The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

On the judging stage, the woman in white with a veil saw Nan Huajun, and her bright eyes as clear as the spring river moved slightly, as if the wick was lit up instantly, burning the fiery heat of Nan Huajun.

Soon, she hid everything in her eyes, her eyes returned to calm, her mouth under the white gauze slightly raised, and her soft voice said: "Everyone who participates in the competition will stand in their own position, and the selection will start."

In fact, the time for the selection has passed, but she has been sitting in the selection position without saying anything, and what is waiting is Nan Huajun.

"Nan Hua Jun please." Shan Yu Long Ting reached out like a gentleman.

"Please." Nan Huajun's cold voice, like jade tapping, is very nice.

Feng Shaotang snorted, and walked from his side to his own position first. What would you please?Shan Yu Long Ting will soon invite himself out of the list of beautiful men.

Last year, the top ten beautiful men in the Holy City stood in a row, headed by Nan Huajun, and followed by a handsome and handsome man, in order.

In this new row this year, there was a handsome young man, who thought he was standing in the first place. As a result, there was a ridicule of ridicule next to the competition. He glanced at Nangong and Nuer and found that they were standing calmly in the tail position, and he sneered.

What's the use of looking good?Even without this confidence, what other handsome men come to participate in the selection?Just go back.

Don't think that the list of beautiful men is so good, and the silver two are so easy to get. The beautiful men who are selected on the list must not only have appearance, but also have deep cultivation and personal charm.

He passed by the white man and the red man just now, and found that the man in the red suit had nothing to do in his body. Is this kind of person still on stage to participate in the selection of beautiful men?Isn’t it a joke?

"I believe everyone knows the rules of the Santo Men's Selection. There are three rounds of elimination." The middle-aged man on the selection stand stood up and his voice seemed to be heard in the abdomen.

"In the first round, the cultivation is a competition. You guys can find their opponents, and the losers will be eliminated, now."

The voice of the middle-aged man had just dropped, and everyone began to look for opponents.

Everyone was very tacit, no one dared to find Nan Huajun, he stood there, with one hand behind him, like a fairy king.

Of course Feng Shaotang is not stupid enough to go to Nan Huajun to challenge him. He pointed to the third place next to him: "It's you, my son compares with you..."

Without finishing the speech, the third place shook his hand.

"Master Feng, you have to challenge others! I have chosen the people to challenge, bye."

The third slipped faster than the rabbit and found a "newcomer" to bully.

Don't joke, Feng Shaotang's cultivation practice is only under Nan Huajun. He lost to Feng Shaotang's hands last year. If he is still selected by Feng Shaotang this year, isn't he stupid?

Feng Shaotang is also very painful. He chose the third place to challenge, win and shine, and can prove his strength, and he will not be bullied by others.

This is good, the third is really counseling.

the other side.

The newcomer ranked first, and immediately ran to Nuer, pointing at him: "My son challenges you."

He was very proud in his heart. This empty man with no appearance had no cultivation at all. He could beat him with a finger, and victory was too easy.

What he did not expect was...

"I admit defeat," Nuer said simply.

what's going on?Admit defeat if you don't fight?What is this boy with appearance looking for on stage?

At this time...

A sound of string pulsing came, and Nangong Yao pulled away Nuer: "I will compare with you."

He glanced at Nangong, who suddenly killed him, and his pride disappeared completely. Could this kid be very deep?Have confidence in beating him?

He immediately refused: "No, I have chosen him, he admits defeat, he will be eliminated."

Nangong Yu pushed Nuer in front of a handsome man and said lightly: "Who said? They are not challenging?"

The handsome man saw Nuer, grabbed Nuer's hand, patted his chest, and fell to the ground with exaggeration: "Xiontai has a deep internal force and is willing to go under the wind."

The man in front of Nangong Huang's eyes widened, and he immediately understood what was going on. The handsome man was arranged by the two men on purpose.

He pointed at Nangong Yuan angrily and said, "You are too mean and shameless to do so."

Nangong Yuan said calmly: "So what? We fouled?"

He was mad at death, the key is that these people did not foul.

Nangong Yao shot him directly. After a while, he was defeated. When he was eliminated, he felt like a dog in his heart. His mother was too unfair. If you knew it, she would not choose the red kid.

Xiao Xi just saw all this in his eyes.

A chuckle.

Especially when the fingers of the beautiful man in red are placed on the chest of the handsome man, can the "soft" palm blow people away and vomit blood?Is this acting great?