After wearing the book, I killed the male protagonist again

Chapter 39 Fairy Sword Conference
Cranes fly high, the annual Fairy Sword Conference is about to be held.

Since this year's Immortal Sword Conference will be held at Taiqiong Mountain, the disciples of Taiqiong Mountain are so busy these days that they hardly touch the ground, wishing that one person could be divided into ten people to work.

And when everyone was busy, only Bai Qianqian was a big idler.

No way, who made Bai Qianqian's backstage tough, Zhang Junfeng would never let her do such trivial things as rough work.

Besides, Bai Qianqian had quite a few disciples, so it was not her turn to worry about it.

Therefore, Bai Qianqian only needs to go out to show her face when the Fairy Sword Conference starts, and just be there to watch.

On the surface, the Immortal Sword Conference is about various sects exchanging martial arts and exchanging their cultivation experience, but in fact it is all kinds of outstanding disciples, comparing which sect has more outstanding disciples.

"I don't know which sect will win the first place this year?"

"Taiqiong Mountain?"

"why?"

"I heard that Taiqiong Mountain has recruited a lot of outstanding disciples over the years, especially Qingyue Peak, all of them are at the Golden Core stage."

"Oh my god! Isn't this too perverted? We just laughed when we could get three. They are actually disciples of the entire peak."

"No, Liu Qingfeng has the title of God of War after all, and he won't accept any disciples with slightly inferior cultivation talents. Let him pick all the good ones. What else are we left with?"

"Not necessarily."

A voice as sweet as an oriole slowly sounded in the crowd, and everyone turned around one after another, looking curiously.

I saw a woman wearing a flying bun, peach beaded hair, and a flowing pink skirt, standing gracefully among the crowd.

Someone asked: "Dare to ask, is the girl a disciple of Taoyuan Mountain?"

"Exactly." Lu Mengxin raised her head slightly and answered everyone proudly.

"I remember that in the Immortal Sword Conference last year, Taoyuan Mountain won the first place." Someone said quietly.

So everyone looked at Lu Mengxin with respect in their eyes.

Lu Mengxin smiled slightly, and led a group of Taoyuanshan female disciples, walked out of the crowd gracefully, walked gracefully to the VIP seats, and finally sat down gracefully.

"Who is she? Can she sit in the VIP seat at such a young age?!"

"You don't know, but she is the proud disciple of the head of Taoyuan Mountain. This time, she will also represent Taoyuan Mountain to participate in this year's Immortal Sword Conference. She must be seated in the VIP seat."

"No wonder, I'm really envious of others!"

Yu Shengzi was also sitting in the VIP seat at this time, listening to the discussion of the people below, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he couldn't help smiling softly.

He turned his head slightly, and said to Lu Mengxin with a pleasant face: "It seems that Taoyuan Mountain is also a must this year!"

"That's natural." Lu Mengxin answered Yushengzi confidently.

Yushengzi, the youngest elder in Mount Taihua, has a face like a crown of jade and is personable, known as "the son of the fan".

To put it bluntly, he is a playboy.

Hearing Lu Mengxin's confident answer, Yu Shengzi couldn't help shaking the landscape ink fan in his hand, raised his glass and said with a smile: "Then Yu wishes Miss Lu all her wishes will come true during this trip."

Lu Mengxin raised the glass cup she brought with her, and said with a smile, "My little girl also wishes Taihua Mountain a successful start this time."

Yu Shengzi laughed at Yan Yan and said, "Then let the girl give me a good word."

"Wow! Who is that beautiful sister? She was born beautiful and refined, like a nine-day fairy who descended from the sky." A blue-clothed boy with peach blossoms in his eyes exclaimed a burst of exclamation.

Hearing the sound, Lu Mengxin inadvertently raised her right hand, gracefully brushed the hair beside her ear, then raised her head slightly, looking forward with hopeful eyes.

But at this moment, Bai Qianqian appeared in the VIP seat in a snow-white priestly gown.

Lu Mengxin's complexion suddenly became very bad, and she said in a deep voice, "She's here too."

　Can I kneel down and beg for a reward?Sanmei's rice bowl???? is empty (_)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)