Chapter 1162 The Essence of Martial Arts Tournament

"It seems that they also know that you let them in on purpose?" Zi Meng smiled lightly, looking at Bei Liwan, who pouted, but still did not speak.

Although she didn't know Zimeng's plan, she knew that what Zimeng did was right most of the time, even if there was something wrong, Di Yuanmo would make it right.

"Siyun, help her heal her injuries. There should be a competition tomorrow, right?" Zimeng sat up straight, stretched her waist, and looked at Ling Siyun with a smile. Ling Siyun nodded, and Bei Liwan immediately seemed to be dying.

Not only did Zimeng not help her, but she even asked Ling Siyun to heal her injuries. Her little aunt didn't love her anymore.

"Don't look at me so wronged. It's for your own good. If your injury is not good, how can you compete with others tomorrow?"

Zi Meng pretended not to see Bei Li Wan's aggrieved gaze.

Bei Liwan wanted to pounce on Zimeng, but Ling Siyun pressed her shoulder tightly from behind, making her scream in pain, unable to move.

"Ling Siyun, one day, I will kill you!" Although Bei Liwan was in pain, she still refused to admit defeat and used her tongue for a while.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it when you can beat me. Also, this is your little aunt's order. She is my head, so I must obey her. If you are dissatisfied, wait for you." Now, you can vent your anger on her!"

Ling Siyun said nonchalantly, Zimeng left with a smile on her lips, but didn't look back.

Bei Liwan was so blocked by Ling Siyun's words that she almost didn't come up, so she wanted to vent her anger on Zimeng?how could it be possible?
"Do you think my injury is not serious, or do you think I have lived too long? Let me go to my little aunt to vent my anger? I'm afraid, before I finish my anger, I want to be killed by my little aunt.

Even the little aunt can laugh it off, but what about the little uncle?He will never let me go just like that!Dare to get angry with little aunt, is it too long? "

Bei Liwan turned her head dissatisfied, and stared back at Ling Siyun, who shrugged disapprovingly.

Even if Di Yuanmo wanted to clean up Bei Liwan, with Zimeng around, wouldn't it be a matter of saying a word?What is this guy worried about here?
"How was the result of the martial arts competition?" Zi Meng sat beside Di Yuanmo, looking up at Di Yuanmo.

"It's not bad, but there are still a lot of people left in the Ji family and the Chu family. Although there are still people left in the other two families, most of them have already been injured. I don't know what the next martial arts competition will be like. .”

Di Yuanmo poured Zimeng a glass of water and spoke softly. Zimeng held the warm teacup, frowned slightly, and looked at Ling Siyun and the others who were making a fuss.

People from other families were killed or injured, but Ling Siyun and the others were only slightly injured, and there was no problem at all in the subsequent martial arts competition.

"I was wondering, should I remind the Yin family and the Ren family to let them give up the upcoming martial arts competition?" Zi Meng took a sip of tea and looked at Di Yuanmo.

"Wouldn't it be boring if they quit? And, in the end, one of them will have to leave the position of the four major families."

Di Yuanmo looked at Zimeng helplessly. Although Zimeng didn't want to hurt innocent people, they couldn't give up for the sake of their family.

"It's because my thinking was too simple. I only thought about not conflicting with them, but I forgot the essence of this contest." Zimeng put down her teacup and lay listlessly on the table. Di Yuanmo took care of her. Hair, keep drinking tea.

(End of this chapter)

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