Tang Xiao's heart felt like he was being grabbed by an unknown big hand. He was panicked, uneasy, and worried all kinds of emotions were intertwined. He looked at Wuyou apologetically, and flew into the air with a little bit of his toes, his body was as light as a swallow, and his figure was as ghosts.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared before everyone's eyes.

This move was so beautiful that everyone was amazed. "It turns out that he is a descendant of Prince Tang. This light skill of Stephen Wuhen has rarely had any opponents."

"That's natural, and I don't want anyone's descendants."

"The Prince of Tang has such outstanding descendants, and he has not embarrassed him."

While speaking, the winner has been decided.

"Oh, Mr. Ruge won."

"This is expected, not surprising, it's the disciple of the old monster in Tianshan."

"Oh, people are so angry that they are so angry that our disciples are still slightly inferior."

With a long sword, Ye Ruge fought all the way, defeated all ten opponents and successfully entered the finals.

At this point, the three candidates decided, and three equally outstanding men stood on the platform and bowed to the surroundings. The sound of shouting on the stage was so thunderous.

After finally calming down, the head of the Huashan Sect looked around and was very confused, "Young Master Tang has left, what are you comparing next?"

Manager Li frowned and ran to find Wuyou. The two of them muttered for a long time, and finally agreed. He stood on the platform and announced, "We misses personally set the questions and wish all three good luck."

In front of everyone, Wuyou stood up, standing tall and graceful, and blessed with blessings around him.

Her beautiful figure and elegant temperament, and her veil covers her a little more mysterious hazy beauty, making her look very outstanding, and everyone's eyes are not clear.

After all, there is only one chance like this.

Wuyou Luoluo waved generously and smiled slightly, "I'll make a couple, if I can't meet, I will automatically be eliminated."

The sound is crisp and pleasant, like the singing of a yellow oriole, very pleasant.

The son of Duke Rong, with a fascination on his face, asked foolishly, "What if he meets him?"

This woman's whole body is much taller than those daughters.

He was looking forward to how amazing she would be when she took off the veil.

Wuyou glanced at him indifferently, "Continue to compete until there is only the last person left."

After she glanced at me, the son of Duke Rong was confused and his seven souls and six spirits were gone, so how could he have enough time to talk?

The minister's grandson was still a little conscious and slightly slight, "This is fair, please."

Wuyou's eyes fell on Ye Ruge's face. He smiled slightly, gentle and pleasing to the eye. Her heart warmed, her eyebrows were curved, "Who will come first?"

Although Ye Ruge is a man in the world, he writes good calligraphy, and is both good at piano, chess, poetry and painting. He is a famous gentleman in the world and a versatile talent in the world.

The son of Duke Rong was determined to take the lead, so he jumped out for the first time to respond, "I'll come first, you two wait."

He relied on his literary talent and style, and even his elders praised him. He was full of confidence and had long been full of thoughts. He fantasized about the scenery scene of holding a beautiful woman back in his mind, and he secretly laughed.

The other two naturally had no objection, and everyone wanted to see her literary talent and talent.

There was silence in the presence, and you could hear a needle falling quietly.

Wuyou thought for a while and came up with a plan. "The Eight Kings of Pipa, Qin, Se, are here."

Everyone was stunned and savored it carefully. It was so wonderful.

The lady of the Tang family is indeed well-known. She has a pearl in her chest and a universe in her heart.
Chapter completed!