The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

This reckless approach soon made many people think of more.

Facing the injured and shaky Fu Xunying, Feng Qi's face became more kind and genuine: "It's okay, please take a seat."

"Thank you, Master Feng."

Fu Xunying lowered her eyes and responded. Then she straightened her chest and walked all the way to Zhongzhou's team, despite the curious, inquiring, indifferent, and angry looks of everyone present, as well as Jiang Xueji's.

She greeted quietly and obediently: "Third uncle."

"Well, come and sit down."

Huo Qingfeng asked Fu Xunying to sit next to him. After she sat down, he raised his hand to check her physical condition and cleared the remnants of the formation in her meridians.

After identifying the aura in the formation, he swept his cold eyes over the painful Huo Aoran and the panicked Jiang Xueji, and warned in a deep voice: "I'll deal with you when I get back."

After Fu Xunying appeared, the atmosphere at the scene became more undercurrent.

Huo Qingfeng and Feng Qi talked back and forth, and soon they revealed the real purpose of this trip.

"...We are sending people to this sect exchange conference to set an example for the Zhongzhou families. We will send disciples of appropriate age to participate, and will not participate in the rankings."

“Not participating in the ranking?”

A gleam of light flashed across Feng Qi's eyes.

The leaders of other sects also began to think about it.

Not participating in the rankings means that disciples from aristocratic families will not be able to receive prizes specially given by the sect to reward disciples.

But are they really just here for friendly exchanges?

Huo Qingfeng said calmly, "Yes, we won't participate. In the secret realm, if they are not as skilled as others, that is their problem."

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you are very confident in your disciples."

"Of course, he cannot compare to the chief disciple of Jianhua Xianzong."

Huo Qingfeng raised the corners of his lips, met Feng Qi's inquiring eyes, and spoke slowly, "Aoran has already lost to him before, why not take this opportunity to see the strength of the other juniors?"

"Haha."

Feng Qi nodded in satisfaction, and did not forget to show off, "This is exactly what the Sect Master meant. Letting Xingzhi go to the ring is indeed a bit of bullying to the young people."

Huo Qingfeng: "........."

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he looked sideways to the side, "Jiang Xueji, you go."

"Yes."

After hearing Huo Qingfeng's order, Jiang Xueji had to put Huo Aoran's matter aside and stood up.

But she obviously had a lot on her mind, and before the Jianhua Immortal Sect could come up with a candidate, she took the initiative to speak: "Sect Master Feng, can I choose someone myself?"

Huo Qingfeng and Feng Qi frowned at the same time.

Feng Qi paused for a moment: "...Okay, you choose."

Almost all the disciples present were elite disciples from various major sects. Given Jiang Xueji's proud personality, she would probably choose someone who was obviously weaker.

So Jiang Xueji walked around the crowd and fixed her sights on the corner.

"Zhao Zhao, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Zhao Zhao, who was burping slowly, asked: "?"

Others: "..."

Feng Qi's eyelids jumped violently. Why did he choose Chao Zhao?

Chao Zhao looked left and right, then raised his hand silently under everyone's complicated gazes: "Excuse me, but I want to ask, is there anyone else named Chao Zhao here?"

"........."

Everyone was speechless, you are worthy of it.

Jiang Xueji snorted coldly: "I'm calling you, why, you don't dare?"

"Ugh."

Chao Zhao shook his head helplessly, "You are really hungry, you dare to choose anyone."

Feng Qi quickly came out to smooth things over: "Chao Zhao is now a disciple of Jianhua Xianzong, you should choose someone else."

Zhao Zhao also echoed: "Yes, yes, I am just an ordinary person!"

He had a completely innocent look on his face.

——An ordinary person.

What a classic scene.

Everyone present who knew her true identity was silent.

Jiang Xueji frowned: "How is it possible, you——"

She refused to believe that Chao Zhao was just an ordinary person, otherwise how could a person who was expelled from the sect reappear here!

But she didn't finish her words this time.

"Jiang Xueji."

Huo Qingfeng interrupted her, with a look of fatigue between his brows, "All of Frost Sword Master's disciples are here, you can pick one."

As soon as these words were spoken, Shen Mingyue, who had been silent and invisible, suddenly looked up, her face full of tension.

Jiang Xueji was a close friend of the eldest daughter of the Shen family. She had often stood high and watched her being bullied.

As if to confirm her bad premonition, Jiang Xueji's eyes fell on her, with a trace of malice and disdain in her eyes: "In this case, let the little disciple of Frost Sword Master come and compete with me."

boom!

It was as if something exploded in Shen Mingyue's mind.

Suddenly something collapsed, revealing what was hidden behind it.

It was the past that she had sealed away for so many years, of being ignored, bullied, and treated like a slave.

Shen Mingyue immediately looked at Qin Liao for help: "Master, I..."

Her mind is not on swordsmanship, and she has not made much progress over the years. She is still in the process of building her foundation, but Jiang Xueji is at least in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, Shen Mingyue didn't want to lose to Jiang Xueji, and she couldn't lose.

Frost Sword Master did not give her any extra response.

Shen Mingyue clenched her teeth, as if she had anticipated how embarrassing the scene would be. Her hands holding the sword were shaking, as if the world was spinning.

But just as she was about to be drowned in the expected shame, a familiar voice suddenly rang out in the silence.

"Oh."

Shen Mingyue suddenly looked up.

Zhao Zhao was holding the spiritual fruit in one hand and said nonchalantly, "You are an old woman over 200 years old. It's not good for you to bully a child, right?"

After that, she lowered her eyes and raised the corners of her lips sarcastically, "Or, are you only capable of bullying children?"

"you!"

Jiang Xueji heard the sarcasm in Chao Zhao's words. She immediately became angry and said sarcastically, "You can only talk big!"

"Yeah, right."

She took a bite of the spiritual fruit in her hand and turned to look at Ji Shu, "Tell Xiao Ji that I want to eat fish."

"........."

Although Chao Zhao didn't say it explicitly, Ji Shu always felt that the 'Little Ji' she was referring to was talking about him, and he couldn't help but look at his master.

Shen Mingyue stared at Chao Zhao in disbelief.

——Why should she help herself?

She fell into a state of near insanity and did not even notice Ji Shu standing up at the signal of Frost Sword Master.

Ji Shu quickly stood on the field.

"Ji Shu, the third disciple of Frost Sword Master, please teach me."