Amidst Zhuge Changqiu's voice, Chu Tianjiao was the last one to walk onto the stand.
Wearing an emerald green robe, she walked lazily and stood in the stands like a vibrant tree in spring.
"Today, the winners present will be divided into groups for the last time. In order to prove the fairness of this competition, we invite all contestants to draw their own groups on the spot!" Zhuge Changqiu waved his hand, and immediately there were men from the Xuanwu Alliance.
A wooden box containing foot-long bamboo sticks was placed in the center of the stand. "There are a total of twenty-six bamboo sticks in it, with groups one to nine written on them. Those who draw the same group will be the partners in the finals."
!”
fair?!
Chu Tianjiao glanced at the lottery box in the distance and curled his lips disdainfully.
"Little princess, do you think it's possible for us to be in the same group?!" Tian Yuanchuan, who was standing not far from her, quietly took a step toward her and spoke in a low voice.
Chu Tianjiao turned around and smiled innocently, "I think everything is possible!"
"Everything is possible?!" Tian Yuanchuan also raised the corners of his lips like her, and a strange brilliance flashed in his eyes exposed outside the mask, "Little princess, you are still so interesting!"
"Still?!" Chu Tianjiao understood in his heart, but his face deliberately made a puzzled gesture, "Have you ever met Young Master and me?!"
"Ha..." Tian Yuanchuan smiled lowly, "Everything is possible, isn't it?!"
The smile on Chu Tianjiao's face did not diminish, "That's right. It seems that I have heard of one thing. It was said that a man had a big watermelon in his belly, and his belly bulged and grew taller, just like a woman giving birth to a child.
It’s like I’m about to die, I don’t know about such a thing, Mr. Tian, have you ever heard of it?!”
If Chu Tianjiao was still doubtful before, now she is sure.
She had indeed seen this man. Not only had she met him, but she had also fought to the death with him.
Last year in Sanguan Town, he pretended to be He Lanji to lure her out of the city, and the two had a dangerous battle.
He is the Evil King with Thousand Faces!
However, it was only now that she found out that his name was Tian Yuanchuan, and that in addition to being the notorious Evil Lord with Thousand Faces in the world, he was also the future successor of the Tian family, a family of earth-based mystical arts.
Tian Yuanchuan's smile froze, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he returned to normal for a moment, "I have never heard of such a thing. I have heard that there are many swamps in the south, and many experienced mercenaries have died there.
, imagine a person, immersing his whole body in a smelly quagmire, even his mouth and nose are filled with smelly mud, that feeling must be very uncomfortable! "
During the battle with her that night, he accidentally ate watermelon seeds, and his stomach and internal organs were injured by that small melon seed. It took him half a year to recover. He had always loved meat, but for half a year he could only eat it.
Easy to digest liquid food.
Every time he saw others eating fish and meat, he could only hold a bowl and drink porridge. Tian Yuanchuan would gnash his teeth at the porridge bowl and swear again and again that when he regained his strength, he would go to the northwest to seek justice from her.
This time he temporarily changed his schedule to the Xuanwu Conference, and when he heard her name again, he had already made up his mind. This time, he would repay double the suffering he suffered the day before.
Chu Tianjiao heard the threat in his tone, but still had an innocent smile on his face.
"Really, Mr. Tian, you should be more careful. It would be a pity for a talent like you to die there and turn into stinking mud!" At this point, she deliberately stopped talking, "I forgot, you were originally
If you have practiced mud magic, you should really like turning into smelly mud!"