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He said, "I have to take a step ahead."

Su Zhizhi looked up and asked Lan Yujian to fly.

When Mo Yu saw that Wen Lan left on her own sensibility, her eyebrows and eyebrows succeeded.

Seeing Su Zhizhi's envious expression, he shouted, "It's so cool."

He hooked his fingertips.

His sword "swish" out of its sheath.

That aura is so overwhelming.

A black vortex surged around him, as if it was about to destroy the world and razed the whole world to the ground, full of deterrent force.

This black sword has the same virtue as his master.

Su Zhizhi could see through that thought at a glance.

Spinning around in front of Su Zhizhi, as if asking: Is it dazzling, is it cool?

Asked if Lan Fei was doing well, suddenly saw Moyu Yujian catching up with his little lady, passing her by.

There was a hint of provocation at the end of his eyes.

Wen Lan couldn't help rolling her eyes in anger.

This villain is really childish.

--

Seven days later, the competition in the fairy arena began.

Su Zhizhi was eliminated in the first round.

The suzerain's father sat on the high-profile judging table, trying to pretend that he didn't know this daughter.

As for Mo Yu, the suzerain, the father-in-law, has a lot of face.

"Look, this is my son-in-law."

Moyu is already so powerful that he can suppress people with his sea of ​​consciousness without using a weapon or making a move, just standing there.

But the suzerain's father couldn't help but said, "Why is the style of play completely different from before?"

If it was before, he would definitely draw his black sword out of its sheath and attack fiercely, forcing the opponent to retreat steadily.

But now, he is calm and leisurely, seems to be the same as his daughter.

Even the shot seems a lot gentler.

Moreover, which time Moyu didn't have a red eye, which made everyone fearful.

Even the Beida Sect Master next to him couldn't help saying, "After your son-in-law got married, his temperament seems to have changed a lot!"

Suzerain's father: That's not right, I'm just like my daughter.

The referee is still shouting:

"Qing Hua Sect Mo Yu Sheng..."

"Qing Hua Sect Mo Yu Sheng..."

"Qing Hua Sect Mo Yu Sheng..."

Su Zhizhi sat in the audience and was too excited to watch. How should I put it, Mo Yu was almost paralyzed.

She watched it with great interest, and couldn't help shouting, "Come on, Moyu!" She didn't know that others were looking at her.

The youngest talented player on the mainland of Kyushu was actually defiled by this trash.

Everyone expressed regret.

Moyu saw Su Zhizhi's piercing eyes in the audience.

Feel the excitement in her heart.

He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, exuding a faint smile.

Then everyone present was stunned, you know, they had never seen Mo Yu smile during the game.

To be exact, during the match, he was so cold and chill that no one dared to act rashly.

--

On the other side, Wenlan's match has also begun.

"Qing Huazong asked Lan Sheng..."

"Qinghuazong asked Lan Ying..."

The suzerain's father proudly introduced to others that this is his goddaughter.

Good-for-nothing pro-daughter Su Zhizhi: You snob!

"Wenlan lost..." But at the critical moment, Wenlan was defeated.

Su Zhizhi looked over and knew that Wen Lan couldn't win this time.

Because, the opponent is the hero of this book.

Now he is just the junior brother of Bei Dazong.

In time, it will definitely become the most powerful existence in the Kyushu Continent.

Wen Lan was ejected from the ring, and fell into Su Zhizhi's arms like falling into a drifting bottle.

To be exact, Su Zhizhi caught the good sister.

Feeling sorry for my sister, I even stuffed her with an elixir.

Mo Yu and Su Zhizhi felt the same, and only felt a pain in their hearts.

Look at Su Zhizhi hugging Wenlan tightly.

The corner of his mouth was pressed down instantly.

Su Zhizhi never thought of it, it's fine that Wenlan was injured.

Mo Yu will also be injured.

It was getting dark, and the competition came to an end for the time being, all the sect disciples went to their respective residences to rest.

Su Zhizhi just wanted to lie down in the comfortable bed.

Mo Yu lifted up his sleeves and showed her the hideous injury of his burn.

"Ah, are you injured?" Su Zhizhi immediately attracted Su Zhizhi's attention.

It was nervousness, he felt it.

It was even more compact than that of Wenlan at that time.

He seemed satisfied.

With a calm expression, he shook his head slightly, "No problem, just a small injury."

In fact, it was really just a minor injury to him, and he didn't want to mention it at all.

But for some reason, when he saw her caring about Wenlan for the first time, he became determined to win.

