Chapter 33 Not a Good Thing
Elder Xuan Ye glanced at Yun Xing and said with a sneer, "You can't control yourself."

"Arrogant and conceited, no wonder my Qiao Qiao doesn't like you." Yun Xingjian replied not to be outdone, and said in a low voice, "Mistaking pearls for fish eyes, could it be that the eyes grow on the ditch?"

"You!" Elder Xuan Ye's chest heaved violently, and the words of counterattack were fixed on his lips, "Whether it's a mule or a horse, let's wait and see."

"I'm sorry, but my Qiao Qiao is a human being, a great beauty." Yun Xingjian put his arms around his arms, looked at Elder Xuan Ye with disdain, and said loudly, "Your disciples are animals, you old bastard!"

"You look for."

"Qingshuizong, the whole team is eliminated, and they will be moved out of the secret realm immediately."

"Wangyuezong, add three cards to your hand, and now rank first."

"Penglai Island, the whole team is eliminated, and they will be moved out of the secret realm immediately."

"Chongyunzong, add three cards to his hand, and now ranks second."

A narration came faintly from the illusion mirror, blocking Elder Xuan Ye's mouth.

Wei Wuyin, head of the Chongyun Sect, whose face had been cold all this time, warmed up for a while, and glanced at Yu Xuanzhi faintly, with a smile on his face, "Master Yu, I don't know who will win when the disciples of our two schools meet? How about one?"

"Of course it's us." Yu Xuanzhi sat on the chair, swinging his legs leisurely, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a local hooligan, without the aura of a sect leader at all.

Wei Wuyin:?

He originally thought that Yu Xuanzhi would hypocritically evade him, but who would have thought that he would just agree!
Wei Wuyin completely overestimated the character of Wangyuezong. After years of abuse, everyone in Wangyuezong has already cultivated an invulnerable face.

"I don't think so." The smile on Wei Wuyin's face faded a little, and his eyes fell on Qiao Wan in the illusion mirror, "The new disciple recruited by your sect is originally a female disciple of my sect. After six years of training, her love for me, Zong Xuanye, must be higher than Yun Xing, the half-way master."

Yu Xuanzhi was silent when he heard the words, but just sneered.

This laugh shows his attitude.

Wei Wuyin punched the cotton, his hands itched from anger, wishing he could compete with Yu Xuanzhi on the spot.

"Yun Xing, what do you think?" Seeing Yu Xuanzhi bowing his head in silence, Wei Wuyin turned his attention to Yun Xing Jianzun, who was hundreds of years younger than him.

Sword Master Yun Xing lowered his head and sipped his tea, without even looking at Wei Wuyin.

Cloud Star Sword Master: Your friend has gone offline and slapped you.

Mochizuki Sect doesn't have a good thing!

Wei Wuyin, who was deeply slapped in the face, closed his mouth, his eyes fell on the illusion mirror, and a gloomy glint flashed in his eyes.

Sword Master Yun Xing sipped his tea silently, always paying attention to the movements of his four obedient disciples.
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Surrounding Wutong Mountain

Yong Jing stood aside, bowed slightly to Qiao Wan, and said in a low voice, "Amitabha, thank you for your help, this kindness will be forever remembered."

"Young master Yongjing is polite." Guan Mingyue tore off the talisman paper behind Chu Ge, eliminated the nine avatars, smiled softly at Yongjing, handed the amulet to Yongjing, and said softly, "This talisman Paper, the little master may be able to use it."

Yong Jing was flattered, raised his hands, and carefully took the talisman paper, his big eyes sparkled, "Guan Shizhu, can you really give this to me?"

"Naturally." Guan Mingyue bent her lips and smiled, the friendliness in her eyes did not seem to be fake, "Buddhist cultivation is inherently weak, if we separate, the three of you must be unable to get away from this situation again, with this talisman , can always help you delay for a while."

Yong Jing held the talisman paper and regarded it as a treasure. Hearing Guan Mingyue's words, he was greatly moved, "Master Guan, you disciples of the Moon Sect are all good people!"

