Lao Quan set up a tent not far from Guanhetai, which was of no other use, and blocked the cool breeze of the night for Nier. He opened a hole in front of him, so that it would not affect the game.

Of course, although the mountain is not far away, he, a mortal body, pushed the wheelbarrow apart and could not go up to the high platform.

The spiritual mirror sky curtain is divided into two pieces to fight, with a corner circled in the upper left corner, which is "Zhuge Bantian" and "Jing Guolao" - the people of Jing Guo are in a bad situation in public opinion, which is probably related to their superior attitude.

But Lao Quan didn't mind, he was inferior.

The curtain was left for "Compass Ming" and "Pao Mu Xu", which were fancy and whistle, and various Taoist techniques were thundering. Lao Quan still felt that the lightning and starlight in the upper left corner were better.

He was a little tired. For some reason, after coming to Guanhetai, he was in a bad mood.

I always doze off during the day, and at night I am tired and sleepy, but I can't close my eyes. I feel depressed, like a thunderstorm that is about to come. The aquarium guards said that Zhenhe Zhenjun had an order to come down, and Guanhetai will not rain in July.

Lao Quan has no barriers between humans and aquariums. In his opinion, there are only three types of people in this world - those who sit on chairs, walk on the road, and those who kneel on the ground.

He was kneeling on the ground, looking up at everyone.

As for the aquarium... they are all born extraordinary. Are they all the masters among the masters?

The master of the Aquarium has a good temper, and his attentive smile can always get some response.

He could understand the look—a little wary and willing to get close to him.

Unlike the Heavenly Soldiers of Jingguo, he often leaned over and talked for a long time, but the other party felt unheard. After finally getting a response, he had to hum "Southern people?"

"Half a person from the Central Region! My mother has served the distinguished guests from the Central Region, so I have."

Lao Quan always answers like this.

The prostitute's son became a turtle man, which was already a way out.

If you throw yourself into the yellow mud, no one will step on it again. This is his survival wisdom.

"Ni'er, I've made money. I went to Zhongyu and bought you new clothes..."

Lao Quan murmured, and the sound gradually lowered amid the noise spreading in the square.

Ni'er stared at the spiritual realm sky with her eyes intently, without looking back.

The old yellow dog was lying on the ground, as if he had fallen asleep.

...

The radiant and colorful compass was broken before dawn.

The pointer turns disorderly on the broken silver, pointing to the east and the west.

Xu Zhiyi stepped on the sole of the shoe, ending the opponent's last possibility of resistance. A strand of forehead and her ponytail hang down at the same time, giving her deep facial features a bit of a neighboring smell.

If the Yellow River Conference has not been expanded, the successor of this Tianshi family should be the choice used by the Central Empire to compete for the title.

The light on the river platform was as bright as day. After a battle, I didn’t really wait for dawn.

Dongfang Jiming was lying on his back on the ground, and his distracted vision made the lights even more chaotic. He remembered that many years ago, his master took him on the mountain.

"Oh, the nine bends come to the court, the five horses return to the trough, this is the emperor's ferry. The lord lives separately, so how can he not be the kingly spirit!"

"What does it mean, Master? Emperor Wei can really help the six-member relationship?"

"Just tell me if Emperor Wei is the Emperor!"

"Yeah—against the trick of lying to others."

"Some things depend on whether you want to believe it or not. We happened to be born in Wei State, right? The first dragon figure in the thousand-year-old Wei State."

Dongguo Bao, Yan Shaofei...

Today I, Luo Yuan.

The fortune-telling cannot be completed, and the day before yesterday is clear.

In the hanging corner of the space, the battle between Zhuge Zuo and Xie Yuanchu continued. During this period, the stars and lightning intertwined, like a... a huge lamp.

"Zhenhe Zhenjun is really wise and wise. You are very optimistic, defeating the ones you are just optimistic about." Emperor Wei sat there and said with a smile.

Today's Wei Kingdom no longer needs one or two games of victory or defeat. It took him a long time to get here and finally be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Hong Junyan and the emperor of the domineering Kingdom... "Sit and discuss with each other."

"The winner is not arrogant, and the loser is not discouraged. I am equally optimistic about them. The future of this world belongs to such young people."

Jiang Wang smiled and asked Fan Zheng to come to the stage to choose the opponent.

The thirteen-year-old boy with thoughts walked onto the stage with red eyes.

