"Haha, Senior Brother, it seems there is nothing interesting to see. Ronger, why don't we go see it?"
Guo Mo laughed twice, covering up the embarrassment that didn't exist in the first place.
"Don't want to see it? Why not go? We came all the way here just to take a look at this 'Conference of Heroes of the World'?"
"Is it because I heard that Miss Mochou is here, so Brother Mo doesn't dare to go? How awesome, 'Leng Mochou'? I want to see how cold it is?"
Well, Guo Mo felt that he only had to ask one more question.
Chen Xuanfeng saw it from the side and quickly looked away.
He had seen Li Mochou with his own eyes, back in Jiangling City. Li Mochou came to the door excitedly, as if he was launching an attack to accuse her.
With her resentful and coquettish look, Chen Xuanfeng, who has a sharp eye, could certainly tell that this woman was "interesting" to Guo Mo.
When she heard that Guo Mo was married and that a child was about to be born, this Mochou girl decisively left and never appeared again.
It was also by chance that Chen Xuanfeng "accidentally" mentioned this person in front of his junior sister. Huang Rongcai remembered this incident in her heart.
Unexpectedly, after many years, this woman named Li Mochou appeared again, and she had become a "female Taoist nun"?
Why is this?
She seems to be the adopted daughter of Shi Miyuan, the chief official of the Song Dynasty. Why would she want to become a Taoist nun?
Is it because...
Chen Xuanfeng's eyes slanted away, but his mind was full of gossip information.
A night without words——
He really didn't say anything. Huang Rong seemed to attach some importance to tomorrow's "meeting" and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.
Early the next morning, Guo Mo rarely stayed in bed.
However, Huang Rong got up early, washed and ate calmly, without even saying hello to Guo Mo.
It wasn't until Chen Xuanfeng came to call Guo Mo that he had to start whining.
"Rong'er, after traveling for so many days, why don't you get up so early if you don't want to sleep a little longer?"
morning?
Chen Xuanfeng raised his head and glanced at the sun, which was rising so high, but the lobby of "Yunlai Inn" was empty.
The guests staying in the hotel had already had breakfast and went to watch the competition in the ring.
Today is the last day, and it ends at noon.
The "World Heroes Conference" is coming to an end, and the most intense and exciting moment is about to come.
I wonder what other powerful characters will appear. Can "Leng Mochou" finally win the championship?
It is said that many gambling houses in Zhongdu City opened their handicaps overnight last night.
If you win by buying "Leng Mochou", the odds are 1 to 2;
If you buy "Leng Mochou" and lose, the odds are 10 to 1.
It seems that "Leng Mochou" has left a deep impression on everyone in yesterday's competition, and more people are optimistic that she will win the championship.
"Elder brother, how about we go first?"
Huang Rong ignored Guo Mo and instead said to Chen Xuanfeng.
"Rong'er, I'll be right away, I'll finish washing up soon -"
When Guo Mo saw that the momentum was not right, he hurriedly finished washing at a speed several times faster than usual.
A piece of breakfast was stuffed into his stomach in the blink of an eye.
Especially the bowl of rice porridge, which is almost poured directly into it.
Chen Xuanfeng, who was standing next to him, was stunned.
Is it possible that a person with high martial arts skills can be so vigorous even after having breakfast?
The arena is not far from "Yunlai Inn", only two streets away to the north.
The three of them, Guo Mo, did not ride horses, but simply walked as carriages and walked to the ring at a leisurely pace.
This stretch of road is familiar to both Guo Mo and Huang Rong.
Five and a half years ago, it was a stormy early spring.
It was here that Guo Mo and the others fought a battle with the Jin soldiers, and they were killed from the south gate of the Central Capital City.
And Bao Xiruo, that poor man with a tragic fate, also died in the blood-stained streets here.
Today's arena is far more formal than Mu Nianci's "competition to recruit a bride" arena back then.
As soon as the three of them turned around the street, they saw that the wide square in the middle of the street was already crowded with people, and enthusiastic cheers erupted from time to time.
It's already one o'clock, and today's arena has been open for half an hour.
Guo Mo looked far into the distance and saw a six-foot-square arena built in the middle of the street, one foot to eight feet high, but there were no stairs.
It seems that people without any real ability can't even get into this arena.
The arena is made of strong square logs, connected with large iron nails in the middle, and surrounded by iron chains as thick as a child's arm.
On each side of the arena, there are four logs as thick as buckets, which are buried deep in the ground and fixed.
