There are many people in this world, and the people are surrounded outside the white railing. Those who participate in the sword fighting conference have to sit on rattan chairs inside the white railing.?

Bingwu's position is the best, and it was arranged by Jin Mu himself because she got the Divine Sword.

Except for her position, there is no choice for the seats of the other 79 people.

The sword fighting conference has not yet begun, and the people outside the white railing have been betting on gambling. The first popular candidate this year is Bingwu, and almost everyone has bet on Bingwu.

When a luxurious figure pulled Ye Xiyue over, the scene was filled with a second boiling situation.

Ye Xiyue is petite and has a beautiful woman. This is not the point. The point is that when she and Huang Junye stand together, she doesn't look so stunning. Instead, Huang Junye highlights a kind of evil beauty.

The path bet on the important place, and Huang Jun Ye heard four words in his ears: the woman in pink.

Cang Mo was with him, and he whispered a few instructions. Cang Mo's eyes became lit up and he went down to make a reservation immediately.

Ye Xiyue was suspicious, but she heard that the bet area was blown up!

Cang Mo took a large bag of gold coins and pressed it directly on the last name. The name was inconspicuous, the last, the smallest, and the least valued - Ye Xiyue.

Immediately, all kinds of ridicule bombardment came.

"You are sick. Who can you suppress? Do you want to suppress her?"

"Damn it! So many gold coins are not for fun."

"If you have money, don't play like this. Do you believe this person or not? You have to get out of office in the first round!"

“…”

Cang Mo clenched his fists and endured his impulse and threw the words to everyone: "Don't believe it!"

"Hey! This kid must have his brain stuck in the door."

"That's right, maybe some of the wrong things."

“…”

Ye Xiyue's mouth twitched. Is she really that bad?

Bing Wu looked at Ye Xiyue, with a cluster of flames suppressed in her eyes, then she opened her eyes and sat like nothing was wrong.

After taking their place, Jin Mu talked about the rules on the stage.

The rules of the Sword Fighting Conference are simple: 8o contestants will draw lots to decide who will go against whom, and the competition will be divided into two rounds until the winner appears.

But there is a special white sign in this sign.

There is a blank space on the white sign, and those who draw the white sign can be directly promoted to the next round of the game.

When Xiao Lan'er saw Ye Xiyue, she walked over and kept her head down, not daring to look at Huang Junye.

Ye Xiyue glanced at Huang Junye and pulled Xiao Lan'er to her side.

"Xiyue, I will also participate in today's sword fighting conference. I'm so afraid that I can't even pass the first round."

"It's okay, your sword is much better than mine. I dare to come out and participate without fear of losing. What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Lan'er smiled, "You are the best at comforting people, but Xiyue, look over there..."

Xiao Lan'er pointed to Bing Wu's direction, and Ye Xiyue looked over and saw that there were many people around him.

Suddenly, she turned to look at Huang Junye, "Don't you go over and take a look?"

She didn't ask much about Bingwu and him. To her, these were not important and she was not interested.

Huang Junye's face darkened, "Why should I go there?"

"Acquaintances meet, at least say hello."

"No need." The person who was originally a good person suddenly became extremely cold.

Xiao Lan'er held Ye Xiyue's hand tightly, for fear that the handsome man in front of her would have an accidental temper.
Chapter completed!