Sword wash rivers and lakes

Chapter 95 Emergencies
When Yu Fei saw Zhao Yuhan reach out for the suspicious cup of tea, he became anxious immediately, and he quickly shouted: "Junior Brother Zhao, this cup of tea has..."

It's a pity that the speed of Yu Fei's reminder is still not as fast as Zhao Yuhan's urgency to curry favor with Wei Yunting. Before he could finish his sentence, Zhao Yuhan had already drank all the tea in the cup.

And after Zhao Yuhan finished drinking, he gave Yu Fei a sideways glance, and then he smiled and showed the empty bottom of the cup to Wei Yunting who was standing opposite.

But at this time, what Zhao Yuhan saw in those eyes was neither happiness, nor appreciation, nor gratitude.

Zhao Yuhan never expected that the expression on Wei Yunting's face, standing opposite him, contained astonishment, surprise, anger... and even a trace of panic and fear. Not sure what he really meant.

Among them, there is no expression at all, which is what Zhao Yuhan expected.

After a while, Wei Yunting put away all the expressions on his face, gave Zhao Yuhan a hard look, then walked up to Zheng Yi, and said calmly, "Cousin, I suddenly remembered that there is still something I haven't done well, you should talk about it first." Come on, I'll come as I go."

After saying this, Wei Yunting didn't care what Zheng Yi's reaction was, and jumped out of the gate directly. This situation seemed a bit like running away.

As for Wei Yunting's servant, after seeing him running away, he immediately ran out of the door holding the tea tray.

In this courtyard, except for Yu Fei who vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, everyone else was confused. They had no idea what the hell this Wei Yunting was doing.

Among them, Zheng Yi, the Seventh Miss of Xijian Villa, was also included.

"This……"

Zhao Yuhan was holding an empty teacup in his hand, looking a little at a loss.

Zheng Yi also doesn't know why her unreliable cousin ran away in such a hurry, but she knows that Wei Yunting, this guy, has often had convulsions since he was a child, so Zheng Yi doesn't care too much. .

"Okay, I've finished what I have to say. The next step is to see everyone's performance. Everyone, get ready, and we'll start now." Zheng Yiyu patted her hand and said with a slight smile.

"Guru..."

There was a stomach rumbling in the crowd.

Zheng Yi frowned, breakfast was just finished, could someone be hungry again?

"Who's hungry again? If you're hungry, I'll go get someone to get something to eat right away. The competition is about to start, so I can't let you play on an empty stomach." Zheng Yi smiled patiently.

Zheng Yi glanced at the crowd, Lu Shaotian and the others, you look at me, I look at yours, but no one made a sound.

"Okay, since no one is hungry, let's go now!" Zheng Yi raised her jade hand, waved it imposingly, turned around and was about to walk outside the gate.

"Guru..."

At this time, someone's stomach rang again.

Zheng Yi is getting a little angry now, is this someone trying to fight her or something?Why is it that every time she said she was going to leave, someone's stomach would rang in the crowd?

Zheng Yi turned around and was about to ask clearly what was going on.

"Gollum...gollum..."

Zheng Yi just opened her mouth when she heard a series of grunts.

This time, there was no need for Zheng Yi to ask, everyone knew whose stomach the noise was coming from.

Because at this time, Zhao Yuhan was hugging his stomach with a bitter face, and the grunts came from his stomach.

"Zhao Yuhan, what's going on with you?" Zheng Yi frowned and asked in a deep voice.

With a bitter face, Zhao Yuhan replied helplessly: "Miss Qi, I don't know what's going on."

As soon as Zhao Yuhan finished speaking, the grunting in his stomach started again and again.

But this time, Zhao Yuhan couldn't hold it back anymore, he hugged his stomach with both hands, and ran towards the direction of the latrine quickly, while running, his stomach growled continuously.

At this moment, Zheng Yi's face turned black. The final of the martial arts competition was about to begin. At this critical moment, Zhao Yuhan actually had a stomachache. This sudden incident gave her a very headache.

To be honest, she had already learned from Xu Rujing that this Zhao Yuhan was not a very good person in normal times, but his martial arts was the highest among the five participants in the competition.

He is only less than 17 years old now, and he has already passed the fourth pass of the mountain villa's martial artist assessment. His martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of the second-rate low-rank. Among his peers in Xijian Villa, he is undoubtedly the most outstanding One.

In today's game, the opponents of Xijian Villa are very strong, stronger than those they have dealt with before. Zheng Yi will arrange for Zhao Yuhan to be the finale.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuhan suddenly felt sick to her stomach, and her plan might be disrupted.

Can this Zhao Yuhan still play?Zheng Yi began to feel a little worried.

Xijian Villa sent Zhao Yuhan and five of them to participate in the martial arts competition. If Zhao Yuhan can't participate in the competition, then they will lose one contestant.

Today's opponents are not easy to deal with. If they lose a game before the game starts, their chances of winning will be reduced by a few points.

But whether Zhao Yuhan will be able to play today will not be confirmed until he returns, so Zheng Yi can only frown now, waiting patiently for Zhao Yuhan to come out of the toilet.

It was time for Zhao Yuhan to go for half a stick of incense, but when he came out of the latrine, his face turned pale obviously.

Zheng Yi was very worried about his current situation, but she still asked aloud: "Zhao Yuhan, do you think you can still participate in the competition?"

"Miss Seven, there is no problem, I can hold on!" Although Zhao Yuhan's face was not good-looking, his tone of answering the question was still very firm.

Since the first match of the Young Eagle Crying Competition, Zhao Yuhan has not played once, and today is the last match. If he can't play again, then this time the competition will really have nothing to do with him. It's entangled.

How could the arrogant Zhao Yuhan accept this kind of result?

Hearing Zhao Yuhan's resolute tone of answer, Zheng Yi's brows slowly relaxed. If he can hold on, that's of course the best.

But before Zheng Yi's brows could be completely relaxed, Zhao Yuhan, who was standing opposite her, groaned again in his stomach. The next moment, Zhao Yuhan hugged his stomach and ran to the toilet again.

(End of this chapter)