A moment later, Qixia fairy had taken pains to deal with the ladies who surrounded her. Suddenly, a young girl dressed in fashionable clothes staggered and stumbled to her.

Qi Xia fairy instinctively held the girl's arm. The young girl blushed and said, "thank you, master Ling."

"Young master Ling is very handsome. Can you have a drink as a token of thanks?"

Around the women smell speech a Leng, one by one showed a wake-up color.

How could we not have thought of such a move!

Qixia fairy slightly shook her head and said in a slightly neutral voice: "no interest, girl, help yourself."

Then she let go of her hand. Unexpectedly, the young girl entangled herself with her and giggled and said, "master Ling, don't refuse people thousands of miles away. People really like you very much. If you are drunk, you can do anything to others..."

Before the words fell, suddenly a strong man pushed aside the crowd and said with a smile, "sister-in-law, why are you so careless? Brother Wang is looking for you everywhere!"

Needless to say, this young girl is boss Wang's wife, and the big man is Yang Ling's ghost foot seven.

"Brother Ling, since you don't want to have a drink with my sister-in-law, how about going to have a drink?"

Said, unexpectedly directly put on the seven Xia fairy's shoulder to leave.

"What are you going to do to Xiaoxuan?"

"Let go of Xiaoxuan! You dirty feet, get rid of your hands

The famous ladies were drinking, but how could Yang Ling take care of them?

Qixia fairy knew Yang Ling. She was caught on her shoulder. She could not help thinking of the scene of two people embracing each other that day, and her small face turned red.

However, she was very confident in her skills of restraining Qi and changing face. She concluded that it was impossible for her to discover her true identity with Yang Ling's cultivation. Even if she did, she would be suspicious at most.

Yang Ling is her biggest demon. She really doesn't know how to face men.

Sometimes she is thinking about whether she is too selfish. She just wants Yang Ling to be with her all the time and doesn't want to share her man with other women.

Every time I think of Yang Ling and other girls together, she is very heartache, she really don't want this feeling, it is better not to see.

That's why she's hiding from Yang Ling.

At present, Qixia fairy broke away from Yang Ling's hand and said calmly: "brother ghost, we don't seem to know each other well. We can't drink a cup."

"I have something else to do. Let's go first."

But he did not return to separate the crowd.

"Ghost foot seven, look at you, let Xiao Xuan go

"Ding, you smashed the girls' wish to be around Ling Qixuan, attribute point + 1."

The girls are very dissatisfied. Yang Ling turns a deaf ear to these complaints. He looks at the direction of Ling Qixuan's disappearance and doubts again in his heart.

He had observed this man at a close distance just now, but he didn't feel the breath of Qixia. Although his appearance was quite similar to that of Qixia fairy, he could not see any trace of changing face.

"Am I really mistaken?"

Yang Ling a head of fog, suddenly, he thought of what, looked at his just put on the seven Xia fairy shoulder hand, his face showed a trace of thoughtful color.

Two hours later, the second round of competition began. Yang Ling was the first to be drawn.

As soon as he got on the stage, he burst into laughter.

Looking at the smiling face of Zhang Cheng below, and looking at his opponent, he was a little sad and laughing.

The strong man on the other side is also Zhang Cheng's, isn't that lucky?

The strong man said in a deep voice: "I've heard of the reputation of Tianshan hundred split feet for a long time. It's a great honor to be able to appreciate it today."

"You've heard of a melon peel. It's my new nickname, OK?"

Yangling heart crazy Tucao, but make complaints about "how do you call it?"

The man clasped his fist and said, "let's break the thunder at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Chengkun!"

This speech a, Yang Ling big eyes, and below is burst out the sound of laughter.

"Cheng Kun, oh, my God, don't you think we haven't seen the story of Yitian killing the dragon?"

"Crouching / grooving, how did this thing get into the second round? It's a competition, not a movie!"

Not only they, but also Lu Zhan on the second floor, all burst into laughter.

"Good, good, ghost feet seven pairs of Cheng Kun, have a look, have a look!"

The first lady and the second young lady were chuckling, while Lu Kexin said angrily, "Why are these ghosts and monsters again? They must be deliberately trying to make trouble!"

"Kexin."

The lady coughed gently, which was to remind her to pay attention to her words.

On the challenge arena, Robinson did not have a good airway: "well, well, your names have been like thunder, you hurry to start."Yang Ling also wanted to end it quickly and be reasonable. He was really ashamed. He felt that he was blushing

"I heard the name of thunderbolt hand Chengkun when I was very young. I'll think about it. Do you deserve this nickname?"

With a big drink, he kicked Cheng Kun in the past!

Cheng Kun also burst into a fright, and his posture was to be blocked. However, Yang Ling's shoes just touched the man's arm, and before exerting force, he spat blood and fell to the stage.

Everyone was bluffing by this scene, Yang Ling was also scared, how to spurt blood?

Cheng Kun got up with difficulty, covered his chest and said, "what a strong foot strength, worthy of being a hundred split feet. I feel inferior to myself."

When talking, the corner of his mouth was still bleeding. People nearby looked down and then suddenly.

"It's chicken blood!"

"Lying / grooving!"

everyone laughed, and some even rolled on the ground with their stomachs covered.

"NIMA, it's shameless."

Yang Ling helped her forehead with her hand. Is this another shameful play? I lost all my face.

He made up his mind in secret not to expose his identity.

"Ding, you satisfy people's wish to have a good laugh, wish value + 1."

"Ding, you beat your opponent in two seconds. Current progress: 2 / 5."

After stepping down, Yang Ling paid the money and left the hall, a little shameless to stay.

In the crowd, Meining looked at his back, and the color of doubt in his eyes was even more serious. At this time, the fragrant wind blew by her side, and her sister Meiling giggled and said, "elder sister, I found it."

"The ghost foot seven was originally named Liu Jianjun. He is 28 years old, but we have not found any information about him joining the army."

"Surname Liu?"

Mei Ning's mouth showed a beautiful radian. Mei Ling saw this wonderful wonder: "elder sister, why do you check this crude man? You don't want to take him as an apprentice, do you?"

"What a rough man, he is catkins!"

"Ah

Meiling was surprised and said, "he just bullied your man?"

"Are you sure?"

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