When Yunshuang woke up in the morning, Ji Xun had already left.

He stretched out his hand to touch the slightly cool place beside him, he was in a daze, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, with a gentle smile that he hadn't even noticed.

He glanced at the sky outside, sat up, and prepared to go out to practice his sword.

As soon as she lowered her head and put on the obscene clothes, there was a soft knock on the door outside, and the maid said softly, "Your Master, is he awake? This servant is ordered by the suzerain to bring you clothes."

...Send clothes?

Yun Shuang said wait a moment, hurriedly put on her outer shirt, walked over and opened the door.

The maid was very polite, with low eyebrows and eyes, and never looked around. She handed a set of pure black brocade robes with gold cloud patterns on the tray to Yunshuang, and said with a smile: "The suzerain specially ordered the servants to send this to Yunshuang." Yes, please put it on, young master. You can also take off the clothes on your body so that the servants can clean them up."

Yunshuang reached out and touched the clothes on the tray. The fabric was made of high-quality silk, so it must be very comfortable to wear next to the body.

He didn't think too much, the clothes on his body really should be changed, took the tray, and he said gently: "I can wash my clothes by myself, don't bother the girl. I'll take this dress first, and please ask the girl Thank the suzerain for me."

Probably because she was told something, she didn't force herself to wait for him to change clothes.

The big maid looked back, and stood behind her holding a pot of hot water, and the little maid hurried forward.

"After the young master washes up, you can call the servant, and the servant will take you to the school grounds."

Yun Shuang turned sideways, let the little maid go in with hot water, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing in the school grounds?"

With a smile on the corner of the maid's lips, she said respectfully in a low voice: "Today is the annual meeting day of the Twelve Sects of the Demonic Dao. The Sect Master will set up a ring in the school grounds for everyone to compete and entertain. This is one of the biggest events of the Scarlet Immortal Sect. One, if you win the first place, the suzerain will personally confer the name of 'Hertulu' and get the most precious reward."

Hertulu is the language of the demon world preserved in ancient times, meaning the most valiant warrior.

In the devil world, this is the highest honor.

On the way to the school grounds, Yunshuang asked the maid again about today's grand ceremony.

There are towering stone walls on both sides, and the two of them shuttled through it. Did some patrolling disciples with weapons walk past expressionlessly.

Yunshuang asked her, did she get the name of 'Hertulu' last year?

The maid smiled, and there was some admiration and longing in her eyes: "It has been many years, and it is the Holy Envoy who sits firmly in this position."

Yun Shuang's expression moved slightly: "He...is he highly valued by your suzerain?"

The maid led him out of the city gate, and after walking for a while, it suddenly became clear to him that a ring was built with bamboo and wood in the center of the open space, and there were quite a lot of people gathered here, lively and lively.Tang Xian sat on a high place, turned his head, and whispered something to Pei not only.

Pei not only nodded straightly, but also responded with a smile from time to time.

"That's natural." The maid's tone subconsciously raised a little, with a hint of excitement, "No one in the Red Immortal Sect knows that the person the suzerain trusts the most, apart from the right palm envoy, is the Holy Envoy."

The positions of right and left envoys and holy envoys are extremely high in the Scarlet Immortal Sect, and because of this, those who sit in this position are not qualified to inherit the position of the suzerain. Their only mission is to assist the suzerain in managing the Demon Realm.

There is also a reason why Tang Biting wins over Pei but doesn't fear him.

Speaking of which, I have always heard the name of the Right Palm Envoy, but I have never seen it.

Yun Shuang's eyes quietly searched and observed among the crowd. At this moment, the maid took him past the crowd and came straight to Tang Xian.

The school grounds, which were originally bustling and noisy, became quieter with his appearance.

Yun Shuang was feeling a little strange, Tang Xian looked him up and down, but laughed heartily: "Shuang'er, come forward."

Ji Xun, Luo Tang, and Yannanlou sat on both sides.

Yunshuang's eyes intersected with Ji Xun's quickly, and he turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened, as if he was still the blind person with loose sight.

The maid helped Yun Shuang up the steps, Tang Xian smiled and pointed to the position on the lower right: "The competition is about to start, you sit here, you can see and hear clearly from this position."

Yun Shuang hesitated and was about to refuse, but Pei Yue, who was sitting opposite him, smiled and said: "Junior brother, the suzerain is very kind, so don't refuse."

After he said this, Yunshuang naturally couldn't refuse.

After saluting to Tang Xian, he took the first seat on the bottom right.

"Why hasn't Biting arrived for a long time?" Tang Xian asked Pei Bubu, and looked up at the sunlight, "Have you sent someone to urge you?"

Pei not only laughed, "I have already sent someone to remind me. He is busy tinkering with his poison pill and is very focused. Sovereign Master, the time is coming, why don't we start first?"

Tang Xian nodded, and was about to tell Mu Luanjiang to start when a panting figure ran in, holding a pill box in his hand, smiling brightly: "Father! My pill is finished! I will offer it today To foster father! If you eat it, you will be invulnerable to all poisons!"

Mu Luanjiang went to take the pill box and presented it to Tang Xian.

Tang Biting's eyes fell on Yun Shuang, and both of them were startled.

The clothes they both wore were actually the same...

