Chapter 67: Is it a contest or a hero to save the United States?

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Hua Xianer smiled at her lips and sat down at the table. She picked up the teapot on the table and poured herself a cup of tea. She sighed softly. "Today, you also saw that woman is amazing?"
Chu Lian’s daughter took a long while and reacted.
You are talking about Duanmu.

Hua Xianer rolled her eyes, put down the teacup, and turned to look at Chu Lianer. "Isn't she still there? You should also see her scene against Xue Xinmei."
Chu Lianer nodded. Indeed, the woman’s strength also shocked her.
"You should also know that she is already the peak of the Emperor, and that we can't beat her with one strength..."
Hua Xianer’s words have not been finished yet, and Chu Lianer said coldly: "That is you, I am different from you, and I am already a nine-level emperor."
Hua Xianer looked at the proud Chulian, and sneered, "You just eat Xiangyun Dan, you can be promoted to the emperor, you think you can really win the woman. If Xiang Yundan is useful, Xue Jinshuo Will not be scrapped by that woman."
Hua Xianer’s words poked the key points of Chu Lianer. Indeed, he relied on eating Xiangyundan to promote the emperor. On the real thing, he must not beat the woman. The original Xue Jinshuo also photographed Xiang Yundan, but it was still abandoned by Duanmu. I have to admit that Duanmu is a terrible woman. Chulian children seem to feel that their right hand has begun to faintly hurt.
Looking at the face of Chulian's more and more white, Hua Xian's lips once again evoke a smirk. "How, think clearly, do you want to cooperate?"
"Talk about it, how do you want a cooperation law?" Chulian said so on his mouth, but his heart did not relax.
Hua Xianer made a mysterious hook on his finger. "You come over."
Chu Lianer will be willing to put his ears together.
"We are like this..." Hua Xianer put the red lips on the lips of Chulian, and whispered for a while.
Although Chu Lianer always looks at her head, she does not completely believe in the words of Huan Xianer. Hua Xianer is a woman who is not an ordinary woman. She is a master who eats people and does not spit bones. For her woman who will bite you at any time, can't help.
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On the sixth day of the contest, the final match list was announced before the game.
The first game: Hua Yeer battles against the snow, the second game: Xia Houshan vs. Lian Zhengyu, the third game: the moon as the night against the flower fairy, the fourth: Mu Jianfeng vs. Chu Lianer, the fifth: Duanmu汐 汐 对 对 西 西. Undoubtedly, what everyone wants to see most is the test of the most popular Duanmu and the head of the four major families.
Soon the first test began, and both the leaves and the snow fell on the martial arts.
This is the first time that Duanmu was seen with flowers and snow.
The flower leaf child holds a white leather whip, a long skirt with light blue and silver-colored embroidered flowers, and a simple heart-shaped plaque. Only a few stars of white pearls are worn. Although she is not as charming as her sister, Hua Xian, but wins in the elegant. This kind of elegance will make people feel that she is a good girl at first sight.
Snow falling dust, a light blue robes, Yushu Linfeng, holding a folding fan in hand, the wind is flowing, and he is much more handsome than his brother Xue Jinshuo. Such a handsome and handsome son went to the brothel, which must be the object of the girls.
In the mind, thinking of the snow falling dust by the girls in the brothel, the mouth of Duanmu’s mouth unconsciously smiled.
"Is he handsome?"
The voice of Xuanyuan Mo suddenly sounded in the ear, and Duanmu’s heart shook unconsciously.
"Of course, we are not handsome!"
With a little bit of pleasing words and a sweet smile on the beautiful little face, Xuanyuan ink's mouth slowly rises. At the last moment, the wind was blowing, and the next moment was bright, saying that Xuanyuan ink is like this.
On the stage, the expression of flowers and snow and dust is very weird.
The flower leaves are cold with a small face, and a pair of water squatting coldly against the snow falling opposite.
Snow falling dust is a smirk, but there is a faint sorrow in a pair of black scorpions.
With a small hand and a wave of flowers, the white leather whip flew toward the snow.
The snow did not evade the dust, and the hand whip was directly grasped by hand, and the flower came to the snow. The snow fell into the dust with a hand, and the small fiber of the flower leaf was in one hand, and the scent of the flower leaf was intoxicated.
The flowery face is shy and red, and she struggles hard. "Snow is dusty, you are shameless."
The snow fell into the dust and heard no anger and laughter. With the voice that only the two of them could hear: "Shameless? The lady said wrong, this is love."
... everyone in the audience is somewhat incomprehensible. It is not like comparing, it seems to be flirting.
"This snow is really like a rumor, it is a playboy, and it can be played by others."
"Yes, even the flower girl and the prostitute dare to play, really not afraid of death."
"Who is your lady, you don't want to face." The leaves are so mad that the body's mysterious gas shakes the snow and dust, retreating a few steps, throwing away the whip in his hand, and taking out a white cane from his arms. .