"I cried and practiced all these days when I lost." Fan Zheng's opening remark was unique: "Everyone can laugh at me because I am more fragile."

"Children can cry. When I saw Sister An An crying - I said you are not a child, why do you cry too? She said it hurts so much, okay?"

Jiang Wang laughed on the sidelines.

The audience laughed.

In fact, of course, it was not the only one who cried on the stage, but it seemed that only Jiang Anan's tears could be teased. She didn't have any heavy burdens, but just came to watch the river platform to verify her practice.

Moreover, Fan Zheng and Jiang Anan didn’t know each other until they fought and became friends.

As a famous prodigy in the world, Fan Zheng didn’t need to prepare a speech in advance when his speech was made today. Standing there seriously was still quite interesting.

"I was afraid of receiving letters from my grandfather, but I was even more afraid that he would not write to me. He probably calculated this, so he asked the team leader to pass on the verbal message to me."

"His message said - Gan Chang'an also lost. Qin Zhizhen also lost."

"Yes, my team leader is Gan Chang'an."

The Qin Pavilion members on the sidelines are as quiet as a reef.

The audience burst into laughter.

Among the laughing crowd, Gan Chang'an stood up and waved around like a winner.

Fan Zheng said: "Actually, I want to challenge Zhuge Zuo, because Sister An An told me that the Emperor of My Emperor and Emperor Chu had a quarrel because of me. The king was worried and the minister was tired, and the king was humiliated and died. Although Fan Zheng was young, he should serve the country with victory. But as you know--"

He looked up at the battle in heaven that had not yet ended.

The expression on the little face is very complicated.

The audience laughed.

Zhenhe Zhenjun stood there solemnly, feeling a little high-level gaze cut on his body, and his face was expressionless for a moment.

He didn't expect Jiang Anan to be so compatible with others, and he didn't expect Fan Zheng's mouth to be so stern... When he was laughing with Qingyu, he said, "I'll only tell you about this matter, don't tell me."

Why did they miss this sentence when they were circulating a few words?

This little Fan Zheng is still on stage, and he just opens his mouth... He can't keep the secret!

Fan Zheng wore a serious dress and spoke sternly: "I fought with Fu Yanci, but I lost. But I think if I had another match, I could win."

"I have never fought with contestant Chu Yao, but I have studied all his battles and took photos. I think he is similar to Sister An An, and I think I can win."

"I know that the biggest illusion in life is 'I think'. When Sister An An draws me with lots, she still thinks she is bullying the child."

Jiang Anan happened to be in the game watch and sat with Ye Qingyu and Xiong Jingyu. Hearing this, he compared fists at the boy on the stage and made an angry expression.

Fan Zheng bowed to the Qin people at the scene: "But these are my real 'feelings'."

"I don't want to challenge any of them, I need a victory without controversy."

"A game that makes Chinese people proud of me."

"Come and wash away the lessons that failed."

"Or teach me a bigger lesson."

"This is a willful decision. My grandfather will definitely be unhappy because of this. But I chose this way to make him proud."

He raised his head and looked at Gaokun: "I want to challenge Gong Weizhang because I recognize your strength."

The laughter had already stopped.

Fan Zheng is only thirteen years old and makes decisions very unwise. But he is very serious.

"Okay!" Gan Chang'an applauded in the viewing table: "War is courage. If you don't decide the front of the world, what kind of platform will come to be! In ancient times, the Qin people should do this! I will implement the tactics I designed for you!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he did not design a tactic for Fan Zheng to deal with Gong Weizhang. No team leader will be in a challenge and regard Gong Weizhang as a target. That is a contempt for the victory or defeat itself.

But he took this responsibility.

As the referee, Zhenhe Zhenjun wanted to hear what Emperor Qin would say at this time or what Emperor Jing would make a joke, but he didn't hear any sound - he wouldn't block Lao Hong and me, right?

At this moment, his eyes felt a little cold. In front of the referee, a long sword fell from the sky, with the tip of the knife facing down, the cold edge was as cold as snow, but the light was shining.

The cold boy in armor walked to the stage step by step.

"I have accepted your approval." His hand stopped at the hilt of the knife: "I will give you a defeat now."

The young people today...

Zhenhe Zhenjun announced the start of the game with a serious expression.

...

When Xie Yuanchu fell down with a weak spirit, Zhuge Zuo put away the book he had read for a long time.

The battle between Gong Weizhang and Fan Zheng has been over for a long time.
To be continued...