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"Senior Jing Yangzi, all the disciples from the five sects have arrived."

In the central area of ​​the formation, two young men and women with very similar looks were reporting to a middle-aged man in the palace.

“Let them come.

At least he didn't act privately, which gave me, the commander of Linyuan, face. "

Jing Yangzi put down the calligraphy he had just finished writing and shook his head.

"Yes!"

The two men and women nodded and stepped back, then separated and went to inform the five disciples.

After the two left, Jing Yangzi looked at the word "immortality" on the paper and was lost in thought for a while.

Then he raised his hand and burned it completely.

After a while, the woman in the twins found Qian Luozong and others.

"Fellow Taoists of Qianluo Sect, senior Jing Yangzi invites you to come and get together."

She said politely.

The male disciple lying on the Grand Master's chair slowly raised his eyelids upon hearing this and looked at the person coming.

It took a long time before I was willing to get up from the top.

"Ha... let's go, get ready to work."

After stretching, he yawned and said to the other junior brothers and sisters who also stood up.

The woman didn't stop, and when the notice arrived, she walked towards the Mirror Palace.

"Senior Brother Luo Yuan, forget it if you do this in front of us.

Doing this in front of outsiders will bring shame to our Qianluo Sect! "

She really couldn't stand him, and the female disciple who was holding the spirit turtle was angry and refused to argue with him.

"Sister Zhong Xiang, is it possible for a little person like me to lose face to the Qianluo Sect?

Live a casual life, don't keep a straight face all day long.

To be honest, this is ugly. "

Luo Yuan put away the Taishi chair, sniffed Zhong Xiang's cheek and laughed softly.

This caused Zhong Xiang to feel ashamed and angry.

Just as she was about to speak, Luo Yuan had already strode out.

The other junior brothers and sisters could only give Zhong Xiang a helpless look.

There was nothing they could do against this senior brother.

They all followed.

"Xiaozhu, am I ugly?"

While walking, Zhong Xiang suddenly lowered his head and asked.

Xiaozhu, who had been silently reciting his master's teachings, felt a little stupid when Zhong Xiang asked this question.

How does she know whether Zhong Xiang is beautiful or not?

In her eyes, all races are almost the same.

"Remember! There's a big stage outside!

And you are the actors on stage. We must please them as much as possible and wait for our opportunity! "

Master's words as he came down the mountain were still echoing in his mind.

"Of course Senior Sister Zhong is very beautiful, no fairy can compare to you!"

So Xiaozhu began to cater to Zhong Xiang without hesitation, saying with a raised voice.

There is no psychological burden at all.

"Haha, I knew Xiaozhu would understand me and give you delicious food later!"

Zhong Xiang picked up Xiaozhu and kissed her head hard several times.

Xiaozhu felt that his head was full of saliva.

I had to keep repeating Master's words.

Let your mood recover.

Since there are no special circumstances in the formation, magical powers are not allowed to be used at will.

So everyone uses it.

Halfway through, I saw three disciples from the Guhua Sect walking from the other side.

The leader has a full head of white hair and is dressed in a white robe. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is dressed in pure white.

It has a very pure taste.

"Oh, aren't these Fellow Taoist Xu Lin and Fellow Taoist Tu Yu?

It's so rare, two geniuses are here.

Alas, it seems that our Qianluo Sect has no chance this time, no chance. "

Luo Yuan approached and looked at the three people from the Guhua Sect with his face close to his face, his tone full of regret.

His behavior immediately made the Qianluo Sect disciples behind him look helpless.

"Luo Yuan, can you please step aside?"

The leading male disciple of the Guhua Sect, known as Xu Lin, did not speak.

The one who spoke was the cold-eyed female disciple behind him.

After she finished speaking, the temperature around her seemed to drop a bit.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry for blocking your way."

Luo Yuan spread his hands and took the initiative to give way to the road with an apologetic look on his face.