The snow fell on the hands that suddenly vacated, and the heart was lost.
The "Snow of the Ice" flower leaves the body of the ice to summon a huge ice cone.
The "attack" sizzled with the leaves, and the huge ice cone flew toward the snow.
"Sword of Ice"? The flower fairy in the stage flashed a touch of cold light, and her good sister was so deep.
The snow flew down to the air, subconsciously using the fire method "flame storm", the violent flame descended from the sky and went straight to the leaves.
Worse, I just regretted using the "flame storm" snow, and he leaned over and followed the violent flame toward the flower leaf. As soon as he thinks that the flower will hurt, he will be in a hurry, just want to hurry, and hurry.
The flowers of the leaves saw the panic of the flames in the heart, and the silly did not know how to react. Suddenly an anxious male voice came from the ear. "Stupid, get up the ice wall."
The flower leaf child heard the words, immediately swung the stick and drew a white ice wall. But the fire was too fierce, and the ice wall was quickly melted. Just a second before the ice wall was melted, the snow flew to the side of the flower leaf and hugged her to the safe place next to it.
The violent flame of "Boom" fell, and a large hole was directly burned by the martial arts.
Everyone in the audience is dumbfounded. This contest is better than a hero to save the beauty. The world is really nothing!
Even the referee is stupid there, how can this be judged, who wins?
The flower leaf was held tightly in the arms by the snow and dust, feeling his heartbeat, and her heart seemed to jump with his heart. She didn't understand. They just saw it several times. Why did he remind himself to start the ice wall? Now he has saved himself from the body. What do he want to do?
Just thinking, his voice suddenly sounded in his ear. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Fortunately, you are fine."
The low-dumb voice shook a little, and the snow fell a little tighter in the arms of the baby, muttering to himself, "I won't be next time, even if I die, I won't hurt you any more."
The heart of the flower leaf is like being hit by something, can't tell what it feels, and something has changed quietly at this moment. Maybe she will have people and things she cares about.
The flowers leaves the snow and the dust, without looking at the snow, they went straight to the referee and shouted, "I lost."
Under the gaze of everyone, she turned and stepped down, only the faint smile of her mouth, betrayed her mood at the moment.
The snow fell on the spot and looked at the back of the leaves, and could not return to God for a long time.
"The snow is falling."
Duanmu looked at the performance of the two, and the scorpion flashed a trace of fun. These two people are really interesting, the same outstanding, the same hidden deep, the same life is difficult, perhaps because of this, will attract each other.
"The second game: Xia Houshan on Lian Zhengyu."
Hearing the voice of the referee, Xia Houshan and Lian Zhengyu went to the contest.
Duanmu is also watching the two.
Xia Houshan is a gorgeous dress, a large peony green tobacco yarn Bixia Luo, a dragging pink narcissus scattered green leaf skirt, wearing a thin silk and green silk yarn. The low-hanging hairpin is inserted into the pearl jasper step, a red jewel in the forehead, a crystal necklace between the neck, and a pair of gold sneakers on the foot. A pair of beautiful eyes have been aiming at the side of the wood.
It’s beautiful, but it’s not like coming to the competition. It’s like coming to the party. There is her eyes, she doesn't like it.
Look at Lian Zhengyu, a black suit, a faceless face, a knife-cut eyebrow, a tall nose, a thin lip, and a pair
Sometimes flashing dark green eyes, only indifference can be seen from him.
Just when everyone was amazed at Xia Houshan’s costume, it’s even more amazing. Lian Zhengyu admitted to losing, Xia Houshan directly advanced.
"How can this be done, how can I admit defeat?"
"You don't know this, the Lian Zhengyu is the bodyguard of Miss Xiahou. How can the bodyguards and the masters start to lose?"
"Hey, I just guessed that the battle list will be the result."
The lips of Duanmu squatted slightly, and it is no wonder that she would wear it like this. It was originally not intended to be contested. Today's result, maybe she has already expected it, or she will not wear it like this.
"The third game: the moon is like a flower to the fairy."
The two men went straight to the stage without saying anything. Hua Xianer holds a green cane in his hand and holds a golden bell as if he is in the night.
The first night of the month, the attack was first launched. The golden bell in his hand was thrown up. With his "golden bell", the golden bell of the palm was gradually enlarged, and finally became a big clock from the flower fairy. The top of the head is pressed down.
Hua Xianer turned back and concentrated on the wood spirit in the body, summoning a lot of brown vines.
"Ghost dance vines" With the scent of Hua Xianer's wand, those vines are like their own consciousness, flying toward the moon as night.
Hua Xianer did not escape the big clock of the moon and the night. The big bell ran like a conscious chasing flower fairy.
And the moon and the night are also concentrating on the vines of Hua Xianer, but no matter how he cuts them, these vines come back like life.
I didn’t expect these vines to be so tenacious, no way, he had to use the magic method too...