MTL - My Senior Is Always Salivating After Me!-Chapter 52

The biggest event in Tiansheng City in recent years has attracted the attention of countless people.

From the city's main house to the Tiansheng Square, the martial arts station was built on the road. The two sides of the street were occupied by densely packed people. Many monks climbed on the roof of the house, and even swung the sword at the foot, waiting in the low air to watch the lively.

The patrols of the city's main government have made the protection around the square impenetrable. All those who enter the scene are strict and real, with names and names.

Lin Su porcelain went in with the big troops in the city's main government. Under a black shed, a lot of scorpions were placed. The monks who came to the city's main government sat down in twos and threes, and stood apart from other shacks along the martial arts.

Lin Su porcelain holds a sword in her arms. It was a sword of Wuqing sent by the city owner. He looked around and looked around, and he shook his sword and shook his voice. He said: "...Bai Shen, do you say that they have any regulations?"

Lin Su, who is less than two years old, is very worried about himself. No matter how talented, most of the people here are the disciples of the various sects, and he must do a good job.

"Is there anyway, I am." Banquet is faint.

Lin Su porcelain spirit shocked. Oh, my own owner is sitting here watching him. Is it difficult for someone to cross the feast and hurt him?

The kitten scorpion suddenly opened his worries and screamed through the screaming. Without any worries, he felt that today is the time for his fame.

"Night son."

The prostitute of the city government came up with a tray: "Please select the number."

In this place, Lin Su, who still uses the name of the domineering night star, randomly "touches" a brand and opens it to see it.

The blind man continued to distribute the position card to others.

Twenty-seven, among the 30 monks who participated in the fight, it was the last.

Lin Su Porcelain flipped the sign at random and stuffed it into the sleeve.

In the east of the martial arts station, a row of positions was set up, with nine tables and chairs placed on the top, and the middle is the Chichena, the main city of Tiansheng City. The left and right are the representatives elected among the thirty-six sects.

The high seat in the main position of Chihina shook the folding fan, and his eyes fell under the shed of the city's main government. Rows of monks have long been well-rested in the city's main government, waiting for the output. Holding weapons one by one, maintaining a passionate mood, watching it, it is particularly powerful.

Against the raging sun, a long-bearded old monk smacked some eloquent words, focusing on what rules have been turned over and over and said three or five times, and when he retired, the drum standing on the side of the martial arts field knocked up. .

A total of 36 martial art, a city owner, thirty-seven camps, dozens of disciples of each family, surrounded the area. The representatives sent by the various families commanded the order, and each seat was issued according to the seat card distributed.

Thirty-six martial art will be divided into two pairs, two rounds, resulting in nine wins. The monks of the city's main government must win more than half of the nine people, in order to be regarded as the victory of the city government, otherwise they will be defeated. If the monks of the city government are defeated, they will be ranked by the winners of the nine.

This kind of fighting will be carried out for 30 rounds, and the 30 winners will eventually start the fight. In this case, if there are few winners in the city government, in the last fight, it must be a loss.

The water on the martial arts field washed the dust, and the water vapor evaporated in the sunlight. In the first round, the gongs and drums rang.

Lin Su Porcelain has never seen such a fight. He stretched his neck and was full of enthusiasm. He looked at the martial arts and stared at him as a viewer.

The sequence cards are randomly selected, which leads to a lot of people in the game, and may be unique, or the **** are smashing.

In general, the first game, if it is in the mind of the mind, will be more exciting, used to attract attention. It’s just that this is not an exhibition game, and no one can tell who is right in the order of zero chaos. The thirty-seven monks standing on the stage of the martial arts did not know each other's depth. Thirty-six people were wary of the monks who stood on one side and waited for three rounds of fighting.

Lin Su porcelain's attention was also placed on the monk who also came from the city government.

These days he has been isolated from these people. For more than a month, he does not know who the city government is. And he knows that Chinese cabbage is definitely in it, just can't find it. This led him to be curious about every monk in the city government.

The first monarch of the city was a 30-year-old youth, quietly watching three rounds on one side, and had a number of opponents' strengths. When he and the first opponent shot, the big open, the fluent swordsmanship made it just right, in the eyes of the opponents who are also building the foundation, it is a difficult figure.