In such a ring, you can perform all kinds of hard and soft skills. For skilled riders, you can even engage in horse fighting on it.
Sitting north and facing south, a grandstand was built on the east and south side of the ring, about three feet away.
The stands are not big, smaller than half the arena.
In the stands, apart from the Mongolian sergeants guarding both sides, there were five people sitting in the center.
Guo Mo took a closer look and found that he could actually recognize four of these five people.
Sitting in the middle was Ogodei, the third son of Genghis Khan Temujin and the popular candidate to be the next Great Khan of Mongolia.
Wo Kuotai is thirty-eight or nine years old this year. He is in the prime of life, but he has already gained some weight and is full of energy.
Next to Wokuotai, sitting on his left hand side was an old man who was nearly sixty years old.
Guo Mo recognized him at a glance, it was the "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng whom he had not seen for two or three years.
Regarding Ouyang Feng, Guo Mo can't talk about his likes and dislikes. Although he is considered hostile, as long as the other party does not provoke him, Guo Mo may not fight with him to the death.
Sitting on the right side of Wokuotai is a Taoist Quanzhen, who is in his fifties, full of energy, and his eyes are like lamps.
It was Qiu Chuji, the "Changchunzi" who was the face of Quanzhen Sect and one of the "Seven Sons of Quanzhen".
The Quanzhen sect is located in the north, within the Kingdom of Jin, but it has fought against the Jin with all its strength for many years.
In terms of resisting gold, they had the same hatred as Mongolia, so they actually sent Qiu Chuji to come in person.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, there is also his favorite disciple Zhen Zhibing, but after emerging in the competition yesterday, he was defeated by Li Mochou.
In fact, Zhen Zhibing felt a little aggrieved by his defeat. In the battle with Li Mochou, the two of them competed in swordsmanship.
Zhen Zhibing's "Quan Zhen Sword Technique", which was invincible, was only able to parry in front of Li Mochou and had no power to fight back.
How could he have imagined that the "Jade Girl Sword Technique" used by Li Mochou was originally the nemesis sword technique developed by Lin Chaoying, a generation of strange people, specifically for the "Quan Zhen Sword Technique".
"Changchunzi" Qiu Chuji, of course saw the secret behind it. Although he couldn't understand why such a set of swordsmanship appeared in the world, he didn't blame his apprentice too much.
I just told him to practice diligently in the future. After the "Quan Zhen Xin Technique" is completed, even if he faces this kind of sword technique to restrain himself again, he will be able to defeat it with force.
What Qiu Chuji said was true, but he didn't know that Li Mochou's internal strength was much better than Zhen Zhibing's.
On the day when Zhen Zhibing's "Quan Zhenxin Dharma" was achieved, who knew how many streets he would be thrown out of?
In the center of the stand, sitting at the left and right ends, were two monks.
The one on the far left is none other than the first Zen Master of Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, Wuwu, whom Guo Mo had met once in Shaolin Temple.
The one sitting on the far right, next to Qiu Chuji, was a Buddhist monk.
I don’t know what kind of skill he had practiced, but his face was stiff, as if he was wearing a human skin mask, and his two white eyebrows drooped at the corners of his eyes, revealing a fierce look in his eyes.
"Get out of the way, another one flies down -"
There was a sudden commotion among the crowd in front.
Then I saw a burly man flying down from the ring. Looking at his posture when he came down, I knew that he didn't jump down by himself, but was knocked down by someone.
Fortunately, the person who did it was merciful and the injury was not serious.
Before landing on the ground, this man did a somersault and landed on his feet, but he also "thumped" and took seven or eight steps back before he could stand firm.
"Thank you Fairy for showing mercy——"
This man raised his fist towards the stage, turned around, separated the crowd, and went back and forth from where he came.
Guo Mo, who has sharp eyes, clearly saw that the man's left arm was covered with a layer of white frost.
Just judging from the extent, it shouldn't cause too much damage. It seems that the person on the stage really held back.
"Ice Cotton Palm"? How could Li Mochou know this "Ice Cotton Palm"? Could it be that she and Ouyang Ke were together?
Guo Mo had questions in his mind.
At this time, he discovered that two Mongolian sergeants hurriedly followed the burly man in the direction he left. After catching up with the man, they nodded and bowed and said something.
Guo Mo immediately understood Genghis Khan's intention in convening this "Conference of Heroes of the World". Is this to bring all the heroes of the world under my control?
