Quick wear fall: vicious cannon fodder, she is soft and seductive

Mo Yanzong

on the square

The annual "Four Major Sects Competition" is about to begin.

At this moment, the outstanding disciples of Xuanyu Sect, Moyan Sect, Mingyue Sect and Xianlin Sect gathered in a huge square.

This was the first time Hua Ximian had participated in such a lively sect competition since she lost her memory. With excitement flashing in her eyes, she looked left and right with her bright eyes.

Little did she know that as she was looking at the bustling surroundings, the monks in the square were all staring at her intently.

"Quiet, now I'll announce the rules of the game!"

A clear voice sounded, and the field immediately fell silent.

Hua Ximian sat in the audience stands, looking down.

On the platform in the center of the square stood a young monk dressed in black.

This person is estimated to be the host of this sect competition.

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, the host cleared his throat and said loudly, "Let me announce the rules of this competition. This competition consists of three rounds. The first round is a free-for-all, where all the monks from the sects wear a small red flower on their clothes and then snatch each other's small red flowers. The top ten people who get the small red flowers can participate in the second round, which lasts for one incense stick."

After the host finished speaking, a maid in a black robe came towards the audience stand holding flowers.

The maid gave flowers to each contestant.

Hua Ximian also received a little red flower. She carefully put it on her clothes on her chest, and heard Xuanyun's instructions in her ears.

"Mianmian, be careful in the battle later and don't let others hurt you."

Hua Ximian turned to look at Xuanyun and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will pay attention..."

Xuanyun was still worried. After all, as the sect leader, he could not participate in this melee, and he could not be with the girl all the time.

He frowned and warned earnestly: "If you encounter danger, send me a message..."

Hua Ximian nodded obediently.

"The game is about to begin, everyone please enter!"

When Hua Ximian heard the host announce the start of the competition, he stopped talking with Xuanyun and turned to look at the square.

All the monks walked towards the square. Hua Ximian turned around and greeted Xuanyun: "Brother Xuanyun, I'm leaving..."

Xuanyun nodded: "Go, Mianmian, be careful."

Hua Ximian walked into the square.

When all the monks entered the square, a barrier emitting blue light was instantly set up on the square.

At this moment, the monks in the square looked serious, ready to fight at any time.

Hua Ximian was no exception, and shouted "The game begins."

The whole place was in chaos, and all the monks were fighting each other for the little red flowers.

Hua Ximian stood on the field. She wanted to find someone to fight with, but she found that some monks looked at her with red faces, and then ran away to fight with other people.

She stood there with a bewildered look on her face, staring blankly at the people around her fighting each other for the little red flower.

what happened?

Why doesn’t anyone come and grab her little red flower?

Just when Hua Ximian was feeling depressed.

Suddenly a sword energy attacked and Hua Ximian hurriedly dodged.

She turned and looked at the person who came.

The person who came was wearing a red dress that fluttered in the wind, and she slowly descended with a sword in her hand.

The person who came was Lin Meir, whom I had met once before.

"Young Master of Xuanyu Sect, let me see what you are capable of!"

Lin Meir looked at the stunning girl in front of her, a hint of malice flashing in her eyes.

Hua Ximian looked indifferent as she looked at this woman who was suddenly full of malice towards her for no apparent reason.

Lin Meir saw that Hua Ximian had no expression on her face when facing his provocation.

She couldn't help but feel angry. She pointed the sword at Hua Ximian and said with malicious eyes: "Now that Senior Brother and Xuanyun are not here, who else can help you? Prepare to die!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Meir rushed towards the girl with a sword in her hand.

Hua Ximian stretched out his hand, and his natal sword appeared in his hand.

She quickly blocked Lin Meir's attack.

After several exchanges of blows, Lin Meir was gradually forced to take a few steps back.

Seeing Lin Mei'er's pale face, Hua Ximian quickly stabbed at her with his sword.

Seeing Lin Meir turned her head away and avoided his attack, Hua Ximian reached out and quickly picked off the little red flower on her chest.

After getting the little red flower, Hua Ximian smiled with satisfaction and took a half step back.

Looking at Lin Mei'er kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, she raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly: "Ms. Lin, thank you for letting me. I like your little red flower very much."

Hua Ximian raised the little red flower in her hand and shook it as she spoke, her eyes full of pride.

Since this cultivator from the Mingyue Sect had ill intentions towards her, she would not be polite.

"you!"

Seeing that her little red flower had fallen into Hua Ximian's hands, Lin Meir was so angry that she almost vomited blood!

Hua Ximian didn't want to pay any attention to this person at all. Since she had already received the red flower, she might as well let her go for now.

Thinking of this, Hua Ximian turned around and looked for other targets to see if he could grab more red flowers.

A trace of resentment flashed in Lin Meir's eyes. She refused to accept the result. She closed her eyes and the flying needle as thin as a silver thread in her sleeve flew straight towards Hua Ximian.

Hua Ximian didn't notice the flying needles at all. Suddenly, she was hugged in someone's arms and fell to the side.

"You have such a vicious mind that you actually use a poison needle."

Hua Ximian looked down at the ground only after she heard the words of the man who was hugging her.

Sure enough, there were several silver needles stuck in the ground, and there were black marks on the ground.

This is a poison needle!

Hua Ximian frowned, and was confused as to why Lin Meir in front of her was so malicious towards her.

The man in black had anger in his eyes and swung his palm towards Lin Meir, who was unable to dodge.

In an instant, his face turned extremely pale, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the man and woman in front of him angrily.

Seeing Lin Meir's resentful eyes, Hua Ximian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, thinking secretly, this guy deserves it!

While looking at Lin Meir, she suddenly felt her waist being hugged tightly, and then she remembered that she was still being hugged by the man in black.

She frowned slightly and said to the man in black who was hugging her, "Fellow Daoist, can you let me go?"

The black-robed man paused and let go of the girl.

Hua Ximian turned her head and looked at the person who saved her. He was wearing a black robe and had an extraordinary temperament, but he looked very ordinary, so ordinary that you would forget him after meeting him once.

Judging from the robe he is wearing, he should be a cultivator from the Mo Yan Sect.

Hua Ximian looked at the man in black robe and smiled: "Thank you for saving my life, you are from Mo Yan Sect, right?"

The man in black thought for a moment and said, "I am from the Mo Yan Sect, and my name is Mo Yi."

Hua Ximian nodded and said, "Friend Mo Yi, I will give you a thank you gift after the game is over."

"Time is running out now, let's compete first!"

When Mo Yiyi heard that the girl was leaving, he took out five little red flowers from his arms and said, "Mian... No, Fellow Daoist Xuan, I have some little red flowers for you."

Hua Ximian was at a loss. Before she could answer, Mo stuffed the flowers into her hands and left.

Hua Ximian looked at the little red flower in her hand and thought to herself, "This fellow Mo Yi is such a good person!"