Wudong Cangming

Qin Lei smiled helplessly, "Is Xiao Xian'er right, tell me why you follow me,"

"There is no reason, I just want to see what kind of person Qin Lei is, why he participated in my martial arts competition, do you really want to marry me?" Xiao Xian'er walked slowly to Qin Lei's room. In front of her, although she is now in a daughter's outfit, her perfect and exquisite facial features and hot body are still obvious.

It was such a familiar face. Xiao Xian'er stepped on Qin Lei's heart every step he took towards Qin Lei, making Qin Lei's heart tremble. How much he wanted to reach out and touch the other's face, but Qin Lei knew he couldn't do this.

Seeing this familiar face, Qin Lei's tears suddenly rolled in his eyes. Qin Lei turned his head, calmed down his mood, and said, "We don't seem to be that familiar, you should leave."

"Strange, why are you crying? It's so strange. Is this the talented Qin Lei from Di'e City?" Xiao Xian'er seemed to have some kind of interest in Qin Lei, and refused to leave.

"Hi sister Xian'er, my name is Ling'er, this is my brother Mo'er, you should have seen it before." Ling'er ran out from Qin Lei, hugged Xiao Xian'er's leg, and said.

"Ling'er, good name. Of course I've seen Mo'er. I injured Uncle Lei Zhen yesterday. How could I not know? By the way, what is the relationship between you and Qin Lei?"

Xiao Xian'er asked.

"He's our big brother,"

"Oh, so it's just the big brother," Xiao Xian'er seemed to be relieved, wondering why I seemed to be relieved, what relationship did Qin Lei have with the two of them, and what was my business.

"Mo'er, Linger, you can accompany this sister, I'll go first," Qin Lei didn't look up at her again, turned his head and walked into the distance, Qin Lei walked quickly, without turning back, because facing the When Xiao Xian'er was here, Qin Lei couldn't help himself.

Although Xiao Xian'er looks very similar to Tang Yanran, but his personality is different, Qin Lei knows that this is definitely not the same person.

Seeing Qin Lei leave, Xiao Xian'er was a little strange, looked at Ling'er and asked: "You big brother is so strange, why does he seem to be afraid of me?"

"He's not afraid of you, he just loves you, so he doesn't know how to face you," Ling'er said with a smile.

"Do you think I will believe it?" Xiao Xian'er pretended to be angry.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask big brother. In fact, my brother was going to leave here yesterday, but unexpectedly, he saw you and was reluctant to leave. He even went to participate in your competition to recruit relatives. Just imagine."

Xiao Xian'er blushed suddenly, and said to herself: "How is this possible, the legendary Qin Lei is not like this, it's really strange,"

……

Qin Lei walked away blankly, his heart ached, the pain of longing, the more he saw Xiao Xian'er, the more Qin Lei missed Tang Yanran.

I didn't know how far I had walked, but when I raised my head, I was already in front of the city gate. At this time, Qin Lei remembered that there was still a competition this afternoon. Although Xiao Xian'er was not Tang Yanran, Qin Lei had a sense of responsibility that made him have to do it for him. Xiao Xianer do something.

He hurried back to the battle field, the match had already started, and this was Qin Lei's match, if Xiao Xian'er hadn't greeted the people in the battle field in advance, Qin Lei might have been judged to have lost by now.

Qin Lei stepped onto the martial arts arena, and the opponent was a warrior of the ninth level of Wu Zong, from the Tengwu Continent, and he was also a powerful poison master.

On the Devil's Continent, only Nian Shi is still prevalent. On the Tengwu Continent, spirit exorcisers, beast exorcisers, talisman masters, elixir masters, and poison masters are almost never seen here.

So when Qin Lei felt that there were countless toxins hidden in the opponent's body, he already guessed that he was a poison pharmacist from Tengwu Continent.

Walking to the competition stage, Qin Lei cupped his hands and said, "Qin Lei accepts the lesson."

"Jin Shuo,"

"start…"

Following the referee's order, Jin Shuo rushed towards Qin Lei. He was holding a paper fan, which emitted a faint blue light. A weapon made from poison.

And there is a faint holy light on the virus device, which means that this fan did not belong to this person before, it should be given to him by someone else.

A poisonous sacred weapon appeared, and it seems that all the ones left now are very unusual.

With a move of Qin Lei's hands, the Sky-Splitting Spear appeared. It was given to Qin Lei by Lou Ke when he thought he could bribe him, but in the end Qin Lei was not bribed by him, and he refined Lou Ke into a soul slave.

"This is…"

There was an uproar on the entire martial arts arena. This is a quasi-emperor's weapon. Although it is not a real emperor's weapon, it is still much stronger than the poisonous holy weapon in Jin Shuo's hands.

Qin Lei doesn't know how to use weapons. In normal battles, Qin Lei usually only uses the ancestor of Nian Bing and powerful martial arts. Although the Sky Splitting Spear is a quasi-emperor weapon, it is difficult to play its true role in Qin Lei's hands .

boom boom boom…

The Sky-Splitting Spear swept out, and the powerful force exploded in the air, causing ripples to appear on the space barrier. Although Jin Shuo was not hurt, Jin Shuo was already afraid of such a powerful attack.

