At the beginning, I accepted the Empress as a disciple, but she turned out to be a rebel disciple.

As the butler's voice fell, Luo Qian, who was dressed in a Confucian robe, stepped into the ring, his cyan robe fluttered, and the sunset light fell on his body, which seemed to turn into a little starlight, lining him like a poetry in a painting, absolutely dusty.

For a while, the people on and off the stage became silent and looked at the person on the stage in surprise.

The burly ringlord's face faded with shock, but there was more disdain under his eyes, and he sneered in his heart, it seemed to be a little white face, and he had to find a way to let him choose the competition, see if I didn't punch this little white face to cry!

According to the rules, the challenger chooses whether to compete or compete, in order to select the city lord's mansion with both civil and military integrity, in order to avoid unexpected situations, the challenger must agree to the butler after selection.

The ring lord was about to speak, but Luo Qian had already said to the butler: "I choose to compete."

Hearing this, the butler was stunned, thinking that he had misheard, and asked incredulously: "Are you sure?" You think about it clearly. The

ring lord clenched his fists, if this little white face chose a literary fight, he was really not sure with the ink in his stomach.

Luo Qian nodded and said, "Wudou, I think clearly." The

butler sighed imperceptibly, he had an excellent impression of the bookish young man, but it was a pity.

The ring lord breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in his heart that this little white face really did not know the height of the sky, but fortunately, it was cheaper for himself.

The audience below is noisy, shouldn't it be the imaginary fight between poems and sentences? How to change the martial arts, this young man looks like he can cry for a long time with one punch.

But this loss soon turned into strong expectations, and there were even bets on good things that the young man would hold out a few punches.

In the ring, the two stood facing each other.

"Don't worry, little brother, I'll start lightly." The ringmaster shook his arm and said with a smile.

Luo Qian smiled and said, "Thank you."

The lord's face was slightly cold, and he said, "Then you will be offended." The

next moment, he raised his sandbag-sized fist and rushed forward.

Luo Qian took a breath lightly, stared indifferently at the fists and feet of the ringlord, and for a moment, his attack line had been figured out in his heart.

The fist came in the wind, waving layers of dust, and the fist that was sharply enlarged in the pupils was wrapped in a layer of gray qi, sandwiched with the aura of a fierce tiger devouring people.

This Ring Lord turned out to be a cultivator who practiced Qi Ninefold!

Bang -

in the muffled thunderous sound, the dust is like a curtain, and everyone is watching with bated breath, in this case, the challenger is afraid that he will be pounded into meat puree, right?

When the dust cleared, two figures appeared in the ring, the burly man pounded his fist on the ground, and a few inches away from the fist, the man in Confucian robes stood straight.

Only a little bit of the ringlord's fist smashed into Luo Qian, in the dust, everyone didn't know how he avoided it, and the ringlord was also confused, he obviously hit.

It must be this little white face lucky!

He wanted to raise his fist, but unfortunately Luo Qian didn't give him a chance, and a palm slap lightly hit his chest.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the body of the ring lord flew out upside down like a broken ribbon and smashed heavily under the ring.

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Wow, what's the situation?"

The butler also watched this scene blankly, and at this moment he fully understood what it is to be unseemly.

As the sun sets, night slowly looms.

Under the ring, there was silence for a moment, and then the cheers floated.

The butler also came to his senses and announced, "Winner, Luo Qian!" "

[Ding, mission accomplished. 【

Congratulations to the host for getting a reward: a realm simulation card. A

familiar electronic sound sounded in his ears, and Luo Qian was a little puzzled, what is this realm simulation card?

But now he didn't have time to check, and the butler had already taken him to a private room with a smile on his face.

"Gongzi will wait here for a while, and the old slave will go to report to the master first."

After the housekeeper dropped such a sentence, he let the maid watch the tea and left.

"Gongzi, oh no, I have to call my aunt in the future." The cute maid saw that the housekeeper was gone, and she was a little more bold.

"Aunt, she looks so handsome~"

In her eyes, the status of her son-in-law is just the same as these subordinates, they all want to be cows and horses, moreover...

Thinking of this, she looked at Luo Qian with pity.

"Hmm..." Luo Qian was stared at a little uncomfortably.

"Aunt, just call me Ping'er."

She held the teacup and said, "Aunt, drink tea."

Luo Qian took it, took a sip of tea, and placed it on the table next to it.

"Aunt can order Ping'er if she has anything."

"Ping'er girl, I want to ask, your young lady..." said Luo Qian tentatively.

Ping'er smiled and groaned, "Aunt wants to ask my young lady if she looks good?"

She turned her back on her hand, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed under her eyes, which happened to be seen by Luo Qian.

"Don't worry, my young lady, beautiful as a fairy, sinking fish and falling geese, and my aunt is very suitable!"

Luo Qian's eyebrows were slightly locked, his mind sank, and he asked some questions, such as, what does your young lady like to eat, what hobbies do you usually have, and so on.

Ping'er was stunned, and each time she hesitated for a while before saying: "My young lady..."

Finally, after Luo Qian asked three or five questions, Ping'er was a little overwhelmed, found an excuse and slipped away, leaving Luo Qian to sit alone in the room.

He was more and more sure that this city lord's mansion might not exist.

After a long time, the butler returned.

He explained the matter of tomorrow, because the city lord suddenly decided to hold the wedding banquet at tomorrow's birthday banquet by the way.

This made Luo Qian's face change slightly, originally he only planned to obtain the qualification to participate in the birthday banquet, but he didn't really want to put himself in.

The housekeeper saw Luo Qian's face and asked, "It seems that my aunt is unwilling to marry my young lady?"

Luo Qian straightened his expression and said, "I am very grateful to be favored by the city lord in Xia, but this time is too hasty." The

housekeeper was not suspicious, and still said with a smile on his face: "Aunt don't have to worry, everything is according to the process, become the son-in-law of the city lord's mansion, which one in this city will not look up at the aunt in the future?" "

The housekeeper explained the general process of tomorrow, and let Luo move back, according to the rules, he is not yet in the category of outsiders, and he is not qualified to live in the city lord's mansion.

Before leaving, the housekeeper asked Luo Qian some more questions.

Out of the private room, Luo Qian walked to the street, and when he passed a certain street corner, a girl in a white dress stood behind him.

"Master, how does this dragon express taste like?"

Luo Qian sneered, ignored her, turned around and left.

Su Yingmo looked at Luo Qian's back and smiled slightly, shaking the two strings of sugar gourds in his hand, "Someone is not lucky to eat the sugar gourds I bought."

Luo Qian paused and turned around and raised his eyebrows.

When he returned to Nanquan Restaurant, Luo Qian happily ate two strings of sugar gourds in his hand, followed by a resentful girl in white, stepping angrily on his elongated shadow.