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Wan Ling looked at everyone.
"So, who is willing to go on stage and act as the little girl screener?"
No one responded, and everyone at the scene was hesitating. This is a real shot, and if you are not careful, you may be injured.
Fortunately, Wan Ling Wan Qingqing had already selected the three of them in advance, so it was just a formality at this time, asking questions at random.
According to the previous agreement, Wan Ling looked at the three people in the crowd.
These three people had made an appointment in advance and were willing to be suitable candidates for the screening.
After all, with this identity, it is not enough to be willing, but also to have strong strength, so as to help Wan Qingqing screen out as many candidates as possible.
In order to prevent Wan Qingqing from being physically exhausted in the next round of battles.
It's just that Wan Ling looked around, but suddenly found that the eyes of the three people were flickering, and their heads were lowered. They had made an agreement before, but they didn't say a word.
At this time, it was originally time for them to come forward and 'volunteer' to serve as screeners.
But for some reason, the three of them kept silent.
"Is there anyone willing?" Wan Ling asked emphatically again.
Among the many martial artists present, some were disciples of Wanqing Court, some were disciples of other courts, the number was not complete, and some of them did not make it on the way because of the distance.
No one said anything.
Wan Qingqing was in the crowd, looking left and right, the inner court disciples she had taken care of before were all shrunken like turtles, not daring to look up at her.
And the three people invited by the mother also bowed their heads without saying a word, remained silent,
She knew that many people here hoped that she would not be impulsive and get married with the Alexandra faction smoothly.
But she didn't expect that there are so few people who support her
In the lobby, the atmosphere gradually became silent.
If there is really no one to be screened for the stage, then Wan Qingqing can only go up to the wheel by herself.
This is extremely detrimental to her.
Even if she is a martial artist, she is working hard and forging bones, but her strength is not endless.
Strength is linked to qi and blood, and to physical fitness. After consumption, it will become thinner and weaker, and it will take time to rest and recover.
What's more, when Wan Qingqing took the stage this time, everyone knew her strength and reputation.
Therefore, the one who dares to challenge on stage is definitely a martial artist.
Otherwise, below this level, no one thinks they can win.
After successive martial arts competitions, no matter how strong Wan Qingqing is, she will soon be exhausted.
Unless the time is extended.
However, if the time is extended, I am afraid that it will increase the variables.
Wan Ling didn't think that Zhou Shun came here purely to watch a show. To know the victory or defeat among martial artists, it is not simply based on the strength.
It also depends on how to deal with the moves, and adapt to the situation.
In theory, Qingqing should be stronger than Yan Jiuhai, but if her condition declines, even if she gets a rest for an extended period of time, she will inevitably be mentally exhausted.
At that time, one will ebb and flow, and if the opponent has thoroughly studied Qingqing's methods and prepares for the next move, the outcome may be uncertain.
Now, the three people who had made an appointment suddenly changed their minds. There is no doubt that Yan Jiuhai must have done it.
"If no one is really willing, then" Wan Ling felt helpless and could only announce.
Crash.
Wei He crushed the dead leaves under his feet and looked up at the three-story red-painted building in front of him.
There are two places to eat in Zhongling Villa.
One is Baiweilou, and the other is Shanhelou.
The former is an ordinary restaurant with affordable prices, while the latter is a luxury place exclusively for warriors.
Shanhe Tower is in the shape of a large cylinder, and diners sit in a circle around a huge plane tree in the center.
In the upper and lower three floors, there are a total of more than 300 seats.
At this time, Wei He was wearing a black cloak and took a step forward.
He will not solve any entanglement, nor will he deal with any complicated situation and conspiracy.
So he didn't bother to care about other people's arrangement, he only wanted to arrange it himself.
Just get rid of the source of the trouble and everything will be quiet. isn't it?
All of a sudden, he stepped on his feet, and his figure soared into the sky.
By the window on the second floor of Shanhe Building, Yan Jiuhai was gnawing halfway through a piece of stewed chicken feet.
Suddenly a roar of thunder was heard.
"Yan Jiuhai! Give back my daughter's life!!"