The three of them said nothing and continued walking forward.

"Hey, senior brother Luo Yuan, can you stop doing this!

I feel so embarrassed being around you! "

When the three people from the Guhua Sect walked away, Zhong Xiang said helplessly.

Other Qianluo Sect disciples reacted similarly.

I don't understand what it means for my senior brother to be so hot-tempered and cold-hearted for no reason.

"If you feel embarrassed, it means you are not in a good state of mind. How dare you tell me?"

Luo Yuan shook his head noncommittally.

Then he saw three other people walking from a distance.

Luo Yuan quickly raised his hand to signal.

Zhong Xiang and others behind him sighed repeatedly.

"Luo Yuan, you are here too."

Yi Yangyang first looked at Luo Yuan, and then his eyes fell on the spirit turtle in Zhong Xiang's hand.

His eyes suddenly became a little surprised.

If she remembered correctly, it should be the Five Treasures Lucky Turtle.

Bring a spiritual object with you that can improve your luck.

Although luck is a mysterious thing.

But practitioners have always believed in this.

He even blamed many disasters on his own luck.

Yi Yangyang saw that Qianluo Sect was even willing to get such spiritual objects here.

It seems that he is determined to get what is under the abyss.

"Holy girl, can we have a drink later?

I have spiritual soul wine, produced by Qiongzhen Pavilion, with more than a hundred spiritual stones in one pot! "

Luo Yuan hugged Yi Yangyang's thick shoulders as if he were familiar with it, and invited with a hearty smile.

The two Yi sect disciples behind Yi Yangyang immediately became furious upon seeing this.

Can anyone touch their saint?

However, Yi Yangyang raised his hand to stop them.

She said to Luo Yuan equally cheerfully: "Wait until the matter is over, I hope you can still invite me like this.

Instead of secretly slandering me. "

Luo Yuan turned his head meaningfully, looked at Ming Ruoqing who was walking slowly behind, smiled and shook his head.

But they didn't speak anymore and walked forward together in tacit understanding.

"Oh, Yan Huan. Do they hate me?"

Ming Ruoqing looked at Yi Yangyang and Luo Yuan. They clearly saw her, but they still left.

Not even willing to wait for her, Ming Ruoqing asked the girl behind her somewhat depressedly.

"Remember! There's a big stage outside!

And you are the actors on stage. We must please them as much as possible and wait for our opportunity! "

Yan Huan kept thinking about this sentence.

A distressed expression immediately appeared on his little face, and he said viciously: "Those ugly things are just jealous of my sister!

Don't worry, sister, you still have Xiao Huan and me. "

Ming Ruoqing immediately became anxious when she heard this.

"Xiao Huan, how can you talk like this.

Even if someone is really ugly, don’t say it! "

Ming Ruoqing picked up Yan Huan and explained seriously.

After saying that, she kissed Yan Huan's little face hard.

Yan Huan looks cheerful and innocent.

I tried my best to recite Master's words in my heart.

Maintain your mood.

"A good child cannot learn from bad things!

Otherwise, if I ask Master to give you the Transformation Pill, I will definitely be gossiped about by those eight... junior sisters. "

Ming Ruoqing put down Yan Huan and explained seriously.

Yan Huan could only nod desperately, not daring to say an irony.

"Let's go!"

Ming Ruoqing smiled and stretched out her hand, pulling Yan Huan forward.

I don't know how much I feel better.

"What's wrong, junior brother, I feel like you're a little out of shape."

The Qinglian Sword Sect and other disciples who entered the main hall first were standing together chatting about their trip to Yuanxia.

Seeing that Song Siming was a little absent-minded, Song Yantong asked with concern.

"No...it's okay, senior sister. It's just that I just came near the Demon Abyss, so maybe I'm not used to it."

Song Siming casually found an excuse to excuse himself.

He couldn't say that there was a lot of familiar atmosphere here.

The aura from fellow sects in the distant mountains.

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