Xu Shanshan coldly refuses the challenge of Ning Bihuan, "Ning Bihuan, your opponent, is us. Don't get the wrong person! "

Ning Bihuan curled her mouth and stood up to look at the tree. "Well, after the game, I hope I can have a fight with Mr. Mo and try my best."

What are you staring at me, Miss Ning? You want to challenge Mr. Mo, you stare at me and say? I'm not Mr. mo?

Ning Bihuan is also a little depressed. She didn't come to get justice for her stupid sister!

From the beginning to the end, she would like to participate in this competition only for one purpose: don't let anyone deceive her Vientiane gate, and tell anyone from three schools and five gates that her Vientiane gate can't be deceived!

In addition, I want to make an appointment to fight with the young man in white!

In the miniature of her sister's life lamp, she saw the powerful young man, who almost ignited her whole body's fighting blood at that time.

She wants to fight! She was born to fight!

Hello, girl with a limp face. Do you think I want to watch you talk?

In fact, master mo of your family is reluctant to give others a small corner of her eye from beginning to end. She can't help but talk to the tree.

"Molian, someone is going to challenge you!" The little girl tugged at his sleeve.

"No time." Mo Lian took the little girl's hand and took his seat with Shen shuizong.

"You will accept my challenge!"

Ning Bihuan stands up and stares at Mo Lian with gloomy eyes. She looks positive and leaves the sentence, but the latter completely forgets it.

When the owner of Qixia Valley heard the news, he saw that all the people from the three clans and five clans had arrived. He was talking in a low voice, drinking and eating with each other. He was relieved greatly.

Just now, he heard that Miss Ning had joined the disciples of Shenshui sect. He thought that these little aunts and grandmothers were going to make an earth shaking scene of the whole banquet.

Unexpectedly, the scene he saw was so harmonious, which surprised and delighted the valley master. He almost wanted to hold a tear for himself.

It's not easy to be a competent peacemaker.

After three rounds of wine, all the people were full.

The owner of Qixia valley was so excited that he asked people to hold the sign box and smile to all the people. "I see that all the three clans and five clans are together, so the competition is ahead of schedule. If Miss Ning doesn't have a problem, shall we set the game the day after tomorrow? "

Ning Bihuan waved his hand, and there was a stiff smile on a small, straight face. "We martial artists don't pay so much attention to it, the day after tomorrow, whatever you want."

"Miss Ning is so cheerful!" The owner of Qixia Valley is overjoyed!

Ancestors, hurry up and get out!

After a glance of the valley master, the disciples of Qixia Valley hurriedly came to the disciples of the three clans and five clans with eight signboxes.

"Here are 120 pairs of signature numbers. Take the corresponding number and register with our disciples. That's OK." The valley Master explained with a smile on his face, which made all the disciples of the three sects and five sects draw lots.

Anyway, they all depend on their luck. They didn't care much. They reached into the sign box one after another and took the branch number out.

Two disciples of Qixia Valley sit by and register their autographs and surnames.

Qiao suddenly stood up and ran to the table at dawn.

Duan Yue immediately excitedly went back to his head. A pair of peach blossom eyes blinked and asked, "Joe, do you want me?"