Before the other party's ridicule could be uttered, Luo Yun among the three people on Xu Yi's side stopped the other party's words first: "If you don't end in person, you naturally don't deserve to allow Senior Brother and Fang Senior Brother to end. A few weak girls can't compare, why don't you go back and practice hard, so as not to be used as a gun and not know."
Luo Yun is the proud disciple of the deputy suzerain. She is extremely talented. She has just established a foundation recently. She is the leader of the small group behind Xu Yi. Because of her generous personality and leadership skills, she is the best candidate for the next peak master. , Naturally, it is a matter of course, arrogant and arrogant.
After all, the other party was a woman, and she was so good-looking, those who were pushed off the stage couldn't help turning their heads, which was regarded as an inquiry.
The beginning of this matter was to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. Facing the three delicate women in front of them, the dudes couldn't get angry. However, they didn't think that these women who were chasing after the man could have any skills, so they immediately agreed. Luo Yun's challenge also signaled her subordinates to be merciful and not to hurt those three beautiful little faces.
As the backbone of the sect, but being driven by a few second generation ancestors, the resentment in the hearts of the few people couldn't help but deepened a little bit, but the complaint in the bottom of their hearts is just a complaint, and it can't change anything. We still have to fight to win or lose.
Ying Yunmen specializes in swordsmanship. As the proud daughters of heaven, the three of them naturally have their own sabers. However, they are indeed people who love beauty. Compared with weapons, sabers are more like exquisite handicrafts , It seems that there seems to be no lethality.
The ranks of the two sides were equal, and when they saw that the other party seemed to be really a showman, the three people from the hidden door were relieved, and the attackers went up, which happened to be one-to-one correspondence, and the cold blades directly pointed up.
All of a sudden, all kinds of auras were excited, and with the soft sound, they splashed around, and when they met, the two sides really realized the strength of the other side. But after all, being by the side of an expert all the year round, there is still some knowledge of people, and the three beautiful women of Yingyunmen are not inferior in ability.
Evenly matched, as time passed, the light of the dome became dimmer. The three women in the field took advantage of the moment of panting to look at each other, and they cooperated so silently. Formed into a formation, the strong wind carried by the long sword entangled with each other, claiming to be a system, and repelled the other three from time to time.
Fang Zigu is most willing to see that he can not make things big like this, so, almost in a blink of an eye, he dodges and stops the three of his side who are about to take advantage of the victory to pursue them. Three people: "The winners and losers have already been divided, I think, this contest, let's go to the end!"
The previous words have been forgotten, and the three second-generation ancestors of the Yinmen couldn't do what they said they would say. Although they were frustrated and unwilling, they could only leave.
Watching the mighty team go away, Fang Zigu breathed a sigh of relief. In just a few days, there have been endless troubles, and they all seem to have something to do with his junior brother, which made him almost doubt whether his junior brother would know the legend. Among them, it is the system that is most likely to cause cause and effect.
It's a pity that other people can't feel Fang Zigu's anxiety. Although they were stopped by the big brother, the girls are still very happy. Except for the sect competition, they seldom end up. After winning, I was a little excited for a while.
Helplessly watching the more or less cold-hearted women in front of them gather around Xu Yi, chattering excitedly, while his junior brother who was not very close to him turned out to be very angry. Looking at the few people gently, without any expression of impatience, it made him shiver.
In fact, Xu Yi wasn't thinking of any bad ideas, he was really a little grateful to these women who took the initiative to end, because he hated trouble the most, not to mention, they were all from the same clan as him, and they were all Girl, he is naturally more patient.
Fang Zigu compared the emptiness around him, and felt tired for a while. Fortunately, other colleagues who came in twos and threes helped him out of the siege. When the number of people gathered, he rearranged the team a little and started the last journey.
"Brother, what are we going to do?" Mu Qiao vaguely guessed that they were about to leave, but she still asked innocently.
The corners of Xu Yi's mouth curled up slightly, adding a bit of softness to the cold and handsome face. He lowered his slender eyelashes, and looked at Mu Qiao with his black eyes: "We are going back. From now on, there will be Qiaoqiao home."
Home? Mu Qiao was slightly taken aback. Although she didn't understand the rules of the cultivation world, but from the novels she had read before, the danger factor in this world was too high, and the feelings between people were too indifferent. However, Xu Yi, But use home to describe thatThe sect on a high mountain and cliff made her faintly curious about the place where she was going to live.
Seeing Mu Qiao's small face dimmed for a moment, and her small head drooping slightly, she looked more and more like a small ball, pitiful and cute, Xu Yi thought she was thinking of her parents, so she raised her head slightly. He rubbed the messy soft hair with his hands, he didn't know how to braid, so he could only let the little guy just wear his crooked braids to make do with it.
"There is a kind old grandfather waiting for you there. He likes you very much, so don't worry." Recalling the greeting from his master, Xu Yi's eyebrows softened slightly. He never thought that his master would actually divination After Mu Qiao's incident happened, he also said that she had a predestined relationship with the sect, and allowed him to take her into the sect.
Mu Qiao nodded half-understood. The grandfather Xu Yi mentioned should be his master, that is, the head of Yinmenyun. I have to say that she gave birth to this harmonious development again. I have some doubts, as a male protagonist in the world of cultivating immortals, is it really okay to go so smoothly?
This kind of doubt has been entangled with Mu Qiao, and even when she saw the leader who did not match Xu Yi's dictation, she was surprised for a long time.
Where's the good grandfather?
Mu Qiao's eyes widened, she just stared blankly at the head of Yingyun Sect. Grandpa couldn't say a word she had thought about long ago. The other party's crow-like long hair was simply fixed with a wooden hairpin. Picking up a bundle, the rest let him fly on the back of his chest, revealing an extremely elegant and handsome face, who looked only in his twenties, fighting side by side with Xu Yi, more important than master and apprentice Like a brother.
Seeing that the little dumpling met him, he was stunned. Han Rui just thought it was amused. He squatted down gently, raised his hand and pinched the little guy's chubby face sitting on the chair. Feeling a bit tender, the sect hadn't seen such a petite and fragile existence for a long time, which made him feel a little pity.
Originally, their sect didn't accept outsiders, but when Han Rui looked at the stars at night, he found that Xu Yi's star had changed, and the bloody Red Luan star that was entangled with him seemed to be faintly moving away. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com