The big rooster rested its chin on its two wings, and looked intoxicatedly at Leng Mo, who was sitting upright on the viewing platform opposite. The beautiful boy who was always cold as ice gradually felt uncomfortable under that hot gaze, and turned his head to look around, but he never dreamed of that fiery The gaze comes from a chicken, or a rooster.
Zhou Ziruo said several words to the big rooster, but they were automatically blocked from the pink world by the big rooster who was moved by Chunxin. The corners of his mouth twitched after watching the second match until the third match between Wei Heng and Liu Nanqin start.
This duel was one of today's highlights, and it was even more interesting than the final match between Lu Lixiao and Feng Jing. Why do you ask? What do you need to say? It is impossible for Lu Lixiao to lose with the aura of the protagonist, dear!
Is it the third senior brother who is as gentle as water with a black belly or the second senior brother who is serious and steady and tough? Zhou Ziruo looked forward to it.
At the start of the competition, Wei Heng and Liu Nanqin stood opposite each other on both sides of the stage, both motionless. All the people watching the battle were stunned. After a long time, Wei Heng seemed to say something to Liu Nanqin, and saw Liu Nanqin smiled lightly, and replied. !
Hundred-style defender Heng won, and Liu Nanqin was kicked off the stage by him. Wei Heng's tall body moved, as if he wanted to go down to support him, but in the end he stayed on the stage. Liu Nanqin flew upside down for a certain distance, she was able to stand still, she showed a smile that always turns spring into rain, cupped her fists at Wei Heng on the stage, turned around and left gracefully.
Watching this competition, Zhou Ziruo's blood boiled with excitement. It turned out that it was so exciting for a master to meet an evenly matched opponent! Zhou Ziruo has admiration for the gentle and black-bellied third senior brother, and even more admiration for the strong and brave second senior brother, so he is very curious about the dialogue between the two on stage.
The big rooster looked at him with disgust, and said: "The tall and strong one said, 'You are not my opponent, I don't want to fight with you', and the handsome one said, 'How do you know if I can beat you if you don't fight? Dabiyousheng I will never surrender to anyone'."
"Damn it! Do you have good ears??" Zhou Ziruo was startled.
The big cock roared: "I have good eyesight and can read lips!"
It's hard to see that Liu Nanqin, who looks like aloof from the world, is so obsessed with winning the competition. Zhou Ziruo glanced at Liu Nanqin who was already sitting on the spectator stage chatting and laughing with others, then at Wei Heng who had just stepped off the stage, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "It's useless to be persistent, the winner of the big competition has already been decided by the screenwriter, even if there are variables." , that can only happen to the young master!
Zhou Ziruo felt that there was no need to watch the last match of the day, Feng Jing's cannon fodder was doomed. Sure enough, as soon as the fight started, Feng Jing's every move was suppressed by Lu Lixiao.
There was no suspense about the outcome, Zhou Ziruo got up and patted his butt, waiting for the match to go back to prepare for the next bye, but unexpectedly on the stage, Feng Jing's sword pierced Lu Lixiao's shoulder, blood spattered!
At that moment, Zhou Ziruo felt a cold hand tightly gripping his lungs, squeezing out all the air in his lungs! The next moment, he flew towards Lu Lixiao who fell off the stage.
Lu Lixiao stepped back again and again, using the scabbard to draw a long trail of sparks on the ground before finally supporting his body. Wei Heng, Liu Nanqin, Leng Mo, Qiu Cailing and many other disciples on the viewing platform all ran over and surrounded him nervously asking about his injuries.
Zhou Ziruo was blocked by the dark crowd and couldn't get in. He turned his head to look at the stage, Feng Jing looked at it coldly, with a smug and sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.
The head of the sect and several elders also came over, and the crowd gave way. Zhou Ziruo saw Lu Lixiao being supported by Leng Mo and Qiu Cailing from left to right. Although his face was pale, his expression was still calm, as if nothing had happened.
Qiu Xigui looked at Lu Lixiao seriously, and then at Feng Jing on the stage. Feng Jing's complacency gradually turned into panic, and he bowed and cupped his fists: "Master, master..."
"Brother..." Du Hanfeng called Qiu Xigui in a low voice.
Qiu Xigui frowned, turned his head and told his disciples: "Take Li Xiao down to treat the injury."
"Master, master, let's compete..." Feng Jing was anxious.
Qiu Xigui said in a deep voice: "The result of this competition is to be determined." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked up.
Lu Lixiao was helped away, and the head of the sect and several elders also left one after another. The huge arena soon became empty, leaving Zhou Ziruo alone.
A chicken wing patted Zhou Ziruo's shoulder, "Oh... Brother Xiao is a huge fan in Qingyang Mountain, no wonder you can't squeeze in, go see him later. Don't worry, the male protagonist has a strong halo, there won't be any …”
Zhou Ziruo suddenly turned around and grabbed the big cock with both hands and shook it violently: "Why why why?? How could the hero be kicked off the stage by cannon fodder?? What went wrong???"
"Are you the grandson of poor grandma! The corn in my stomach will be shaken out by you!" The big cock struggled dizzily.
