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Chapter 729 Two Hundred Five VS Twenty Five

 Mo Chuyue almost choked to death with a mouthful of old blood, her charming eyes curled up: "Young Master, I'd better pray that you don't fall into the lap of this elder..."

snort!

Otherwise, let me...

Hong Yi didn't even bother to look at Mo Chuyue, and her whole body was filled with cold air. Fox girl, you want to seduce her?

Why am I not here?

There are no doors!

Mo Chuyue deflated, turned around and left with a huff. It wasn't until the figure disappeared in Fengqi Pavilion that Mo Yi and the others dared to take a breath.

"Hong Yi, mighty!"

"Brother Hong, I admire you!"

"Brother Hong, I'm in trouble..."

Heiyi didn't know why: "Let's speak human language one by one!"

Mo San was scared to death and leaned forward, his eyes full of sympathy: "Boss Hong, the Ninth Elder is not only good at using poison, but also... really likes young meat..."

"puff!"

"Ahem..."

There was a lot of laughter in Fengqi Pavilion. Mo Qingcheng turned over and fell into a deep sleep. Mingyue was facing a tough battle. Wouldn't she be stupid not to sleep?

Mo Qingwu was attracted by Aunt Hong. No one knew what the mother and daughter said. Dongren wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. When Mo Qingwu came out, her eyes were red and swollen...

After a dreamless night, Mo Qingcheng woke up early in the morning due to the smell, and Mo Yi came to call her to eat.

Mo Qingcheng and Shen Lege sluggishly stood up and looked at the crystal dumplings and crab roe buns on the table, their beautiful eyes curved, and they gave a thumbs up.

After having enough water and food, the group arrived at the competition venue, which was already crowded with people.

Mo Qingcheng found a quiet place, closed her eyes and rested, and asked Hong Yi to draw lots on her behalf. Hei Yi's mouth twitched wildly: "Madam, are you afraid that Hong Yi's legs will be smelly, so you want to draw a big enemy for me?"

"It doesn't matter." Sooner or later, the arena will be in a higher place. It's a question of who will be there first...

Mo Yi was silent and reminded in a low voice, "Master, Zhudong saw Mo Qingwu whispering with several disciples from the Mo family's branch..." They must want to pay the wrong master...

The Mo guards were silent collectively, fearing that their master would suffer from boredom.

Mo Qingcheng learned about the general situation of the wrong leg from several elders last night. There is nothing to worry about. Some people are good at concealed weapons, some are good at using poison, and some are good at formations...

With a cold face, Hongyi went to draw lots for Mo Qingcheng, and it happened to be Mo Qing'an, the elder of the Jade Slip.

The corners of Mo Qingan's eyes twitched wildly, Qingqing girl, where can I sing?

A quarter of an hour later, Hongyi came to Mo Qingcheng with the lot drawn in his leg, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Hong one, the one I drew shouldn't be two hundred and five, right?"

Hong Yi looked over with a sharp look, and Hei Yi shrank his neck, "Well, he won't guess it, right?" Look, what kind of shitty luck is that?

Mo Qingcheng stretched out his leg, glanced at it, couldn't help laughing, and laughed: "Hongyi, great!"

Hongyi: "..."

shut up me!

Madam is becoming more and more lazy, unaware of good times and bad?

After a stick of incense and a "duang" sound, the second competition began.

Five arenas are held at the same time, one by one, the winner will continue to advance, and the top five in the finals will be eligible to participate in the Hidden Family's finals.

Mo Qingcheng waited boredly and glanced at the ring casually, but it was not intense at all.

The elders were drowsy, the referees were listless, and those watching the game were even more absent-minded, chatting about everyday things and gossiping.

Hey, the Mo family is getting worse every year. I wonder if there will be a good show next year?

I don’t know how much time passed, but a mechanical voice sounded from the stage: "Leota No. 2, No. 250, wrong decision No. 205!"

"Ahaha! Two two hundred and fifty?"

"puff!"

"Ahem!"
Chapter completed!
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