A Billion Times Draw a Sword

　　 Just when Miao Xian opened his bright eyes in a daze, Shen Houbai stretched out his hand and put her aside.

　　 At this time, Miao Xian found out that he had been standing in front of the **** of the lottery. This means that Shen Houbai did not come for himself, but for the lottery...

　　 At this moment, Miao Xian can't wait to find a seam to get in.

　　 With hot cheeks, Miao Xian did not dare to look at Shen Houbai at a glance.

　　……

　　 This time, Shen Houbai was not drawing the No. 1 pick, otherwise it would be too evil.

　　 This time Shen Houbai has the 11th pick, which means that he has a long break.

　　Because he doesn't feel much about the number of picks, or Shen Houbai is not afraid of any opponents, he looks more relaxed than anyone on the scene.

　　 "Damn it, how could it be him!"

　　 A young man in his early twenties, looking at the eleventh pick in his hand, the depressed color has been fully revealed on his face.

　　 Following the battle of the first two days with "Death to Death", most people have learned which people are difficult to deal with and which ones are better to deal with.

　　 If you can choose... even if you can't beat it, the metropolis will choose Miao Xian, a warrior who is not the first heavy Guyang in the palace.

　　 On the contrary... a person like Shen Houbai would not even have any idea.

　　 So when someone got the eleventh pick, the rest of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, a smirking expression appeared on their faces.

　　 "You are so miserable, you got him as your opponent!" Beside the youth, a Yu Guang glanced at the person who signed the number in the youth's hand, gleeful.

　　 Hearing the words, the young man glanced at the sign in the opponent's hand, and then said ironically.

　　 "How good do you think your opponent is, he is not like me!"

　　 "Besides, how do you know that I will lose?"

Above the high wall, after reading the match table presented by the **** in his hand, Ji Lin pointed to a name on the table, and then faced a man standing next to him in a Confucian uniform, standing with his back straight. The man said.

　　 "The Nine Kings, the only kid in the 13th camp this year has bad luck. I met Shen Houbai, the grandson of Lord Zhen Guo, look...what's your chance of winning this kid!"

　　 Hearing what Ji Lin said, the Confucian scholar dressed in the man, the nine kings in Ji Lin's mouth, responded with a slight smile.

　　 "Qianxi is the most outstanding member of our 13th Battalion in recent years, and his strength cannot be underestimated!"

　　 "But the grandson of Zhen Guo Gong is obviously also very good!"

　　 Speaking of this, the Nine Kings looked at the nearest town guru Lin Guotai under the throne of Ji Lin, then nodded for a moment, and then said again.

　　 "I believe it should be a very exciting match. As for who wins and who loses, it doesn't really matter!"

　　 The words of the nine kings obviously mean that the answer is equal to no answer, but it is also the best answer. It does not sin against Lin Guotai, nor does it make people think that he is arrogant, it is not leaking.

　　 Get back to the subject, today’s efficiency is very high. It looked like a morning, and the first ten games have all ended, so when the time came to the afternoon, the first game was the match between Shen Houbai and Qianxi.

　　 "The Thirteenth Camp of the Protecting Capital, Qianxi!"

　　 Standing in the field, Qianxi folded his fists and introduced himself to Shen Houbai.

　　 "Shen Houbai!" Shen Houbai responded.

　　 "You seem to be hurt!"

Qianxi stretched his finger to Shen Houbai's injured shoulder last night. Although Shen Houbai had already treated the wound, it took time to heal after all. So as Shen Houbai walked and swayed his arm, the wound would be pulled and ooze out. The blood dyed Shen Houbai's clothes red.

　　 Yu Guang glanced at his shoulder, and then Shen Houbai said: "It's okay, just a small injury!"

　　 "I heard a companion tell me that outside the imperial capital last night, someone killed a ‘demonized’ person. The appearance of that person and the appearance he described seemed very similar to Brother Hou Bai!"

　　 "And that ‘demonized’ person has been investigated by our 13th Battalion, he should be the wise man in the martial arts!"

"Gao Ming himself is the existence of the Lieyang Palace. After being'demonized', his strength is even closer to that of the martial artist. After the battle with him, Brother Hou Bai, you will definitely need to cultivate and cultivate, and you are injured again. Give up!"

　　 Hearing Qianxi's words, most of the people present were surprised.

　　 "Gao Ming... Demonization!" The horned dragon looked incredible.

Incredibly at the same time, the horned dragon's gaze came to Shen Houbai's body, and he also saw the blood oozing from Shen Houbai's shoulder, but Shen Houbai was completely unscathed in the battle yesterday, so how did the injury on his shoulder come from? of?

　　At this moment, with Qianxi's disclosure, the horned dragon finally understood.

　　 "This guy... really can make surprises!"

　　 Qiulong touched his nose and said silently.

　　 "What the little guy said is true?" On the palace wall, Ji Lin asked without looking back.

　　 "Yes, your majesty!"

　　 The nine kings nodded and said: "The head brought back by the scout department confirmed that it was indeed the head of the martial arts master, and the person who fought against Gao Ming was indeed similar to the grandson of Zhen Guo Gong's grandson Shen Houbai!"

　　 "Besides!"

　　 The Nine Kings reached out and took out the sleeves of his Confucian robes. When UU read www.uukanshu.com to take it back, he had an extra portrait in his hand.

　　 "Please see, Your Majesty!"

　　 After handing the portrait to Ji Lin, the Nine Kings said again.

　　 "This portrait was recently seized by the minister's subordinates from the monster outside the imperial capital. Although it is a bit rough, it is certain that the character in this portrait should be the grandson of Zhen Guo Gong, Shen Houbai!"

　　 "It can be confirmed that Zhen Houbai's grandson, Shen Houbai, has been targeted by the monster!"

　　 "What, there is such a thing!"

　　 Lin Guotai immediately stood up with wide eyes when he heard the words of the nine kings.

　　 Behind Lin Guotai, Shen Ge looked at the portrait in Ji Lin's hand. His expression was a bit confusing, and he couldn't tell whether he was worried or not.

　　 Ignoring Lin Guotai's surprise, the Nine Kings continued.

　　 "The minister wanted to wait until the end of the "Death to Death", but now... the minister feels that it is necessary to take this opportunity to speak to His Majesty. In order to protect the safety of Shen Houbai, he can consider sending him to some small towns!"

"Compared to the imperial capital, the monsters in Xiaochengguan are generally not very strong. They can win training time for Shen Houbai. As long as he enters the Fenghou level, then he can come back! He can even be stationed in some medium-sized cities. Be a guard general!"

　　……

　　 Back on the court, at this moment, Shen Houbai twisted his injured shoulder, and then ‘wow’, as a powerful qi burst out, Shen Houbai stared at Qian Xidao with sharp eyes.

　　 "It's a pity...there is no word confession in my dictionary!"

　　PS: Thanks to the old iron "Yuta of Yuanyuan" and "You Xiong Family" for their rewarding support, thank you very much!

　　 ask for collection, ask for recommendation ticket, ask for reward and support! ! !

　　 ask for collection, ask for recommendation ticket, ask for reward and support! ! !