Qiao Wan looked at the avatar in Yongjing's hand, and the image of ten bald little monks chasing people automatically flashed in her mind.

That's a horror movie.

"You're welcome." Guan Mingyue was a little embarrassed, this was the first time a disciple from another sect was willing to communicate with them.

In the final analysis, it's her little junior sister's credit!
If Qiao Qiao hadn't let her use her mental power widely, she wouldn't be able to help Lingshan Temple today.

"Little Master Yongjing, the trial is cruel. I hope you will take good care of yourself. I will leave after this." Qiao Wan pursed her lips and smiled at Yongjing, and bowed halfway to Yongjing.

"Then I wish Mochizuki a good ranking." Yongjing smiled and waved goodbye to Qiao Wan and the others.

The two forces are happy, harmonious and friendly, which is completely different from the team next to them who yell and kill when they meet.

In the main hall of the sect, Master Taiyin of Lingshan Temple nodded in satisfaction when he saw this, and looked at Sword Master Yun Xing with a smile, "Yun Xing, you disciples are really good."

"That's natural." Sword Master Yun Xing took a sip of his tea, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed.

His disciples are naturally the best children in the world.
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Qiao Wan and his group groped around Wutong Mountain, tentatively walking into the deep mountain.

"Pay attention to your surroundings, there is something strange here." Qiao Wan turned her head to look at the three of them, her voice sank.

Just when he arrived in the deep mountain, a strong evil spirit rushed towards his face, making it hard for people to breathe.

"Susu-"

The grass behind her trembled a few times, Qiao Wan turned her head cautiously, clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand, her eyes lingered on the grass where the abnormal noise was made.

The next moment, a jackal emerged from the bushes, staring at the four of them.

There was a golden vertical line between the jackal's eyes that went straight to the tip of his nose. He grinned wide, drooling silver threads, and stared fiercely at Qiao Wan, who was the most powerful of the four.

"Golden Thread Flying Wolf!" Chu Ge frowned tightly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, "The strength is equivalent to the cultivation base of building a foundation, and he is good at attacking in groups. It is impossible to be the only one around."

"It seems to be staring at Qiao Qiao." Guan Mingyue's legs trembled violently, subconsciously wanting to walk in front of Qiao Wan.

"Senior sister, don't move." Qiao Wan's voice was calm, and her eyes were fixed on Jin Xianfeilang, "If we move, it will rush over immediately."

Guan Mingyue was abruptly stopped by these words, trying to protect Qiao Wan but unable to do what she wanted.

"But foundation building, I can still handle it." Qiao Wan turned her wrist indistinctly, putting herself on the defensive, "Senior Brother Chu, protect Senior Sister and Junior Brother."

"I know." Chu Ge hummed softly, glanced at Qiao Wan from the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice, "Be careful."

Seeing that the prey did not move, Jinxianfeilang ran out of patience, opened his mouth wide and rushed towards Qiao Wan.

Seeing this, Qiao Wan, who had been paying attention to the movements of the golden thread wolf, waved the moon kite and leaned forward, trying to stay away from Guan Mingyue and the others.

The moment Qiao Wan left, Chu Ge took out his alchemy furnace, which became a hundred times larger, and covered the three of them in the furnace without saying a word.

Guan Mingyue:
Song Zhuqing:
"Why did you lock us in your alchemy furnace?" Guan Mingyue didn't understand, and patted Chu Ge's shoulder angrily, "How can I think of Qiao Qiao like this!"

Guan Mingyue yelled, and there was an echo in the furnace. Song Zhuqing felt his scalp go numb, and subconsciously covered his ears.

Chu Ge was beaten and explained in pain, "If it wasn't for this, how could I protect you?"

Guan Mingyue was anxious, looked around, and stamped her feet anxiously, "I can't see my junior sister, if something happens to her, how can I explain to Master?"

The three people in the stove were like ants on a hot pan, but Qiao Wan outside the stove was very calm.

(End of this chapter)

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