Chapter 67 No. 54
Luo Qing greeted them with a smile that remained unchanged.

……

At this moment, the royal family and the three major families were all waiting for this moment. A middle-aged man stood in the center of the battle platform, glanced at everyone in the audience indifferently, and said loudly: "At this moment, we have ushered in two years. The Xiuxuan Contest is different from the past, this time we draw lots to determine the opponent, there are only numbers in it, number one against number two, number three against number four, number five against number six, and so on."

"The rules are the same as before, no pills that temporarily improve the cultivation level are allowed, the battle platform is the battlefield, as long as people don't die, and the opponent admits defeat, the game can be stopped."

"Okay, please come to the stage to draw lots. If you have drawn lots, you can't do it again. Otherwise, you will be disqualified for a foul."

"Brother Xie, why don't you abstain?"

Yu Huayang looked at one after another going up to draw lots, and then at the white-clothed boy beside him, and finally couldn't bear to speak.

Luo Qingxie raised her eyes and glanced a few times: "Although you can't cultivate, this son is not a soft persimmon." Luo Qingxie turned her eyes to look at the man behind her, and said with a smile: "You say so, Ning Nan."

"Yes." Ning Nan bowed his head and nodded. Although he didn't know why the prince asked him, but for him, although the prince couldn't cultivate, he still had the ability to protect himself and was not afraid of being hurt. After all, the prince used his own strength to win. Live yourself.

Luo Qingxie raised her eyebrows, and within a short while, she felt several killing intents from different directions locking on to her, Luo Qingxie shrugged.

There are quite a few people I have offended. It seems that so many people want to die in this competition.

For some reason, Luo Qingxie's scanning eyes stopped at a certain place.

"Has this girl offended her before? Tsk, this look makes it look like I have offended her." Luo Qingxie withdrew her gaze and shook her head.

In the distance, the girl in the dark green dress looked at the boy in white and had an illusion for a moment. She actually felt that this trash was looking at her just now?Even smiled at her?
The girl lost her soul, and it wasn't until the people around him called her that she came back and gave the boy in white a cold look, and then left.

The Mo family has drawn lots!
Nan's lottery is over!
……

Yu Huayang draws lots!

Luo Qingxie was the last person to step up to the stage to draw lots.

When he grabbed a stone, the people in the audience were more anxious than him, and they seemed to want to see who Luo Qingxie's opponent was.

Luo Qingxie squeezed the stone tightly in her hand, only to see a flash of light, a number entered Luo Qingxie's eyes, and the stone in her hand instantly turned into dust and flew out of her hand, dissipating in the wind.

"Brother Xie, what's your number?" Yu Huayang whispered to Luo Qingxie.

As Yu Huayang opened his mouth, no matter how soft the voice was, as long as the cultivators were willing to listen, they would definitely hear it. Everyone pricked up their ears because they all wanted to know who the opponent of the good-for-nothing son was.

"54." Luo Qingxie's lazy voice was neither loud nor soft, but it caused everyone in the venue to talk and tsk tsk.

"Who is number 53? Check to see if you are 53."

"No. 53 is the Mo family, Mo Wuxin!" An unremarkable man among the crowd shouted.

"Hey, this prince is miserable. I heard that this person likes to poach people's hearts. Every time he attacks, he will reach out to the opponent's heart."

"The blame can only be blamed on him not being able to cultivate and participating in the competition. Isn't this knowing that he is seeking death? Alas, he is also to blame."

(End of this chapter)

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