Someone snorted coldly: "Even the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan are treated like this, let alone us."

"Then you won't go?" someone asked.

"Go! Of course you have to go. You have to let the barbarians in the north know that there are heroes all over the south of the Yangtze River."

After saying this, the responders gathered, and no matter what else, just register when you register, queue when you queue, go in first, and then talk. After entering, those northern barbarians can learn a lesson.

Fourth Master glanced at Mochou from afar, who seemed to be just watching the excitement, and raised his eyebrows and asked Tongtong: "What did you tell that girl? What she understood is..."

Not only did it provoke gang wars, but it also provoked a war between the north and the south.

The result of this kind of fight is that unless there is a particularly amazing and talented person who wants to unify the world, it is a fool's dream. The more fierce the fight, the more important the arbiter is highlighted. What Mo Chou is doing is

this.

Lin Yutong also raised his eyebrows at the fourth master: "Smart people can get through with a little bit." It's a normal official order to manage so many people. Mo Chou's salary is the same as that of a fourth-grade general outside.

It is said that the butt determines the head. Her position has changed, and the way she thinks about problems has changed.

Lin Yutong was no longer interested in the excitement outside, so he took the fourth master and the children and went straight in.

Of course I didn't need to pick up the bench, but in order not to look different, I still took the bench from the entrance. After bringing it in, I went directly to the viewing platform.

The viewing platform was built recently. It is paved with logs and has seats one above the other. These are the referee's positions.

The old naughty boy is here today, but Master Yideng hasn't come yet. Hong Qigong has probably arrived, but I don't know where the cat is, but he is deliberately not showing up. Huang Yaoshi is not interested in this level of competition at all, but he is interested in the forest.

I am interested in the formation, and recently I avoided crowded places and went to the woods farthest outside the competition venue to study the formation.

On the martial arts arena, both sides already had people on their feet.

On one side are the Quanzhen Seventh Son, and on the other side are Wu Santong.

The unlucky Zhao Zhijing was taken back by other disciples for treatment, but He Yuanjun was always by Wu Santong's side.

There was an old naughty boy on the viewing platform. As soon as this guy saw the Quanzhen Seventh Sons and their nephews, he hid under the table. As soon as Long'er arrived, he laughed when he saw him hiding, ran over to him, and squatted down too.

There, I came face to face with the old naughty boy: "Why are you hiding here?"

The old naughty boy looked in the direction of the competition ring: "Don't let them see me...or else they'll have to talk about me again...it'll make me sick..."

Long Er took a look and said, "Do those Taoist priests know you?"

"Yes... yes... those are the annoying Taoist priests..." He was very annoying. As he said that, he smiled, looked at Lin Yutong, and made two "bah" sounds in his mouth, which was to tell her to come over and have something to say.

Lin Yutong laughed: "You are an old man, what are you doing?"

The old naughty boy shushed: "I'm not on duty today... call Huang Laoxie... Anyway, you won't be on duty if you beat me to death..."

Lin Yutong laughed: "No one can beat you to death, but you are not afraid that your seven nephews will be beaten to death?"

Um?

Have these seven trashes reached this level of waste? Oops! Even though they are so annoying that they want to be stuffed into the urinal, if they are beaten to death by chance, I will not be sorry for my senior brother.

The old naughty boy stuck his head out: "Who can kill seven of them at once? You are lying!"

As long as all the co-authors are not dead and only one or two remain to retain their incense, it's not that big of a deal, right?

Lin Yutong didn't say anything, and he and Fourth Master found a corner to hide away from others. As for Long Er, feel free to do whatever you want. As long as you are on the viewing platform, you can play whatever you want.

After speaking like this, the old naughty boy scratched his head and looked at Wu Santong secretly. Where had he seen this person before? Why didn't he turn around and ask me to see his face?

Wu Santong was calming He Yuanjun in a low voice: "Ayuan, please don't feel wronged. I will definitely seek justice for you."

He Yuanjun only smiled, but dodged a bit, turned his face and met Li Mochou's eyes, and she became even more panicked.

Wu Santong took her and sent her directly to Li Mochou: "Miss Mochou, the sword will be blind for a while, and Ayuan will be left to you to take care of..."

"No need!" He Yuanjun said hurriedly: "I am plundering the formation for my adoptive father. My adoptive father just needs to be at ease. This is not a private fight. Those Taoist priests in Quanzhen cherish their reputation the most, and they will never do anything to me in public again."

."

This also makes sense.

Wu Santong glanced at Li Mochou: "Girl Mochou is by the side, so nothing will happen to her. Since you insist, Ayuan, I will listen to you."

He Yuanjun clenched his purse with his hands and slowly lowered his eyelids: "Is the foster father ready for dinner?"

"Are you hungry?" Wu Santong asked hurriedly.

With that anxious expression, she didn't know what happened to Mr. Yuan. Li Mochou felt her tooth hurt, and she happened to see Long Er jumping up and down on it. She originally wanted to go there, but someone said that Jiangnan

The seven monsters were causing trouble at the leadership bench again, but she couldn't explain the details, so she had to go over and deal with it again.

These people really want to kick them out, but they can't. The result of that is that Southland and Northland will fight to the death. As my aunt said, you have to grasp this 'degree' well.

.

Watching Li Mochou walk away, He Yuanjun took off his purse: "I'm not hungry, but I'm worried that my adoptive father will be weak when he comes on stage... I have dried meat here, please eat some of my adoptive father's..."

Wu Santong only needed to look at He Yuanjun, and whatever she said was what she said. He didn't even look at the things handed over to him. He just stared at He Yuanjun's face. He reached for the dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth. His silly expression looked like

It is to eat dragon liver, phoenix gallbladder.

