day passed quickly and the day for the draw of martial arts competition has arrived.

The sixty young junior high school students who are required to attend are all over 1,000 years old. The five veins and the height difference trained by the elder group have also been consolidated at the lower level of the Little God level.

I was shocked if I didn't look at it. This Holy Alliance has a deep foundation. There are so many god-level masters who are thousands of years old. Among these sixty, five hundred years old accounts for one-third. And this is not all of this age group, and at most, there are only half of the number here.

Will Tongmeng be so stupid that he can't do his best to do his best? And there are many masters with special identities that they cannot participate in this martial arts competition.

There is no doubt that these people are all geniuses in the eyes of secular people, or even geniuses among geniuses.

Bai Ming'er woke up and didn't know what method to use to repair Ziyi. She was actually among the candidates for the martial arts competition. However, she did not stand in the team of the central lineage, but instead stood in the team of the southern lineage and became the leader of the team.

This made Costa's eyes pop out in anger, and he expressed serious protest to the elders' group.

But the protest was invalid because this was Bai Ming'er's personal choice. Although Costa was her adoptive father, Bai Ming'er lost to Xiu Ziyi in the martial arts competition. In theory, Bai Ming'er was Xiu Ziyi's maid. If she wanted to participate in the martial arts competition, she could only represent the southern lineage.

"Ziyi, Bai Ming'er's injury has not healed. Please let her participate in the competition. What if..." Wei Ziting quietly pulled Xiu Ziyi and asked.

"It's okay, she has taken three Shengsheng Creation Pills. As long as she is not lucky, it's not a big problem to deal with a competition after taking the fourth Shengsheng Creation Pills. By the second round, she will be completely recovered," Xiu Ziyi explained.

"The first round is to draw lots according to the team and follow the rules agreed in advance. In the southeast, west and north, we are playing against the eastern lineage. If we meet Youlong, it will be troublesome." Wei Ziting said with some concern.

"Then just give up and admit defeat. Anyway, everyone knows that Bai Ming'er's serious injury has not been cured, so no one will look down on her." Xiu Ziyi smiled.

Wei Ziting pointed, this is a solution. Anyway, this is not a shame. At least Bai Ming'er and Xiu Ziyi are in such a match. No one will think that Bai Ming'er is not good. At least she is not injured. It is definitely okay to enter the top ten. As for Youlong, who is stronger and weaker, it is hard to say.

Both are geniuses among geniuses, each with their own unique skills. Only after the written test can you know who is stronger.

"As long as you can't meet Youlong in the first round of lottery draw, there is still hope for Ming'er to win the first place," Xiao Han inserted his mouth and said.

"Well, Youlong is the strongest among the disciples of the Qing Dynasty. His cultivation aura is not inferior to Ming'er. If Ming'er does not use the forbidden technique to improve his cultivation, it will be difficult to beat him," said Wei Ziting.

"So, it's hard for Ming'er to get the first term?" Bai Mudan joined the discussion curiously.

"Any accident can happen in martial arts competition. It is too early to say who is the first. Maybe there will be a dark horse," Xiao Han said.

"What did you find?" The three women looked at Xiao Han in surprise.

"The fourth in the third row, her breathing is very strange. On the surface, she only has the strength of a mid-level little god level, but in fact, her cultivation is at least at the mid-level middle-level middle-level middle-level, hiding a great realm." Xiao Han quietly sent a voice to the three women.

"I know this contestant. He is an independent player from the northern lineage. He is recommended by Fu Chenfu Fu. He is called Piao Tianwen and is also a master. This time, the Tongmenghui martial arts competition is really hidden and lying on the tiger." Xiao Han said in another voice.

"This guy is named Ryan. I have seen him at Zixia Academy. He is a very mysterious student. The eldest elder recommends him to come here to communicate and learn." Xiu Ziyi said.

"There are still a few, although they are not as good as the two before, and they all have the potential of dark horses." Xiao Han looked at the contestants in six rows with interesting interest.

"If it weren't for Bai Ming'er, our southern lineage might have been at the bottom of this martial arts competition." Wei Ziting sighed. She was really inferior to the other four meridians in cultivating talents. Seeing the other four meridians emerge one by one, and her southern lineage could not produce any masters to compete with. This time, Bai Ming'er had to win back with this martial arts competition. This is really embarrassing.

"Haha, Tingting, don't say that, the Southern lineage is not without masters, it's just that there is no end."

"Are you talking about you?" Wei Ziting rolled her eyes, "You have the nerve to go down and bully those juniors?"

"What? Is my seniority very high?" Xiao Han smiled.

"Aren't your seniority high?" Xiu Ziyi giggled and glanced at Bai Mei secretly.

Xiao Han suddenly became discouraged. Bai Mei's seniority was even higher than Wei Ziting and Xiu Ziyi. He was the founder of the Natural God Sect, so his seniority was so higher than that of Wei Ziting.

