Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 391 Well, I'm Excited
"What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Have a fever?" Jun Ziqian reached out to touch her forehead.

Wu Jiuzi hurriedly dodged and coughed: "What's the matter with fever, I'm fine."

"Then why is your face so red?" Jun Ziqian was still worried.

"This—it's because I'm excited about participating in the competition—well, I'm very excited." Wu Jiuzi explained seriously, glanced at Jun Ziqian, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Hey, why is your face so yellow? sleep well?"

Jun Ziqian's face flushed slightly: "Last night I...I didn't feel well in my stomach, so I ran... ran a few times."

Not only did he run a few times, he almost never left Gong Tong!

It didn't stop until dawn, and I didn't sleep all night...

"Did you eat bad stomach? How are you doing now?" Wu Jiuzi finally put aside her erotic dreams and asked with concern.

"It's all right, it's all right now." Junzi Qianjun blushed slightly, he had never had a stomachache in his life, he didn't expect to catch up today!

He looked up at the sky again: "Let's go quickly, don't be late on the first day."

Wu Jiuzi thought that she had been drilled all night, and had a dream that required a lot of physical strength. She must be in a bad mood in the morning, but she did not expect that she would be full of energy after waking up, as if she had just eaten ginseng fruit, and all the pores of her body were exposed. Feel comfortable.

Today is the day of the competition.There are two martial arts training grounds on the main peak of Jiufeng Mountain, and the two martial arts training grounds are crowded with disciples from various sects who are competing.

Nanping is the competition area for male students, while Beiping is the competition area for female students.

The male and female disciples first mixed together, listening to the head of the Jiuhuamen read out the speech of the competition, as well as the speeches of the judges from each competition area.

That scale is about the same as the opening ceremony of a modern sports meeting.

Wu Jiuzi stood among a group of pink and willow green disciples, looking at the people on the high platform.

On the high platform are the heads of various sects, Dharma protectors, teachers, etc., all of them are elders with high morals and high prestige. .

The orthodox sects in the whole continent are very famous. Some people, Wu Jiuzi, have only heard of the name, and now they finally see a living one...

Ling Yunzi, who hadn't shown up for a long time, also went out for this matter and presided over it himself.

The head of the Xiaguang Sect is a woman who looks quite like Miejue Shitai. Her sharp eyes swept across the stage: "Why isn't Priest Fengjian here?"

Wu Jiuzi secretly smiled, it seemed that his master was really good for all ages, and a Taoist nun with such an upright and dignified appearance actually asked him as soon as she opened her mouth.

Ling Yunzi smiled slightly: "Liu Xiang has something to do today, so he won't come for the time being."

"What can be as big as today's event?" Another person asked with a slightly displeased tone.

It stands to reason that the eight chief priests of Jiuhuamen should all be present to show their grandeur, and Fengjian Liuxiang's absence for no reason really made these people unhappy.

Liu Xiangdao: "Don't blame the fairy, Priest Kazama is indeed delayed. Palace Master Xiao was seriously injured and is currently recuperating on Piaomiao Peak. Priest Kazama wants to heal her. Today is a critical time, so there is no delay."

"Palace Master Xiao? Palace Master Xiao of Hanxiang Palace?" Someone asked, with some surprise in his tone.

"That's right, it's the Palace Master." Liu Xiang nodded. 
(End of this chapter)