In an instant, a burly black figure rushed straight up from downstairs, rushing towards him head-on. Extremely fast.
StrictThere are many pressures within Tianyinmen to support the marriage.
After all, in this matter, there are too few voices of opposition.
Looking at the Vice Sect Leader Zhou present here, he knew that this old guy came here not because he had nothing to do, but because he made it clear that the carriages and horses came for Yan Jiuhai Station.
There is also his son Zhou Yugui, who is said to have an inseparable relationship with Yan Jiuhai, and their purpose is self-evident.
"Don't worry. Believe in Qingqing, she can do it. Let's take a longer rest time as an increase in actual combat experience." Xiao Qingyu Qingqing held Wan Ling's palm and said in a low voice.
Until now, I can only think so.
Wan Ling glanced at her daughter standing below, feeling helpless.
Wan Qingqing didn't pay attention to her mother, but glanced at several inner court disciples of Wanqing Yuan with expectant and pleading eyes.
These people are all juniors and juniors whom she has taken care of in normal times, but unfortunately, they all lowered their heads unconsciously, not daring to look at her.
Wan Qingqing's gaze gradually changed from anticipation to disappointment. She suddenly remembered that she had told her before that if something happened, she must inform his Junior Brother Wei Hewei.
Now that the news has spread, if Junior Brother Wei had come at full speed, he should have arrived long ago.
But at this moment, he still hasn't arrived, and the meaning behind it is already very clear.
They are all afraid.
The luster in Wan Qingqing's eyes gradually dimmed.
However, she changed her mind, if it were her, she might not be willing to take such a big pressure and risk for a senior sister who had only been kind to her in a small way.
Having figured this out, Wan Qingqing smiled sassyly and spoke out.
"I'm fine, mother. Let's decide."
Wan Ling also saw the change in her daughter's expression and saw the loss in her heart.
She wanted to comfort her, but at this moment, everyone was waiting for her to make a decision.
"Then, just" "Report!!"
Suddenly a loud shout interrupted Wan Ling's voice from the gate outside the building.
A Tianyinmen disciple hurried in, sweating profusely.
He cupped his fists and turned towards Wan Ling Zhou Shun, wanting to salute, but he was out of breath and a little crooked.
"What's the matter? Chang Kuan?" Wan Ling asked doubtfully. This person is a former disciple of the Ten Thousand Youth Academy.
The disciples of Tianyinmen's different courtyards all have the qualifications to choose to stay or leave, but after staying, they will be appointed to various positions.
This is so wide in front of you.
"The courtyardthe head of the courtyard! Outsideoutside!" Chang Kuan looked anxious, pointing to the door anxiously.
"Outside! something something something happened!!" He was so anxious that he couldn't finish a sentence.
"What's the matter?" Wan Ling asked with a frown.
"Yesyesyesyesopposite!" Chang Kuan pointed to the door, the more he wanted to say, the more anxious he was sweating profusely.
"Faceface"
Poof.
Chang Kuan was pushed away by another Yinmen disciple who rushed in from behind.
"Are you stuttering and rushing in for a fart? Get out of the way!"
The robust disciple clasped his fists and saluted.
"The head of the courtyard, the deputy sect master, is Senior Brother Yan Jiuhai from the Lishan Sect on the opposite side of the Shanhe Tower. He was suddenly injured by a mysterious black-clothed man while he was eating. Now it is said that he has passed out and is in danger!"
"What!?" Wan Ling stood up in shock. Huarong paled, but it was not a look of worry, but pure shock.
Zhou Shuncai's complexion changed, and he stood up with a gloomy expression.
"Are you sure the news is true?" He asked in a deep voice.
"Everything this disciple said is true, the deputy sect master can go and check it out on his own. There are already many people around the Shanhe Tower. It is said that it was Senior Brother Yan who killed his daughter without saying anything, so others came to find him. Come to seek revenge." The disciple said quickly.
"Let's go!" Zhou Shun jumped up, swept across the small hall, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.
Wan Ling followed closely behind, stretched his strength, accelerated his body, and left the small hall as well.
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