Brother thinks I'm too silly, what should I do?

At the beginning of the dinner, the head of Xiu Ran stood in the middle to toast the banquet. Seeing Xiu Ran standing up, the others followed suit. Fu Nanqiao glanced at it. The arrogant face really deserves a beating.

If the dinner is to celebrate the selection of disciples, it is better to say that it is a comparison meeting to show off the outstanding disciples of various schools.

The head of Xiuran sat in the center and looked at Luo Chen, "I heard that Luo Chen is already in the early Yuanying stage? He is really the most outstanding disciple in a hundred years."

Feng Chi was proud of himself, and nodded, "Our Luo Chen has been gifted and intelligent since he was a child, and he didn't let his master worry about it."

The head of Yun Nan next to him snorted, "Although our Yi Chen is not as good in technique, his actual combat ability may not be low."

Feng Chi looked at him, "Yeah, I haven't seen Yi Chen for a few years, and he has become more and more charming, and the nobles in the red building are not as attractive as the head disciples of the noble sect."

Fu Nanqiao hid behind Luo Chen and laughed like a pig.

Luo Chen didn't want to laugh at first, but when he heard the pig cry from behind, he couldn't help laughing.

Yun Nan was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. In a blink of an eye, he saw Luo Chen and Fu Nanqiao trembling with laughter. They couldn't get together because they were so angry, they yelled, "I'm joking about the elders, they are condescending. Is this how the Cangliang Mountain tutor is?"

Feng Chi turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Fu Nanqiao, and smiled meaningfully.

Fu Nanqiao bent the corners of his eyes, and his brows were a little smug, "Master Yun Nan, the senior brother of your sect is of the same generation as us, how can we be considered elders?"

Cangliang Mountain has the same pronunciation of Sheng and Qing, and it is worthy of its name among the sects of Xianmen. Since ancient times, only infighting is allowed, and others are not allowed to bully.

Zhang Yichen stretched out his orchid finger and pointed at Fu Nanqiao, "You have no eyes!"

Fu Nanqiao looked at Zhang Yichen, "Then what am I looking at now?"

Zhang Yichen's angry face was distorted, "You you you!!"

Feng Chi curled his lips and said in a low voice, "Qiao Qiao, you are working hard to see if you can force out the little bit of masculinity left in him."

The head of Yun Nan frowned, and said, "Since the head disciple of Cangliang is so powerful, how about taking the opportunity tomorrow to compete with our Yi Chen?"

Feng Chi glanced at Luo Chen and nodded, "Okay!"

Fu Nanqiao turned her head and said in a low voice, "Master, you said just now that senior brother can't take advantage of him in a fight!"

Feng Chi chuckled, with a look of disdain, "If you can't take advantage, it doesn't mean you can't beat it."

After the banquet between the two parties, the superficial joy and harmony resumed. Fu Nanqiao looked up from time to time, and could always look up at Xiao Zeming. His eyes were like a pool of black water. For the first time, Fu Nanqiao felt that he couldn't see through he.

After the banquet, Xiao Zeming was waiting for him in his room. Fu Nanqiao, who was saying good night to Luo Chen at the door last second, saw Xiao Zeming sitting on a chair looking at him when he entered the door, and Fu Nanqiao's face darkened.

"What is Fuqiu Island's third senior brother looking for me for?"

Xiao Zeming nodded slightly and remained silent.

Fu Nanqiao sneered, and sat opposite him, Xiao Zeming poured him a cup of tea very consciously.

"Xiao Zeming, this isn't like you." Fu Nanqiao picked up the teacup and drank it down. "You must explain it to me."

Xiao Zeming looked at him with complicated eyes, "Elder brother also needs to explain to me, how did you know that the demons helped me?"

Fu Nanqiao frowned, "You questioned me instead?"

There was a trace of grievance in Xiao Zeming's voice, "You kept it from me."