A total of nine people, this young man wins and loses, just won five rounds and won the first place.

When the monk jumped down to Wutai, his face was smiling and he returned to the shed. The eyebrows were relaxed.

The second round of the stage has already begun, and Lin Su porcelain's attention is still on the first person.

The monk had already sat behind him, whispering a chat with his relatives and friends, and the piecemeal voice fell out, but he couldn’t really hear it.

Lin Su Porcelain "揉" "揉" his own ears, bowed down to the feast and said: "Without the ears, the hearing is somewhat discounted."

If it is his beast, he only needs to stand up and he can hear the sound on the martial arts.

"It's all nonsense, what to listen to." Yanbai deepened his hand, sandwiched Lin Su porcelain, and smashed his face. "If you have this effort, don't look at people, read more."

Lin Su porcelain faces the Wutai. The second game there has already begun.

Compared to the first monk of Lilithoso, the second monk of the city government was not enough. After losing three games in a row, he struggled to win the fourth game, and the fifth game was immediately rubbed on the ground.

The banquet sneaked into the face of Lin Su porcelain: "... don't look."

Lin Su Porcelain licked his face: "Oh."

Although the selection of the city's main government is to improve, but the major sects are not vegetarian, the disciples are somewhat capable. They are all sectarian monks, and their strength is relatively stable compared to the monks of the city’s mainstay who are mixed in strength.

It is almost the same as winning the first game. In the second game, the loss is also very simple.

The second monk blushes, hurries back with his head down, finds the corner of the corner and sits down, without saying a word.

Chih Naina and the person on the side of the main seat are lower than talking and laughing. In the face of winning or losing, it seems that they are not in the heart. The paper fan shakes and looks calm.

After that, there are some to come and go, and the winning and losing is basically maintained in one and a half.

"Pick up the nickname!"

"Come here!" Lin Su porcelain heard the sound, his ears trembled, and he followed his voice back.

It was a tattered teenager, holding a sword that was more than a broken man, and he panicked and ran out.

Lin Su porcelain blinked.

The boy buried his head as if he was very unconfident and timid. When he encountered someone, he nodded and stooped, hiding in the preparations for the side of the martial arts.

"Hey..." Lin Su porcelain thought about it, turned his head and looked back and forth from the place where the boy came out, only to see the side of the juvenile seat, and the individual.

It was a girl with a light green color dress, her eyes were gentle, holding a long sword in her arms, and gently caressing like a loved one.

Lin Su porcelain mouth was pumped, and then he sang a feast: "I saw..."

"Hey."

Feast Baishen interrupted the words of Lin Su porcelain: "Look at the contest."

Lin Su porcelain pressed the excitement.

He found a little cabbage for a long time, and it did appear. Not only that, but also with Chang Chang.

So far, all the plots of Chinese cabbage, Shu Chang also have a foot in the cross, strong in each place followed by leaving their own figure.

Regarding him, anyway, Shu Chang is also a friend of the cabbage, and has never seized the opportunity of the cabbage, and what is he doing with him?

and……

Lin Su porcelain's gaze couldn't help but squatted backwards.

The woman's exquisite body enthusiasm is irritating, but the appearance is so dignified and gentle, generally the kind that the young Lang would like.

Therefore, Shu Chang is not the last time to see the cabbage, and reborn to specifically turn the cabbage into a mosquito coil?

In Lin Sui's mind, there was a illusion that the volley sword white clear sky and the wind smashed the sword and the long and the "milk" water blended, and shuddered, and the banquet was close to a few points.

On the 13th, the master of the city’s main house insisted on the eighth round. Before the ninth round, he had already lost five games and smashed his face and played the battlefield.

On the stage, the Chihai Na fan covered his face and could not see what it was.

At this time, Yi Rongcheng, a young boy, took a deep breath and took a smashed sword and climbed up to play Wutai.

There are two people in the martial arts stage. The other monks are all light and up. He alone, climbed up and squatted, and finally climbed up, and he was too tired to breathe.

Lin Su porcelain has an eye-opener, can't see it, can be a little cabbage, this real acting can be mixed with a movie.

The other 36 people looked at the monkeys and looked at the white clear sky. The teenager who was dirty and gray was shy, holding the sword, he said: "...I, I..."

