"Thank you, Elder, I mean, let them do a blood test. Is there a magic weapon in this area?"

Zhang Xing arched.

"Well! I should do it. I thought they were sisters."

The magic color nodded.

Hearing their conversation, Ruan Mei and Linger, who were still fighting like two little hens, looked away from their hostility and began to wonder.

After a while, the housekeeper of the first mountain sent a transparent magic weapon.

Dripping into the blood of Linger and Soft Girl.

Instantly, the blood droplets fused together.

The children stood still in shock.

All eyes are incredible (color)!

"This ... how is this possible?"

"I don't remember another sister or sister!"

Ruan Mei stunned.

Since she was ten years old, she has never heard her parents say that she has sisters.

But the fact is in front of her, Linger really has a close kinship with her.

Unfortunately, the parents are gone.

This question can only be buried deep in my heart.

"you......"

The two women spoke at the same time and looked at each other.

I feel like I have a lot to say, but I don't know where to start.

"Okay, you two sisters, let's talk in the room."

"I have something to discuss with Zhang Fengbong."

After the two sisters left in the magic color clothing, Zhang Xing was invited to take a seat.

At this time, the other palace masters came to the parlor and saw each other seated.

They are all looking excited at Zhang Xing.

It's just that the ancestors of Ru's family smiled a little bit, but also helplessly.

Who made Ru Xian unlucky? At this time, he went to find the obscureness of the stove room ...

"Zhang Xing, this matter had nothing to do with you, but you suddenly came back, and we want to hear your opinions."

The magic color clothing saw the crowd coming and spoke.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Zhang Xing asked.

"The Southern Empire (Lianlian) Alliance holds a comprehensive contest every ten years."

"The content of the competition includes martial arts skills, magic skills, battle formation, identification of herbs, alchemy, forging weapons and equipment, on-site animal training, etc."

"In the past, Moyushan was not the bottom of these projects, but it also belongs to the lower-ranked group."

"So, would you please think about it and see if you want to register?"

The Mocai said, feeling a bit dry (gangan), and took a cup of tea and took a sip of tea.

But attention has always stopped on Zhang Xing's face.

When Zhang Xing was so distraught, how could everyone's eyes look urgent?

He turned his head slightly and thought of the cause.

They want to earn some face and come back.

This is easy to handle, isn't it over to try it?

He knew, however, that there were rewards for every contest.

The prize money for the entire Southern Empire (Lian) League competition is indispensable.

It's just that his assistive skills seem to be a little behind.

If it's okay in the western continent, it will be fine in the eastern continent.

Although he hadn't seen it, he knew it at the first thought.

Seventy-eight star warriors can be seen everywhere, let alone the seven or eight-level masters of formation.

"Then sign up, I just want to see it."

Zhang Xingdao.

"This ... I don't know which project to report to Zhang Fang?"

The magic color clothes and others heard Zhang Xing promised, eyes narrowed at the same time.

"Full report, another one counts!"

Zhang Xing waved his hands with pride.

"what?"

Everyone froze, did we hear that right?

"Looking at each of you as a fuss, I said that the full report is the full report, and there are not many projects in total, and all of them can participate."

Zhang Xing waved his hand, said with a casual look.