When Beiya Mountain was about to start, the door of the martial arts venue was pushed open in an instant. A figure rushed in and shouted, "Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, are you there?"

Men are not very old. They look seventeen or eighteen. But the look on his face was a little anxious and looked around.

"Zhao Wenqiang, how do you come here?" At this time, a girl took the initiative to come out and say, with a little red on her pretty face, but also with a little pride, see, I am so anxious about the object.

"Xiao Jing, you're all right." Zhao Wenqiang was relieved to see this...