He seemed to want to say something. In the end, he did not say anything. He held the sword with difficulty, dragged his heavy steps, and retreated to the edge of the martial arts stage, waiting for the first three rounds of fighting.

Among the 36 people, one young man stood up: "I said, little brother, you are coming to make up the number, look at the age is still small, there is no need to come and play with us, you admit defeat to change individuals, otherwise, etc. No eyes, hurt you badly."

If a person who really makes up the number hears this, it must be grateful to Dade, but who is Bai Qingkong, the future volley sword, and now the young protagonist, how can I listen to people and then go down the stage.

Bai Qingkong "Lu" had a cramped smile: "I... I don't admit defeat."

The young man is also looking at the white and clear sky, and it is rare to be kind. Was rejected, not to say anything.

Thirty-six people no longer managed to shrink into a group of white skies, two to two pairs, a total of three rounds.

Among these people, there are at least a dozen good players. The partiality is gathered together. It is a wonderful singer. Everyone who has long been sleepy is stunned and stunned. They have a big look at their wonderful fighting.

Lin Su Porcelain also looked serious. He learned to draw back and forth in his hands, and he had words in his mouth.

Some of these people are indeed very powerful. One move and one style is like a flowing stream. It can be seen between the big and the big. Although it is a foundation, it is not difficult to see that it is about to break through.

Bai Qingkong also saw his eyes stunned and even made amazement.

After three rounds, standing on the stage of the martial arts is a very powerful disciple of these people, and several of them are even more powerful than the previous ones.

"Little brothers, there are too many realities in the world. It is inevitable that you will lose your sense of strength. You might as well recognize the loss."

Some young people persuaded.

This kindness made Bai Qingkong feel moved. He stood up with his sword and smiled. "Thank you for this kindness, but I can't go naturally."

Repeatedly refused the other party's kindness twice, and the face "color" over there also faded.

"If that's the case, then you will hide."

White clear sky holding a sword, standing in front of the first fighter.

This person happens to be the first young person to persuade him. This person is a kind-hearted person, looking at the white clear sky, can not bear the use of the device, so that "sex" has given him some.

"Little brother, we are quick and quick."

He turned his hand and condensed his aura, thinking that he should not hurt this child, easily push him down, end the battle, and not let the injured teenager hurt.

He launched gently.

This is very modest and polite, whoever looks at it, has to praise this pure.

Bai Qingkong was flattered, and he hurriedly pulled out the rust-and-iron-like sword. He hesitated and let go, but chose to raise his hand.

This is a trick to get to the opponent!

Fortunately, the young man is very generous, his hand is very gentle, even if he really hits it, he will not hurt him.

Many people are watching the white clear sky will be hit by that palm, pushed down the martial arts, and his raised hand, slowly volley to the palm of the hand.

The next moment, the opponent's youth couldn't control it. She was shocked by external forces. She stepped back three steps in a row. The body stiffened and fell backwards. It turned out to be rubbed by the side, and was directly pushed by the palm of the wind to play Wutai!

Bai Qingkong watched the young man fall into the martial arts, his face was a little panic, and he couldn’t help but sigh: "I’m sorry, I can’t control myself!”

The face on the stage was changed, and the people around him also mentioned the spirit. Only Lin Su porcelain, he laughed.

He is unhappy with his stomach.

At this time, the white clear sky, just got the "Overbearing Heart Code", in a time when it is impossible to control itself, and each move is accompanied by a strong and overbearing aura.

and……

Lin Su porcelain's gaze fell on the tattered sword in his arms.

This is the slash sword, right?

I got the volley sword, but I still couldn't control the white clear sky of the Taikoo Excalibur. I just learned the "Overbearing Heart Code" and couldn't control it. It was the most terrible killer of the founding base.

The young man who was pushed down looked blank and didn't know what was going on. He had already been eliminated.

"This kid has a ghost!"

"There are "hairy" diseases, obviously have strength and are weak, come here to play this set of interesting!"

Other monks black face and vomit.

The white clear sky on the stage is obviously also inconspicuous, and the sword is shrunk into a ball, like a sly.

He is not as weak as it seems, and the game has to continue.

