Dressed as a villain big brother

These monks were not from the same sect in terms of their clothes, and their expressions were not familiar with each other, but at the same time, they all pointed their targets at Ye Qing and the two of them.

Bai Qingyun ate a small pastry, and realized later that she seemed to be being targeted.

According to common sense, this situation must be the work of that man named Shipaohui, but I don't know how he managed to make these people who didn't know each other choose the same goal.

"Didn't expect that! Yesterday I saw you going to sign up with the Tianshan clan and I set up a good situation. Not only did I contact all the monks who participated in this competition in private, but I also promised a generous reward. Now everyone has unanimously decided that you two People are eliminated."

Shi Paohui sneered: "The competition didn't say that alliances are not allowed. It seems that some people will be the first to be eliminated."

Well, the answer came out, Bai Qingyun nodded.As expected of a professional cannon fodder, he is different from a half-way monk like him. Not only does he have a full point of attracting hatred skills, but he also automatically explains that his strategy has achieved the purpose of the off-site commentary to let readers understand the situation.

Is it possible to buy so many people with just a little reward?After all, they are all monks, so there is no one who has a strong sense of justice and is not tempted by money?Is the cultivation world so realistic now?

Bai Qingyun thought for a while, and was worried about Renxiu's current situation.These days, are there not many monks who are not moved by money?

"Whoever breaks his red belt, the reward will be doubled!"

Shi Pao Hui raised two fingers to make a gesture of two, everyone took a deep breath, looked at Bai Qingyun and Bai Qingyun with fierce eyes, like hungry wolves rushing forward to attack them.

In an instant, colorful auras and magic weapons attacked the two of them.

Shi Paohui looked at the two people who were overwhelmed by the crowd, enjoying Qing'er's back pinching, and his smile became more and more smug.There are so many people, not to mention the red belt, I am afraid that the faces will be torn to pieces.

But in the next moment, the smile froze on his face.

Screaming and flying past his ear, Shi Pao Hui turned his head suddenly, and saw a male cultivator lying upside down on the ground at the farthest corner of the ring, the red rope on his wrist shattered into pieces and fell around him.

Shi Pao Hui gasped, and saw ahead, in front of Ye Qinghe and Bai Qingyun, the cultivator who had rushed to the front had fallen to the ground, their wrists were clean.

I saw Ye Qinghe holding a black black iron sword in his left hand and a thick stack of red ribbons in his right hand, looking at the crowd with a half-smile on his face, like a god descending from the earth, his eyes looking at the crowd had no warmth.

No one saw what was happening, and no one heard any unwanted noises.They felt that it was just a matter of breathing, and for some reason, all the monks in front fell to the ground.

The monks were sweating coldly on their foreheads, looking at the person in front of them with suspicion in their eyes.When Shipaohui came to see them yesterday, even though they knew Lord Jingming's name, they still knew that they were large and powerful.

However, only now did they realize that it was not Jing Mingjun who really needed attention, but Ye Qinghe, who looked good on the surface and followed closely beside Bai Qingyun in silence.

The rest of the monks all stood within a radius of five meters around him, not daring to step forward.Suddenly, Ye Qinghe put down the iron sword, and everyone's muscles tensed up, and they all picked up the natal magic weapon and pressed it against their chests in a defensive position.

They didn't have the confidence to see Ye Qinghe's movements clearly, so they could only pray in their hearts that the next target would not be themselves.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qinghe didn't even look at them, turned around with his head down, picked up the lark fruit and the knife on the table, and began to peel the skin there.

"It needs to be in the shape of a white rabbit."

In a trance, they seemed to hear the fairy in white who had been sitting on the long table watching the show say so.

Bai Qingyun ate Ye Qinghe's lark fruit, and glanced at the stone robe emblem in the distance, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a standard template. Compared with him, Yang Huai was like a student who hadn't gone to school yet. Milk doll-like.

Even this expression of surprise mixed with disbelief and anger is like a standard villain cannon fodder.

Look, the eyes wide with shock; look, the face contorted with anger; look, the lips trembling with miscalculation.