He wants that attention too.

Fortunately, Su Zhizhi did not disappoint him.

At this time, Su Zhizhi held his arm tightly and rolled up his sleeves, just to see the injury clearly.

Taking advantage of the situation, he took out a lot of pills from his pocket.

"Eat it quickly, it relieves pain, it reduces inflammation, and it increases resistance."

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, it turned out that this is the feeling of being cared about.

He couldn't help but feel happy.

At this time, the suzerain's father came over for a stroll again, and saw the intimate scene between the two.

I couldn't help being moved, "Oh, Dad didn't expect that you would be so affectionate."

"Daddy is very pleased."

Su Zhizhi said bluntly, "Daddy, if you have something to say, just say it."

Suzerain's father: My daughter is really a roundworm in my stomach.

Then he said, "Moyu, you have to fight for our Qinghua sect. The Bei Dazong has become more and more arrogant recently. Isn't it just recruiting a rare spiritual root? Lan'er lost to him today .”

"Those people are dying of pride now."

"Moyu, you have to take action and destroy their morale."

"This time we must win the first place."

The suzerain's father kept calling for number one, but he didn't know that when Mo Yu heard the word number one, his eyes would turn red subconsciously, and a sinister and treacherous light would flash.

Back then, in order to win the first place, his eyes were stained red with blood, and only the slogan of "Kill, kill, kill!" was left.

Su Zhizhi noticed something was wrong with him.

Immediately tightening Moyu's wrist, he said to his father, "Daddy, can you stop putting pressure on Ah Yu?"

"Ayu!" Su Zhizhi turned to Moyu and said softly, "In my eyes, it doesn't matter what rank you get."

"It's just a match. Daddy's face and Zongmen's face are not as important as you."

Su Zhizhi's voice was resounding, and it fell into Mo Yu's heart in an instant. Although his heart was empty, he felt the beating and throbbing.

Looking back at Su Zhizhi, she was serious, not joking.

There is incomparable candor in his eyes.

The suzerain's father was kicked out by his daughter in the next second.

If you really have a man, forget about your father.

Here, Su Zhizhi carefully bandaged his wound and dragged him to bed.

But he still couldn't help but want to confirm, "Is it really okay if I don't take the first place?"

In my memory, Li Zhizhi was very strict with him, and there were many arena competitions in the army, but if he was not number one, they would be more disgusted than Li Zhizhi, and then ordered him not to sleep, and went to the barracks to practice repeatedly.

He has to be number one in everything.

Even on the battlefield, he must be the first to charge.

That's why when he made a move, he became red-eyed.

Su Zhizhi slowly covered his red eyes, like a pacifier, "Ayu, it's okay, you are already very good."

She spoke softly, softly, and lazily, but she managed to soothe his anxiety.

She fell asleep again.

He entered her dream.

Under the bright and warm sunshine, the two lay pillows on each other's necks and slept together.

--

Mo Yu deliberately let the water go, and only took the third place.

Seeing his daughter's expression, the suzerain's father didn't dare to say anything.

His family status is now the lowest.

Moyu explored Su Zhizhi's attitude, but she smiled brightly at him, and said, "Wow, that's really amazing. I won the top three, and I'll reward you with a big chicken drumstick."

As she spoke, she took out a big chicken leg from the interspatial bag and gave it to him.

Mo Yu took it, and glanced to the side by the way, and saw that Wen Lan also had a chicken leg of the same style in her hand.

Immediately felt upset.

"Why am I the same as hers?"

"You are all my family." Su Zhizhi responded solemnly.

Wen Lan couldn't stand it any longer, and said to Su Zhizhi, "Hurry up and give him some different rewards, or I'm afraid I'll choke on my chicken legs." Being regarded as a love rival by the villain every day, she I was really pissed off.

Su Zhizhi listened.

Ask him directly, "Then what reward do you want?"

Mo Yu turned his head slightly and thought about it. To be honest, Su Zhizhi was really generous to him and had already given him many things.

Su Zhizhi thought he turned his head to ask for a kiss.

She stood on tiptoe, neatly, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and laughed, and when he laughed, he looked very worthless.

This scene was watched by many immortals.

"Tut tsk tsk..." How should I put it, Su Zhizhi is as seductive as her beautiful face.

Even Moyu was fascinated by her.

Su Zhizhi must have caused Moyu to neglect his training and his professional ability to regress, so he could only take the third place.

Su Zhizhi didn't know it, and now everyone blamed Moyu's "regression" on her head.