Fantasy: Gift Chance, Crit Compensation!

After half a column of incense.

boom!

A figure was knocked flying, and fell heavily to the ground, raising dust.

It was the young man of the Mu clan.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his eyes were a little unwilling.

"Assignment."

The young man of the Murong clan arched his hands slightly, with a smug smile on his face.

Victory in the first battle allowed him to put on a good fit.

In the future, the prestige in the clan can also be improved a lot.

The most important thing is that the eldest lady is also watching.

With his hands behind his back, he Shi Shiran returned to the Murong Clan's camp.

"Played well."

Murong Bo took a sip of tea and said with relief.

Then he looked at Mu Guhan.

He thought that Mu Guhan's complexion would be very dark and ugly.

But what made him feel strange, except for a slight frown, Mu Guhan had no other expression.

"Force calm down!"

Murong Bo sneered inwardly, then waved his right hand to signal the second person to come on stage.

Suddenly another person came out from behind.

The same is true for the Mu people.

"The wooden warehouse of the wood clan."

"Murong Qing of the Murong clan."

The two bowed their hands and saluted, then shot directly and fought.

"This Murong clan is worthy of being a branch of the ancient Murong Mansion, and its swordsmanship is really fierce."

Qiu Nanqing said.

"Is it Murong Mansion?"

Lu Xuan frowned slightly.

He had seen records about Murong Mansion in some files.

In Dongzhou, when an aristocratic family is deep enough, has a long history, and is strong enough, it can be called an ancient family.

And the ancient clan is an existence that the Dao domain will not ignore.

Murong Mansion is one of them.

And in the ancient clan, the Murong Mansion is also a top-level existence.

When its strength is at its peak, even in the face of the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect, it is not too much to give up!

In the past, the Murong Mansion Palace Master and the Sword Sect Sect Master had a shocking battle, and the sword marks still remain in the Dao Domain for the younger disciples to comprehend!

But then, for some unknown reason, the Murong Mansion suddenly chose to hide from the world, giving up all branches and disappearing without a trace. It has not appeared for thousands of years.

So the world can't be sure if they really exist now.

"Then Murong Binglan will definitely become a strong swordsman in the future, as long as he doesn't fall in the middle,"

Qiu Nanqing snorted at the Murong clan, "The swordsmanship of Murong Mansion, plus the swordsmanship of Jianzong, the two are combined. I don't know how high she will cultivate?"

Lu Xuan followed his gaze.

I saw a slender woman standing beside Murong Bo.

The skin is like jade, and the face is beautiful.

Her hair was tied up with a hairpin, leaving only two strands of blue silk hanging down from her temples, dancing with the wind.

"The appearance is excellent, but unfortunately the temperament is too cold."

Lu Xuan suddenly thought of his junior sister Jiang Yaoge.

When he first saw Jiang Yaoge, Jiang Yaoge had the same temperament, but there have been a lot of changes recently, of course, this change is only for him.

Time passed little by little,

The situation on the field gradually became clearer.

This time, the Mu people had the upper hand.

The last beautiful wood-based technique sent Murong Qing flying away.

Mu Cang, the young man of the Mu clan, cupped his hands, turned around and left without saying anything.

Only Na Murong Qing returned to the crowd with an ugly face.

"The character of this Mu clan is a bit too depressing, right?"

Lu Xuan frowned slightly.

It stands to reason that after one's own clan wins a game, at least there will be some cheers, or some other words of celebration.

but no...

Dead silent as always.

Everyone watched silently, not saying a word.

"This should have something to do with the tricks they cultivated."

Qiu Nanqing thought for a while and explained, "The wood clan, who practice wood-based magic, are in seclusion all year round, just like wood."

Although she also felt depressed and strange.

But didn't think much of it.

"Fine."

Looking back, Lu Xuan clenched his hands slightly behind his back.

For some reason, his mind could not be completely at peace today, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

But think about it, what could happen?

In the end, he could only shake his head.

However, in my heart, there was still a little bit of vigilance.

As if aware of it, Murong Binglan looked towards Lu Xuan.

Her eyes first fell on Qiu Nanqing, and then moved to Lu Xuan.

She didn't know much about this handsome man beside Qiu Nanqing.

In the news that my father found out, this person seemed to be a little white face that Qiu Nanqing took care of, and it was not worth mentioning.

Thinking about it, Murong Binglan stopped paying attention.

"Everyone, it's your turn."

Mu Guhan turned around and smiled at Qiu Nanqing.

"Um,"

Qiu Nanqing nodded and said, "Chen Shuang, you are in this game."

"Yes!"

Chen Shuang cupped her hands and walked forward.

The battle between the servants has ended, and now it is the turn of Shangzong.

Compared with the servants, the battle between the upper sects is more interesting! *