My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

Tonight's Hundred Flowers Festival is no different from yesterday's.

It’s just that after Lu Yun successfully won the fight before, he still needs to compete again today.

After the Hundred Flowers Festival is over, all the winners will be taken away.

That’s when the truly cruel and strict selection process will begin.

Now, there is no need to rush. The Hundred Flowers Festival will be held non-stop for twelve hours anyway.

But something rather interesting happened tonight.

Lu Yun was blocked by the gloomy old man who he had seen fighting with the red-faced man before.

When he was blocked by this guy just now, Lu Yun was a little impatient and said in a deep voice: "Get out of the way!"

The gloomy old man continued to block him with a smile: "I am very curious about your profound strength. No one has caught my eye in all these years. You are the first one."

Hearing this, Lu Yun glared at him and said, "What? You still want me to thank you?"

Isn't this crazy? Blocking your own way, are you stupid?

"hey-hey……"

Unexpectedly, he didn't care at all, and continued to sneer and said: "Well, if you hand over your skills to me, I can spare your life in the next selection."

Because only three people are selected from this kind of competition every year.

The battle selection is random.

No one can guarantee who will be able to match up with whom.

Old man Yin Wu felt that he had a very high level of cultivation and was determined to win.

The skills he practices can definitely make others submit to him.

However, Lu Yun’s previous move still interested him.

Therefore, in his eyes, it would be a waste of resources if the martial arts technique fell into Lu Yun's hands, so it would be better to give it to him.

Seeing this guy staring at him greedily, Lu Yun also smiled.

"hey-hey……"

The old man Yinwu thought Lu Yun was scared, so he started laughing too.

However, just one second later, Lu Yun said calmly: "No."

His words were like thunder.

The old man's face darkened instantly: "Are you kidding me?"

Lu Yun waved his hand: "Don't say that, I didn't."

He didn't bother to waste time talking to this guy, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

The old man Yinwu didn't pester her any more.

But he already had the murderous intention in his heart.

Those who dare to play tricks on themselves usually end up in a miserable state.

We can't touch him now, so let's wait until the game.

Even if this kid made it into the top three with him, it wouldn't matter. In the face of power, he thought he was cunning enough and it would be easy for this kid to die in his hands.

While he was thinking about these things, someone was watching Lu Yun.

It was number 113.

However, No. 113's body can no longer be called a human. He doesn't even have his own thoughts. He is almost immortal and can conceal all the aura on his body.

The main thing is that all the aura on his body is not spiritual energy. He is a freak created by drugs and transformation.

So even if Lu Yun passed by, he would not be able to detect the aura on him.

But No. 113 is very handsome.

Although he was wearing a mask, his heroic figure still attracted many girls.

These girls came towards him one after another, wanting to ask for his address.

But No. 113 has no humanity at all, let alone human emotions.

When these girls came over, he pushed them aside and followed Lu Yun.

The girls didn't know what was going on, so they cursed No. 113, "Why are you pretending to be so noble?"

But No. 113 didn't even turn his head.

……

The most lively day of the Hundred Flowers Festival is actually the first day.

After this day, everyone's enthusiasm gradually waned, especially for someone like Li Xinxin who doesn't have much money. She just wants to have something new during this festival. Many things she likes cannot be bought, and after a long time, she will get bored.

So after walking around, they returned to the cabin on the top of the mountain.

At night, the sky is full of stars, and the surroundings are quiet and refreshing, which is very comfortable.

Petting the dog, Li Xinxin felt relaxed.

But at this moment, the big toad became nervous first.

Its huge eyeballs rolled around, it sniffed hard, and looked in one direction.

This time, Lu Yun didn't find anything unusual.

Seeing the big toad like this, he smiled and patted the big toad on the body: "What are you talking about?"

The big toad immediately said: "It's dangerous. Such strong blood."

The liquid containing No. 113 is actually similar to the blood of their toad tribe.

The taste is very similar.

This giant toad is a spiritual creature and is extremely sensitive to this smell.

So as soon as it smelled it, it immediately became nervous.

Seeing that it didn't look like it was joking, Lu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, then closed them and used his spiritual sense to sense the surrounding atmosphere.

With this realization, his face darkened.

Because he sensed a person about a thousand meters away. The person was looking around, but his facial expression remained the same.

Gloomy and lifeless.

Like a natural killing machine.

And just after Lu Yun sensed the breath over there, the other party seemed to sense him as well.

However, the man just glanced over here and didn't say anything.

The visitor is not good.

Lu Yun snorted coldly, turned around to look at the big toad and said, "You stay with them, go back to the house."

"This... going back?"

"nonsense!"

Lu Yun glared at him and said, "How about, when that person comes to kill you, you go and fight them?"

"Hey, this... forget it!"

After saying that, he ran inside at a swift speed.

Lu Yun leisurely jumped onto a tree in front, sat on it quietly looking down, waiting for someone to come.

In less than a moment, No. 113 appeared under the tree.

He is very sharp.

Even though Lu Yun didn't say anything, he slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Yun.

The moment he raised his head, Lu Yun was stunned.

These are eyes that do not belong to a living person.

Ok?

But he is indeed alive.

It was as if there was another person's soul living in his body.

Then, Lu Yun frowned and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

No. 113 is controlled by Liang Yang, so as long as Liang Yang does not manipulate him to speak, No. 113 will not speak.

Liang Yang is different from his son, he doesn't like to show off.

The bigger the business, the more you understand that keeping a low profile is the key to longevity.

His son lost his life because he was too flamboyant.

But today, as his father, he avenged him.

Therefore, he did not let No. 113 say anything, but just manipulated him to slowly open his arms.

In the palm of his hand, a large number of white flowers grew out.

What the hell is this?

It was the first time Lu Yun had seen this, and he couldn't help but feel very strange.