Everyone walked over one after another and looked at the bamboo tube in front of them.
"The bamboo tubes have different colors. If you draw bamboo sticks of the same color, you will be your opponent."
The words from upstairs rang out, and the elder began to chatter again.
"You still have forty-eight people. In the first game, there will be twenty-four less. In the second game, there will be twelve less. In the third game, there will be six. In the fourth game, there will be only three. The final game will be the decision.
First"
While the elder was speaking, Luo Qingfeng had already taken out the bamboo stick.
When the elder who spoke saw this scene, his expression instantly became displeased, and he stared at her with thick eyebrows furrowed.
"Luo Qingfeng"
"Elder Xiao Qian."
Two voices sounded at the same time, and the elder who spoke suddenly changed his face, squirmed, and finally said nothing.
Hearing that indifferent voice, everyone looked around and saw Feng Jinghong looking at Luo Qingfeng with a doting look on his face.
He had always been serious about his words, and everything seemed like clouds in his eyes, but his eyes at this time were extremely soft.
Just like the winter sunshine, dazzling yet soft, like a warm current.
All this is just because of Luo Qingfeng
Everyone pursed their lips and said nothing in the end.
The imperial edict has been issued, what else can they say?
Although Feng Jinghong was favored by the Feng Emperor, he was just a sick boy in the end, so that didn't matter.
Sick seedlings and waste go well together.
As for Night Qing.
It must have been just an accident. It was simply impossible for Luo Qingfeng to become a genius.
"Let's draw lots." Xiao Lichuan said in a low voice with a gloomy face.
Don't say so much anymore, Luo Qingfeng has already drawn lots, so let's draw lots.
Only then did everyone reach out and pick up the bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube.
Luo Qingfeng lowered his eyes and looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.
red.
Many eyes fell on her, and when they saw the smile on her lips, they felt something in their hearts.
Luo Qingfeng did it on purpose just now, deliberately drawing lots while the elder was speaking.
They didn't know where this feeling came from, but after seeing Luo Qingfeng like this, such an idea suddenly came to their mind.
on purpose
Seeing the bamboo stick in Luo Qingfeng's hand, everyone looked at their own, and most of them sighed with regret.
Really, they were really unlucky not to meet Luo Qingfeng.
If this is the first time I meet Luo Qingfeng, I will definitely win.
There was no suspense in the first game at all
"Who is the red sign?"
"Really, I don't know who is so lucky to draw Luo Qingfeng."
"We are so lucky, but we are so unlucky."
"Fight, fight, no one has that kind of luck."
What everyone said was a look of regret and a sigh on his face.
In their opinion, meeting Luo Qingfeng is the luckiest thing.
If you meet a loser, there will be no suspense in the competition.
Isn’t the person who meets Luo Qingfeng a sure winner?
So good, so good
Seeing everyone's sighing and regretful expressions, Xia Yifeng lowered his head and touched his nose.
These people who have not met Qing Feng should be grateful. Fortunately, they have not met Qing Feng.
Otherwise, you can imagine their results.
It's a pity that these people are still envious.
I just hope that they can be so envious later on.
I don’t know which unlucky guy met Qing Feng in the first game.
It's really not ordinary, unlucky
"It's me."
Just when everyone was confused, a deep voice sounded, and a tall figure walked out of the crowd.