Looking back at the ring, there is a female crown standing, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, holding a dust in her hand, and carrying a sword on her back. Who is it if it's not Li Mochou?
We haven't seen each other for two or three years. Li Mochou is now a little more calm than before. Although there is no murderous look on his face, he is also cold and keeps others away from him thousands of miles away.
"Are the ancient tomb sect's techniques really so evil?"
Guo Mo cursed secretly in his heart.
Li Mochou was indeed using the "Ice Cotton Palm". She got it from Ouyang Ke that year, and she regarded it as a treasure.
After practicing diligently in the past two or three years, coupled with various unique skills of the Tomb Sect, I had another blessing especially last year.
In her hand, the "Ice Spongy Palm" was even more powerful than when Ouyang Ke used it.
Yesterday, "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng was a little surprised when he saw Li Mochou using "Ice Sponge Palm" for the first time in the stands.
However, at that time, Ouyang Ke felt that he was too embarrassed and did not dare to tell his uncle about the loss of the "Ice Spongy Palm" secret book.
Therefore, although Ouyang Feng was surprised, he could only think that there was another descendant of "Ice Spreading Palm", and he even thought that he might be someone from the Ming Cult.
Not only was he not hostile to Li Mochou, but he was thinking, should he protect him?
"All the heroes in the world, is there anyone on stage? This girl has won four games in a row today. If no one is on stage, she will be the final winner of this 'World Heroes Conference'."
"Everyone, please keep your eyes peeled, that's today's prize - the 'Chengying' sword!"
At this time, a man dressed as a Mongolian officer appeared on the ring and shouted loudly to everyone in the audience.
Sure enough, behind the middle of the ring, a pole more than ten feet high rose up, with a sword hanging horizontally on the top of the pole.
It's hard to see clearly from a distance, but from the appearance of the scabbard, you can tell it's an ancient sword.
The appearance of the "Chengying" sword caused another commotion. Who in the martial arts community would not be jealous?
However, looking at the 18-foot-high arena, and thinking about those people who were knocked off the arena by Li Mochou, every one of them has died down.
"Is there anyone else on the stage? If no one is on the stage, I will announce that today's 'Chengying' sword will be the final winner..."
"Wait a minute -"
Suddenly, a sweet cry came from the southwest corner of the crowd. The voice was crisp, and one knew it was a young woman.
Before the voice fell, I saw a red figure rising in the sky. It was so far away that I thought someone was flying in the sky.
In fact, it was the woman who stepped on the heads or shoulders of everyone and used her strength to jump up and down the ring.
"Wait a moment, General, there is still some time before noon, how can it end early? This little girl is not talented, so come and compete for this 'Chengying' sword."
"Wow - so beautiful. This woman is even more beautiful than 'Leng Mochou'!"
——This is a crazy fan who "falls in love at first sight" with the woman in red.
"Who said that? I still like Mochou in our family. That's not called 'cold'. It's a beauty you can never appreciate."
——This is a die-hard fan who is "absolutely infatuated" with Li Mochou.
"In my opinion, this woman in red has a dashing and heroic appearance, a woman's eyebrows, and the style of a northwest ranger. She deserves the word 'Sa'."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! - This is an objectivist who tries to put a bowl of water on the table.
As soon as the woman in red came on stage, three people recognized her among the people watching.
The first one is the "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng.
"Why is this girl here? Is she here to participate in the 'World Heroes Conference'? Or is she here to... take a look at her little son-in-law in advance?"
"Western Poison" Ouyang Feng bowed slightly, moved closer to Wokuotai, and whispered.
"Wo Kuotai Khan, this woman in red is my niece—Murong Yan."
Wo Kuotai's eyes lit up and he stared at his prospective daughter-in-law.
When Ouyang Feng proposed marriage to him before, Wo Kuotai didn't take it seriously and just regarded it as a deal.
Mongolian men have so many wives and concubines that finding another wife for their son is not a big deal.
However, after seeing Murong Yan in person, Wo Kuotai believed that Ouyang Feng had not lied to him. This Murong Yan was indeed worthy of the words "beautiful city and country".
She is worthy of having the blood of the Xianbei royal family in her body, but isn't it a pity that such a beautiful woman gave her that son?
The other two people who recognized them were of course Guo Mo and Huang Rong.
"Gee, Brother Mo, look who's here? If the two of them fight, who will you feel sorry for?"