"Qin Lei, go to hell,"

chi chi...

A black mist flew out from Jin Shuo's hand, and a stench rushed towards his face. Qin Lei couldn't help but took two steps back, but the black mist seemed to have eyes, and it chased Qin Lei relentlessly.

Indeed, the black mist has eyes.

"Poison Elixir,"

Qin Lei was terrified. Qin Lei had heard from Teacher Yang Wei that some extremely gifted poison masters could concoct a poison elixir linked to his own body, and he could control the poison with his mind. Dan's attack was similar to Nian Shi's.

Qin Lei never thought that he would meet a poison pharmacist who possessed a poison pill here. This person is not very powerful. If he becomes a strong man in the sanctuary and combined with this poison pill, he might become a real fierce god .

If he is really cruel, a city will be destroyed by him.

"Hahaha, since you know the existence of the Poison Pill, let you be the first to sacrifice my Poison Pill," Jin Shuo laughed loudly.

"Hmph, if you want me to sacrifice your poison elixir, it depends on whether you have that ability." Qin Lei knew that this poison pharmacist was really powerful, so Qin Lei didn't dare to exaggerate. The pupils burst out at the same time.

chi chi...

The pupil of blood light knocked back the Poison Spirit Pill, and Qin Lei used Shunbu again, and the next moment he came to Jin Shuo's face paint, he picked up the Sky Splitting Spear, and sent the fan of the opponent's Poison Saint Artifact flying.

Immediately afterwards, the broken star finger was urged with the left hand, and it was tapped on the opponent's right arm.

boom…

Jin Shuo's left hand was directly shattered by Qin Lei's Broken Star Finger. Qin Lei sneered and pointed his left hand at the opponent's throat, "You lost."

"You are very strong, in your hands, I am convinced, but next time, I will definitely come to you again,"

"Oh, you think you can beat me next time," Qin Lei laughed.

"You should understand that before our lineage of poison pharmacists reached the sanctuary, our strength was average, but as long as I become a sanctuary, I don't believe you can defeat me,"

Qin Lei nodded, "Indeed, after you reach the sanctuary, it will be a qualitative leap, but even if you really become a sanctuary poison pharmacist, you are still not my opponent. If you don't believe me, we will wait and see,"

"it is good,"

Jin Shuo sneered, turned his head and walked down the competition stage.

At this time, the referee came over and said: "One hundred and eight enter the top 64, pro Lei Sheng,"

A burst of cheers came from the viewing platform, Qin Lei glanced at his original seat, Xiao Xian'er, Mo'er, and Ling'er were there, but Xiao Xian'er was still dressed in men's clothes, so it didn't cause any trouble. Too much of a stir.

Qin Lei walked over there and said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for your answer,"

"What answer," Qin Lei asked.

"Why did you take part in this battle, can you tell me,"

"If I say it's for you, what will happen to you," Qin Lei then asked.

"No problem, I'll wait for you,"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Xian'er ran away from the place. Qin Lei didn't know why, but suddenly smiled. Looking at Xiao Xian'er's back, Qin Lei couldn't tell whether it was Xiao Xian'er or Tang Yanran.

"Brother is amazing." Ling'er gave a thumbs up.

"Okay, Xiao Ling'er, tell me if sister Xiao Xian'er said anything to you," Qin Lei said.

"Sister Xiao Xian'er said she loves you, believe it or not," Ling'er laughed.

"I do not believe,"

"If you don't believe me, just ask, look quickly, my brother went to the competition, this time my brother is facing a second-level Wu Zun warrior from the Qingfeng tribe, you are the only brother who can kill him with a few moves," Ling'er laughed.

Qin Lei turned his head to look, and Mo'er had already walked to the competition stage, and now there was an old man of the Qingfeng clan who looked to be five or sixty years old standing on the competition stage.

Qin Lei is also quite strange, this look is no match, at least he should look younger.

After Mo'er appeared on the stage, there was a burst of cheers from the audience. Now Mo'er is the most popular contestant to win the championship, but everyone is also wondering, if Mo'er really wins, will Xiao Xianer marry a little doll? .

Qin Lei sat down and was about to watch the battle between Mo'er and the Qingfeng clan warrior. At this time, the referee stepped onto the competition stage and said loudly: "The competition begins."

After the match started, Mo'er stood motionless at the same spot, and the warriors of the Qingfeng Clan knew that Mo'er might have great strength, so they didn't dare to attack rashly.

All of a sudden, neither of them moved, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

After a long, long time, the warrior of the Qingfeng Clan surrendered on his own initiative, which caused an uproar among the watching people. No one thought that a warrior of the second level of Wu Zun would admit defeat in the face of a little baby.

The people who originally wanted to watch Mo'er's performance also felt helpless, and secretly scolded that old man for being too useless.

But a game is a game, Mo'er can't let people not admit defeat, right?