Fan Qing walked back to his compartment, and was suddenly kept by someone. His body stiffened and he wanted to shout out. The person behind him covered her mouth and whispered, "It's me."
This long-lost voice shocked Fan Qing, nodded, and his body was gradually released.
She turned around and stared at the person in front of her, "I wonder if the city lord is really a mistake to welcome you?"
Cang Ling looked at her with some grievance, "What kind of city lord, little Qing'er, we haven't seen each other for three years. Why are you not excited? Touching! Don't miss me at all!"
"What's so exciting or moving?" Fan Qing turned his mouth like a blank.
Cang Ling hugged her in her arms domineeringly, "I don't care. You don't know. Once you practice, you will not wake up for three years. I just miss you! If I had known that it would take so long, I wouldn't have used that method!"
Fan Qing broke out of his arms and said calmly, "Cang Ling, you entered my room without my consent, thinking that you have helped me, I don't blame you, but if you act frivolously again, even if I can't beat you, you will have to pull out a tuft of hair from your tiger's head!"
Cang Ling's expression turned dimmed, and then he looked arrogant and arrogant, "It doesn't matter, there will always be a day! Xiao Qing'er, you are the lady I booked! Just wait for me!"
"Who is your wife!" Fan Qing was a little angry, but inexplicably interested in shyness. He was shocked and quickly drove him away. In this life, she lived just for her family to avenge her! Besides, how can you believe the sweet words of men?!
Cang Ling enjoyed her shameful look and no longer made things difficult for her. She was afraid that she would get angry. She looked at the shiny earrings on her earlobes, her eyes were a little satisfied, and she quickly printed a light kiss on her lips, and disappeared here, leaving only one sentence, "Little Qing'er, I will come to see you often."
Fan Qing looked at the empty compartment and wiped his lips hard, blushing as if something was going on. He touched his earlobe, sighed with his fate, and began to practice on the couch.
In the moon shadow space, Xiaobao looked at all this with a complicated expression, but did not come out to stop it. He just clenched his fists, not knowing what he was thinking.
The next morning, Kuo called them up and announced the game arrangements, "This morning was the Haomiao Competition, the first game was one-on-one, which was to send a player to each other and then compete. You are the first team to play, and the opponent is the Linxu Team. Their team belongs to a third-level team in the Battle Spirit Temple. Its strength is not too strong. Although I don't know who they will send to fight, I believe that with your strength, it should not be difficult to win. This game will be played first by Wuyou. The main focus is on your promotion match in the afternoon. The opponent is also a third-level team, but that class is already an old team. The captain is named Yang Yikuang, and he is a beast-type war spirit master. This is the information of the rest of their team. You can take a look."
Fan Qing nodded, took it, walked to the table and spread it open, and everyone surrounded this piece of information.
"Captain: Yang Yikuang, thirty-five years old, war spirit: silver-horned rhino, magician Nine Stars, fire magician.
Vice Captain: Li Jinge, 32 years old, War Spirit: Crazy Snake, Five-Star Magician, Earth-System Magician.
Xiong Quan, twenty-eight years old, war spirit: golden spear hook, warrior five-star.
Bai Xinmeng, twenty-eight years old, War Spirit: Water Ringing Bell, Samurai Three Stars."