Seeing Murong Yan's appearance, Huang Rong was much more energetic than before. She no longer "played tricks" with Guo Mo and actually took the initiative to talk to him.
"Little junior sister, do you know this woman in red?"
Chen Xuanfeng, who was next to him, didn't understand what was going on and was confused.
"Elder brother, let me introduce you to the beautiful lady on the stage. You know her. She was our young master's old 'friend' many years ago."
"And the person who just flew onto the stage is not an outsider. She is the daughter-in-law chosen by our young master. She has already met her parents, and I witnessed it with my own eyes."
Well, who can stand Huang Rong's half-jealous, half-ridiculous remarks?
She clearly knew what was going on with Murong Yan, but she said this in front of Chen Xuanfeng. Guo Mo could only smile helplessly.
I thought to myself, this Zhongdu City is really a place I shouldn’t come to, and nothing good happens every time I come here.
Can I really still build a capital here in the future?
"This...hehe...Brother Guo, you...are very good..."
Unexpectedly, Huang Rong said such words, Chen Xuanfeng was so confused that he didn't know how to answer the question.
At this time, the two women on the ring announced each other's names, clasped their fists and saluted, and they were fighting together.
One envoy's secret skill from the Western Regions is "Ice Spreading Palm", and another envoy's family-inherited magical skill "Shenzhen Zhi";
One is wearing a bright red dress, and the other is wearing a moon-white Taoist robe.
When these two people fight together, it's a beautiful scene.
A layman watching the fun——
The appearance, figure, and clothing of these two people, once you stand there, you will see two beautiful scenery. Although one is "cold" and the other is "sassy", they are equally beautiful and moving.
Not to mention, like now, when the two of them are shaking and fighting together, it doesn't look like they are competing in martial arts, but more like dancing.
An insider’s guide——
Li Mochou has already competed in several games in the ring. She has won consecutive victories. She also uses the "Ice Spreading Palm" and has to fight against each other.
Now that Li Mochou and Murong Yan are fighting together, everyone can see the power of Li Mochou's "Ice Palm".
"It turns out that this girl's 'Ice Palm' is even better than Bike'er!"
"Yan'er's 'Shenzhen Zhi' has also reached a certain level. Compared with me, the only difference is the heat."
"Western Poison" Ouyang Feng may be the most familiar with these two martial arts among everyone present, and he is also the most qualified to judge.
Even now, in his heart, he regards these two women as his own, just like watching his two juniors compete in skills.
"Forget it about Yan'er. Li Mochou, this girl, should go back and ask her if she can return to secular life and become a wife for Ke'er, so that he can feel at ease."
"Western Poison" Ouyang Feng had this idea, and he couldn't help but move towards Li Mochou, thinking that she could win the final victory and seize the "Chengying" sword.
The two women fought for a hundred rounds, with no winner or loser.
Murong Yan's "Joining Fingers" is even more sophisticated. After all, it was an improved technique by Murong's old family leader, and it has reached the level of "half-step innateness".
However, Li Mochou's "Ice Spreading Palm" was more suitable for her own martial arts. In addition, the ancient tomb sect's body skills were obviously superior, so the two of them fought in a draw.
"Brother Mo, do you see anything?"
Huang Rong and the others had already squeezed their way to the front of the crowd, only three to four feet away from the ring.
"This Li Mochou is a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect. She must have discovered the stone carvings of the 'Nine Yin Manual' in the ancient tomb."
Guo Mo knew what Huang Rong meant. Both of them had learned the complete "Nine Yin Manual", but Guo Mo knew that Wang Chongyang left part of the stone carvings of the "Nine Yin Manual" in the ancient tomb.
With the addition of the "Nine Yin Manual", Li Mochou suddenly jumped from a second-rate master to a first-rate player in less than three years.
"You and I are indistinguishable in terms of fists and kicks, but do you dare to compete with me in weapons?"
After beating, Murong Yan jumped out of the circle and drew out the "Xiao Lian" sword on her back.
"Hmph, it's just a 'night training' sword, look at my -"
Li Mochou didn't show any weakness, she stretched out her arm and pulled out her "Hanguang" sword with a "cang clang" sound.
The three swords of Emperor Shang are the top grade "Han Guang", the middle grade "Cheng Ying" and the bottom grade "Xiao Lian".
Unexpectedly, these two women actually had one hand, and the other "Chengying" was hanging high above the ring.
"Wow - are those the 'Hanguang' sword and the 'Xiaolian' sword?"
