Chapter 2485

Naturally, Ximen Yu didn't know LAN ruo's idea, but to his surprise, he was not the only one among the 30 who passed the examination of disciple Guan.

"What are your four names?" Yuhuadi asked, pointing to the other four practitioners.

"Back to the emperor, younger Zhou Qingqiu."

"Go back to the emperor's master, I will change heaven."

"Back to the emperor, disciple Wang Wenhao."

"Back to the emperor, younger brother... I'm speechless."

"Mm-hmm, it's very good. You have also defeated your opponents, especially Yi Tian and Wu Yan. Your opponents are the top five of these disciples. However, if you want to pass my level, you still have to show an eye-catching performance, just like little brother ximenyu. You don't know what you think?"

"Yes, the emperor."

After some tests, only Yi Tianhe and Wuyan passed the imperial examination, and ximenyu was three.

"Ha ha, yes, it's really good. I didn't expect that three of the imperial examinees in this session passed the Qiu exam at the same time. It's really daunting."

"Pa pa pa." The other people present applauded one after another, admiring and admiring. The first hill, the dream place.

"OK, the next assessment continues." Yuhuadi continued.

...

it was soon LAN ruo's turn to play. Ximen Yu encouraged him: "Lan Ruo, remember our agreement, come on."

"Mm-hmm." LAN Ruo heavily nods, this sentence of Ximen Yu seems to be full of magic, so that LAN ruoden is full of strength.

LAN Ruo was assigned to fight with a disciple named Wang Zhongjun, who was about 40 years old, but he was already bald. The hair on his forehead was still twined on both sides. He knew it was excessive.

Wang Shijun looked at LAN Ruo and said: "sister, you are beautiful. What's your name?"

"Whatever it takes, let's go." Say LAN if take out flute, just want to blow the flute in the hand, but in the twinkling of an eye, Wang Zhongjun is robbed in the hand.

"Don't worry, sister. You have a unique flute. Just give it to your brother."

"You, you give it back to me." LAN Ruo was angry and frightened. He didn't expect that his opponent's strength was so strong that he even robbed his weapons. Without flute, LAN ruo's voice attack would be seriously affected.

"Sister, don't be so mean." Wang Zhongjun said with a smile.

"Oh, give it back to me." If the LAN roars, the sound attack sweeps to the opposite party.

But Wang Zhongjun just rotated the flute in his hand a few times, and then moved the attack wave of LAN ruo's voice to another place.

LAN Ruo felt helpless, and his attack disappeared in the invisible. Without the help of flute, there was no chance of winning at all.

"How can you give me back?" LAN Ruo depressed way.

"Hey, hey." See Wang Zhongjun in LAN ruo's flute light wipe a few times, then he threw the flute to LAN Ruo.

LAN Ruo didn't see it either. He directly attached his voice attack to the flute with nine tunes and eighteen holes. Suddenly, LAN ruo's voice attack was at least ten times stronger.

In the melodious sound of the flute in the air, the air was torn and crackled.

However, Wang Zhongjun still did not pay attention to LAN ruo's attack. One hand swept toward LAN Ruo, and his hand became bigger and bigger. He was about to hold LAN ruo's delicate body in the palm of his hand. Ximen Yu secretly applied his soul guiding technique to Wang Zhongjun's right palm. With a bang, Wang Zhongjun's huge phantom palm was blown red.

Wang Zhongjun looked at LAN Ruo in surprise. He didn't expect that the woman would hate her so much. If it wasn't for her strength, her palm would be blown away.

"Did you not write a few words on your flute, as for the heavy hand?" Wang Zhongjun said with pain.

LAN Ruo was stunned for a moment, but then he knew that it was Ximen Yu who helped him secretly. Maybe he had already seen that he was definitely not the opponent of this wretched man in front of him.

LAN Ruo this just lowered his head to see his beloved flute, only saw above: "accompany me to spend a good night together."

LAN Ruo is trembling with anger. This is a gift from Ximen Yu. He regards it as a treasure. Unexpectedly, the wretched man in front of him even profane his beloved flute.

So LAN Ruo angrily rushed to the wretched man and wanted to teach him a lesson.

If LAN rushes in front of his opponent, Ximen Yu sees the situation and detonates the spirit guiding skill on Wang Zhongjun again. Others can see that as soon as LAN ruo's body touches Wang Zhongjun, Wang Zhongjun is suddenly bombed.

LAN Ruo was pleased that ximenyu was really powerful. His magic skills appeared and disappeared. It was really impossible to defend. Of course, it was also related to the strength of his opponent. The strength of Wang Zhongjun ranked 234 among the 30 disciples of the first mountain. Therefore, it was very easy for ximenyu to use spirit guiding skills to deal with him in secret. After all, ximenyu's guidance was very easy Spirituality is absolutely the best technique.

"Wow, great." LAN ruo's wonderful performance has attracted everyone's attention. After all, among these hundreds of practitioners, it's hard to find a woman with the same beauty and strength as LAN Ruo."Ha ha, this girl is good." At this time, among the disciples who came down from the first hill, the disciple ranked about 134 said with a smile.

"Cut, it's up to you?" Another eighth ranked disciple said.

"What's wrong with me? You just rank a few more than me. What's the matter?"

"Hum, in a word, with your appearance and strength, there is no chance, ha ha."

"You! I don't think you are any better. Look at Zhang Yijian. "

"Well."

I saw Zhang Yijian staring at LAN Ruo, just like appreciating his goddess.

"Well, that's too much. He has a girlfriend."

"Everyone is fair in competition. How can you feel guilty?" The disciple ranking 134 sneered.

"Well, in that case, don't blame me. Anyway, I'll decide on this girl." The eighth disciple bit his teeth secretly.

LAN Ruo walks to Wang Zhongjun step by step. Wang Zhongjun is frightened by LAN ruo's magic and haunting technique. He keeps retreating, and he doesn't want to be bombed again.

"You... What do you want to do?" Wang Zhongjun was worried.

"If you insult me, what do you say?" LAN Ruo Leng Dao.

"I... I don't know, I didn't mean to, I lost, you let me go." Wang Zhongjun regretted that it was difficult to get off the horse now. Everyone was watching jokes.

"Let you go, unless you... You apologize to me and get rid of the rotten words on my flute."

"Well, well, I apologize. I'm wrong. I shouldn't have offended you."

LAN Ruo frowned and didn't say anything.

"I can also eliminate the words on your flute. Give it to me." Wang Zhongjun said with a smile.

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