Xie Luohe leisurely returned to the high platform and did not look at Zheng Xiu again.

Zheng Xiu touched his arms, frowned and said nothing.

Xie Luohe stretched out his hand behind his back and suddenly stopped.

"The Imperial Master is still alive?"

When Xiao Tao heard this, she looked shocked. Even she felt that the young master's request was... excessive, so she lowered her head and remained silent.

If the previous fights were just appetizers, then this one in Xie Luohe suddenly raised the level of the martial arts competition to a higher level.

The next second, Xie Luohe withdrew his hand that was about to draw the bow, hooked his index finger at Le Zhuzhu with his free hands, and sneered: "I'll give you both hands."

Zheng Xiu looked at Xie Luohe's figure that looked exactly like Feng Bei on the high platform, with mixed emotions. He couldn't help but whisper: "It's natural for Xie Luohe to win. But that sweet-looking little beauty will suffer a big loss, too.

I wonder if Xie Luohe will be able to destroy flowers with ruthless hands and reveal his true strength, or if he will just use his bow skills to deal with it."

After he had experienced the bizarre fights between thaumaturges, he lost interest after just a few glances at the competition between these martial arts warriors.

Gongsun's paintings of the four seasons have been around for nearly a hundred years, and have passed through countless hands and been collected by countless buyers.

Zheng Xiu scratched his head in confusion: "Angry? Why is she angry when she has nothing to do? What a beautiful little girl, how could she be so cruel." Zheng Xiu muttered and glanced at the field, the little girl named Le Zhuzhu.

With his eyes rolled up, he looked extremely miserable, with more air coming out and less air coming in. Several people from Ruyifang jumped down from the three-story high platform, strangling people and so on. One of the elders even pointed at Xieluo River and left.

He was cursing in the direction, saying harsh words such as "I, Ruyifang, and you, Xieluohe, are incompatible with each other."

The "black hole" he glimpsed that night and the terrifying gap left in Gongsun Mo's memory made Zheng Xiu realize at that time that the "National Master" was not so much a person as the "fear" in Gongsun Mo's memory. He could not

Facing the fear called "National Preceptor", that's why the strange things happened that night. But the National Preceptor died suddenly, how could there be "fear" left behind?

unless,

The rules are simple and clear.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

The delicate and graceful body was like an arched prawn, spitting out a mouthful of blood, drawing a long arc in mid-air, flying backwards strangely, hitting a low wall, and passed out.

Zheng Xiu frowned.

When Le Zhuzhu heard this, she was angry in her heart. Seeing that Xie Luohe really didn't use any weapons, she became furious. The smile on her face became even bigger and she giggled: "Since my sister has accepted the offer, I won't be polite to you."

Zheng Xiu pinched Xiaotao's face.

Her idea was very straightforward. Since the opponent was good at archery, all she had to do was prevent her from shooting that arrow. The moment she bent the bow was the flaw. Le Zhuzhu was waiting for the moment Xie Luo He took action. The arena was small and she was close to Xie Luo He.

Just a blink of an eye, and after a blink of an eye, as she thought, before Xie Luohe's bow was fully opened, she could place the soft sword against the opponent's neck, subduing the hidden bandit lady.

However, no one knew the connection between the Four Seasons Map and Mr. Nie's treasure house before the former imperial master was captured by the imperial court.

He actually touched the two volumes of Four Seasons in his arms and came up with a bold idea.

The concealed weapon wielder wears a loose robe with extra long sleeves. With a flick of the sleeves, sheets of plum-blossom darts are thrown out for free.

"It is said that Xie Luohe's archery skills are unparalleled. If used on the battlefield, the power of one person is comparable to that of thousands of troops. But on a narrow arena, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you, sister, to use it."

Moreover, among so many people present, not only Xie Luohe wanted to rob him, but there were also others who wanted to rob him.

"Master! Master! Look!"

Don't treat Dugu Xiang as a gentleman just because he looks upright and majestic.

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to touch the long bow on her back.

"So, assuming that Dugu Xiang knows the secret of the Four Seasons Map, or only has a partial understanding of it, what would I do if I were him?"

bass.

And among the martial arts heroes present, there is a high possibility that there is one person who possesses the last missing "Picture of Willow Swallows in Spring Pond"!

The pictures of the four seasons are most likely to be complete in the Sword Hidden Villa and the Sword Asking Stage!

"Something is bound to happen here."

Xie Luohe nodded, but no one could see her expression clearly due to the mask. She said calmly: "Xie Luohe."

Zheng Xiu carries two scrolls on his body, which are "Intentions of Late Maple Autumn" and "Picture of Green Lotus in Midsummer". A lonely figure is flying, carrying "Picture of Plum Blossoms and Snow".

Xie Luohe smiled slightly: "Oh, please."

Xiaotao didn't know what martial arts people were capable of, so she didn't dare to say anything in a whisper, and just asked the young master to hurry up and take a look.

The strange thing is that not only Xiao Buping, but also no one opposite Xiao Buping came on stage.

Just when Zheng Xiu was wondering who was so cowardly.

"I, I, Lu Wenshan, admit defeat! Whoever of you wants to fight over this bullshit hero list can fight for it! I don't want to catch up with my wife!"

A man with a frightened expression pulled his charming wife together to perform light kung fu, and quickly left the sword-asking platform like a thunderbolt.
Chapter completed!