"This trip is really worthwhile. I get to see the Three Swords of Emperor Shang and reunite in the human world again——"
There are many heroes in the world, but there are always those who are knowledgeable.
Even the people in the stands couldn't help but be a little jealous. Due to their status, they all sat upright, each thinking about their own thoughts.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Li Mochou uses the ancient tomb sect's unique skill "Jade Girl Sword Technique". After practicing for more than ten years, she has become proficient in it and is just around the corner.
What Murong Yan used was naturally the secret skill of the Murong family, the swordsmanship created by Murong Longcheng, the prodigy of the Murong family - "Longcheng Swordsmanship".
The two men moved their weapons with a more chilling air than before, and the audience in the audience could not help but feel their hearts in their throats.
"Elder brother, look at the two of them, who is smarter?"
Huang Rong asked Chen Xuanfeng next to her. Although Huang Rong's martial arts had surpassed Chen Xuanfeng's, her vision was not as good as that of her senior brother.
"From Lao Chen's point of view, these two are evenly matched, but the woman in red has more exquisite swordsmanship. If she can fight for three hundred moves, she has a greater chance of winning."
Three hundred moves? It's too late.
According to the regulations of this arena, no one is allowed to enter the stage after noon.
Originally, Huang Rong just came to watch the excitement and didn't expect to go on stage.
Unexpectedly, I met two women on the stage. Each of them had a sword belonging to Emperor Shang, and the other "Chengying" sword was hanging on the stage.
In such a situation, can you make Huang Rong have no idea?
“Brother Mo, lend me your ‘Chixiao’ sword—”
When Guo Mo saw Huang Rong asking him to borrow the "Red Sky" sword, he knew that she wanted to go on stage and immediately offered the "Red Sky" sword to her.
That can't be neglected. Who knows what else she can say?
She didn't even dare to tell her to "be more careful", for fear of provoking this aunt again.
It was almost noon. After the two women on the stage changed their weapons, they fought for more than a hundred rounds, with no winner or loser.
The audience in the audience were a little tired from watching and shouting.
Not everyone can understand it, not to mention the movement skills of these two women are so fast.
At this moment, Huang Rong moved.
Under the stimulation of "Wuwu Divine Art", "Lingbo Weibu" started walking, and another "Nine Spiral Shadows" appeared. Before everyone could understand what was going on, a yellow figure appeared on the ring.
"Wow——"
After a long while, thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience.
"Brother, brother, what happened just now? Why does it seem like someone passed by?"
"Brother, brother, didn't you see? Isn't there one more person in the ring?"
"Wow - another beauty! No, this one is a fairy, the two before are the beauties."
Why does this voice sound familiar?
Oh, by the way, this is the crazy fan who "fell in love at first sight" when Murong Yan first came on stage?
How long has it been since then, and it’s “love at first sight” again?
"Brother Guo, when did my junior sister's Qing Gong become so powerful? What state is she in now?"
Although he knew that Huang Rong's kung fu had surpassed his own, Chen Xuanfeng was still not clear about what level he had reached.
"Hey, you never forget to 'show off' your body skills? Senior brother, Rong'er has just broken through to the 'half-step peak', and his kung fu is still far away."
Guo Mo said leisurely.
Chen Xuanfeng seemed to have an extra black line on his head.
"Does everyone in your family talk like this? What does it mean to break through to 'half-step to the top'? So, do I, the senior brother who is twice as old, still want to live?"
Chen Xuanfeng felt very hurt. Why did he have to be with these two people?
"who?--"
Huang Rong stepped onto the ring, and there was a commotion below, which also alarmed the two people on the ring and the five spectators in the east stands.
"Who is this? How can he be so charming?"
It was Wo Kuotai who asked the question first.
Logically speaking, three of the five people in the stands should have seen Huang Rong.
However, "Changchunzi" Qiu Chuji was unwilling to reveal her identity personally out of protection for Huang Rong.
Zen Master Wuwang of Shaolin Temple did not have a close relationship with Huang Rong, and because Huang Rong was disguised as a man at that time, he did not recognize her for a while.
"Haha, Wo Kuotai Khan, you should have heard about this woman. She is the owner of 'Peach Blossom Island', Huang Rong, the daughter of 'Dongxie' Huang Yaoshi, and the wife of Guo Mo, the 'King of Yan' in the Song Dynasty.
, in other words, this is the 'Princess Yan' of the Song Dynasty."
"Western Poison" Ouyang Feng didn't expect Huang Rong to come on stage at this time, so he looked around to see if Guo Mo was coming with him or "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi.
