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Chapter 1200 You better not fall into my hands!

Seeing everyone lost their minds, the elders upstairs had the urge to cover their faces.

These bastards, they had all finished competing before they came back to their senses

Originally I wanted to watch Luo Qingfeng's show, but it turned out

"Come here and sit down." Vicissitudes of life's voice sounded.

Luo Qingfeng heard the sound, turned around and saw Xiao Su pointing to the place next to him.

After glancing at Xiao Su, Luo Qingfeng walked over and sat down next to him calmly.

When everyone upstairs saw this scene, many people frowned.

Xiao Su.

"Little girl, it seems I was right." Isn't this the bloodline left by someone outside?

Isn't Xiao Mei's daughter the bloodline left behind?

"What?" Luo Qingfeng asked in confusion. Did he say something?

Xiao Su looked at her and then shook his head.

"fine."

Who did this girl inherit her temper from?

Too cold.

"This is the second round of bamboo sticks. Do you want to draw first?" Xiao Su pointed to the bamboo tube in front of him.

Anyway, she has already won, even if she draws lots, it doesn't matter.

Luo Qingfeng turned to look at him and glanced around.

"There is a row of long tables here to watch the competition up close." It's not just about strength, it's also about talent.

Although Jun Mengxiao is only a second-level spiritual king, his strength is definitely not weak.

"You guessed it right." Besides this, what else is there?

Luo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, then reached out and took out the bamboo stick from the bamboo tube.

After taking one look, she placed the bamboo stick on the ring and glanced between the rings.

The most important thing in this test is the people of the Xiao family. There are only a few of the four major spiritual master families.

"This is a test of the Xiao family, not a competition between the four major families of spiritual masters. Naturally, there won't be too many people from other races." Xiao Su's voice rang in his ears.

When Luo Qingfeng heard this, she withdrew her eyes.

She had heard of the "competition between the four major families of spiritual masters".

According to legend, there is a big competition between the four major families of spiritual masters every ten years. The competition is divided into age groups, and every ten years is a stage.

One stage is from under thirty years old, one stage is from thirty years old to fifty years old, and one stage is above fifty years old.

Then, there seems to be a group competition, which is how many people compete.

"Have you heard that the competition between the four major families of spiritual masters is coming soon? It should only be a year away." Xiao Su said earnestly.

His eyes were staring ahead, with a lack of focus, as if he was thinking about something.

"Oh." The competition between the four major families of spiritual masters has nothing to do with her. She doesn't care about it.

Hearing her answer, Xiao Su chuckled and turned to look over.

"Your mother also participated in the competition between the four major families, and it was also said that the proud daughter of heaven was known at that time." The genius girl was so dazzling back then.

Luo Qingfeng remained silent, staring at Xiao Su, and after a while she looked back.

The proud daughter of heaven.

That was something that happened in the past. There are still a few people in this family who dare to mention my mother's affairs.

"Bang"

The black shadow drew an arc from the horizon, and then fell heavily to the ground, dust and sand flying

Then a voice came from upstairs, and there was joy in the words.

"Xiao Yongsheng"

Xiao Yong

Luo Qingfeng looked at the man shouting with joy in the ring, his eyes scanning him.

Eighth level spiritual king.

Xiao Yong laughed and then walked off the ring.

Looking around, he saw Luo Qingfeng sitting next to Xiao Su, with a hint of displeasure on his face.

The proud daughter of heaven

Luo Qingfeng

The displeased look slowly turned into hostility.

He seemed to be saying to Luo Qingfeng, you'd better not fall into my hands.


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