At this time, Princess Rouge in Wu Yonglin's arms was almost breathless. This guy named Wu Yonglin was too bold, right? But I like it.

When Wu Yonglin pushed Princess Rouge away with a loss, Princess Rouge obviously saw a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

"I hope this sword will work for you." Princess Rouge smiled with a delicate face like a little woman.

Wu Yonglin had no time to absorb the pretty face of the beauty in front of him. He held Princess Rouge's shoulders tightly in his hand and said nervously: "Can you tell me where this sword comes from?"

As a woman, Princess Rouge didn't understand the every move on this person's face, and asked retortedly: "What's your relationship with the owner of this sword?"

As reminded by Princess Rouge's sour tone, Wu Yonglin thought that since the Chengying Sword had fallen into her hands, Yin Lengshuang was probably in danger. At this time, he was not convenient to be outsiders, not to mention that Princess Rouge, who was a little infatuated with him, revealed his true relationship with Yin Lengshuang. His eyes turned and he had plans to heart.

"This is the one whom my father asked me to pass this heirloom to me before his death. Hey, I have been waiting for almost three months after I received a letter from my family last time."

Wu Yonglin didn't know what Yin Lengshuang was dressing at this time, so his words were ambiguous. Fortunately, Princess Rouge was ignorant. After Wu Yonglin finished speaking, she said carelessly: "That's right, that girl Shuang'er stayed well with me. When you finish the competition, I'll take you to see her."

Wu Yonglin looked at her helplessly and nodded to her gratefully. Every time he finished the competition, he was locked back into the dungeon, and there was still a chance to get away.

After Princess Rouge left Wu Yonglin, she went back to take care of the newly injured King Yundan on the stands. At this time, King Yundan was completely naked and was receiving careful treatment like a quasi-no-one in the center seat of the stands. The sweat beads on his face showed that he was injured, but he never cried out. His eyes were willing to leave the yak battle in the field for a moment, as if he was learning from it and waiting for the yak battle in the coming year.

Wu Yonglin accidentally glanced at Princess Rouge on the stands. When she looked at her naughty and cute, she smacked her tongue at her, Wu Yonglin turned her head guiltily because in another moment, he was about to go on stage.

At this time, a Tubo man was not capable of anything, and he was directly pushed to the ground like a sandbag by a strong wild bison. After stepping on the man's lower abdomen, he could obviously smell a fishy and unpleasant smell. The Tubo man returned to the underworld in such an unbearable scene.

The Tubo man who just fell down is already eighth. The first few are either disabled or dead. Anyway, one is even more miserable than the other. One is directly pushed through his butt. It is estimated that shit will become his most terrible nightmare in the future. Another one is directly a fool when he gets up from the ground, because he just hit the pillar next to him, eliminating this tragic memory from his head. Perhaps this is his best ending.

Wu Yonglin obviously saw the man who was in front and ready to go out to fight, and sure enough, within less than three seconds of leaving the station, he became the ninth Tubo man to be beaten again.

At this time, Tsomuhun's face was solemn, because if this wild yak was allowed to hold on like this, he would inevitably have to make a terrible move. After all, he has been uncommon for years, and this year, the three kings have all arrived. If he makes small moves in front of everyone, he will not have to mess around in this area in the future.

He glanced at Zhimacuo next to him. Zhimacuo clearly understood it and walked to the referee. When Wu Yonglin heard his name pronounced, he actually gave everyone a smile that they could not understand.

At this time, Wu Yonglin was covered in hard armor on cowhide. Unlike King Yundan just now, although his body could not withstand the wild yak's thousand-pound top, it made his figure extremely flexible.

The wild yak opposite was obviously stronger than the one fighting with Yundan King. Wu Yonglin actually saw a deltoid muscle from behind it, with clear edges and a prominent Pythagorean stiletto, which made Wu Yonglin amazed. If this guy could walk while standing, wouldn’t he be a live Bull Demon King? When he looked at it, Wu Yonglin felt a little guilty. After all, he did not have the divine power that was comparable to the Monkey King.

"Brother Niu, are you eating grass?" Wu Yonglin had a handful of hay in his hand, but he actually started to bribe Niu's heart.

A booed sound from the crowd, and even the King Yundan in the stands frowned. How did the hero who had no bow and archery targets and fiercely captured the horse now turn into a pustules?

Looking at Princess Rouge next to her, she was even more anxious and blushed. She knew that if she lost this competition, her father would never allow herself to marry a loser.

Zhimacuo looked at him with disdain and closed his eyes. He didn't want to dirty his eyes when he was a bear bag.

The two brothers Tsomuhun and Tsomuli actually showed two completely different expressions this time, one was thinking, the other was calm, the other was calm, and the other was open and honest. Why was the difference between the same womb?

"Brother Niu, I'll take you on my way when I'm full, do you know? If I don't send you a ride, it's hard to guarantee that the guys behind will take some extraordinary measures. Don't worry, I will never feel any pain in my actions."

What's even more amazing is that while Wu Yonglin was talking to the wild yak, the corners of the wild yak's eyes began to shed tears. People often say that the tears of cows can make people see many invisible dirty things. At this moment, in Wu Yonglin's eyes, without the tears of cows, you can see demons and demons dancing around them.

Everyone was curious to see that after Wu Yonglin fed the wild yak, the competition that could not be shorter officially kicked off.

Wu Yonglin threw away his shield and ran over. The people moved, the shadows were unsheathed, and the sword was unsheathed and returned to the sheath again. The wild yak behind him was already different, just like the wild yak. ​​At this time, his eyes were already filled with tears. After looking around coldly, he walked directly to the stage and handed the Chengying sword back to Princess Rouge. After all, this good thing should be more at ease in Princess Rouge's hands, not to mention that there was Yin Lengshuang hidden behind it.

The people around looked at Wu Yonglin incredibly, and they all felt that Wu Yonglin might have used some magic just now, and only Wu Yonglin himself could understand the sadness.
Chapter completed!