I just planted a demon on the saint, how can I become a villain?

Chapter 115 Who let the two of them enter the Holy Land!

The draw has officially begun.

Each disciple stepped forward one after another, took out a number plate and left.

There are two number plates for all numbers, and the disciples who draw the same number form a group for a two-two duel.

There is only one number plate in the bronze box that is zero, and only the disciple who draws zero can take a bye.

"What did you draw?"

"It's No. 720 No. [-], how about you?"

"I got number 680 nine, and I don't know who is the same as me."

"Oh...it's a pity that I am number four, and I almost got number zero."

"Don't talk about it, I got No. [-], I was just a little bit close..."

"Damn, I'm number one too, why don't you let me draw number zero, I want to be zero!"

Halfway through the lottery, the disciples who had already drawn their numbers compared the numbers in their hands and let out howls of misery.

Obviously, without exception, they didn't have a chance to get a bye, so they had to go to the game obediently.

When two-thirds of the number of people drawn lots had been drawn, no disciple had yet drawn number zero.

Just at this moment,

It was Qin Mu's turn to draw lots.

The eyes of the audience instantly focused on Qin Mu, and many people secretly prayed that they would not let themselves touch him, otherwise they might stop in the first round.

Qin Mu looked calm, and walked in front of the bronze box with a calm face.

This box is obviously also a treasure. It is made of special materials, and there are various restrictions on it to prevent the prying of the divine sense, and other methods.

There is an opening in the front of the bronze box, and you can reach in to get a number plate.

Qin Mu slowly stretched his hand in, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mu Qingyin blinking slightly at him, with a slight smile on his lips.

Qin Mu smiled back, knowing it in his heart.

He took the number plate out of the bronze box and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Sure enough, a big zero was printed on the number plate.

He took the only number plate with a zero printed on it in the audience.

Many disciples and elders around also saw the number plate in Qin Mu's hand, and their expressions suddenly became complicated.

This is too lucky!

It's hard not to wonder if there's something inside...

However, many disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Mu had a bye, so they lost a strong competitor, which was a good thing no matter what.

Qin Mu laughed:

"I didn't expect that I was so lucky to get number zero."

Qin Mu walked towards the audience while smiling.

Next, Jiang Xian'er walked up with light steps and got the number plate of twelve.

After a while, all the disciples got their number plates.

Yi Haoran looked at the number plate 250 in his hand, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, this will be his last chance, if he fails again, he will really miss the position of Holy Son.

So, this time, he will definitely...

As soon as this thought came up, he quickly smothered it.

Can't think, can't think...

Yi Haoran shook his head, and quickly expelled this terrifying thought from his mind.

The game started soon.

A total of [-] arenas were set up in the square in front of the main hall of Yishifeng, which could accommodate forty disciples to compete at a time.

The elders stood aside, commenting endlessly.

He praised some disciples who performed well, and his eyes were full of appreciation.Especially when the disciples under their sect appeared on the stage, these elders were not stingy with their praise.

Under the watchful eyes of these elders, these disciples fought harder. It can be said that they used their special skills one after another, for fear of embarrassing their master.

The battle was in full swing.

Qin Mu sat on the side leisurely, chatting with the great elder Huang Pugang about the family affairs.

"Grand Elder, do you have a daughter who is still in the boudoir and will marry? If so, how about introducing it to me?"

Huang Pugang's hair was black, and he scolded angrily: "No! You kid, don't make up your mind!"

Qin Mu shook his head slightly: "Grand Elder, what you said is biased. How can this be called reckless thinking? My fair lady, a gentleman is so good. This is clearly the behavior of a gentleman."

Huang Pugang's face turned darker, he snorted coldly, and didn't bother to talk to this guy.

Just now I thought this kid was pretty good, but now the more I look at it, the more unscrupulous I want to slap him to death.

Seeing that Huang Pugang was not talking, Qin Mu couldn't help but asked again: "Then Great Elder, do you have any nieces or nieces, as long as they look good, I never choose."

Huang Pugang's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he scolded angrily: "Get out, don't talk to this old man anymore!"

Qin Mu blinked and stopped talking.

Huang Pugang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But not long after,

Qin Mu couldn't help but asked again: "Elder Elder, in fact, those who have been married are also fine. I have always had Wei Wu's legacy, so I don't mind it too much. It is even better if I have children, because I will love others... …”

When it came to the end, Qin Mu seemed to be a little shy, his face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head.

Huang Pugang's lips trembled, his face was dark and purple...

He just recalled the fear of being dominated by Fan Ze before, and couldn't help shivering.

What evil did he do in his previous life, why did God send these two people over to torture him!

Huang Pugang asked the sky angrily in his heart!

Although these two guys asked two types of questions, they were equally annoying!

Especially Qin Mu, what kind of nonsense are they asking!

In contrast, although Fan Ze's question was slightly aggressive, the scale was very restrained, and the questions he asked were not too outrageous.

He really wants to ask now, who made these two guys enter the Holy Land!

"Great Elder, widows are also acceptable. What I am best at is to comfort people's hearts and fill those with my own strengths..."

"Big elder..."

The first round of competition ended in the warm homely chat between Qin Mu and the First Elder.

Huang Pugang breathed a sigh of relief, it's finally over, you kid, let me go to the competition!

The second round of promotion is still conducted by drawing lots, and there is still a bye.

After a short rest, everyone went up again to get the number plate.

Qin Mu glanced roughly.

Both Jiang Xian'er and Fan Ze have successfully advanced, and nothing unexpected happened.

Soon, it was time for Qin Mu to pick up his number plate.

All eyes were on him once again.

The old god Qin Mu was there, and randomly took out a number from the bronze box.

The Great Elder looked forward to it, but the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched the next moment.

Damn it!

Why is it zero again! ?

The other elders and disciples also looked stunned, with extremely strange eyes.

This is definitely the back door! !