"Xiao Meiren is No.1 in the red makeup project."

A burst of applause, this name, really deserved, because beauty Xiao herself was born very enchanting, her skin, facial features are also extremely attractive.

Her red make-up skills, it can be said that in the whole state of JIANGCHANG, there is no other skilled person like her.

"Second, Mrs. crabapple."

There was another round of applause.

Mrs. Haitang is the first lady and an alchemist. She has been doing housework for many years, and she does not forget to maintain it. Her own qualification is good. Once her red make-up is over, she can show the momentum and prestige of a housewife.

This number is also within our expectation.

"Third, Mrs. Xiang."

"What

"Just her red makeup skill?"

"How is that possible?"

But when Lin Feng's fierce look swept the crowd, they all shut up and didn't dare to speak any more.

I almost forgot that the main referee of this game was Lin Feng.

The next names, people are not interested, because the big and small, that is, as before.

Zhao shuning is satisfied with the result.

Now, Mrs. Haitang, Ms. Xiao Meiren and Mrs. Xiang all have their own first projects. The only decisive thing is the final spiritual competition.

Look at the appearance of Lady Haitang's ambition to win, and then look at beauty Xiao. She is sure to win.

I do not know why, Zhao shuning's heart, suddenly rose a strong sense of uneasiness.

Beauty Xiao, does she have a back hand?

Zhao shuning's face suddenly changed. Mo Bai was a little worried, so he wanted to come forward and talk to her. But at this time, a man in a black cloak reached out and held Mo Bai.

Then the next moment, Mo Bai disappeared in front of the crowd.

That person's spiritual power is excellent, even Zhao shuning, also didn't find anything wrong.

After the contest, it's time for these helpers to compete with each other. Zhao shuning has a red lotus from her master, so she won't be afraid.

I just don't know if Mobai will be chased by Madame Haitang because of his own reasons after the contest. I have to think of a way to let Mobai get away from the whole thing.

At this time, Mo Bai, with the mysterious man, appeared beside the river outside the venue.

At this time, Mo Bai's angry eyes are wide open, and his great spiritual power is about to pour out.

However, at this time, the mysterious man in the black hood knelt on the ground with his hands clasped and one knee.

"My subordinate Qingfeng, please refer to Shaozhu."

Breeze?

Seeing that the other side is not hostile, Mo Bai's spiritual power around him is also relieved. His look also reveals his doubts.

"Congratulations to you, young master. You have succeeded in inheriting the power of the flame fire dragon. In the future, there will be successors in Shenzong. If shenzuo knows, he will be very happy."

Shenzong? The throne? Young master?

All these strange and familiar words are constantly turning in Mo Bai's mind.

Suddenly, he had a splitting headache, holding his forehead and squatting down.

The mysterious man was always in front of Mo Bai.

"Young master, what's the matter with you?"

"Little Lord, let me help you and help you remember everything."

In Qingfeng's hand, the seal method changed, and he began to input the memory of Shenzong into his mind.

Qingfeng is one of the four Dharma protectors of Shenzong, and Shenzong is the only organization that can stand on its feet in the ghost town.

Mo Bai is the only successor of the Shenzong.

But when he was young, because of Mobai's special talent, he was so eager to succeed that he went to take the fire dragon alone. However, he did not expect that the fire dragon was a fierce beast in ancient times. He could be ranked in the top ten among the fierce beasts. He was still young, so how could he completely conquer that cruel beast.

After that, Mobai disappeared.

The flaming dragon disappeared.

God turned over all the corners of the ghost, sent out all the vultures, and did not find the shadow of Mo Bai.

Mo Bai, however, was completely infuriated by the fire dragon. He was dragged by the fire dragon and flew directly over the big dark river to the territory of Dongze wasteland.

When passing through the misty mountain, Mo Bai used up his whole body cultivation, transformed his spiritual power into a huge sword, and then penetrated through the back of the fire dragon, which made the fire dragon fall rapidly and fall into the cave beside the cave.

On the verge of death, the flaming fire dragon, in the dark, constantly struggling, with the keel, pierced the pipa bone of Mo Bai, completely locked Mo Bai in the cave.

And Mo Bai, who suffered from the pain, passed out.

Day by day, the spiritual power in the body converges, making Mo Bai forget his identity and name.

All he saw every day was endless darkness.Over time, his memory began to be buried slowly.

His only goal in the cave is to be alive.

Only alive can we go out.

"Little Lord, little Lord, how are you?"

Mo Bai has a headache and wants to crack. Most of his memories, like river water, keep pouring into his mind. He remembers many things.

There is a palace in that solemn place.

In that palace, there are many strange people. They all have different animals. Their bodies crawl on the ground like animals.

In the highest position, there sat a man, himself, calling the man his father.

Then, as soon as the picture turns, many people surround him. They laugh at him, abuse him, and say that he has all his spiritual power, but now he can't subdue his fierce beast.

They said they were useless.

He held his head and didn't want to listen to them, but the dirty words, which were not leaked, all came to his ears.

So, he took his bow and arrow, and went to the most mysterious place of ghost, where he wanted to train the most ferocious fire dragon.

What happened then was the darkest time of his childhood.

He failed.

But in the end, he killed the ancient beast. Because of this, he was trapped in the misty mountain and the cave.

Mo Bai remembered, everything, he remembered.

The brand on his chest was also inspired and flashed in different colors.

Qingfeng recognized him just because he felt the breath of Mo Bai and the brand.

Mo Bai opened his eyes, in this moment.

That eyes, completely disappeared before the pure, some, only darkness and shock.

The little master of Guihu was able to train and subdue the fierce beasts in ancient times when he was young. He also gained the power of inheriting the fire dragon. It must be not far from the day when Shenzong completely controlled Guihu.

Qingfeng is also aware of the change of Mo Bai, so she puts down her hand and steps forward to help Mo Bai up.

But before Qingfeng's hand touched Mo Bai, it was stopped by a whip formed by spiritual power.

"Don't touch Mo Bai!"

Nvwa's voice came from a distance. The next moment, it stopped in front of Mo Bai's body.