Chapter 468 The palace lord’s wife is male 49
The arms around her tightened.
She blinked, sat upright from his arms and looked at his stunning face.
Staring at his beautiful black and white eyes, she smiled and teased: "Why do you react like this? Your master didn't do anything to me, he just said some words."
"Don't listen to what he says."
Xiao Shuli's face was tense. Since Master knew that he liked A Wu, he always tried every means to make him give up the relationship, and even put women in his room.
He could even know what the master would say to A Wu when he found her. It's nothing more than asking her to leave him...
Qingwu tilted his head: "That's your master..."
"Just don't listen." He looked down at her expressionlessly.
She touched her nose: "...Oh."
Seeing that she agreed, the young man rubbed his forehead against hers with satisfaction, his movements soft.
After he had enough rubbing, he let his head rest on her shoulder.
Qingwu kept talking to him.
"Why don't you take part in the competition?"
"I don't want to meet you."
"But I still want to fight with you..."
The young man glanced at her lightly.
She smiled obediently: "I was joking."
"Yeah."
"Ali, don't your legs feel numb when you hold me like this?"
"No."
"Oh, so how long are you going to hold me?"
"My legs were numb after hugging me."
"..."
In the end, Xiao Shuli still failed to get along with his palace master for a long time - someone came to invite Qingwu to go to the Wulin Alliance Hall.
Qingwu thinks this fight is just a fight, why are there so many troubles? trouble.
When she went to the main hall, everyone was flattering her and probing her. She was expressionless the whole time. Seeing this, those people had no choice but to return to their seats.
In fact, Gu Yuling's worries were not unreasonable.
On this day, many people did have problems and were unable to participate in the competition.
There were even several people with high internal strength who suddenly disappeared.
But here in Qingwu, everything is normal, no one poisons her food, and no one is looking for trouble...
It was eerily calm. It seems that a storm is about to come.
The next day, the martial arts competition officially came.
Each faction in the Wulin Alliance has its own banner, majestic and solemn.
The alliance leader sitting in the first seat above looked around at the formations of the various factions and nodded, "Let's begin."
The men immediately beat the eighteen drums on the field, and the sound of the drums was loud and magnificent.
The drumming stopped.
Immediately a middle-aged man flew onto the ring. After a while, someone also came up to challenge him.
The person who wins can become the champion and defend the ring until the next person comes to challenge. Everyone has only one chance.
The first person to take the stage is really confident in his own strength. If a pair is injured in the ring, even if they win, they will not have the energy to defend the ring, so those cunning people always think of taking action at the end.
After all, whoever can hold on to the end can compete with the previous leader, and whoever wins will get the position of leader.
To suppress with force, fist is the last word.
Qingwu didn't plan to come on stage so soon. She lazily propped her chin up and looked in the direction of Xuanni Palace.
No, to be precise, he was looking at one of them.
Xiao Shuli sat next to the master of Xuannii Palace, wearing a white cat mask on his face. He was still wearing a white robe, but the clothes were the uniform uniform of the disciples in their palace, and there were embroidered on the sleeves and collar. The purple pattern is noble and mysterious.
When he met the girl's gaze, he curled his lips and smiled, as gentle as ripples on the water.
The young master is sitting quietly, with a handsome figure, holding a cup in his bare hands, cold and indifferent, and unparalleled in the world.
(End of chapter)