Huang Junye was indeed a little sulky. His own woman asked him to see other women? What is this?

Originally, she was counting on Ye Xiyue to be jealous, but this was fine. She was going to send herself out.?

"Xiyue, if I am very unlucky and face Miss Bing, will I die?"

"No, don't worry, the sword fighting conference is not a martial arts conference. Here we focus on swords, not force. As long as you carefully swing the power of the sword in your hand, it's enough. Success or failure, click until it."

Xiao Lan'er responded with a smile.

The draw starts soon.

Huo Shuang was the first to start drawing lots. She took a look at her sign and the name on it was actually - Xiao Lan'er!

When Xiao Lan'er learned that she was going to play against Huo Shuang, her face turned dark, "What should I do if Xiyue is Huo Shuang."

Huo Shuang has a tough temper and a stingy temperament. Although she doesn't know her, it can be seen from the three days of Jianzhong that although Xiao Lan'er is usually playful, she is still young and doesn't see much. In addition, her family's education has developed her kindness of following the rules. This is indeed a disadvantage when facing Huo Shuang.

"Your sword is no worse than hers. Do what I said and be calm at that time."

Xiao Lan'er was nervous and sweating in her hands.

The lottery was carried out one after another, and it was Ye Xiyue's turn. She stood in front of the lottery cylinder and reached out to draw a lottery naturally. As a result-

"Hmm?" Ye Xiyue frowned, her eyes a little confused.

Jin Mu stood beside her and looked at her side, "Baishou!"

The field suddenly became boiling.

The only white lottery, the white lottery that went straight to the second round, was Ye Xiyue drew it?

"Hahaha!!!" Mu Feng was the first to laugh. He was always gentle and graceful, and couldn't help laughing. This seemed to be not very consistent with his identity, but what everyone present wanted to do most at this time was also like him, laughing loudly.

Mu Feng’s smile was congratulations to Ye Xiyue, he was really happy.

But the laughter that others suppressed in their hearts is ironic.

It would be fine if you had a broken sword and embarrassing it, but you actually got the free lottery with good luck?

Do you dare to be more lucky?

Bingwu sat on the chair, narrowing her eyes slightly toward Ye Xiyue on the stage. Her white clothes made her look so beautiful that she didn't like her.

Because Ye Xiyue stood by the people she shouldn't have stood.

Ye Xiyue held the white sign and looked at Huang Junye. The man who was walking out of the painting was now looking at her in a daze.

She tightened the white sign in her hand, and the most she heard was the slander and contempt of her and her Shuriken.

Indeed, her sword was broken a little, which she could not change. What's wrong with it? If it breaks, it won't be able to participate in the competition?

After all, this is also a sword taken out of the sword tomb. Even if it is broken, it can be called a sword.

She walked to Huang Junye with a smile on her lips. At this moment, everyone saw a petite girl standing in front of a beautiful man. The two looked at each other without saying a word.

The man stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's cheek, "I'm so lucky."

His voice was like a tinging spring, crisp and pleasant, hitting people's hearts, as if it were heavenly sounds.

Bing Wu looked at the dazzling scene, and a sneer flashed in her eyes.

Haha, it's really ironic!
Chapter completed!