
In the cold and damp basement, dozens of female Emei disciples leaned against each other to keep warm.
Even so, they still felt cold, until shivering.
Yogi Chen was overjoyed, then shouted: "Is Nia Yu around?"
“Who ... who called me?” Inside the darkness, a faint voice suddenly sounded.
Luckily, he's fine!
Yogi Chen sighed in relief, and directly threw the steamed bun in his hand: "Quick, you guys eat fast."
The disciples of Mount Emei were already starving for two days and two nights, already very hungry, when they saw the steamed bread, without thinking anything..
Take the steamed bread on the floor and put it in your mouth.
At this moment, a woman with disheveled hair crawled around with difficulty, she shouted at Yogi Chen: "You ... who are you, and why do you know my name?"
Yogi Chen was fixated for a moment, damn it, almost revealing it.
He also didn't know how to explain it, so could only keep quiet.
"You ... Do you know me?"
Yogi Chen did not speak, only moved the torch closer.
Immediately after, Nia Yu saw an unfamiliar face from the faint dim light.
“Not ... isn't he?” Nia Yu thought disappointed, right too, this is where? This was the Dragon God organization, how could he possibly be here?
Nia Yu smiled wryly.
“This brother, do you still have steamed bread, I'm really hungry, can you give me more?” At this time, amidst the crowd, a female disciple of Mount Emei, said weakly .
His voice was not loud, but it could be heard up to several rooms around him.
Suddenly, from the dungeon there was the sound of people pleading.
"Son, I will die of hunger, please give me food, I am from the Huashan stream, wait after I come out, I will repay your kindness with a lot of money."
"I am from the Wudang school, and my master is the vice head of the Wudang school ..."
"I'm from the Shaolin school ..."
"Shut your mouths!" Yogi Chen shouted loudly: "Who forced me, I will kill you now."
As soon as he finished talking, everyone did not dare to speak.
They were all aware, the person in front was a cruel Dragon God slave, if it made him angry, he could actually kill people.
Yogi Chen shouted at the female disciple from Mount Emei: "There's not much more, just that."
The female disciple was startled by Yogi Chen, shocked to the point of not daring to speak.
This voice ... why is this voice so familiar?
Nia Yu bit her lips.
Why is this person's voice so similar to his?
“This sister, can you give us some clothes and some fever reliever medicine?” Nia Yu took a deep breath and said: “The temperature inside here is too low, we all only wear one layer, if it continues this way, we will all freeze to death. Allegedly, some people in here already have a fever, if the fever does not go down, fear it ... "
All the disciples of Mount Emei were sad, the abbot Maria had a fever, even Sumirna Fang had a fever, the only one who was fine now was Nia Yu, the elder sister of Mount Emei.
If even he also collapsed, then everyone of Mount Emei was no longer reliable.
Yogi Chen frowned, at midnight like this, where can I look for a fever-reducing medicine?
There, he remembered he had brought some medicinal ingredients in his body, one of which was called an herbal strengthening medicine, its usefulness could relieve fever.
After recalling it, Yogi Chen searched around in his pocket, then threw it: "It can relieve a fever."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of footsteps from outside.
No, the patrolman is here.
Yogi Chen hurriedly ran out of the basement, before the patrol disciple came, he stroked the head of the fallen Dragon God organization disciple earlier.
"Wake up, the patrol disciple is here," Yogi Chen patted his face.
After hearing Yogi Chen's words, the disciple panicked, and immediately got up to his feet.
Shit, just fell asleep, someone's coming.
What's the point of diligently patrolling, instead of the six streams wanting to retreat.
The student did not stop muttering.
A few seconds later, several patrolling disciples came with torches in their hands, and asked Yogi Chen: "How is there any movement from the basement?"
“No movement of any.” Yogi Chen said: “When I went to the dungeon monitoring them, found that the six big streams in the dungeon were almost freezing to death, the cold ones they were very important people, they were very important people, it is necessary to give them some clothes to reduce their coldness ... "
Whahuh?
After hearing Yogi Chen's words, the patrol disciple immediately entered the dungeon, and as a result was completely the same as Yogi Chen had said.
Some of them were frozen helpless, if they came late, they would actually freeze to death.
These are all important hostages, if anything happens, they will definitely be accused.
Ten minutes later, the patrol disciple walked into the basement, while hugging some clothes.
After the patrol disciple left, while the other guard disciples entered the basement to check the number of people, Yogi Chen immediately took off his clothes, taking off his clothes, and put it on to the Dragon God organization disciples who were unconscious in the corner there.
Before leaving, Yogi Chen stroked the back of his head and left the basement.
When he returned to the room, it was already one in the morning.
He took off his clothes, lay on the bed, exhausted from it, after a while he fell asleep.
That night, Yogi Chen had a strange dream.
In his dream, the Dragon God Organization was defeated by the six major great streams, its power turning things around, eventually becoming the head of the organization.
However, just when he got the position as the head of the organization that had everything, the door of the room opened.
Derren Kui walked in, woke him up.
"Master of organization, get up quickly, there's something fun to watch."
Yogi Chen was dreaming, looked like he wanted to kiss a beautiful woman, finally the beautiful woman turned around and turned into Derren Kui, will her mood be good?
" The competition is looking for the soul mate of the Yellow Dragon God."
"What?"
Yogi Chen was puzzled: "You mean the Yellow Dragon God that bad old man is competition looking for a soul mate?"
