Chapter 524

The two strongest battles during the day did not exhaust the energy of wanjielou customers.

In the evening, the performances of Wanjie building are still crowded, crowded, singing and dancing.

In the central square of Wanjie mall, there is a stage ten feet long and ten feet wide, which is provided by all over the world.

Around the stage, there were a dense crowd, one by one absorbed in the performance on the stage, looking intoxicated.

At this time, Wanjie building is in an ordinary guest room.

Lu Xiaofeng constantly rubbed her neatly combed and beautiful two curled beard. Her eyes looked at the two people in the room for a while, and then looked out of the room. She wanted to go and didn't go, wanted to stay and wanted to go, with a tangled expression on her face.

"Ximen chuixue and ye Gucheng, you two really don't go to see the performance outside. There is Chang'e, Chang'e in the middle of the month. Don't you have any interest?"

Lu Xiaofeng showed a sad and angry look on her face, pointed to Ximen chuxue and ye Gucheng, and said loudly.

Ximen chuixue and ye Gucheng are solid stones and rotten wood. They have no interest at all.

"This sentence has been said 32 times."

Ximen chuixue is dressed in white. White is better than snow. His face is cold and his voice is faint.

Instead of looking at Lu Xiaofeng wandering back and forth in front of him, he kept looking at a sword in his hand, a dark sword, dark, long, narrow and ancient.

His mind seemed to be immersed in this dark sword without other foreign objects.

"Chang'e, you haven't seen it, and you see more than one."

Ye Gucheng, with black clothes and white hair, and cold eyes, gently stroked the sword in his hand, as if this sword was his favorite.

Like white clouds in the sky, he wanders leisurely in the mountains, flawless and free from dirt, traction and stumbling.

"Although tomorrow's game is very important, it also needs to rest and relax."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and finally said her purpose.

Since wanjielou announced the strongest battle, Simon chuxue and ye Gucheng sat in this room for a day. They didn't even watch the two strongest battles outside.

"I used to find out that those immortal powers were also incorporated into the first two games. I'm afraid there will be many immortal demons in tomorrow's game."

Lu Xiaofeng has a strong helpless look in her eyes. He has no grasp of tomorrow's game. It can even be said that failure is doomed.

"Whether God or devil, tomorrow's realm is the same realm."

Ximen chuixue finally transferred his eyes from the dark sword in his arms to his good friend, Lu Xiaofeng. He knew that Lu Xiaofeng was comforting him and ye Gucheng.

"We haven't had a competition for a long time. I don't know if we can meet tomorrow?"

Ye Gucheng's face was still as cold as snow, but Ximen chuxue and Lu Xiaofeng saw excitement, joy and heat from his bright eyes·······

"You

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, and the guest room fell into silence again.

The white moonlight sprinkles thin silver frost through the open window. One person leans against the door and window and looks at the moon against the railing. The two sit cross legged, one black and one white, reflecting each other.

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Wudang sect station.

"Master, it's time for dinner."

Song Yuanqiao was wearing Taoist clothes and his face was calm and calm. As in the past, he looked more than 30 years old, but his temples were slightly gray and his body was slightly broad and fat. He walked into a quiet room and said carefully.

"Yuanqiao, you're here."

In the room, there was a man of about 30 years old, with black hair and shawl, black and shiny, white face, bright eyes, looking at Song Yuanqiao who came in, and a gentle smile on his face.

This person is the leader of Wudang sect, Zhang Sanfeng.

"Shifu, younger martial brothers took their disciples outside to watch the performance. Would you like to go outside?"

Song Yuanqiao gently put down his lunch box, carefully brought out the food and put it in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

Although Zhang Sanfeng has reached the state of opening up the valley, he eats normally every day.

"The food today is very good."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a faint smile on his face.

Two more dishes than usual.

"I guess master won't eat tomorrow."

Song Yuanqiao sighed that tomorrow morning will be the third-order strongest battle. I'm afraid Zhang Sanfeng will close his eyes and wait for the final arrival of the game.

"Master, I left first."

Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who was slowly chewing the food. His face stopped talking. Finally, he slowly left the room without saying anything.

He wanted to tell his master that those who competed were scoundrels, one by one shameless.

Although we didn't say it clearly, basically everyone is one.

There are five contract beasts, and even hundreds of contract beasts. Is this still a competition?

This has become a Siege!

Zhang Sanfeng didn't seem to see the expression on song Yuanqiao's face. After quietly eating, he put the dishes into the lunch box, took them outside the door, and then sat down quietly.

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Zhonghua building.

"Game, game, tomorrow is the game

Naruto walked back and forth. At this moment, he sat and stood uneasy, scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and even broke out a cold sweat on his forehead. His eyes revealed excitement. He seemed to be an emotional contradiction.

In his body, we can see joys and sorrows, all kinds of opposite and mixed expressions.

Although he once sent a part-time player to participate in the first-class strongest battle, it was better to test his opponent's mood than the game.

As a result, I met the Taiqing sage in the world of the Western journey to subdue demons. The shadow of Naruto was separated, and was waved on the spot and dissipated.

"Yes, there will be a game tomorrow. Eat more and you can have a good game tomorrow."

Luffy answered, picked up a roast leg of lamb, tore it in a big bite and entered the wolfing mode.

As for the monkey king, he had long disappeared. He could only hear the impact of dishes in the room and the rising dishes on the table.

"Alas ~"

Naruto sat at the dinner table with a melancholy face. Naruto and the monkey king seemed to be two gluttonous eaters, constantly eating the delicious food sent by the little leader.

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"Without double swords, tomorrow is the first battle for you and me to return."

Under the bright moon, a man in his twenties wiped the golden sword in his hand and whispered. His eyes revealed a look like a sharp sword.

"I don't know if tomorrow's prey is abundant?"

On the pavilion, with gorgeous silver blue long hair and deep ice blue eyes, a domineering woman with a cold voice but a trace of eagerness.

Some people look at the moon with slanting bars, their thoughts drift, some people sing when drinking, their mood soars, some people wipe their swords and concentrate, their eyes are Zhan Zhan, some people cross their knees and meditate, Gu Jing has no waves·······

Tomorrow is a good day!