Rebirth: Cultivation of Immortals in the city

Chapter 115 Lottery
Wei Xiazong coughed, and said, "If Wei hadn't been seriously injured, he wouldn't have troubled Elder Long to take me to the battle." There was a bit of regret under his eyes. What an honor.

It's a pity... A few days ago, he was attacked by gangsters and was seriously injured. It was not easy for him to be able to move about normally.

"Elder Wei, you don't have to be polite." Long Su'er smiled lightly, and said, "I have social relations with Juanjuan, so it's a battle of love."

"Juanjuan being able to make friends with Elder Long can be said to be a blessing in her previous life. It is not easy." Wei Xiazong secretly observed Long Su'er's cultivation and checked her information. She is just a girl who is not over 20 years old. Unexpectedly, it is already a foundation-building practice, the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead.

"We're the same age, so we naturally have more common language." Long Su'er didn't fall or resist, just smiled at the wind, and chatted according to her peers.

Wei Xiazong laughed lightly, sat down, and said: "There are quite a few juniors from the Gu family, Zhou family, and Han family, and they all came to join in the fun."

"There is one time in a big competition, and it's normal to be curious." Having said that, Long Su'er glanced at Wei's house.

In their hearts, they all wished that there would be more juniors in their family, which are all symbols of spiritual roots. In this era of lack of spiritual energy, good spiritual roots are becoming less and less.

"Everyone be quiet." Mo Ru was so angry that his voice filled the entire venue. He stood up and said, "Today is the once-in-ten-year competition. The four families of Gu, Wei, Zhou, and Han will hold friendship exchanges. Mo Ru I am honored to represent Luoxue Pavilion as the judge for this time, and we also invited the Gong family and the Xue family to witness the outcome of this friendly match."

'Wow. ' There was a wave of applause.

"Then let us decide the order of appearance and the confrontation family in turn." Mo Ru raised his hand and saw an instrument filled with balls, which was filled with numbers, and which number was against which number was determined by this instrument.

"Everyone, please." Han Anrong painted exquisite fruit makeup, which looked fresh and moving. She was wearing a brown skirt and swayed as she walked. She was the only female patriarch among the four families. She supports women, but she is perfectly successful, and her status has not been shaken for many years, which shows that her methods are mediocre.

Zhou Zhengwen smiled heartily, with an undisguised admiration in his eyes, and said: "Zhou respects ladies first, Patriarch Han invites you first."

Although Han Anrong is more than 50 years old, she has eaten Dingyan Pill and has an immortal face, and the life span of a cultivator is very long, her age has long been forgotten, her cheeks are reddish that does not match her age, she is flattered He said: "Then... I'd rather be respectful than obedient?"

Gu Rui and Wei Yin didn't care, they just arched their hands with a smile on their faces. Han Anrong responded with winks to them respectively, but the two remained indifferent. It's not chaotic, but although Wei Yin is romantic, she doesn't dare to provoke her. Han Anrong is a ferocious beauty snake, and her appearance is her sharp weapon.

Han Anrong swung his hand back, the instrument turned three times, and it stopped as soon as she withdrew her hand, and a small red ball drilled out from the round mouth, with the number three written on it.

Zhou Zhengwen deliberately stood close to her, and waved his hand, without any intention of asking, only to see a small blue ball surge out, with number two written on it.

Even numbers are opposite, which means that the Wei family and the Gu family will not fight, and the two patriarchs immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Ruiben and Wei Yin had a good relationship, so he knew his family's situation well, and it was already a sure thing to win the competition, so he said, "Brother Wei, please go first."

Wei Yin nodded gratefully, waved his hand and paused for a while, his eyes were fixed on the ball, and a yellow ball flew out, with the number one written on it.

"The families of the match have been decided, the Gu family and the Han family, the Wei family and the Zhou family." Mo Ruming saw a few numbers, and said again: "In the first match, the Zhou family will fight against the Wei family."

Wei Yin immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was obviously delighted by this result. He would rather face the insidious and cunning Zhou Zhengwen than be an enemy of the beauty snake.

The several Patriarchs nodded and returned to the family's team respectively. The players they sent were all selected by the family.

Long Su'er was the weakest, so she was sent first. This was an unwritten rule, because the elders could continue to fight on the winning side, so the stronger ones were sent behind.

Long Su'er didn't object, she soared into the air and landed directly in the center of the arena.

A light blue shadow flew up from the Zhou family's elders' seat, carrying a scent of perfume, and landed on the stage. The third elder of Zhou Hanman's family, who was also a middle-stage foundation-builder, stroked her hand. Smoothing the hair from the sideburns, put it behind the ears, and said: "This is the first time I see this elder, how do I call him?"

Long Su'er's eyes were like lake water in a mirror without any waves, and said: "Long Su'er."

"Your surname is Long?" Zhou Hanman twitched his lips, as if he had heard something funny.

"I'm the elder Keqing of the Zhou family, what's wrong?" She didn't answer the question instead, and didn't take Zhou Hanman's words.

Zhou Hanman waved her hand indifferently. Since the Wei family could send her out, they had already figured out how to respond, so it was useless for her to say more, and said, "Of course not, but I'm curious because I haven't met a fellow Taoist."

Long Su'er smiled lightly, but didn't say anything.

Under the stage, a man in black yelled, "Are the two elders ready?"

Zhou Hanman said charmingly: "It's already done."

Long Su'er said flatly: "Yes."

"Okay, let's start the competition." The man in black leaped backwards as he spoke, for fear of hurting innocent people. After all, the competition is extremely fierce every year, and it is not something he can bear at a mere refining level.

Zhou Hanman pinched his handprints and said, "I can let Elder Long attack me." That tone was obviously contemptuous of her.

Long Su'er was also unceremonious, she pinched her fingerprints, put on an indifferent look, and said, "No need."

Zhou Hanman smiled regretfully, with a trace of ferocity in his eyes, and said: "That's a pity, I'm afraid Elder Long will never have a chance to attack again."

"If that's the case, then Elder Zhou is capable." Long Su'er raised her eyebrows provocatively, she strongly felt that the hostility brought by Zhou Hanman, the war was imminent, but they were all brewing.

"Drips of water wear through rocks." Zhou Hanman was really impatient. Compared with the old monster Long Su'er, she could only have the temper of a doll.

(End of this chapter)