The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

A high platform in the lake.

As soon as the words "start" were spoken, several people flew up with swords in hand and started fighting immediately.

In a moment, someone was defeated by the sword.

The crowd followed suit.

Lin Zhifan sat next to Yan Yu, and the two of them communicated from time to time. Seeing her occasionally looking at the opposite side, he couldn't help but look in the direction she was looking.

I saw that the people sitting opposite me were all people of extraordinary temperament.

However, the most outstanding ones are the two in the front, one is domineering and strong, and the other is as gentle as an angel.

However, the woman was wearing half a mask, so her features could not be seen, but from her aura one could tell that she must be quite good-looking.

The man was wearing a veil, and his facial features were vaguely visible under the veil, which made him look even more stunning and curious.

Lin Zhifan's almond-shaped eyes turned slightly, and he chuckled softly, "Does Master Yan like the young man opposite?"

Yan Yu paused while fanning herself. The corners of her beautiful face curled slightly, as if she was puzzled: "Mr. Lin, what makes you think so?"

"I noticed that Master Yan always looked in that direction, so I asked this question," Lin Zhifan's clear voice sounded, and he slowly changed his words, "It seems that I thought too much. I am really sorry."

There was a hint of apology in the smart voice.

But Yan Yu didn't take it to heart. Instead, she laughed out loud: "I just think it's a little interesting."

like--

A most useless emotion.

How could she have that!

A hint of mockery and hurt flashed across Yan Yu's smiling, lowered eyes.

For some reason, at this moment, Lin Zhifan felt that the person next to him had a strange emotional fluctuation, which disappeared in a flash, as if it was his own illusion.

Lin Zhixian on the left side watched the two people chatting happily, and his eyes staring at Lin Zhifan became more and more gloomy.

Without making a sound, he glanced past them and quietly looked at the masked woman in the front row opposite him.

But before he could see anything, Lin Zhixian was suddenly met with a pair of cold eyes.

There was a deep abyss in his eyes. When he stared, it was like a sword piercing his heart, or like a biting cold wind, making people shudder.

Lin Zhixian was frightened and looked away in panic, his heart trembling uncontrollably.

But one glance and she was terrified.

It was rumored that the leader of the Bloodthirsty Pavilion was cold and heartless, and acted cruelly, which always made people shudder when he was mentioned. But with just one glance, she knew that the rumors were not groundless.

This made her doubt whether her idea was feasible...

"What's wrong?" Yan Yunqi keenly noticed the sudden change in the aura of the person next to him and asked in confusion.

Facing Yan Yunqi, Luo Qingzhi's icy expression subconsciously softened, "It's okay."

On the competition stage, everyone was fighting fiercely.

Among the crowd watching the game, some sighed, while others cheered.

Hua Heming was particularly cold and sullen today, watching the competition in silence.

However, Hua Heyan, who was standing aside, stared in one direction with gritted teeth, and fire seemed to be spitting out of his eyes.

Naturally, the person he was looking at was Yan Yunqi, who had made him mute a few days ago.

A powerless and lowly person, he will definitely make him pay a heavy price!

However, no matter how furious he was, Yan Yunqi on the other side didn't take him seriously at all.

He calmly drank his tea, watched the competition, and occasionally tilted his head to talk in a low voice with the woman beside him. He looked so comfortable.

Such a beautiful scene made Hua Heyan's face even more ferocious.

Realizing something was wrong, Hua Heming immediately comforted his brother, "Ayan, be calm and don't lose your dignity in front of others."

People in the royal family have always been high and mighty, noble and elegant, and awe-inspiring.

How could he be like a scoundrel in the market, with a distorted and ugly face?

Sure enough, after these words came out, Hua Heyan, concerned about her identity, looked around, took a deep breath, and instantly suppressed all her emotions in her heart. The corners of her mouth twitched, "Sister is right."

He is a prince of noble status.

If a small civilian dares to offend me, I will find an opportunity to kill him.

There is no need to get angry.

Thinking of this, he calmed down and watched the competition with little interest.

However, sometimes, he couldn't help but look at the masked woman in black out of curiosity.

Two hours passed quickly, and it seemed that the first day's competition was not very exciting.

The people in the audience either closed their eyes to rest, or lowered their heads in deep thought, or some left early.

Finally, when another round of sighs was heard, today's competition came to an end.

Seeing the person next to her suddenly yawn, Luo Qingzhi smiled lightly, "Let's go back!"

Yan Yunqi, who was thinking this, raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly, "Okay."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Then people left one after another.

Watching everyone leave, Lin Zhixian's eyes flashed, and he took Wu Yun, who had just returned from a trip, to a secret corner where no one was.

"how?"

"Miss, I can't find out anything about the Bloodthirsty Pavilion Master's preferences," Wu Yun shook his head helplessly with a serious face.

Lin Zhixian frowned slightly when he heard this.

"But..." Wu Yun suddenly spoke in a low voice hesitantly.

"But what? Just say it." Lin Zhixian's face darkened and he said impatiently.

Seeing her expression turn ugly, Wu Yun no longer hesitated and said directly: "According to the gossip I got, it is said that the Bloodthirsty Pavilion Master Ming Shang has recently had a man with a stunning appearance by his side. He takes him wherever he goes and is extremely concerned about him."

"If my guess is correct, it is the man who was with me today."

After saying that, Wu Yun hesitated and widened his eyes, "Miss, do you think she will..."

"You mean, she likes beautiful women?"

"Not impossible."

Seeing Wu Yun nodding repeatedly, Lin Zhixian's frown relaxed.

After thinking for a moment, a smile appeared in his eyes.

If this is true, then we can cater to their needs.

Sure enough, no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot escape the word desire.

Wealth, power, beauty, which woman doesn’t want it?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhixian smiled and said, "As the host, we should entertain the guests who have come from afar."

"Wu Yun."

"Miss, please speak," Wu Yun stepped forward and bowed to listen to her instructions.

"Everyone loves beauty. Please arrange some good-looking men to bring food to all our guests!"

Wu Yun knew the deep meaning when he heard it, and asked, "Miss, do you want to please him?"

"Well, but the purpose can't be too obvious."

So nothing will be leaked on the surface.

Of course, "Remember, select two of the most outstanding men to send to the Bloodthirsty Pavilion Master, understand?"

"Wu Yun understands."

"Well, let's do it."

"Yes."

After walking a few steps away, Wu Yun turned around to look at Lin Zhixian who was standing there complacently. A smile slowly formed on his originally serious face, and a strange color quickly flashed in his eyes.

He left without looking back.

Not long after returning to the courtyard, Luo Qingzhi saw Mingfeng coming to report that the eldest daughter of the Lin family, Lin Zhixian, had sent someone to deliver something.

"What is the gift?"

At the table, Luo Qingzhi was holding the teacup nonchalantly.