The first youth has already lost, and the second one is up, and there is a lot of vigilance. Together, it is a powerful fire system, and it goes straight to the white clear sky!

"Oh, it’s going to be miserable!" Lin Su porcelain saw that the excitement was not too big, and the gloating slap in the stands.

As he said, the white clear sky that was slammed by the fire, although he was busy with the chaos, was already a foundation-based monk, and the reaction was fast. When the raging fire had not yet reached him, he took the sword.

Uncontrollable volley sword and overbearing heart and soul merge, directly control the flame to go backwards! The young man’s shots are more decisive, and how fast he is being hunted. Less than two breaths, he has been pushed into the martial arts by the fire.

White clear sky holding a sword, trembled.

The banquet whispered silently: "...how do you know?"

Lin Su porcelain, who is still laughing and laughing, ":..."

"Oh..." Lin Su porcelain eyes turned around and turned, "I am, just made a dream, dreaming that he is very powerful. Yes, I dreamed!"

Lies must be compiled in a full set. Before I dreamed of white skies, I still have to dream.

Lin Su porcelain said that the more he is more confident: "He is almost as big as me. This time is so strong. I must be envious in my heart. I dream of seeing him more. Why not?"

Feast cypress deep in the heart and drifted through a line of words: all lie.

However, one thing he felt was that Lin Su porcelain said it was true.

He also saw Bai Qingkong, when he was picking flowers and flying leaves, he was still only practicing. Not only that, but his strength is far less than the color. Now he is speeding up the foundation and not saying anything. He seems to have any strange exercises, and he combines the sword into one, forcibly improving his realm.

It is said that building foundation, this strength, and integration can also be a battle.

The banquet is deep and coveted: "You are far from him."

Lin Su porcelain mouth has been used to agree to the ‘good good’, and promised to finish it. I forgot it when I turned my head. All eyes are on the white clear sky on the martial arts platform. I can see it seriously.

The feast was so deep that the lips were in a straight line, and the jaws were tight, and the light was dark.

"Wow, hahaha, it's awesome!" Lin Su porcelain's eyes sparkled. "He looks very weak. He can use his hands to play very well. He is going to die oppositely!"

What he said is not false. On the stage, this white clear sky, a pair of singularly fascinating, is unambiguous and fierce. The audience has been beaten out by four people, and they are all winning.

Those who are all good players, lost in such a sloppy, standing in a row, black face staring at the white clear sky, to see him ugly.

Bai Qingkong can not care so much, this fifth game, the monk and he had a lot of trouble, but unfortunately the volley sword is impatient, holding the master can not control it, tough to drag the master overbearing shot, hard to catch people to burn the **** .

So, everyone can see, seemingly weak and white, clear and chasing the gods, chasing the front of the people, and continually apologizing in the mouth: "I'm sorry! Sorry!"

The fifth person was so sorry in the white clear sky that the wolf fell into the stage.

Five consecutive victories. Regardless of the process, this ending is very beautiful.

Chih Naina, who took the seat, finally opened the fan and smiled. It was obviously in a good mood.

When Bai Qingkong came back with a broken iron sword, everyone stared at him like a cub.

And Bai Qingkong himself is bitter face, back to the seat is a deep sigh.

Lin Su porcelain thought about it, or turned around and shook his hand: "Hey!"

Bai Qingkong was obviously shocked, just like I didn’t know that Lin Su porcelain was here too. He was embarrassed, hesitated for a while, raised his hand to recruit.

Lin Su Porcelain decisively stooped from the front seat and went to the side of Bai Qing.

The eyes of the kittens around me ran to the back, and the banquet was staring at the empty position, and the face was cold.

Lin Su porcelain didn't know what the feast had to think about. He sat down on the white skies and smiled and said: "The sky is clear and clear, you are too great, and the progress is fast."

Bai Qingkong was exaggerated to be embarrassed, scratching his head and laughing: "No, it is..."

What he wanted to say was interrupted by Shu Chang: "Night brother, do you recognize me?"

"Nature recognizes..." Lin Su Porcelain slowly said, "Sister Shu."

Shu Chang also accepted the title frankly: "I don't know how the night brother is here?"

Obviously, neither of them knows that Lin Su porcelain is here.

"I came out and practiced, and I received a reward from the city's government. I was confused."

