Taking a closer look, this is not a vision from heaven, it is clearly a fairy descending to earth!
What?
A fairy has arrived?
Yes!
In the sky above the arena, there was a woman in white suddenly falling down. Her appearance was so beautiful, otherworldly and incomparable.
Just like a floating leaf, she falls gently to the ground without picking up any dust.
If you look closely, you can see that she is wearing a white skirt and a tulle hat. However, due to the veil, her specific appearance is still unclear.
However, the cold aura exuding from her body made people dare not look directly at her. From this, we guessed that this woman must be a fairy-like person.
Qi Yu looked at her back, his heart rate suddenly increased for no apparent reason: How could she feel so familiar to me? Who is she?
Not only Master Qi, but also Wang Zhifan was shocked by the scene in front of him.
This is an arena, not a stage. How could a beautiful woman suddenly fall from the sky?
Could it be that the people in Qiongzhou were so incompetent that they deliberately pulled off a prank?
Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like it.
The light skill she just showed is not something ordinary people can do. From an expert's point of view, it is a real skill.
In other words, this woman must know some martial arts, but it is still unknown whether she is good or not.
However, according to common sense, women's kung fu is mostly about embroidering fists and legs, which is beautiful but useless.
In other words, her martial arts skills are probably not very high.
Wang Zhifan smiled and asked first, "Who is coming?"
The woman's voice was like the sound of nature, but it was cold and cold, "With your character, you are not worthy of knowing my name."
"You... are so arrogant!"
"Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. If you want to be respected by others, you must first learn how to respect others!"
Everyone onlookers were confused, except Qi Yu who was so shocked that his mouth opened wide.
If this voice is not my daughter Qi Xiaotong, who is it?
ah!!
Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, and finally looking forward to bringing my little cotton-padded jacket back!
I don't know whether it was because the wind was blowing too hard or because he was blinded by the flying sand, but two lines of hot tears fell down along the corners of Qi Yu's eyes.
Meeting again after a long absence is the great joy of life, and Qi Dalang is a commoner, how can he be above it? However, after his emotions calmed down a little, he quickly freed up his hands to secretly wipe away the tears of joy, and left the brilliant
A smile hangs high on your face.
Instant face change?
certainly!
I am a dignified governor, how can I cry in public?
In order to cover up the embarrassment caused by his gaffe, he coughed twice hysterically, seemingly naturally.
Qi Yu calmed down and looked down at the ring again.
Wang Zhifan looked at Qi Xiaotong arrogantly and said, "Let me ask you, what are you, a weak woman, doing on the ring?"
"I'll fight!" The latter didn't say much and just replied lightly.
What?
Do you want to fight?
Hearing this, Wang Zhifan immediately laughed out loud, "You are so thin and you look like a frail and lovely person. If you fight with me, aren't you asking for trouble?"
Xiaotong smiled faintly and replied: "Whether I am weak or not, you will know after trying it, won't you?"
"Huh! What a stupid woman who doesn't know how to live or die! If I don't want to scare you, I can kill you in an instant with just one finger and finish your life! I advise you..."
"You don't need to persuade me, just take care of yourself."
"In that case, don't blame me for destroying the flower!"
"If you really have the ability, then go ahead and destroy it!"
This conversation shocked the people watching.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that this fairy was here to compete.
It's commendable in spirit, but it doesn't work in practice.
This Wang Zhifan is as fierce as that big tiger. How can a weak woman defeat him?
"I say, big girl, you'd better come down quickly. The competition is between us men, so don't join in the fun."
"That's right, if you really have a bad relationship, your whole life will be over."
"..."
Compared with the common people's sincere words and kind words, Qi Yu's reaction was more direct.
How can you let your little cotton-padded jacket fight with tigers?
What to do if you get injured?
Not to mention being injured, even if you break even a tiny bit of your fingernail, you will feel so distressed that your liver and gallbladder will split apart.
Thinking of this, how can Qi Dalang still sit still?
I saw him making a quick dash, taking a few lunges, and quickly jumped onto the ring.
At the same time, he did not forget to pull out the two muskets from his waist. One of them fired into the sky as a warning; the other pointed at Wang Zhifan's location.
boom!!
With the sound of a gunshot, everything suddenly fell silent!
Who is this?
ah……
When Qi Xiaotong saw her father suddenly rushing out of the crowd in a hurry, how could she restrain the surprise in her heart?
As he opened and closed his eyes, his vision became blurry.
And the originally calm mood suddenly turned into a stormy sea.
My dad is here...
Family affection is the most irresistible factor in this world. No matter how great a person you are, you cannot remain indifferent to this.
But soon, Qi Xiaotong calmed herself down.
Just as he was about to step forward to greet him, he saw his father running in front of him in a majestic manner, and then blocked his arms to protect him behind him.
His majestic figure is like a pillar of heaven and earth, and there is a strong aura of majesty in Yuanting Mountain.
This is the momentum of a feudal official!
It is the domineering aura bathed in the flames of war!
It is admirable and worshipful.
Let's talk about Wang Zhifan. He was about to start a contest with the mysterious woman when he suddenly saw the man wearing a bamboo hat holding a gun on the stage. He couldn't help but be shocked.
Who is this person and how can he have such amazing momentum?
Although he forced himself to stay calm, his steps still involuntarily moved back a foot.
"Who are you?"
"Me! Nanyang Qiyu!"
"What! You said it's Mr. Qi?"
"That's right! It's exactly me!"
Rumors say that Qi Yu is a weak civil servant who cannot carry his shoulders or lift his hands. When did he become so bloody?
Could it be that the rumors are wrong?
For a moment, Wang Zhifan was a little confused, and he even couldn't figure out which one was true and which one was false.
"Master Qi, what have you done?"
"It's nothing. I just want to announce that this competition is over!"
"What? Is this the end?"
"Well! Is there any problem?"
Qi Yu shook the musket in his hand and asked with a faint smile.