Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 901 Competition 12
Unfortunately, the No. [-] ring and the No. [-] ring are the second of the tie rings.

A tie like this is not allowed to happen. In the end, they still have to finish the competition in other groups, and then continue to compete until one of them wins.

After returning to the camp, Jian Qingling threw out a couch, and then lay down on the couch.

"Hopefully there will be no more draws in the next few days."

"It's hard to say, I don't seem to see monks throwing talismans much today."

Jian Qingling snorted at him, "Why not? Of the few arenas that were won in the end, didn't two of them be won by throwing talismans?"

"Is there? Maybe I didn't notice it."

Mu Ziteng remembered, but how many talismans were thrown in those two arenas?That's really very different from what Na Lin said about smashing the talisman.

……

The next morning, when Nalin was about to leave, she saw Jian Qingling and Mu Ziteng still sitting in the camp, so she immediately came to their side.

"Why don't you two leave, the game is about to start."

Jian Qingling raised her head lazily and asked, "I forgot to ask you, which game are you in?"

"The fifth round, it will be my turn in the afternoon, how about you?" Na Lin asked with a smile.

"I'm in the dozen or so rounds. It's still early. I'll go and cheer for you in the afternoon when you are in the ring."

So fast?Wood is also in the fifth game, but he still doesn't know if he will be able to play tomorrow.

"Okay, in the eighth ring, I'm still worried that we'll miss two times." Nalin waved her hand, "Let's go quickly, the competition is about to begin."

Jian Qingling lay lazily on the table, and said weakly: "I really don't want to go, it's not interesting at all." And the speed was still slow.

Na Lin came to her side quickly, and stretched out her hand to pull her up, "Go and see the attack methods of those people, maybe we will become opponents in the future, knowing more about the other party is not harmful to you, and it is not necessary to give Am I shouting for support?"

"Okay, okay, can't I go? Let go of me." The force was so strong that the table was shifted by her rude movements.

Seeing his wife standing up, Mu Ziteng also stood up and walked in front of them.

Nalin smiled and patted her arm, "Look, your men are gone, why don't you hurry up?"

When the three came to the ring, Nalin immediately pointed to the two people in the second ring and said, "Haha. I didn't expect these two to be so fierce. They used talismans to smash them as soon as they came up. They didn't compete with each other first. They couldn't win. Did you just use talismans?"

Jian Qingling and Mu Ziteng looked in the direction of her finger.

Mu Ziteng smiled, "It's really smashing the talisman, what a prodigal."

Jian Qingling narrowed her eyes, then smiled, and said, "Don't you think one of them is very familiar?"

Na Lin was only watching them smash the talisman before, but she didn't notice the appearance. After being told by Qing Ling, she took a closer look.

He also laughed, "Hey, that's true, isn't that one of the male cultivators whose eyes we saw straightened?"

Jian Qingling smiled and nodded, "Yes, that's him."

Mu Ziteng at the side immediately asked vigilantly: "Xiao Ling, who did she say saw your eyes straighten?"

"It's the young male cultivator in the blue robe, tsk tsk, you weren't there that day, after that man saw us, he took a few companions to our stall, let alone, if it wasn't for him , Our talismans can’t all be sold so quickly.”

Following her words, Mu Ziteng's face darkened little by little, and he looked at Jian Qingling with grievance, as if saying, 'Why didn't you say it before. '

Na Lin didn't feel Mu Ziteng's displeasure at all, she focused all her attention on the two people who were smashing the talisman on the stage.

Her face was full of excitement, and she was going to smash the talismans this afternoon, but she wouldn't smash the talismans as soon as they came, because her number of talismans was limited after all.

Thinking of the talisman, she pouted and glanced at Jian Qingling.

At noon, she decided to talk to Qingling again and ask her to sell herself some more talismans. She knew that Qingling definitely still had talismans on her body.

Jian Qingling's eyes flickered, and she said to Na Lin with a smile: "That man is obviously looking at you without blinking, okay, why did you bring me, my man is jealous."

Nalin was still thinking about how to buy talismans from Jian Qingling, and after hearing what she said, she smiled and said, "I look at me a lot, but he also looks at yours. You were busy selling talismans and didn't notice. But I can see it clearly."

The man looked at himself, then turned to look at Qingling.

After she finished talking to Jian Qingling, she looked at Mu Ziteng and said with a sneer, "You are good-looking for others to see. Qingling is so good-looking, what's wrong with that person looking at it a few times?"

Mu Ziteng just gave Na Lin a cold look, but didn't answer her words.

This woman has a problem with her brain. If he cares about her, he is looking for guilt.

He has always known that his daughter-in-law is beautiful, and he has no objection to someone who appreciates her beauty.

But you can't keep looking at your daughter-in-law, it's a desecration of her beauty, and of course he will be angry if he is looked at by such a person.

This was the reaction a husband should have, and there was nothing wrong with him. That's why he said that Na Lin had a brain problem.

Seeing that Mu Ziteng ignored her, Nalin gave a 'cut' sound, and turned her head to look at the competition on the stage again.

Sure enough, whoever has the most talismans wins.

This arena is the first to end the battle.

After Nalin finished watching, she dragged Jian Qingling to another arena to watch the match.

In the afternoon, she was taken away by Nalin again.

"I'm on stage, please cheer for me." Before going on stage, Nalin did not forget to remind her.

"Yes, come on." Jian Qingling made a fist with one hand, made a gesture of cheering, and said encouragingly: "I wish you win the game."

Nalin also made a cheering gesture and flew towards the ring.

Jian Qingling saw that Nalin's opponent was a middle-aged male cultivator, but in fact his bone age was already tens of thousands of years old, much older than Nalin's. Both of them were at the peak of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, so their combat abilities were not known.

"At Xia Song's house, please give me your advice." The middle-aged male cultivator first introduced himself.

"Nalin, please advise me." Nalin also bowed back.

The next moment, the expressions of the two changed.

A scimitar more than a foot long appeared in the hands of the Song family, and a long stick appeared in Nalin's hand at the same time.

The two looked at each other sharply, one breath, two breaths...

Suddenly they moved and rushed towards each other quickly.

The knife was suddenly dyed with a layer of golden light, and the long stick was flashed with thunder. The knife and stick collided, and the air wave shocked the two of them back.

Just as the two of them stabilized their backing bodies, they rushed towards the opposite door. Their figures kept interlacing, hitting from the ground to the air, and then from the air to the ground. separate.

(End of this chapter)