The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

However, the expression of the beautiful man in red doesn't want to participate in the competition. If so, why should the white man force him?

Xiao Xi didn't need to be white, vaguely felt that there must be a reason.

Shan Yuyuanqing heard Xiao Xi's laughter, and Hu Mu looked at it curiously.

In a red dress, like the flowers on the other side of the underworld, the beauty of the beautiful city is difficult to distinguish. If he was not on the stage at the moment to participate in the competition, Shan Yuyuan would never think he was a man, he would think he was a heavenly country woman.

Especially those extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, hook people to capture souls!

now.

Shan Yuyuan suddenly understood a little bit, why Big Brother would miss Xiao Xi's stinky kid.

Shan Yuyuan shuddered all over, feeling that the beautiful men like Nuer and Xiao Xi were poppies and were poisoned.

At the end of the first round, all the remaining men on the stage were winning men, led by Nan Huajun.

"In the second round, talent competition, your sons choose their opponents and eliminate the system." The middle-aged man's thick voice came from the abdominal cavity, ensuring that everyone present, including the audience, could clearly hear it, and the sound was better than the microphone. .

Thirty people immediately chose the challenge.

Nan Huajun still stood there, not moving, just like a fairy king.

No one dared to challenge him. Everyone in the Holy City knew that Nan Huajun had his temperament in addition to his cultivation.

I heard that five or six years ago, Nan Huajun went to Jiaolongtan alone, played a killer song with a string, killed Jiaolong, picked its skin, took its bones, and made a Jiaolong pipa. Know who it will be given to?

Feng Shaotang grabbed the third-ranked man before speaking.

He said bitterly: "Master Feng, you are handsome and handsome, you are so handsome, you are a good man, you have a good talent, you can do well, don't stare at me, goodbye."

After he finished talking, he shrunk his head, his coat was no longer needed, and the golden silkworms shed their shells and ran away.

He was afraid that Feng Shaotang would come after him, grabbing the white robe man in front of him and saying, "It's you, the son will compare with you."

Nangong Yao waved his sleeves, shook his hand away, and said lightly: "It's okay to test, don't want to start."

"Xiongtai sorry, please." He didn't want to do that unreasonably, it was all caused by Feng Shaotang, and it hurt his heart.

Nangong Yao took out a white and flawless jade flute from his sleeve. When he put it on his mouth, he saw that Nuer had to admit defeat again, and he made a wink at another contestant.

The contestant immediately squeezed away the beautiful man who was facing the challenge, and then squeezed out the beautiful man who was looking for the slave.

"Xiongtai, we said yes, this contest is a duel between you and me. I want to see if you are a powerful song, or my ghost drum is strong?"

Between the words, he put the piano in his hand into Nu'er's arms, grabbed Nuer's hand and flicked it on his face, and flew out with exaggerated body.

"Xiongtai's Tongtianqu is really powerful, and is willing to gamble to lose."

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What is this and what?

They were able to see that the red man in red didn't know how many people were installed and wanted to get through the men's ranking through train.

Poof.

Xiao Xi laughed again. Others broke their heads and wanted to win the game, but he didn't want to win at all, even trying to lose was so difficult.

Probably Xiao Xi's eyes were too concerned, the beautiful man in red seemed to find her, suddenly turned his head, and looked up.

Shock, surprise, excitement, tension, various emotions are constantly changing in the eyes, and for a brief moment, those undesirable emotions are all hidden in the eyes, and he also looks away, As if you don't know Xiao Xi?

Xiao Xi frowned, was it just her illusion?

No, it would never be her illusion, that the man in red should know her, maybe because of some reason, he would be treated as an acquaintance.

After the second round, there were more than a dozen beautiful men on the stage, and it was the last round.

The middle-aged man stood up and waved his hand, and a dozen waiters all took to the stage holding a rolled picture.

"Congratulations to the son who has not been eliminated, you have successfully entered the third round, this third round is also the most difficult and the most competitive round." The middle-aged man said: "This picture, I believe everyone is very familiar, no Wrong, it is the axis of the phantom painting."

At this time, a dozen waiters opened the "Void Spirit Painting Axis" according to the instructions of the middle-aged man, and a peach blossom forest like a fairyland appeared in front of everyone.

The middle-aged man continued: "The little world in the painting is a virtual world. After you guys enter, whoever comes out first will be the top of this year's list of beautiful men. The last few will be eliminated. Come on!

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the beautiful men began to enter the "Void Spirit Painting Axis".

Feng Shaotang didn't rush in, but looked at Nan Huajun beside him. Last year, Nan Huajun went in half an hour later than everyone, but he was the fastest one to come out. Feng Shaotang had to admire him The spiritual power of Nan Huajun is profound.

"Nan Huajun, you have to wait half an hour before entering this year?"

Feng Shaotang raised his eyebrows. After entering the "Void Spirit Scroll" last year, he deeply sighed about the power of the peach blossom phantom in the small world in the Xu Ling. In formation, practiced repeatedly for a year.

Today he is certainly not comparable to last year.

Feng Shaotang is playing Xiao Jiujiu in his heart. If Nan Huajun is still so arrogant this year, he will definitely take the top spot in his list.

"Huh." Nan Huajun didn't seem to see Feng Shaotang's trick, he responded lightly.

This almost didn't break Feng Shaotang's pleasure, so good, Nan Huajun, you are arrogant and arrogant, then don't blame me.

the other side.

Nuer avoided the Nangong Nao and took a few steps back, peach blossom eyes flashed red.

"Nangong Yuan, don't push me too hard, I won't enter the phantom painting axis."

The lady is upstairs, and he must not let Nangong Yao find the lady, so he would not even enter the phantom painting axis.

Nangong Yaoyuehua's eyes flashed coldly, and when he wanted to catch a slave, the middle-aged man suddenly spoke.

"You don't enter the Ethereal Scroll, what do you do to catch him? This game must not interfere with others."

Nangong Huan tightened his fingers and had no choice but to give a cold look at Nuer, and entered the virtual spirit painting axis.

As soon as Nangong Yao left, Nuer raised his hand and said: "I think it is impossible to win this game and quit voluntarily."

The middle-aged man looked at Nuer and was a little surprised. He would withdraw. You know, it is not easy to go to the third round, maybe you can win the chance to be on the list.

But he did nothing and quit?

"Okay, you voluntarily give up, just go on!"

When the middle-aged man finished talking to Nuer, when the waiter in front of Nuer put away the phantom painting axis.

Suddenly Lingkong flew a black figure and entered the phantom painting axis.