After being a happy salted fish in Tianyizong for so many years, Bai Qingyun was moved by his spirit when he saw such a dedicated colleague for the first time.

Why has such an excellent seedling never appeared before?

Bai Qingyun thought about it for a while, and felt that this might have something to do with being exposed and confined in the Zongmen Gate at this time, and not being able to participate in the grand meeting.

After all, it wasn't that he and Yang Huai were not doing their jobs properly, which led to the need for others to take on this important task.

"What's the matter with you, come on! Didn't you see him peeling the lark fruit? Sneak attack!"

Shi Paohui was furious at the crowd who were frozen in place and did not dare to move, but no matter how much he shouted, the crowd remained motionless.

They are different from the Shipao emblem standing in place. You can only know how terrifying this person is through personal experience. What's more, although Ye Qinghe looks leisurely and defenseless while bowing his head and working in front of them, every joint of his body is tight. Crying for them to stay away.

They had a premonition that the next person to make a move would definitely die an ugly death.All the monks glanced at the monks of the other team beside them, and suddenly all dispersed in the next second, pointing the magic weapon at others, and began to fight among themselves.

Shi Paohui looked at the people fighting inside and shouted: "What are you all doing!"

What he didn't know was that in their hearts, although the reward given by Shipao Hui was generous and desirable, the premise was that they had to earn it.

Although it is not as good as what Shipao Hui promised, the rewards set up in this competition are not bad. Since Ye Qinghe cannot be provoked, it is also a good choice to get a ranking in the competition and mix up rewards.

"Why did they start fighting among themselves?"

Bai Qingyun ate the lark fruit in small bites, and looked puzzled at the monks who kept fighting and scrambling to kill others, but left them an open space.

Ye Qinghe fanned Bai Qingyun with a small fan and said, "I don't know, maybe it's because they all sensed how advanced your cultivation is, senior brother, so they were too scared to make a move."

Bai Qingyun nodded: "Well, it makes sense."

I have to say that this location is much better than the auditorium.

Watching the monks compete with each other with strange magic weapons from a close distance, you shoot green light and I shoot red light, or the two of them face each other and explode a firework in the middle, the scene is colorful and there is no pollution The air, not to mention how beautiful it is.

Bai Qingyun watched it with great interest. He especially liked a monk in yellow. Every time he made a move, his whole body would be charged with electricity, just like a Pikachu, who would make someone's hair stand on his head and turn black with a sound of coal.

Come on Xiao Huang, I like you!Work hard, the first is not a dream!Bai Qingyun watched with relish, and couldn't help shouting for him in her heart.

Ye Qinghe frowned as he looked at the Bailingguo, which was half-eaten on the plate, and no one came to eat it. He followed Bai Qingyun's gaze, and found a certain yellow-clothed monk killing him by accident.

It was a monk from Cangshen Palace.Lightning spells look powerful, but they are not good at learning. Casting a spell can burn the end of one's hair, and the appearance is just like that. A mouth and a nose are nothing special, and there are no characteristics.

Ye Qinghe lowered his head, and while Bai Qingyun was concentrating on watching the play, he picked up a fruit core from the plate. With a flick of his luck, the fruit core passed through the crowd and hit the monk in yellow between his legs.

The monk in yellow was about to give the opponent a fatal blow, but he didn't know that his leg hurt and he pulled his partner to the ground and fell to the ground. The opponent seized the opportunity and slashed at the red belt with his sword.

The red belt, which had been tortured by lightning spells for a long time, was already very fragile, and it broke into two without any accident.Before the monk in yellow could react, he was dragged out of the arena by the Tianshan people.

Ahhh, Xiao Huang! ! !

Bai Qingyun looked at the figure in yellow going away in grief.How can you do this!Mom won't let you just give up like this!Didn't you promise your mother to go back to her hometown and get married if she wins the competition?Have you forgotten that your childhood sweetheart is still waiting for you in your hometown!

