The proud concubine spoils the foolish king

Chapter 52 Prelude to the Martial Arts Conference (2)
"Yo, the devil hasn't arrived yet, I'm here too early." A helpless voice came from the sky, everyone looked up, and the first thing they saw was peach blossoms flying all over the sky, then twenty maids in white clothes, and then Then, there is the sedan chair that belongs to Tan alone, that is, a large and exaggerated sedan chair decorated with various flowers, surrounded by twenty maids who look like angels in the middle.

"Ah!" Mu Qingxu sneezed, then rubbed her nose, and looked dissatisfied at the sedan chair slowly falling in mid-air.Nothing to do with so many flowers?The good fragrance of flowers has become pungent, what a man who wastes things.

"Young lady, are you feeling unwell?" She opened the car curtain with her slender hands, and Tan, who was dressed in white, came out gracefully, with a gentle smile on her face, coquettishly shaking a fan, and her gaze was precisely aimed at Mu Qingxu .

"Allergy to pollen." Mu Qingxu leaned lazily on Emperor Jimo Yun, not even taking a moment from the corner of her eye.

Tan was slightly taken aback, and first looked at Emperor Jimo Yun who was leaned on by Mu Qingxu.This man is not as good as him in terms of appearance or temperament. Does that woman's eyes grow to the top of her head?He didn't even look at him.

"That's really my negligence. Why don't you tidy up all the petals soon?"

"Yes." The twenty maids were light and graceful, spinning and splitting like dancing, wandering around for a long time before they cleaned up the petals all over the place.

"Miss, do you feel better?" Tan smiled and looked at Mu Qingxu.

"The sedan chair." Mu Qingxu still didn't look at Tan, and pointed to the sedan chair.

"Take it."

"Yes." The twenty maids did not have any objections, carried the sedan chair and disappeared, and returned to the venue after a while.

"Young lady, do you feel better now?" Tan looked at Mu Qingxu again.

"Hallmaster doesn't have to worry about the little lady."

Tan's smile twisted slightly.

"Haha, what an interesting woman." Wild laughter sounded, and the demon in red landed in the middle of the venue.

Mu Qingxu looked up at the cloudless sky.Is there nowhere to use it?Why do you have to jump to such a high place and then fall?It would be fun if it accidentally fell.

"Mo, you're late again." As soon as he saw Mo, a disgusted expression appeared on Tan's face.

"Didn't it start yet?" Mo looked at Qi Guanhong.

"Please sit down, both of you." Qi Guanhong's mighty and unyielding spirit played a big role in becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Mo and Tan didn't make things difficult, and walked to their seats very cooperatively.

"Evil heretics just have no rules." Danyu's restless mouth began to move again.

"Who are you?" Mo stopped and looked at Danyu.

"Spirit Sword School Danyu." Facing Shangmo's gaze, Danyu flinched a bit, but immediately puffed up her chest again, pretending to look at Mo.

"Spirit Sword School? It hasn't been wiped out yet, it's really boring." After yawning, Mo sat down in his seat.

"You!" Danyu was about to explode when he was stopped by Qian and Kun beside him.

"Xiaoyu, you have to be patient, the overall situation is the most important thing, and you can't destroy the martial arts conference." Gan whispered in Danyu's ear.

"Hum!" With a cold snort, Danyu sat down again.

"Everyone is here, so without further ado, this year's martial arts competition will officially begin."

Tournament?Mu Qingxu raised her eyebrows and looked at Qi Guanhong who was speaking.Although this martial arts conference is held every year, the leader of the martial arts alliance is elected every four years. Except for the election every four years, the martial arts conferences held in other years are all martial arts competitions.It turned out that it wasn't the time to choose the leader of the martial arts alliance yet, she still wanted to see how Qi Guanhong lost the election.

"This year's Martial Arts Conference, the rules are the same as in previous years. Each faction chooses a representative by itself, and it will be held in the form of a group arena. The final winner will get a thousand-year-old snow lotus provided by Foshengmen."

Ah, is it time for Foshengmen to provide prizes this year?She doesn't even know.Mu Qingxu looked at Qiantong, who nodded slightly.

The snow lotus was packed in a special box, and after being passed around among the crowd, it returned to Qi Guan Hong's hands.

"Then, the game starts now!"

Although the martial arts competition is a competition between representatives of various sects, there are still levels. For example, the seven major sects will directly enter the final competition, so the beginning of the martial arts competition is just a brawl between the small sects.Mu Qingxu had absolutely no interest in those unskilled fights.But Emperor Jimo Yun watched it with relish.

"He is indeed a good boy." Looking at the focused Jimo Yundi, Qi Guanhong smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

"Master, your expression is disgusting."

"Impolite." Qi Guan Hong glared at her.

"What's polite? Can I eat it?" Mu Qingxu looked at Qi Guanhong innocently.

"You girl." Qi Guanhong didn't care, because he knew that Mu Qingxu would become like this only in front of acquaintances, no rules, no distance, no big or small.

"He's very talented." Qi Guan Hong looked at Emperor Jimo Yun again.

"I know this."

"What? You have already started teaching him martial arts?"

"Of course." Mu Qingxu looked proud.

"I heard Xi'er said that you liked him very much and doted on him very much. You thought you wouldn't let him do anything and would protect him to the end." Regarding Mu Qingxu's teaching Jimo Yundi to practice martial arts, Qi Guanhong also said: It's a little surprising, after all, if Mu Qingxu is really kind to someone, the level of kindness is not something ordinary people can afford. Her love is very important.

"The only person who can completely protect himself is himself." Mu Qingxu looked towards the ring, "Who is that person?"

"It's from Guigu." Qi Guanhong frowned slightly.

"Ghost Valley?" Mu Qingxu tilted her head slightly, and began to search for information about Ghost Valley in her memory, "No wonder." The competition has been going on for an hour, and that Ghost Valley's disciple is the No. He hasn't come down since then, and he has won five games in a row. His strikes are quick and ruthless, but he missed the point. Most of the people who fought with him were seriously injured. Although it is annoying, he is indeed a strong representative of the small sect. .

(End of this chapter)