"It's better than you lying to me, right?" Fu Nanqiao was a little annoyed, "No wonder you looked a little wrong when I told you, and you kept watching my jokes together?"

"I do not have."

The window was opened by a small corner, and the cold wind was blowing late at night. Fu Nanqiao and Xiao Zeming didn't feel unfamiliar after seeing him for five years. At this time, there was a lie between them, which was like an impenetrable wall. In an instant, Fu Nanqiao Nan Qiao felt that he had never really known the person in front of him.

After a long time, Xiao Zeming said, "...Fu Nanqiao, don't go astray."

Fu Nanqiao suddenly felt a little funny, "Who exactly went astray?"

Xiao Zeming said lightly, "I'm not going astray."

"The demons help you behind the scenes, you are not going astray, I kindly remind you, I am just going astray?" Fu Nanqiao's forehead was throbbing with anger, "You are the proud student of the head, with excellent aptitude, I don't Understand why you want to hook up with the demons?"

"Now I say that you must also stop me, Fu Nanqiao, don't get involved with the people of the Demon Race, believe me, I will neither harm you nor the Xianmen."

Xiao Zeming's eyes were sincere, and Fu Nanqiao softened his heart, "Xiao Zeming, the Enron Hedonic Party is also a demon clan. Although the previous generation of demon kings passed away and the fairy gate stipulated that they would not enter the resort if they did not kill, they are also demon clan. I don't care about you." For what purpose, we will not harm them, let alone hook them up!"

Seeing his soft heart, Xiao Zeming smiled, "Don't worry, I have my sense of proportion, and I will never do bad things!"

Probably because of the very good relationship with Xiao Zeming, Fu Nanqiao saw that what he said was so sincere, she really believed him unknowingly, and suddenly didn't want to ask him what the purpose was, when it was time to tell him, he would always say it, and he I didn't ask myself why I knew this.

Fu Nanqiao whispered, "Do you still need to help me tomorrow?"

Xiao Zeming chuckled and raised his eyebrows, "Do you think I will lose?"

In the early morning light, the servants of Fuqiu Island began to prepare for the meeting, there was an endless stream of rustling voices, Fu Nanqiao wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep, frowned, got dressed and went out.

Zhang Yichen didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly. As soon as Fu Nanqiao opened the door, he saw him looking at their bamboo house not far away, with a bit of resentment in his eyes, and when he came out, he glared at him, He flicked his sleeves and left.

Fu Nanqiao said in his heart that he was brainless.

"woke up?"

Fu Nanqiao turned around, Luo Chen was walking towards him.

Luo Chen was dressed in white, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, standing in front of him, proud and personable.

Fu Nanqiao was fascinated by it unconsciously.

"I'm asking you something."

Luo Chen frowned at him.

Fu Nanqiao closed his eyes and coughed, "Brother, have you been woken up too?"

"Ah."

A moment of silence.

Fu Nanqiao couldn't get rid of Luo Chen's handsome face, which made his ears turn red. He quickly searched for topics in his mind, and finally said, "Brother, you will help me teach Zhang Yichen a lesson later!"

Luo Chen looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "What happened to you?"

Fu Nanqiao nodded, "That's right, he didn't know what he was doing here just now, and he gave me a look before he left."

"He probably saw that we lived better than him, so he was angry."

Luo Chen lowered his eyes slightly, looking slack and tired, Fu Nanqiao glanced at it, and said softly, "Eldest brother, didn't you sleep well?"

"Although Zhang Yichen is at the late stage of Jindan, his skills are weird and weird. If you don't prepare well, if you lose face to Liangliang, will I, a senior brother, still be fooled?"

Luo Chen's current status is not due to his talent alone. He actually worked hard secretly to be no less than anyone else. He said it lightly at this time, but in fact he probably didn't sleep all night.

The competition between Zhang Yichen and Luo Chen was arranged after the internal selection, and the two sects of the outer sects were respectively arranged on the left and the right of the head of Xiuran.

