"Oh, Miss! Mr. Long is not an ordinary person. Others don't know it, so don't you know it? You must not..."
"Aw... I want Mr. Long to be the male host. I can get a lot of good things. I don't want a great mentor! The great mentor is a bastard!"
Murong Feixue had a headache due to the quarrel between the three women and the tiger. She could not help frowning, and said with a trace of irritability in her tone: "Don't listen to the wind or the rain! Have a good rest if you have time, the competition will start tomorrow!"
After saying that, Murong Feixue stood up, pushed aside the crowd, and returned to his bed to rest.
That night, she had an incredible dream.
In the dream, there were Dongfang Jin Ye and Long Zimo. They chased me without listening and called me supreme. Finally, I stopped in front of Long Ming. Long Ming pulled out the Long Yuan Shengxie Sword, and the sword light struck him.
Wherever they went, everyone was chopped to pieces. However, just as the sword energy stopped, Wang Chao Xi suddenly appeared. He left hand in hand with Long Ming. Only he was left standing there, standing alone. The nightmare reappeared, once again
I was suddenly attacked by that bastard Situ Longkong, and I suddenly woke up...
When I woke up, I saw that it was already bright. The little white tiger was shaking his clothes and saying vaguely: "It's about to compete, master, hurry up, hurry up..."
Murong Feixue just got up. When she went out, she saw that Xin Yue and Pan Niang had already gotten up with Huahua. Xin Yue and Pan Niang were also equipped and waiting for her at the door.
But before Murong Feixue could reach Xin Yue, Pan Niang, and Hua Hua, Xu Sheng trotted over from a distance. He panted and stood still beside Xin Yue, Pan Niang, and Hua Hua. He was also calm.
Waiting for Murong Feixue.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you from Wang Chaoxi's team?" Xin Yue and Pan Niang couldn't help but be surprised.
However, Xu Sheng chuckled and said awkwardly: "I, I heard that Young Master Long was unable to participate in Senior Sister Feixue's battle in the inner courtyard, so I wanted to come over and see if there was anything I could do to help...
"
Hearing this, Xin Yue, Pan Niang, and Hua Hua couldn't help but laugh, and praised Xu Sheng for being a person in Cao's camp and a heart in Han.
When Murong Feixue saw Xu Sheng waiting at the door, she was slightly startled. Xin Yue and Panniang hurriedly helped Xu Sheng explain to Murong Feixue.
"He wanted to come over and help, and it was a sign of sincerity..." Huahua also said with a very appreciative look. Although she could only see everyone off to the door and could not participate in the battle in the inner courtyard to help, it was good to be able to see everyone off.
Hearing this, Murong Feixue nodded and looked at everyone. Everyone was dressed more formally today.
Xin Yue was dressed in shining silver armor, armed from head to toe. She looked like a female general of the Yang family, full of heroic spirit. She also wore the Wuzi stainless steel sword she had given to her around her waist. It was the standard equipment of the Huanjian Palace.
Panniang, on the other hand, was wearing a blue gown, with a nine-foot lin whip used for taming animals wrapped around the layered skirt. She was carrying a small baggage on her back, which contained other tools for taming animals. It was also a magical gift.
Shuoshuo, everything is ready, all it needs is the east wind.
Only Xu Sheng, who has been studying in Chengxi Hall for more than a month, is almost intoxicated. His whole body exudes the smell of medicine. He has a medicine gourd on his waist and a medical box on his back.
Come on, the things in the box are jingling like a salesman.