Bai Qingyun's heart was filled with grief, the pain in his heart was stifled in his chest, and there was nowhere to vent it. At this moment, Ye Qinghe handed over a plate of Bai Ling Guo in good time. Soothe the pain in your heart and wake up from the background of the story that you have imagined.

Forget it, no male mothers.

From a distance, Shipaohui looked at Bai Qingyun, who was still eating, and his face turned black. The fighting in the arena was still going on, and many monks had already had their red belts cut off and had to leave. Perhaps because of Shipaohui's identity, no one came to attack.

However, this is completely different from what Shi Paohui thought. Without Bai Qingyun's face of despair, without crying bitterly, this person has remained motionless until now.Shi Pao Hui gritted his teeth, the tips of his teeth creaking.

"Master, why don't you let me go?"

At this moment, Qing'er, who had been lying in his arms silently, suddenly spoke.

Although her appearance is good, it is not stunning, and it is nothing in this world of self-cultivation where there are so many beauties. In addition, she does not like to talk, so it is easy for people to forget her existence.So much so that when she opened her mouth, Shi Paohui remembered Qing'er's unique skill.

"You? OK, let's go."

Shipao Hui let go of the right hand that was around the opponent's waist, and Qing'er slowly took out the genbawu from the sleeve, she lowered her head slightly, and the melodious bawu sound echoed in the ring for a moment, and everyone stopped their movements for a while , staring blankly at Qing'er motionless.

There was only the sound of Bawu floating in the arena, everyone turned into sculptures and remained motionless, even Bai Qingyun stopped eating and drinking, and looked up at them suspiciously.

With Qing'er's fingers moving, Bawu changed his tune, and his originally melodious voice suddenly became sharp and intense.

Kacha, Kacha, everyone slowly turned their heads to look at the two of them.Strange black spots appeared on their faces, and they stared at Bai Qingyun with eyes that only had whites left.

Bai Qingyun paused.

"Heh, Qing'er's Bawu can control people's hearts, and even mobilize people's potential. Although the appearance is the same, everyone's strength has greatly increased. Bai Qingyun, what can you do?!"

In fact, I don't think it's normal to lose the eyeballs and have so many tattoos on the face.

However, these people seem to have improved their cultivation in a short period of time, and they are not easy to mess with in terms of aura.

Bai Qingyun turned her head to look at the person beside her worriedly, "How about it, can you do it?"

"It's a bit difficult." Ye Qinghe touched the saber at his waist, Bai Qingyun's heart tightened, and seeing his junior brother said unhurriedly: "Seeing that they have lost their minds like this, I'm afraid they don't know how to retreat. If you wait They rushed in together, I was worried that I would stop and clean up all at once."

The difficulty he mentioned was originally referring to this.

"That's okay, you can just find a team and knock them out and throw them far away, and you can come here as you please." Bai Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and took out earplugs and pillows from the spirit bag "Okay, then I'll start Go to bed and call me when you're done."

Ye Qinghe raised his eyebrows, "Brother, why do you wear earplugs while sleeping?"

"Well..." Bai Qingyun glanced at Qing'er, leaned closer to Ye Qinghe's ear and whispered: "She plays so badly, I'm afraid I won't be able to fall asleep."

The breath hit the tips of his ears, and Ye Qinghe's ears and neck were itchy badly. He squinted at the person who was almost leaning on him.

Because of the difference in posture and height, Bai Qingyun could only speak with his upper body stretched out, and the stretched body completely showed that he had no fat and a slender waist.

Ye Qinghe's eyes darkened, and he began to plan in his heart to prepare more loose robes for his senior brothers.

After all, Qing'er is also a female cultivator, and Bai Qingyun is too embarrassed to say that she is not good in front of others, so she chooses to lean into Ye Qinghe's ear.

However, he had forgotten that the monks were all sharp-eyed, so his voice naturally penetrated into the other party's ears clearly and word for word.

Qing'er shook her hands, and her voice broke.

Shi Paohui covered his ears and was about to scold, when he saw Qing'er's dantian's fingertips moving rapidly.In the next second, all the monks roared and rushed towards the two of them.