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118. Chapter 117 You are late

However, he sent the Seventh Prince, whom he valued most, over. The meaning of this was unclear.

Hua Xingxing pursed her lips, "There is collusion between Chaozhong and Wulin." This is one of the reasons why Hua Zhanyue had to send Hua Xingxing to attend the martial arts conference when Hua Xingxing lost Shu Xiaoya. Going deeper.

At the upper level, the flower horoscope cannot be revealed now. At least, it cannot be revealed before arriving at the martial arts conference.

"You and I, go first and let Su Lang go to Chang Baicao."

This time the martial arts competition will be turbulent. This is what Hua Xingxing is worried about. Along the way, Hua Xingxing has seen too many undercurrents. Those who don't know the truth can only think that they are some three religions and nine schools.

However, Hua Xing's eyesight is so vicious. With just one glance, he saw everything in it.

During the three-day journey, there were many people walking in a hurry, with strange looks, and some even dressed strangely and did not look like they were from the Central Plains.

If this martial arts conference was just a simple gathering, it would be nothing. But now there are various signs that there must be something fishy in it!

If it weren't for this, Hua Xing might have assigned the matter of the martial arts tournament to either Su Lang or Dark Moon.

At least...he can go find that woman...but not yet!

His eyes darkened, and Hua Xingji rode his horse again, galloping all the way.

Shu Xiaoya, wait for me!

Silent night is the time when there is no moon and no stars.

In the dark room, there was a large obvious bulge on the carved wooden bed. In the darkness, two bright eyes could be faintly seen, spinning around.

At this moment, Miss Shu was extremely excited. Ever since Old Man Miaokong left a message last night, saying that he would come to find her at three o'clock. Although Old Man Miaokong and she had only met twice, that old man

He didn't feel like an ordinary person. At least, Shu Xiaoya subconsciously wanted to believe what he promised.

Judging by the sky, it's already past midnight. Why hasn't that old man with the white beard come yet?

"You're not so unlucky to be caught, are you?"

Shu Xiaoya rolled her eyes, but there was undisguised worry in her eyes. In fact, Shu Xiaoya has never been the kind of person to sit still and wait for death. At this moment, old man Miaokong has not made any move. This escape plan,

Are you afraid something went wrong?

What should she do to leave here?

"Bah! Damn girl, you have too little confidence in my old man, don't you? With just such a small guard, you still want my old man to catch you without any help?"

A disdainful voice came from the rafters, with a bit of panting. It seemed that the old man had just arrived.

Shu Xiaoya's eyes widened when she heard this familiar voice. She turned over and got out of bed, and immediately saw old man Miaokong sitting on the beam.

"Hey! Old man, you're late."

Shu Xiaoya curled her lips with some dissatisfaction, it was already the time to be ugly.

Seeing Shu Xiaoya's attitude, the old man was not angry at all. A swallow flew through the air and landed directly next to Shu Xiaoya. "Hey, my little old man encountered some important things today, so I'm late.

A little bit."
Chapter completed!
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