Lin Su porcelain said that it was simple, and he turned to be interested in Bai Qingkong: "What about you?"

Bai Qingkong was known to the local people, but he was still a friend who fought side by side. He relaxed a lot and smiled softly: "We sent the butterfly cousin back home and passed by."

After the rescue of Na'er Butterfly, Shu Chang also suggested that Na Na Butterfly should be sent directly back to her house. The white-sky singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singer, no one like the wild child, and the "sex" was followed.

When Naerdie went halfway, she realized that she couldn’t, but she had to stay here to cover her retreat. On the other hand, Bai Qingkong took a walk in the retreat of Na'er Butterfly, and accidentally fell off the cliff and won the "Overbearing Heart Code" and the Lingkong Sword.

This kind of thing will not be said in the clear sky, only to say that there is a chance. Lin Su porcelain did not ask.

Get the treasure, the white clear air cable "sex" will take care of the Na'er butterfly retreat, but also closed. Shu Chang also took care of two, for more than half a month, Bai Qingkong only had all the feelings.

This time, it is necessary to have some practical assistance to make progress. Shu Chang also proposed to pick up the reward and practice, also hit the rabbit, and entered the city government.

Lin Su porcelain listened to these, the first sentence is: "Nana Butterfly girl?"

The future big killer, now the soft Miss Sister, is rare.

"Butterfly is still in retreat." Bai Qingkong said, "She doesn't know what she has learned, her body is wrapped up, it is very safe, no need for guards, so we will come out."

Lin Su porcelain is clear.

Na'er butterfly is said to have absorbed some demon body, and some demon power remains in the body. After each retreat, it is broken into a butterfly, and the realm is on the first floor.

The previous tempering may have catalyzed the mind of Na'er, and she made her early.

Three people talked down, Lin Su porcelain asked: "Sister Shu, don't you build a foundation, don't play?"

Shu Chang also has a smile: "I will not go."

Lin Su porcelain is thoughtful.

Shu Chang also is a person who is far earlier than the original Zhongzhuji.

"It’s a night brother, wait for it to come to power?" Shu Chang also worried. "These people may not be so easy to deal with. The younger brother still has to go all out."

Lin Su Porcelain is different: "What is this?"

Shu Chang also said: "The younger brother is not a demon repairer. It is said that the demon type of the demon can have a more powerful demon power."

Lin Su porcelain heard the words, the mouth of the mouth was pumping, decisively refused: "Shu sister's proposal is very good, just not suitable for me."

"Why?" Shu Chang did not understand. "This is a good place to show you the strength of your demon. You can see that this is Tiansheng City. If it is not long, the news will spread to the surrounding area. Not long after, your parents You will know the news and come to find you."

Lin Su Porcelain is not interested in this at all, lazy and refuses: "If you have anything for your parents, I have a brother."

Lin Su porcelain did not want to talk to Shu Chang, and perfunctory sentences, the cat slid back and sneaked back to the side of the feast.

“Have a happy chat?” Feast of Bai was deeply unknown.

Lin Su Porcelain grin: "The surname Shu is too deep, can't talk."

Feast bai shou raised his hand and followed his hair, "touching" "touching", softly said: "His proposal is actually a method."

Lin Su Porcelain squinted: "The cypress is deep and deep, how can you overhear?"

The feast of the banquet is a little eavesdropping on the arrested bag, and it is very calm: "Caring for you, is it wrong?"

Lin Su porcelain shook his head.

After a pause, Feast said: "You can find a good opportunity for your parents. Do you feel it?"

Lin Su porcelain shakes his head: "Definitely not!"

"Oh, why?" Feast did not know what to think of, and the corner of his mouth was slightly ticked.

Lin Su Porcelain earnestly: "You see, I am still a cub, the cat type is your palm. This is not a prestige, how can I be the first to appear as a great one?"

Feast bai: "..."

"I must wait to grow up, use the handsome stunned everyone's prototype, flash their eyes!" Lin Su porcelain fantasies that his own tiger-like leopard-like prototype debut, proudly carried chin.

Feast cypress is just a soft heart. This moment is like being poured by cement. Lang Xin wow is like ice.

"廿七号!"

Yanbai has a deep expression and no expression to Yanwutai: "You go."