Chapter 49

Losers have no human rights to speak of. Gu Guan distraught cleans the Wen Dynasty courtyard.

Wen Chaoyuan didn't occupy a large area and couldn't stand that the place was too dirty. Gu Guan cleaned it for three or four hours before reluctantly asking Mo to nod.

Returning to the top floor of the pavilion, Gu Guan directly reached for the box.

Mo Shanghua shook his head. "I can give you the box, but you have to take the lead in the Yuanwu competition."

Gu Guan has heard of the Yuanwu competition from the population of the road. It was a competition made by the three families of fengqingcheng. Gu Guan doesn't know what the specific regulations are.

"Why?" Gu Guan asked, "there is no shortage of young and promising children in Gu's house."

Mo painted, "because they are not as strong as you. Moreover, I smell a strong bloody gas from you. It can't be washed out. You are suitable to play for your family. "

Gu Guan wanted to say no. however, Gu Guan had to agree to Mo's painting because he was afraid of the strength of Mo's painting and the whereabouts of the box.

Oral promises are ultimately powerless. Gu Guanhe and Mo Shanghua swear to heaven. If they break the oath, those who go back on their words will not die.

When she made an oath, Gu Guan suddenly left Wen Chaoyuan with a smile.

Magnolia was rarely stunned and watched Gu Guan disappear around the corner.

"Is she cheap leather?" Magnolia looked at Mo Shang's painting and said, seeing with her own eyes that Mo Shang's white face was gradually ruddy, red enough to drop blood, "madam, your face?"

Don't draw your lips slightly tilted. "You even drugged me. I can't lose that woman. Gu Guan, she really changed."

Magnolia was in a hurry and flustered. "Madam, wait. I'll go and get you an antidote."

Mo Shanghua raised his hand and called magnolia, "antidote? No, just find me a man. "

Poison?

If it's poison, you can't hide it from her.

This medicine is not poison, it's just a cheer.

Magnolia suddenly realized that she couldn't find Gu Guan to settle accounts. She got up and hurried to find a handsome, young and handsome man.

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After Gu Guan went out of the court, SA Yazi ran to the bleak yard for fear that she would not draw an account after autumn.

Nestled in the bleak courtyard for three days and three nights, the wind was quiet and the clouds stopped. An an lived and was safe. Gu Guancai began to find someone to understand the Yuanwu competition.

The Yuanwu competition is jointly held by the three families of Fengqing city. It is scheduled for the eighth day of August.

Most of the participants are young promising children of the three families under the age of 25, as well as people sent by other forces in Fengqing city. The Yuanwu competition is the biggest event in Fengqing city in recent years.

Gu Guan understood the beginning and end of the Yuanwu competition, so she took Gu Zhao out to sign up for the competition.

The registration place is located at the four gates in the southeast and northwest of Fengqing City, which is convenient for Junjie to compete.

Because the participants are only limited by age, and the factors such as identity and cultivation don't matter at all. As long as you are old enough and brave, you are welcome to sign up.

Dongchengmen registration place.

The registration point set up a tent with two long desks in it. There were a sea of people in front of and behind the desks.

"Since you're coming out, help me take care of him for a while, and I'll sign up."

Perhaps after getting along for a long time, Gu Guan became more and more impolite to Feng Qing. He thrust Gu Zhao into Feng Qing and squeezed himself into a sea of people.

Gu Zhao hugged Feng Qing's hungry neck and stared at Gu Guan with dazed eyes, "uncle, what's your mother going to do?"

Feng Qing said, "suffer."

The summary is simple and to the point.

In the sun, Feng Qing, an adult, can't stand the poisonous sun. Gu Zhao's little doll can't do it. Feng Qing hides in the tea shop with Gu Zhao in her arms.

Feng Qing poured Gu Zhao a cup of warm water. Gu Zhao drank the tea cup with both hands.

"Baowazi." Feng Qing opened his mouth.

"What, uncle?" Gu Zhaoyang began.