Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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When Yun Chujiu and Xue Wuji had eaten halfway, Di Beiming came over without expression, took out a chair and sat down, and took out a pair of tableware and ate it slowly.

Blood Wuji's straight pumping, what a special, this is from the young master who stayed up all night, you even came to eat white food! However, if he is in trouble to find Emperor Beiming, Xiao Jiu's sister will definitely be unhappy, just eat this noodle! Just feed the pigs!

Blood Promise soon discovered that Di Beiming and Yun Chujiu had no communication during the whole process. It seems that the two have not reconciled! A great opportunity for Ben Young Master is here!

So, blood kept on offering diligently: "Sister Xiaojiu, does this little dumpling still fit your appetite?"

Yun Chujiu nodded: "It's delicious."

"Sister Xiaojiu, my brother bought a lot of drawers, and I will give it to you in a moment, so that you won't be able to eat it when you return to Linghuazong. My brother also bought you some Lingguo.

Click!

The chopsticks in Di Beiming's hand broke off! Di Beiming calmed down and took out a pair of chopsticks to continue eating.

Blood Wuji's inexplicable feeling a little cold, finally converged a little.

After three people had breakfast, the head of Xuanyuan led the people of Linghua Sect to the competition venue.

A high platform has been erected in front of the Wuwei Tower for comparison. There are also two rows of seats on the high platform, which are reserved for four heads and referees.

Unlike the first Wuwei Pagoda trial, there are very many people who come to watch the contest this time.

After half an hour, the competition officially started!

The order of the competition is according to the formula, refining, formation and alchemy. A total of 20 people will participate in each competition, and five disciples will be sent to participate in the competition. According to the final ranking, the corresponding points will be obtained. The disciples' points are added together to rank.

The mind of Xuanyuan's head was very relaxed. Since the first round of Wuwei Pagoda Ling Huazong won the first place, even if this round of tests won the last place, it is acceptable.

Yun Chujiu sat on the left with an expressionless Emperor Beiming, and on the right sat non-stop offering attentive blood Promise!

"Sister Xiaojiu, I bought you a lot of snacks deliberately. You can watch them while you eat. Anyway, you do n’t come to the stage to participate in the competition, just watch the excitement."

Yun Chujiu smiled and said: "Thank you Wuji brother, you are right, anyway, I will not participate in the competition, I will give them cheers and cheer!"

Emperor Beiming saw Yun Chujiu chatting with Blood Promise chatter, and he gritted his teeth, thinking of what Yun Chujiu said, he still endured it.

The competition soon began. The first round was a symbolic competition. The content of the competition was a second-level flame symbol.

Yun Chujiu was the first to see someone making a Fuzhuan, staring at them curiously, and saw the players holding a special Fuzhuan pen, dipped in monster blood, and slowly drawing on the special Fuzhuan paper. .

"Brother Wuji, how did they paint so slowly?" Yun Chujiu asked puzzled.

"Sister Xiaojiu, you don't know, this fuzhuan production is about the uniform output of spiritual power. If the spiritual power output is unstable, then the fuzhuan paper will burn on its own ..."

As if to verify the Promise of Blood Promise, a disciple of Bixiao Palace on the stage may be due to tension and uneven spiritual power, causing the seal paper in his hand to burn!

There is no doubt that this Fuzhuan production failed, and this disciple is naturally the last in this round of Fuzhuan competition!

Yun Chujiu's eyes were fixed on the movements of those disciples. As for that slow? !