What? Playing games can also save your husband

Chapter 220 The once virtuous and upright senior disciple of the sect has turned evil! (19)

Mo Xuan's heart jumped into her throat.

My first reaction was to run, to run as fast as I could.

As a result, she took a step back, and Luo Junche withdrew his gaze, as if he had merely been lost in thought.

Didn't you spot her?

Mo Xuan approached him cautiously, her eyes filled with suspicion.

He bent down, opened his hand and waved it up and down in front of his eyes, but found that Luo Junche did not react at all, his eyes were fixed straight ahead without any fluctuation.

Mo Xuan immediately felt relieved.

Thank goodness, it seems the props are reliable after all.

It's all because this game has too many bugs, which has caused a crisis of trust.

Realizing that she had been overly paranoid, Mo Xuan returned to her previous seat with peace of mind.

Once she was seated, she looked at the man beside her again, only to find that he had closed his eyes again and returned to his previous state.

Little did he know, Luo Yunche's actions were merely an attempt to conceal the undercurrents surging in his eyes.

That look was so familiar; he couldn't be mistaken—it was Mo Xuan.

His little darling is indeed extraordinary; it seems he was too confident in his methods.

His cultivation level is indeed unmatched here, but his Xuanxuan doesn't belong here, does he?

Since she can freely enter and leave this world, it's reasonable that she possesses methods that surpass the understanding of this world.

So what other secrets does she still have?

Luo Junche didn't intend to alert her, since she was just loitering around him anyway.

Besides, how can fish bite without bait?

Only by waiting patiently can we discover her purpose and true intentions.

Before the competition, Luo Yunche had been meditating here, and Mo Xuan had been with him until the competition began.

"It's finally Luo Junche's turn to appear. I've been waiting for so long."

"His group is so unlucky, they're destined to be eliminated in the first round."

"I've heard his name for a long time, and I'm going to see if he's really as amazing as the rumors say."

An unusually large number of people came to watch the competition. Mo Xuan stood in the crowd, his ears filled with their discussions about Luo Yunche.

This person is really famous.

Mo Xuan touched her ears; she couldn't bear to listen anymore.

"It's started, it's started!"

As the gong sounded on stage, Mo Xuan's gaze, like everyone else's, turned towards the stage.

Luo Yunche stood alone on the right side of the competition arena, dressed in a long blue and white robe, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

The other nine people stood on the other side. Perhaps they had all heard of Luo Yunche's reputation. They looked at each other and hesitated to make a move, appearing somewhat nervous.

"Hurry up and fight! What are you standing there for!"

"Exactly, what's there to be afraid of!"

Seeing that there was no action from those on stage, the crowd below the stage gradually began to jeer, with many people enjoying the spectacle.

"Damn it, we're all going to die sooner or later, brothers, let's go together and take down Luo Yunche first!"

Perhaps spurred on by the crowd below, a tall and burly contestant charged towards Luo Yunche first.

With one person taking the lead, the others were no longer afraid and picked up their magical weapons to attack Luo Yunche together.

Meanwhile, the man on the other side calmly made a hand seal, and instantly a light blue shield of light rose up, easily neutralizing the first wave of attacks.

He then drew his sword, and a sharp sword aura shot out, instantly knocking the other nine people out of the arena.

"In the first round of 32 matches, Luo Yunche of Qingmiao Sect in Group A emerged victorious!"

As soon as the referee gave the whistle, the audience below the stage seemed to be stunned and did not react for a long time.

Mo Xuan looked at the man on the stage, who remained calm and composed, and curled her lips in annoyance. Damn it, this guy got away with his act.