Douluo's opening send-off system

Han Wuyi never explicitly rejected Ning Rongrong, and even asked Ning Rongrong to give him the Qibao Glazed Sect's family fortune.

They had never seen such a shameless person. If Ning Rongrong hadn't kept blocking him and Han Wuyi couldn't be found, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo would have gone to have a heart-to-heart talk with Han Wuyi.

This time when I came to Wuhun City, the most important thing was not to watch the Soul Master Elite Tournament to recruit new blood for the sect, but to have a good chat with Han Wuyi.

Unexpectedly, the rush was in vain, but it's okay. Han Wuyi, as the Holy Son, will never be absent on such an important occasion. When the time comes, even if Ning Rongrong stops them, he will let Han Wuyi know what it means. Get older and get stronger.

Just when Bone Douluo was about to take action, Sword Douluo stopped him.

"Coward, why are you trying to stop me?" Gu Guluo raised his brows and said in a strange tone: "Oh~ I forgot that that kid is half of your disciples, so you should be loyal to him."

"Bitch Bones, did you notice when he appeared there just now?" This time Chen Xin did not argue with him again, but asked solemnly.

"Of course..." Before Gu Rong could finish his words, he was stunned, his pupils shrank, and he exclaimed in a low voice, "His cultivation level... this is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible. The geniuses in this world are like crucian carp crossing the river... there are too many."

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"This young master stays!"

After arranging the accommodation for each team, Han Wuyi was ready to leave to face the teacher's anger.

Only then did Tang San muster up the courage to call him out.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you?"

Looking at the face that looked like the one in his dream, Tang San lost consciousness for a moment, then came back to his senses and asked, "I just want to ask the young master if he has a sister who looks very similar?"

Hearing the hidden expectation in Tang San's words, an indescribable part of Han Wuyi suddenly tightened and quietly took a step back.

After pulling away, he said silently with his lips: Why can't I be the person you expect?

Tang San's body suddenly shook and he stood stunned on the spot. These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue to him.

"This little brother is really good at joking. If my majestic Holy Son of Wuhun Palace had a sister, wouldn't it be known all over the world?"

Han Wuyi chuckled and left, leaving behind a lot of exclamations.

"Oh my god! He is actually the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. Didn't you say that he is..."

"Whatever you say, it must be a rumor. Someone is jealous of Brother Shengzi!"

"Exactly! My brother Shengzi is so gentle and approachable, how could he be the kind of person rumored to be! Calling my brother a sissy is definitely a slander!"

Well, as soon as Han Wuyi showed his face, the female students immediately rebelled, and many of them turned green.

Tang San looked at Han Wuyi's leaving figure and clenched his fists. He is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, so why wouldn't he teach me how to resolve the attribute conflict between twin spirits?

After returning to Wuhun Hall, Han Wuyi went to say hello, but was turned away by Bibi Dong. Han Wuyi made a respectful gesture and left. Although he was about to break up, he still had to pretend before he officially broke up. Pack.

When she returned to the room she hadn't lived in for many years, the first thing she saw when she opened the door was Hu Liena.

Hu Liena was lying on the table spinning the cup boredly when Han Wuyi opened the door and was startled. The cup rolled down from the edge of the table and she caught it with her feet in time to prevent it from breaking.

Putting the cup back to its original position, he smiled tenderly at Han Wuyi, "Junior brother, you are back!"

Han Wuyi responded with a sincere smile and said softly: "I'm back..."