Xiaolan and Jasmine wanted to go up to question her, but were stopped by the tribesmen.
"You are the Jinxian of the Mai clan." Xiaolan said across the clan.
The Mai family's Jin Xian is two men and one woman, so she is the woman.
"What did you do to Meili?" Jasmine lowered her head to look at Meili who was being helped over by her tribe, and asked with her eyebrows raised.
The girl's eyes swept over Xiaolan and Jasmine, and her eyes seemed to glow with green light.
She wasn't prepared to say anything.
The two parties were in a stalemate.
Xiaolan pinched the corner of her clothes.
"I'll fight you tomorrow."
The tribesmen looked at Xiaolan in surprise.
The girl's eyes were fixed on Xiaolan, she nodded almost invisibly, and said softly, "Okay."
After that, he turned around and left.
The tense nerves of the clan members relaxed, "Lord Jin Xian..."
"It's okay," Xiaolan raised her hand to stop her, "Send Meili into the house quickly, it's okay."
Under the bright lights in the tent, everyone saw the numerous scars on Meili's body.
"You guys go out first."
After Jasmine sent her tribe members out, she gritted her teeth and opened up Meili's clothes, and began to bandage her together with Xiaolan.
Meili's body was covered with old wounds and new ones. The old wounds were all stab wounds from Jin Xiange, while the new wounds were bruises and bruises from fists and feet.
"Why did she hit Meili?" Jasmine punched the bedside angrily, "Meili's game is over, and she was already injured."
Xiaolan scratched her eyebrows and said, "They found out that Meili was eavesdropping."
"That's impossible..." Jasmine felt aggrieved for Meili. After thinking about it, she felt ashamed for herself.
No wonder that girl has such an attitude.
An opponent who engages in such petty actions is indeed not worthy of respect.
Fortunately, Meili's injury was not too serious. After the two bandaged her, she still didn't wake up. But that's okay. If Meili woke up, she would definitely start busy again. She fell asleep now, which was a kind of rest.
Turning off the light, Xiaolan lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and opened them again after a long time.
A sigh came from Jasmine's bed next to her.
"Jasmine, are you still awake?"
"Um."
"Can't sleep?"
"Um."
"You said..." Xiaolan spat out two words and then remained silent.
"What's wrong?" Jasmine turned over and looked at Xiaolan.
"Do you think I can win against that person?"
Jasmine paused and said, "You can definitely win. What are you thinking about?"
Xiaolan muttered "hmm" in a muffled voice.
"Don't think too much," Jasmine turned towards the wall, "I believe you."
Inexplicably, Xiaolan's empty heart felt fuller.
"Uh-huh."
The next day, it was Patriarch Langhui's call at the door that woke them up.
Merry hasn't woken up yet, but there's nothing major wrong with him. He's not seriously injured. His current state is between a coma and a dream.
After dinner, Xiaolan and Jasmine decided to have a simple sign in the house.
"I'll go first." Xiaolan held Jin Xiange and nodded to Jasmine.
The two began to simulate a confrontation.
After a few moves, the two of them went back and forth, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding.
"Did you feel that Jin Xiange was acting weird?" After blocking a move, Jasmine raised her eyes and asked.
Xiaolan clenched her body, felt it for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't feel it."
"Is it really Meili's problem?" Jasmine took a few steps back, "Did you just have trouble using it? Let's try again. This time, don't be afraid of hurting me. Just do it."
Although this tent is spacious, it is still difficult for such a slender Jin Xiange to move freely here.
In particular, Xiaolan had to be careful not to hurt Jasmine, and secondly, she had to be careful not to hurt Meili, who was lying beside her. This was even more difficult.
After several rounds of confrontation, Jin Xiange remained the same, with no intention of losing his temper.
"I should be able to watch your game tonight, right?" Jasmine asked while drinking water.
Xiaolan shrugged, "After all, we are both exposed, so we should be fine."
Xiaolan put the water glass back on the dining table and looked at the open curtain of the tent.
"It's weird," Xiaolan's eyes were fixed, "Why do I feel a little nervous?"
Jasmine took a sip of water, walked to her side, lowered her head and said, "Isn't it normal to be nervous before a competition? What are you afraid of?"
Xiaolan scratched her chin unconsciously, "But I have never been nervous in the previous tests. I have never felt like this before... I just... feel very confused."
Jasmine sat down with rare gentleness and held Xiaolan's hand, "Are you thinking about Yue Rong?"
Xiaolan looked at her, "You know?"
"You must feel sorry for Yue Rong," Jasmine smiled slightly, "You are afraid that if you lose, Yue Rong will really leave. Even if it is just a game, this kind of fate..."
"I feel sorry for Yuerong, but I always feel...I always feel that there is something else." Xiaolan tilted her head and narrowed her eyes in confusion.
"what else?"
"I always feel..." Xiaolan struggled to find adjectives in her mind, "This matter has something to do with me."
Jasmine chuckled, "Of course it has something to do with you."
"No, no, it's not that kind of relationship, it's not the kind you think," Xiao Lan was so depressed that she hammered her head, "I feel... I seem to be Yue Rong, do you understand what I mean?"
Jasmine had an "over the top" expression on her face.
Xiaolan looked at her, her shoulders drooping, "I guess she didn't sleep well."
"Did you have another nightmare last night?" Jasmine took advantage of the situation and asked.
"Maybe it was a dream, I don't remember," Xiaolan waved her hand, "Forget it, let's continue practicing and see if Jin Xiange will make any movement this time."
The two made several more rounds of gestures, and Jin Xiange always performed his duty and fulfilled the responsibilities of a weapon without causing any trouble.
Gradually, night falls.
Outside the tent, drums sounded in the distance.
Jasmine helped Xiaolan tidy up her clothes, and the two took a deep breath, opened the tent, and walked to the camp.
The giant moon has appeared, and the sky seems to have turned into a translucent orange-yellow color.
A few hundred meters away is the Jinxian Arena, which stands in the center of the camp.
The villagers have gathered beside the ring, in the same position as last time.
"Let's go." Jasmine took Xiaolan's other hand, and they walked side by side towards Jin Xianlei.
"Is there anyone in the ring?" Jasmine pointed over.
On the high platform, there was indeed a figure standing, holding the slender weapon in his hand - Jin Xiange.
"It's her," Xiaolan glanced at the person on the ring with her long hair tied tightly on her head and the coat on her body. "She's already here... The boy who fought against Meili in the first round is also down there."
"Are you still nervous now?" Jasmine asked with a sideways look.
Xiaolan sniffed and smiled, "I'm not nervous anymore...it's useless to be nervous."
Jasmine smiled and patted Xiaolan on the shoulder, "It's all fake."
"It's all fake."
"If we really lose, the worst we can do is go home now."
"Just go home..."
"Hey, don't repeat this sentence," Jasmine smoothed Xiaolan's hair a few times, "If you can defeat her, go ahead."