According to Mu Qijun's speculation, the accident of today's competition may be caused by a program error that caused the plot to be disordered, or the plot may have changed as early as when someone entered the game. In short, all explanations are possible. In short, saying it is equal to not saying it , he couldn't figure it out.
Zhou Ziruo angrily plucked off the newly grown feathers on the chicken wings, and returned to Lu Lixiao's small courtyard with claw marks on his face. Lu Lixiao deserved to be the heartthrob of Qingyang Mountain. From a distance, Zhou Ziruo saw that the courtyard was full of disciples, half male and half male.
Uncle Yun Luo, the elder of the Shanyitang who was in charge of medical care at the door, bandaged Lu Lixiao's shoulder injury, prescribed medicine for external application and internal administration, and then told him some precautions, and then took the two children from the Shanyitang back to make medicine . It is said that the head of the sect and several elders have also come to see Lu Lixiao's injuries. At this moment, only Liu Nanqin, Wei Heng, Leng Mo and Qiu Cailing are left in Lu Lixiao's room.
As soon as Zhou Ziruo entered the door, he heard Qiu Cailing's indignant words coming from the dormitory: "Eldest brother is really unscrupulous in order to win, and I don't know where he learned the evil method! This time my father will definitely punish him severely!"
Girls, the plot is like a wild horse galloping and flying, everything is possible. Maybe the aura of the protagonist of your fourth senior brother is no longer bright
"Cai Ling, don't say that." Wei Heng warned sternly.
Qiu Cailing didn't say anything, but Liu Nanqin said: "At that moment, senior brother's move was extremely fast, I didn't pay much attention to it, but in retrospect, it was a bit weird. Fourth junior brother, you can clearly see how he hurt you ?”
After a moment of silence, Lu Lixiao's voice faintly resounded: "Brother doesn't use this technique."
"Oh? When did the elder brother practice the outer martial arts?"
Qiu Cailing couldn't help interjecting: "It must be to overcome the crooked ways that the fourth brother specially learned!"
"Cai Ling!"
"Second senior brother, that's right! Didn't you see the faces of my father and the other elders after he wounded fourth senior brother? If he used legitimate means, how could the result of this competition be determined, and he will have to fight against Leng tomorrow?" Only one match between junior and junior is counted?"
It turns out that Feng Jing will have a competition with Leng Mo tomorrow. Lu Lixiao was really the headmaster Qiu's favorite, even though he was kicked off the stage, the headmaster still didn't give up, and he wanted Feng Jing to win against Leng Mo again in order to win the competition.
Zhou Ziruo walked into the dormitory thinking that Qiu Xigui's partiality was obvious, and Qiu Cailing stood up from the stool immediately when he saw him: "What are you doing here?"
Zhou Zi smiled a little.
Didn't the person surnamed Lu tell you that my young master lives here this morning
"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, you are busy with business affairs, so you don't need to accompany me here, take your brothers and sisters back." Lu Lixiao said with a blank expression.
Qiu Cailing refused: "Fourth Senior Brother..."
"Go back, I want to rest." Lu Lixiao said.
Qiu Cailing pointed at Zhou Ziruo: "Why do you rest quietly when he is here?"
Zhou Ziruo hehe.
Why not? Why can't his surname Lu have a good rest here? Does she know how many nights he's been lying beside him
Qiu Cailing's acting like a baby never had much effect in front of Lu Lixiao, even though she was reluctant, she followed Wei Heng and the others in the end.
Before Leng Mo left, he specially walked to the bedside and told Lu Lixiao to pay attention to his injuries with concern and respect. Lu Lixiao smiled at him: "Senior brother is waiting for you in the semi-finals."
Zhou Ziruo curled his lips when he saw it.
Male lead, are you so sure that you have considered the feeling of your cannon fodder with big wet breasts? In case the plot master releases the beautiful boy tomorrow and is kicked off the stage by Brother Dashi, you will miss the semi-finals, you know? And it's obviously the top five, do you think the top four just ignored the young master
In an instant, everyone left, and the bedroom became quiet.
Lu Lixiao raised his uninjured hand and beckoned to Zhou Ziruo: "Come here."
"What are you doing?" Zhou Ziruo stood there vigilantly. He has already decided to eliminate all possibility of physical contact with the male protagonist, and sleep at night with three layers of quilts to separate them.
Lu Lixiao said: "My shoulder hurts a bit, help me sit up a bit."
"Shoulder pain? Why didn't you say it just now?" Zhou Ziruo ran over to grab Lu Lixiao's intact arm, and carefully helped him sit up.
Just as he was about to let go, Lu Li Xiao suddenly tightened the arms around his shoulders, tilting his head and biting lightly on his lips.
There was a "click" in Zhou Ziruo's head, and the line was disconnected all over the place. Lu Lixiao took him into his arms, kissed him on the forehead naturally, and said, "Don't worry, the injury is not serious."
Zhou Ziruo's mind went blank for a few moments before he realized it. Could it be that Lu Lixiao saw his eagerness when he rushed towards him on the field today
At that time, Lu Lixiao himself was injured, could he still notice him? Anytime, anywhere, even in crucial competitions, could it be that he is always distracted... paying attention to him
The author has something to say: Uh huh. . .
Sudden nosebleed, I don't know if it is caused by acute rhinitis. . .