Ouyang Feng had received information from the Murong family and knew that Huang Yaoshi had escaped from danger and had greatly improved his skills, no less than his own.
Murong's old family leader even reached a verbal agreement with Guo Mo to help each other in offense and defense.
However, the old head of the Murong family can only represent the Murong family, but may not fully represent Ouyang Feng's wishes.
When it is beneficial to me, I am a member of the Murong family. If my ideas are contrary to my own, I will be embarrassed because I am still Ouyang Feng.
"Oh, it's actually her? I wonder if that 'King Yan' has also entered Zhongdu City?"
Wokuotai seemed to be talking to himself. He called over a soldier and whispered a few words in his ear. The soldier got off the stand and disappeared into the crowd.
"Changchunzi" Qiu Chuji frowned, Qiu Chuji really heard what Wokuotai whispered to the soldiers.
Ogedei ordered his soldiers to quickly report the news that Guo Mo might come to Zhongdu to Genghis Khan, so that Temujin could make an early decision.
Although Qiu Chuji was worried in his heart, he didn't show it on the surface.
He knew that among the five people in this stand, he could only possibly deal with Wo Kuotai.
The remaining few people, whether it is "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng or the two monks, I am afraid that they may not be able to get an advantage.
As soon as Huang Rong came on stage, Murong Yan and Li Mochou, who were fighting fiercely, also stopped fighting, jumped out of the circle, and swung their swords to protect the door.
"Sister? Why are you here? Guo... did you come to Zhongdu alone?"
When Murong Yan discovered that it was Huang Rong who was on stage, she was startled for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face, but her eyes unconsciously glanced towards the audience.
Li Mochou fought a little too long today. She defeated four people in a row and competed with Murong Yan for more than 200 rounds with fists, kicks, and weapons.
Now seeing another woman on stage, Li Mochou, as a woman, couldn't help but applaud Huang Rong's appearance.
What kind of water and soil created such a handsome and graceful person?
Wearing a goose-yellow dress, she further accentuates her proud figure, her hair is styled casually, and her smile is so smart and natural.
Especially the pair of talking eyes, revealing three parts of cunning, three parts of bright, three parts of playful, and one part of charming.
Even though his whole body exudes the aura of a peerless warrior, even though he holds a murderous weapon on the battlefield, how can he cover up the word "pretty" all over his body?
"Who are you? - Are you Huang Rong?"
Although Li Mochou was surprised by this woman's appearance, she found that she had never seen this person before. As soon as she asked the question, she saw the sword in her hand clearly.
The "Red Sky" sword - she was so familiar with it, she had given it to that person herself.
Now that the "Red Sky" sword appears in this woman's hands, and with her figure and appearance, if she is not that man's wife, who can she be?
After Li Mochou finished speaking, her eyes unconsciously glanced towards the crowd in the audience.
The actions of these two people could not escape Huang Rong's eyes at all.
Although Huang Rong also knew that nothing had ever happened between her husband and the two people in front of her, it was just the other party's wishful thinking at best.
However, he saw that these two women were still "thinking about" their husbands in front of him in public.
In addition to a hint of anger and amusement, there was also a hint of pride and joy for no apparent reason.
"Hmph, I am Huang Rong. When I get on the stage, I naturally have to take the 'Chengying' sword above. Do you two have any objections?"
Listen, arrogant? Overbearing?
To be able to say it so confidently and so lightly.
Guo Mo heard it from below and couldn't believe it. Is this still the Ronger he knew?
"Sister, although I also want you to do it, it is just a sword after all. Unfortunately, this is an arena after all, and we have to follow the rules."
After listening to Huang Rong's words, Murong Yan's expression changed again and again, and finally she gritted her teeth and made a decision.
"I have heard for a long time that the secret knowledge of 'Peach Blossom Island' has been famous in the world for many years. Today, the current leader of the 'Ancient Tomb Sect', Li Mochou, is here to ask for advice."
After two days of fighting in the ring, Li Mochou announced herself as the "Tomb Sect" for the first time, and she was still the leader of the sect.
Li Mochou's words surprised Guo Mo and Qiu Chuji. They were the only two people present who knew what the "Ancient Tomb Sect" she meant.
"Hmph, then stop talking nonsense and let's see the truth under the sword."
"You two have been fighting for a long time. People from 'Peach Blossom Island' don't want to take advantage of this. You two, come together -"