Lin Yutong glanced over there and frowned: He Yuanjun's attitude towards Wu Santong is really strange. It was too late to avoid taboos, but why did they become so close together?

Something is wrong with this!

Before he had time to ask someone to check, Long Er was playing with Zhou Botong when he pulled out a handkerchief from Zhou Botong's sleeve. Zhou Botong didn't even bother to hide it anymore. When he saw the handkerchief, he rubbed it and jumped out.

He snatched it from Long Er's hand and quickly stuffed it into his arms, "You little girl, you have sharp eyesight and quick hands..."

Before he finished speaking, the Seven Quanzhen disciples over there had already come over and shouted in unison: "Uncle Master!"

As soon as I arrived in Zhongdu, I heard the news about my uncle. Many people suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared. I was originally looking for them, but before I could care about them, I met them here.

As soon as Zhou Botong saw these seven, he wanted to run away: "Don't come here... don't come here... I can't do Quanzhen... What's so fun about Quanzhen? Don't talk to me, I won't go back..." He turned his face and looked

Lin Yutong: "You see, my nephew has entered the ring, and I am no longer suitable to be a referee..."

The voice was not quiet at all, and everyone who was paying attention could see and hear it.

He Yuanjun said: "This Quanzhen sect is really shameless. In such a competition, it is actually decided by the supernatural power. Isn't this biased? I think... otherwise, forget it..."

Wu Santong immediately blushed: "How can we forget it? A Yuan is my treasure, no one can bully him. It's just Zhou Botong, maybe I'm afraid of him..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped onto the ring and sneered: "Today I have to see what kind of partiality this ruling is... What kind of decent people are just shameless villains who are just trying to gain fame..."

"What did you say?" Qiu Chuji immediately flew into a rage, his moves were faster than his mouth, and he immediately faced him.

In this way, the scenes of you coming and going, high and low, are more enjoyable to watch than what is shown on TV. The Fourth Master was quite reserved before, but now he is also very lively, following other people's movements with his fingers and arms,

Those who learn one move from the left and another from the right are quite interested.

Lin Yutong only looked at the fourth master and did not pay much attention to the situation on the field. She suddenly heard a scream, and then the fourth master's expression changed. She turned around and saw Qiu Chuji's sword already on Wu Santong's chest.

Ma Yu shouted: "Junior brother, please show mercy."

Lin Yutong didn't care much, he flew up, kicked Qiu Chuji away, saved Wu Santong from the opponent's sword, and then quickly tapped his acupuncture points to stop his bleeding. There was no fear for his life for the time being, but Wu Santong was hit by a poison.

Yes, it was a drug other than the slight dose given by Mochou at that time. Judging from the symptoms, it turned out to be a kind of drug that made people feel exhausted.

She saved Wu Santong not because she thought he didn't deserve to die, but because he really couldn't die in the ring. This ring must be able to guarantee everyone's life after entering the arena. It cannot be a place to vent personal anger!

Moreover, she didn't think that Wu Santong was so inexperienced that he was stabbed without even taking a hundred of Qiu Chuji's moves. Now it seems that someone wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Others didn't know about the poisoning, so they only looked at He Yuanjun who screamed just now. I have to say that He Yuanjun was smart. He screamed when Qiu Chuji stabbed him with his sword. That move seemed dangerous, but in fact it was harmless.

When she yelled, Wu Santong was distracted. In addition, Qiu Chuji probably didn't expect that he couldn't avoid it, so he stabbed him. The sword was not light, and his heart and lungs were still damaged. In the future... I'm afraid it will happen again.

It's a bit difficult to use force. Unless Lin Yutong personally helps him restore his meridians, why should she help him!

She stood up and looked at He Yuanjun. Before she could say anything, she saw Master Yideng coming step by step, chanting a Buddhist chant, and then glanced at the rescued Wu Santong, saluted Lin Yutong, and thanked him for saving his life. Then she looked

Xiang Qiu Chuji: "I, Duan of Dali, have a close relationship with the Quanzhen Sect. I don't know why Taoist Qiu killed my disciple today!"

Qiu Chuji frowned, this is strange. It’s not that he wants to kill or hurt others, but that he refuses to avoid them. When faced with masters, they won’t avoid them. You don’t know if there are other trump cards when you get close. How can you dare to keep them?

Hand. As a result, wasn’t this a miss?

He didn't know about Wu Santong's drug addiction, so he only looked at He Yuanjun: "Why did this girl scream for no reason before?"

Wu Santong lay there panting, and said: "Don't blame A Yuan, you stinky Taoist priests insulted A Yuan first, framed A Yuan behind, bullied a weak woman, what a villain..."

Master Yideng frowned and glanced at his disciple before joining hands. There was no doubt that he had been fooled.

He looked coldly at Qiu Chuji and the sword still stained with blood in Qiu Chuji's hand: "Can you take the sword for a look?"

Qiu Chuji is also a person who is proficient in Huang Qi's art. How can he not understand the meaning of Master Yideng, "Master suspects that I am cheating?"

Whether you are going to hit or not, you will know by looking at the sword!

Qiu Chuji sneered and handed the sword over. Master Yideng took it and handed it directly to Lin Yutong in front of the public: "Madam is a master of medicine, and there is no one like her in the world! Madam's words, I

letter."

Lin Yutong took the sword, glanced at it twice, and then put it under his nose to smell it. His brows furrowed even more. There was really a poison on this sword, but the strange thing was that the poison was different from the two poisons on Wu Santong.

Her eyes fell on the tip of the sword. She was afraid that the person who applied the medicine in a hurry did not apply the medicine on the front end of the sword, but only a part of the sword at the back end. But it would not make sense to say that Qiu Chuji applied the medicine himself.

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Lin Yutong looked at the swords of the other six people and asked, "Have your swords ever left your side?"
To be continued...