Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 366 This junior sister is too cold (41)

Qing Zhou's identity is actually not a secret, after all, this is the home court of the Yaoguang Sect, and it is too easy to find a disciple of the Yaoguang Sect, not to mention that Qing Zhou is not an unknown person.

Everyone sighed and began to count the days.

After the Xianmen Grand Competition, the nearest auspicious day will be after January. It seems that they are not destined to see this scene of the Yaoguang Sect and Tianxuan Sect getting married.

Because this rare gossip incident dilutes the tense atmosphere brought about by some immortal gate contests.

Apart from looking for Ning Su these few days, Qing Zhou spent the rest of his time consolidating his cultivation and practicing swordsmanship.

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In the blink of an eye, the day when the Xianmen Grand Competition really starts has arrived.

After the long ceremony passed, we went directly to the topic.

The Immortal Grand Competition usually uses one-on-one duels, failure means elimination, there is no repeat, if you meet the strongest group of direct disciples at the very beginning, you can only say that you are unlucky.

This kind of competition is to test what the disciples have learned - of course, for some sects, it is to show off the disciples of the sect - so the immortal sect generally has a rigid requirement that the point should be as far as possible, and no life will be harmed.

In addition to the competition of force, there is also the competition of Danxiu and Qixiu, which are set in different venues, but they are also in full swing.

Although only direct disciples are clearly required to participate in the Xianmen Grand Competition, there are not a few disciples who want to participate in the competition. After all, this is a rare event. Elders from various sects are here. Appreciation from the elders made him stand out from the crowd.

Both Qing Zhou and Ning Su had a competition on the first day.

The two of them are Nascent Soul stage monks, which are rare among them, and basically have few rivals among ordinary disciples.

Qing Zhou's opponent happened to be a disciple of Tianxuan Sect. That young disciple had been watching the gossip for several days, and when he saw her coming up, he had a bitter face.

"Senior Sister Lu." The two clasped fists at each other, and before the battle started, the disciple immediately raised his hand and said, "I admit defeat."

Qing Zhou: "..."

She turned her head to look at Ning Su below.

The man in white clothes, floating like a banished fairy, stared at his junior brother expressionlessly.

The disciple: "..."

No, he can't even beat him, okay?

And if you are really unlucky and happen to hurt Senior Sister Lu, your senior brother will definitely tear himself apart, okay?

This is probably a dead choice.

Under the judgment of the presiding elder, the disciple stepped down aggrievedly.

For disciples with abilities like Qingzhou and the others, the following competitions will not help them much. When Qingzhou turned around and was about to leave, a ring behind him suddenly burst into violent noise.

boom--

It sounded like an explosion.

She didn't look back, and just as the white light in her hand lit up, she was pulled into her arms.

The man seemed to have a faint fragrance of bamboo, which rushed into his nostrils suddenly, rich but not greasy, Qingzhou's body froze for a moment, then relaxed, allowing Ning Su to pull her away from the ring .

Because of the chaos over there, no one noticed Qing Zhou's actions.

After calming down a bit, Ning Su let go of Qing Zhou's waist.

The person being hugged was expressionless, but the one hugging was blushing.

"I..." Ning Su looked away and didn't know how to speak. He felt a little strange explaining his frivolous behavior, so he opened his mouth and changed the subject abruptly: "It seems that something happened over there."

Qing Zhou tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek, and then followed his gaze.

——More than half of the arena made of special materials was destroyed, and the disciple surrounded by the elders had a grim face, but his breath was dying.

　We start school!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)