Immortals, don't watch dramas

Ningxia caused quite a stir at the venue.

Although it was temporarily obscured by the big signboard of Xuantian Sword Sect, those eyes were still following him, but they were just scrupulous, and the eyes of those people became much more restrained and no longer so explicit. Probably his psychological quality has improved, and Ningxia can already ignore the sight of people from all walks of life, and then pretends to be okay and blends in with the crowd.

Because there were still some people who had not qualified at the end of the game, their group still stayed in the infield for a while before leaving with the registered people who qualified.

"Huh--" After leaving all kinds of stressful sights, Ming Mo felt that his not-so-young heart was finally feeling a little better.

"The people here are really unfriendly. You don't even have to move your steps to make your clothes feel like they've been stripped from the inside out." The medical cultivator looked at the familiar figure without any thought. Friends speak freely and feel more comfortable than in their own territory.

"Just take a second look and let them go. It won't be too late to wait until they really dare to take action." Ning Xia said noncommittally.

"Hey? I noticed that you have changed a bit after not seeing her for a few years." After hearing this, the young man looked at her as if he was meeting her for the first time.

Ning Xia wanted to cooperate with the other party in expressing her slight dissatisfaction with being treated like a monkey, but she didn't know that her words just now triggered such nonsensical feelings from the other party. She raised her eyebrows: "?"

"Yes, yes, it's this expression and eyes that finally click with me. Hahaha, when you look like this when you go out, you have that kind of style. Yes, that's the kind of style." Mingmo didn't know either. After being poked, something funny immediately came up and hung on Ning Xia's shoulder.

"It's really been a long time, Fufeng."

The person was right next to her, with a warm arm on her shoulder, giving her a sense of landing that she had not seen for a long time since coming to Middle-earth. Ningxia turned her head and looked at the other person. This person, who was actually several rounds older than her, was looking at her with a gentle gaze like an elder, and the barriers caused by time disappeared.

Long time no see, Doctor Ming.

A lot of things happened today. Undercurrents were surging inside and outside Dongli City. The Xuantian Sword Sect took people and did not stay outside. They took them all back to various courtyards and settled them in their respective places.

Of course, for some, today is just the beginning.

Ning Xia said goodbye to He Qing and Wen Ming, nodded to Miao Rong and others who had been hiding in the crowd, and left with Li Chuan and others.

As the focus person left, the team suddenly became quiet, and became more and more dispersed. Soon they were almost dispersed.

Wen Ming and He Qing lagged behind and did not attract much attention.

"It seems that your senior sister Fufeng will soon be able to change the mountain."

"She is an extraordinary person." He Qing shook his head and disagreed with Wen Ming's passive description of Ningxia. "I thought you were exaggerating before, but when I saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary." Wen Ming's eyes brightened slightly, and deep in his eyes seemed to flash the huge sword-shaped Jing Ten Thousand Swords surrounded by red light in the sky today. In unison. What a majestic power, coming from such a young and peaceful disciple.

That's the more explosive side of her you've never seen. He Qing suddenly thought of how many years ago that young monk, who was much more immature and inconspicuous than he is now, violently threw boxes of array weapons one after another, blasting the arrogant demon disciples to the point where they were wailing everywhere.

——The scene was no smaller than today.
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Ningxia and Mingmo followed the detachment to Changxuanju in the west of the city and were placed in Lichuan's territory to wait. Perhaps they got the ban from their elders, and no one came to visit during the period.

The two of them were relieved and chatted freely on their property.

"Here, let's have a cup of tea and take it easy. Why do I still look at you and you still haven't come back to your senses. Don't tell me you were really scared?" Mingmo is used to being an elder, although Ningxia has already reached the level of cultivation now. Above him, he still felt that she was the young man who had lost half his life and was dying on the bed.

Ning Xia shook her head: "I just think there are too many things."

She had known for a long time that it was not easy to mess around in China, and she had already prepared many strategies in her mind, but why did countless demons and monsters come out before even a crack was opened in the door? !

She also pointed to establishing a foothold in Middle-earth and slowly looking for opportunities to inquire about the Dragon Clan. She never thought that just setting foot on this land would immediately cause countless troubles. The situation was actually even more chaotic and difficult than in the southeastern border - —At least she doesn’t have so many potential enemies on the southeastern border.

"Things are not as bad as you think, and don't think too much about it. That's the way things are here. People at the top fight with the people at the bottom, fighting overtly and covertly. Even if we meet on a flat road, we can still score. It seems that there is no such thing as peaceful coexistence. So it's not just you, but the atmosphere is like this. If it's not you, it could be someone else." Ming Mo has not been in vain in China all these years. Although he has good medical skills, but If your cultivation level is not high, walking in Middle-earth, which is thousands of times more complicated than Floating Cloud Island, will naturally keep your eyes open.

He knew that the pressure Ningxia was under now did not originate from her, or it should be said that the main focus of the dispute was not her herself, but was essentially a dispute between factions and interests.

As far as today's scene is concerned, the talent shown by Ning Xia can indeed be called a master of formation, but her appearance out of thin air squeezed the position of others. This is a loss of interests for some people. As a result, she will naturally attract some ill will, which is inevitable.

But this kind of malice is not passed on as linearly as Ningxia imagined. As long as she sits firmly on the Xuantian Sword Sect's boat and continues to show her ability and value and gain a firm foothold, those people will be unable to change over time. And to find new goals.

"But those people from the Beiluo Shen Sect are famous for being hyenas, and they are most used to besieging and bullying the weak. You have to be careful when going out in the future, so as not to get entangled by them. Alas, you can't avoid it when you are in the central part. , how about you just pack up and come back with me to avoid the limelight, and wait until you have a baby--" Mingmo changed the topic, and his tone actually revealed a bit of excitement.

"Hua Chang, is it that the tea here doesn't taste good or that I'm treating you too slowly? Isn't it too merciless of you to poach someone so mercilessly without saying hello?" A voice intervened leisurely, interrupted the conversation between the two.

"True Lord Cuiwei." "Uncle Cuiwei."

Then you have to look at where the corner of the wall was originally. They have been waiting to dig for a long time. Hua Chang himself, Ming Mo retorted reluctantly.