Zhang Yichen looked at Luo Chen lightly with a pair of fox eyes, he didn't know whether it was winking or provocation, but Fu Nanqiao looked very uncomfortable, so he took a fan from somewhere and blocked Luo Chen's face.

Luo Chen was uncomfortable being blocked by the fan. He frowned and looked at Fu Nanqiao who shared the mat with him. The person on the opposite side winked, which was a little cute.

Luo Chen quickly realized that he was going crazy, shook his head slightly, and drove away his thoughts.

"take away."

Fu Nanqiao raised his eyebrows, and took the fan back to fan himself with a look of kindness being treated as a donkey's liver and lungs.

Fengchi, who was drinking a pot of wine next to him, glanced at the fan from the corner of his eye, put down the wine glass, and lightly drank, "Fu Nanqiao, who told you to steal my fan?!"

I didn't pay attention to the texture of this fan just now. Hearing this, Luo Chen and Fu Nanqiao both looked at it, only to realize that it was the Phoenix Feather Fan given to Feng Chi by his master Ling Yao.

Although the two people quarreled as soon as they met, their relationship was still rich. For example, whoever moved the Fengyu demon fan in Fengchi kept neither angry nor angry.

Fu Nanqiao was taken aback, and quickly took the fan with both hands and handed it to Feng Chi.

Luo Chen rested his chin with one hand and looked at Fu Nanqiao who had just turned around, "Did you make up with Xiao Zeming?"

"Ah?" Fu Nanqiao was taken aback for a moment, before reacting, he said, "It's reconciled."

"Then why didn't you ask him to arrange another mat for you, and still squeezed together with me?"

Fu Nanqiao bent the corners of his eyes, "I feel safe next to senior brother!"

Luo Chen shrugged, "Get lost."

Taking advantage of the gap between Luo Chen and Fu Nanqiao's conversation, several rounds had already taken place on stage, and the two of them didn't think it was a pity, after all, it was the first disciples who were really interesting.

Eldest brother Xin Zhuo, Jindan Qi is perfect, although his technique is strong, but he is not tactful, he refuses what Nan Qiao said, every time the Bliss Gate gets angry on Fuqiu Island, he will turn his head and vent his anger on Xin Zhuo In fact, Xin Zhuo is honest and honest, he doesn't even talk back when he gets angry, and allows others to bully him.

The third senior brother Xiao Zeming, late Jindan stage, is also Fu Nanqiao's friend. Although Luo Chen is not familiar with him, he can tell that although this person looks unruly on the surface, his city is extremely deep, and he probably can't even see Fu Nanqiao. through him.

The fourth senior brother Qin Fen, at the early stage of Jindan, is at the same level as Fu Nanqiao, his skills are not high, but he works hard.

When Qin Fen and Xiao Zeming faced each other, the people in the audience raised their spirits a little bit, and the head of the Bliss Sect's eyes darkened, knowing without thinking about how to get rid of these juniors, and then unify the fairy sect.

Luo Chen said lightly, "There is no suspense in this."

Fu Nanqiao nodded, there was indeed no suspense, not to mention that the skill level of diligence was not as high as that of Xiao Zeming, and even the aura of going on stage was a little weaker.

Qin Fen's nostrils were covered with beads of sweat, and his raised hands were trembling.

Xiao Zeming shook his head helplessly, "Little brother, hit with all your strength."

Xiao Zeming on the stage called Junior Brother, and Luo Chen in the audience also approached Fu Nanqiao and called out "Junior Brother."

Fu Nanqiao turned around, "What's wrong?"

Luo Chen put one hand on his chin, with a faint smile, "Do the two of them look like us?"

Xiao Zeming Jindan late stage = Luo Chen Yuanying early stage

Early stage of Qin Fen Jindan = Early stage of Fu Nanqiao Jindan

Fu Nanqiao deliberately pretended not to understand, "Yes, we are all juniors."