"Well, you see, I mispronounced, the Yellow Dragon God represents his granddaughter in search of a soul mate!"
Fuckin' hell?
Help that fierce girl find a mate?
Yogi Chen was in an instant interested, of course he did not intend to participate at all, he just wanted to watch.
Soon, these two people came to the competition arena looking for a soul mate.
Around the arena was already filled with disciples from the Dragon God organization.
The matchmaking competition this time, as long as they were disciples of the Dragon God organization could participate, no matter their status was high or low.
However, participating in this matchmaking competition also has the condition, must be under 30 years old, must be above the birth rate.
First of all, those over the age of 30 are excluded.
Those below the birth rate are also excluded.
The disciples from the Dragon God organization who qualified were no more than 100 people.
Above the arena, the head of the Dragon God organization and his wife were already sitting there, followed by Bruce Tan, the Black Dragon God, the Blue Dragon God, and a pair of White and Black Goblin.
The Yellow Dragon God as the initiator, with a gong in his hand, standing in the middle of the arena explained the rules of the competition: "Competition is looking for a soul mate this time, it can use weapons, but it should not kill, but it should not kill, for those who fall from the arena, it will automatically be excluded from this competition."
"Being the first winner, getting married tonight, then getting married was witnessed by the organization's chairman."
After he finished speaking, he rang the gong in his hand, stating the match-finding competition had officially begun.
At the same time, inside Grace Qin's room, a servant with a scar on her face and chains on her hands and feet crawled towards the window and looked down, looking down, from here you can clearly see the competition looking for this soul mate.
“Nona, competition has started.” The waiter looked at Grace Qin and said: “Nona, do you want to come here and see it?”
"Shut your mouth, ugly!"
Grace Qin covered her head with a blanket, she could not think of, that the grandfather who spoiled her the most, had apparently used the competition way of finding a soul mate to rush into marrying her.
Thinking she's going to live with someone she doesn't like for the next few years, she feels sad, she wants to run away, she's going to get away, but the acupoints in his navel were already sealed by his grandfather and could not escape at all.
"Hiks hiks .. You are all bad people, you all intimidate me ..." Grace Qin could not help but cry.
Hearing Grace Qin's crying voice, the maid rushed to the side of the bed and comforted her: "Miss, you don't cry ..."
"You get the hell out of here, ugly!"
The waiter smiled helplessly, and continued watching the competition beside the window.
The arena of the match was extremely fierce, if it was currently brewing a single pot of tea, and there was a quaci, this would be perfect.
At this moment, Derren Kui whispered a few words in Yogi Chen's ear.
Yogi Chen nodded his head, got up and walked from behind to the match arena.
“Yogi Chen, hurry here!” Bruce Tan waved at Yogi Chen.
Yogi Chen came to Bruce Tan's side, and asked, "Sister Bruce Tan, what's wrong?"
"Yogi Chen, this matchmaking competition, I think you can give it a try," Bruce Tan said with a smile.
“Sister Bruce Tan, I'm married, so forget about this competition.” Yogi Chen laughed, apparently calling out to him because he wanted himself to enter the arena.
“Eh, if you already have a wife, why?” Bruce Tan said: “Good men are everywhere, what is wrong if a husband has three wives and four concubines? You are now the youngest organization master in the history of the Dragon God organization, if you can become the grandson-in-law of the Yellow Dragon God, maybe you can take his place ... "
Bruce Tan persuaded him.
Yogi Chen just smiled wryly.
Forget it, the matter of Windy Xia alone was unresolved, if plus one person like Grace Qin who liked to be rude, would she still want to live?
At the same time, in the competition arena looking for a soul mate.
A man named Louis Huo had won 20 wins in a row, at this moment, he shouted to the audience: "Is there still anyone who wants to ride? Is there anyone else?"
As he said, he was imitating a huge gorilla beating his chest excitedly.
There was a roar from his mouth, and it was shocking until no one dared to go on stage.
Although the rules should not kill, Louis Huo had brute strength from birth, and swung people.
If not dead, but half deformed.
At this moment, Grace Qin who was in her room was already tired of crying, she rubbed her eyes, asking the waiter: "Nothing ugly, is there a handsome one above the arena?"
The waiter stuck out his neck looking at the match arena, shaking his head: "Non ... Miss, for a while not ..."
Before finishing his words, everyone in the arena of the match went up on stage.
"Jreeeng!"
The one who fell down was really unlucky!
Damn it, Big Brother Bruce Tan, if you want me to enter the arena, you should also greet me.
Yogi Chen felt his bones would be shattered.
Looking at the arena, the Black Dragon God next to Bruce Tan, said to Bruce Tan: "This brat is too hasty, military advisor, don't get mad if I kick him."
Bruce Tan laughed out loud, and gently moved the feather fan in his hand: "Very interesting ..."
"Miss, you're quick to come .. there ... there ..."
"So bad, what's wrong?" Grace Qin frowned and said: "You're talking stuttering actually what are you trying to say?"
“There ... there's a handsome." The servant said to Grace Qin while pointing to the arena of the match.
"Huh, I want to see what you call" handsome "in the eyes of a ugly person like you, how handsome!" Grace Qin walked to the window, pushing the maid aside.
When he clearly saw the people who were in the arena of the match, he was completely puzzled fixated.
Jeezoo!
Why is this rotten man here?