"What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" Jun Ziqian reached out to touch her forehead.
Wu Jiuzi hurriedly avoided it and coughed: "Why do you have a fever? I'm fine."
"Then why is your face so red?" Jun Ziqian was still worried.
"This - it's because I'm excited at the thought of participating in the competition - well, I'm very excited." Wu Jiuzi explained seriously, glanced at Jun Ziqian, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Hey, why is your face so yellow? You didn't do it last night
Sleep well?"
Jun Ziqian's face turned slightly red: "Last night... my stomach wasn't feeling very well, so I ran... a few times."
Not only did he make a few trips, he almost never left Gong Tong!
It didn't stop until dawn, and I didn't sleep all night...
"Are you hungry? How are you now?" Wu Jiuzi finally put aside his erotic dream and asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's okay." Junzi Qianjun's face was slightly red. He had never had a stomachache in his life, and he didn't expect to catch up with him today!
He raised his head and looked at the sky again: "Let's leave quickly. Don't be late on the first day."
Wu Jiuzi thought that she had been trained all night and had another lusty dream. She must have been low in energy in the morning, but she didn't expect that she would be energetic from the moment she woke up, as if she had just eaten ginseng fruit, and all the pores in her body were soaked.
Wearing comfortable.
Today is the official day of the competition. There are two martial arts training grounds on the main peak of Jiufeng Mountain, and the two martial arts training grounds are crowded with disciples from various sects competing in the competition.
Nanping is the competition area for male disciples, and Beiping is the competition area for female disciples.
The male and female disciples first mingled together and listened to the head of the Jiuhua Sect read out the speech for the competition, as well as the speeches from the judges of each competition area.
The scale was similar to the opening ceremony of a modern sports meeting.
Wu Jiuzi stood among a group of disciples with pink flowers and green willows, looking at the people on the high platform.
On the high platform are the heads, protectors, teachers, etc. of each sect, all of whom are respected elders.
Orthodox sects throughout the continent are extremely famous. Some people, Wu Jiuzi, have only heard of their names, but now they finally see them alive...
Ling Yunzi, who had not been seen for a long time, also came out of isolation for this matter and presided over it personally.
The leader of the Xiaguang Sect is a woman who looks very much like Master Mie. Her sharp eyes swept across the stage: "Why isn't Priest Kazama here?"
Wu Jiuzi smiled secretly. It seemed that his master really catered to both young and old. Such a righteous-looking Taoist nun actually asked him as soon as she opened her mouth.
Ling Yunzi smiled slightly: "Liuxiang has something to do today and won't be here for the time being."
"What can be as big as today's grand gathering?" Another person asked, his tone slightly unhappy.
Logically speaking, the eight high priests of Jiuhuamen should all be present to show their solemnity, but Fengjian Liuxiang's unexplained absence really made these people unhappy.
Liu Xiangdao: "My friend, don't be surprised. Priest Fengjian is indeed delayed. Palace Master Xiao was seriously injured and is currently recuperating on Piaomiao Peak. Priest Fengjian wants to heal her. Today is a critical time and there is no need to delay."
"Palace Master Xiao? Palace Master Xiao of Hanxiang Palace?" someone asked, with some surprise in his tone.
"Yes, it's the palace master." Liu Xiang nodded. "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" Jun Ziqian reached out to touch her forehead.
Wu Jiuzi hurriedly avoided it and coughed: "Why do you have a fever? I'm fine."
"Then why is your face so red?" Jun Ziqian was still worried.
"This - it's because I'm excited at the thought of participating in the competition - well, I'm very excited." Wu Jiuzi explained seriously, glanced at Jun Ziqian, and suddenly opened his eyes: "Hey, why is your face so yellow? You didn't do it last night
Sleep well?"
Jun Ziqian's face turned slightly red: "Last night... my stomach wasn't feeling very well, so I ran... a few times."
Not only did he make a few trips, he almost never left Gong Tong!
It didn't stop until dawn, and I didn't sleep all night...
"Are you hungry? How are you now?" Wu Jiuzi finally put aside his erotic dream and asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's okay." Junzi Qianjun's face was slightly red. He had never had a stomachache in his life, and he didn't expect to catch up with him today!
He raised his head and looked at the sky again: "Let's leave quickly. Don't be late on the first day."
Wu Jiuzi thought that she had been trained all night and had another lusty dream. She must have been low in energy in the morning, but she didn't expect that she would be energetic from the moment she woke up, as if she had just eaten ginseng fruit, and all the pores in her body were soaked.
Wearing comfortable.
Today is the official day of the competition. There are two martial arts training grounds on the main peak of Jiufeng Mountain, and the two martial arts training grounds are crowded with disciples from various sects competing in the competition.
Nanping is the competition area for male disciples, and Beiping is the competition area for female disciples.
The male and female disciples first mingled together and listened to the head of the Jiuhua Sect read out the speech for the competition, as well as the speeches from the judges of each competition area.
The scale was similar to the opening ceremony of a modern sports meeting.
Wu Jiuzi stood among a group of disciples with pink flowers and green willows, looking at the people on the high platform.
On the high platform are the heads, protectors, teachers, etc. of each sect, all of whom are respected elders.
Orthodox sects throughout the continent are extremely famous. Some people, Wu Jiuzi, have only heard of their names, but now they finally see them alive...
Ling Yunzi, who had not been seen for a long time, also came out of isolation for this matter and presided over it personally.
The leader of the Xiaguang Sect is a woman who looks very much like Master Mie. Her sharp eyes swept across the stage: "Why isn't Priest Kazama here?"
Wu Jiuzi smiled secretly. It seemed that his master really catered to both young and old. Such a righteous-looking Taoist nun actually asked him as soon as she opened her mouth.
Ling Yunzi smiled slightly: "Liuxiang has something to do today and won't be here for the time being."
"What can be as big as today's grand gathering?" Another person asked, his tone slightly unhappy.
Logically speaking, the eight high priests of Jiuhuamen should all be present to show their solemnity, but Fengjian Liuxiang's unexplained absence really made these people unhappy.
Liu Xiangdao: "My friend, don't be surprised. Priest Fengjian is indeed delayed. Palace Master Xiao was seriously injured and is currently recuperating on Piaomiao Peak. Priest Fengjian wants to heal her. Today is a critical time and there is no need to delay."
"Palace Master Xiao? Palace Master Xiao of Hanxiang Palace?" someone asked, with some surprise in his tone.
"Yes, it is this palace master." Liu Xiang nodded.