"I'm not talking about me, you guys are not thinking about it."

"Not you, who else?"

Xiao Han smiled, hugged Bai Mudan in his arms, and said proudly: "There are also our little peony."

In public, Bai Mudan was hugged by Xiao Han, and her pink face turned red in shame and she tried her best to break free.

Wei Ziting and Xiu Ziyi both burst into laughter. Bai Mudan is indeed qualified to participate in the martial arts competition, and her cultivation level is definitely at the forefront. Although she may not be comparable to Bai Ming'er, Youlong and others, there is still great hope to compete for the top five.

The world is getting worse and the hearts of people are not as good as ever. Costa and others saw Xiao Han holding Bai Mudan into their arms in a reckless manner. Bai Mudan just blushed and could not see any angry look. The jealous light wanted to dismember Xiao Han on the spot.

When he saw Bai Ming'er standing in the southern lineage, Costa wanted to rush over and stuff him into the central lineage.

Jealous, surprised, and resentful eyes seemed to have a fate with Xiao Han. Mo Huaigu, who was pale, stared at Xiao Han tightly. The eyes that were not big were squeezed into triangle eyes. If it weren't for the lottery ceremony of the martial arts competition, he would never be willing to be under Xiao Han's roof.

The six teams participating in the competition were wearing six uniforms of different looks, and the southern lineage was naturally red and enthusiastic.

According to the order of the Elder Guards in the southeast, northwest, north and middle, the eastern lineage will face the southern lineage in the first round, the western lineage will face the northern lineage, and the central lineage will be with the Elder Guards.

The way to draw lots is very simple. Take turns to draw. If the other party is drawn, the other party will lose the qualification to draw lots. In this way, the last person does not need to draw lots and is directly matched.

In other words, there are only nine people who actually have the chance to draw lots. Whoever draws first will have the chance to draw five times.

This is also very simple. The captains of both sides draw lots once, and whoever wins will draw first. It's very fair. This is a gambling luck.

The captain of the eastern lineage is naturally Youlong, a disciple of the man in green. When he saw Bai Ming'er, he was like a hungry dog ​​seeing a bone, two green, and he wanted to swallow the other party in one bite.

Bai Ming'er's expression was neither sad nor happy, and she could not see her emotions.

"In the downstream Long, Miss Ming'er and the Purple-Clothing King were one step late in a competition. I wish I could not serve Miss Ming'er..." You Long said a lot, and his intention was obvious.

"Qingyi, are you trying to make a move on Ming'er?" The great elder Ao Long lowered his head slightly and asked the Qingyi people beside him.

"A beautiful lady is a gentleman. Although Qingyi is a master, this kind of thing is still difficult to interfere with. However, Long'er likes Bai Ming'er very much. I, as a master, are optimistic." The man in Qing smiled faintly.

"Bai Ming'er is carrying the bloodline of the God of Killing. This is probably what you want." Ao Long said with some resentment.

"What did the master say? Bai Ming'er is Xiao Han's man now. Do you think I can snatch someone from him?" The man in blue said slowly.

"You are too eager for quick success and immediate benefits, and the Tongmenghui has too many problems. You should try it slowly." Ao Long said angrily.

"Severe illness requires severe medicine. Looking at the entire Tongmenghui, no one can unify the Tongmenghui except the disciple and the City Lord Xiao," said the man in Qingyi.

"Do you think unification is that easy?" Ao Long said angrily, "Do you know, how many people will die?"

"A loose Tongmenghui cannot survive the great disaster. All the power of Tongmenghui must be concentrated. Master, you should understand this principle better than your disciples." said the man in Qingyi.

"Forget it, forgot, your wings are hard, I no longer have the ability to suppress you," Ao Long said, "You have reached some agreement with Xiao Han, right?"

"Yes, Master." The man in blue spoke out loud.

"Will he cooperate with you?" Ao Long said in disbelief.

"Strength is the basis of cooperation. I have this. He knows in his heart that he will get the greatest benefits when working with me." said Qingyi.

"A mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. You two will eventually have a battle. Are you confident that you can beat him?" Ao Long asked.

"Xiao Han is very mysterious. He is definitely not just the superficial power. At this stage, I have no conflict of interest with him. I can see who can laugh to the end," said the man in blue cautiously.

"His cultivation may not be as good as you, but his potential is far beyond you. If you don't get rid of him now, once his wings are getting bigger, you are likely to even eat your bones." Ao Long glanced at the man in green and reminded him.

"Is Master caring about the disciples?"

"You are my disciple, and I don't want to see the day when you die." Ao Long said.

"He and I don't have to fight to the death," the man in blue said quietly.

"Qingyi, do you want..." Ao Long stared at the man in Qingyi with an incredible look.
To be continued...