Yun Shuang was afraid that he would look at him for too long, so that others would see the clue, so she calmly turned her eyes away, and only listened attentively, but his hand hidden under the table tightly clenched the sword slightly.No wonder when he came in, everyone stared at him and fell silent for a moment.

Although the clothes look ordinary, they must be worn by people with special status.

Tang Biting's smile slowly subsided, his eyes almost burst into flames as he stared at him, even his chest heaved violently.

Tang Xian frowned and said, "Pi Ting, why are you standing there stupidly, come and sit down."

Tang Biting didn't move, Pei not only hurried down, half dragged him to sit down beside him, said in a low voice: "Today the twelve sects of the devil are here, why don't you lose your temper regardless of the occasion?" , if you contradict the suzerain, you will be the one who suffers in the end."

Tang Biting clenched his fists reluctantly and said unwillingly, "Got it."

Mu Luanjiang went up with a smile and raised his voice to announce the start of the competition.

The crowd roared, laughing and making noise, a big man stood up, cupped his hands to Tang Xian, and said with a smile, "Sect Master, this year we can't let him go, it's so boring that he wins the championship every year." It just so happens that he has been promoted to the Holy Envoy, so it's time to give some opportunities to the juniors."

The voice fell to the ground, and a lot of echoes were received.

Tang Xian smiled loudly, stretched out his hand and nodded at him, then turned to look at Pei More than: "What do you mean?"

Pei not only stood up with a smile, bowed to the big man, and said to everyone in a moderate manner: "Thanks to everyone's praise, I have indeed won a few games by chance in the past few years, and I have found a lot of good things from the suzerain. I still want to participate, but I just suffered a leg injury a few days ago, and I am still recovering, so I can only be absent."

Tang Xian shook his head with a smile: "Since that's the case, let's do it this way. Today, who will go first?"

"--I come!"

A man with the appearance of a scholar flew up from the crowd, his weapon was a spinning fan in his hand.

Soon, someone jumped up with a knife.

The devilish energy surged in the air, the scholar looked at Wen Ruo, but he didn't expect it to be difficult to deal with.

He was the first to go up, and he defeated three people one after another.

The scholar unfolded the folding fan in his hand with a "wow", and said with a smile, "Who else will come up to challenge?"

The crowd was talking.

Yun Shuang could only hear someone slapping the table opposite with a "bang", Tang Biting took advantage of his strength, rolled several times in the air, and jumped onto the stage.

He only wears red clothes on weekdays, but today he wore a black robe for the first time, unexpectedly looking a lot more mature and stable.

Pulling out the red soft whip around his waist, he flicked it in the air, and the sound of lightning echoed in his ears, making people's hearts tremble.

The scholar's expression also turned cautious: "Young Master Poison, please enlighten me."

The two quickly hit each other, their bodies joined together and then separated.

Tang Biting's soft whip was as nimble as a snake, the scholar narrowly avoided it several times, but unexpectedly, Tang Biting's strikes became faster and faster.

Sweat dripped from the scholar's forehead, and he was about to beg for mercy when Tang Biting whipped him on the back.

The scholar screamed and fell to his knees, his face instantly pale as paper.

Black blood oozes from his back, his lips are trembling, but he can't say a word for a while.

Luo Tang frowned while watching from below, Yannanlou sat beside him, and seemed to chuckle softly: "It's really vicious."

The red soft whip must have been smeared with poison, if there is no antidote, the life of this book is no more than a cup of tea.

There were those who were dissatisfied, and some who watched the excitement clapped their hands and applauded, but no one shouted to stop.

This is the rule.

On the stage of competition, life and death are irrelevant.

Luo Tang felt uncomfortable, turned his head and glanced at Yannanlou, hesitant to speak.

Yan Nanlou sighed slightly, seemed to know what he was going to say, and said in a low voice: "If I try to save him now, Tang Biting will not be the only one to offend."

Soon, two disciples came up to the stage and carried the scholar down.

Tang Biting raised his chin proudly, his gaze wandering through the crowd.

The red long whip in his hand turned slightly, as if he was picking the right person.But after the scene just now, everyone felt fear in their hearts, and wanted to wait and see again, not daring to go on stage casually.

Tang Biting slowly turned around on the ring, and finally, his hands paused, the soft whip pointed straight to the high platform, his eyes were cloudy: "Tianjianfeng Yunshuang, I challenge you, do you dare to fight?"

Pei not only quickly raised his eyes to look at Tang Xian, he saw that he was holding his chin with one hand, he just squinted his eyes slightly, and didn't make a sound.

Yun Shuang pursed her lips and frowned slightly.

... This competition is for people from the Demon Realm to participate, so what's the matter with him being on stage?

But he sat still, but Tang Biting refused to let go, raised his voice again, and yelled loudly once again, the provocative intention couldn't be more obvious.

Everyone was watching the play, and some people shouted loudly.

Yun Shuang sighed slightly from the bottom of his heart, his face was always calm, he stood up unhurriedly, held the sword, and flew onto the stage.

When he was dressed in white, he was as cold as snow.

Now that he was dressed in black, it complemented his white complexion even more, and his lips were bright red, giving him a sharp and extremely gorgeous feeling.

His clothes fluttered, and he stood holding the sword, his elbows turned slightly, the sword was as smooth as a mirror, glowing with a cold light.

Tang Biting stared at him closely, flicked his long whip, and with the icy wind, it instantly rolled to his face!

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