After wearing the book, I killed that heartthrob, and I succeeded in taking the position

"it's him!"

Following Qi Wenran's words, some members of the Xiahou family stepped forward and pointed to the other side, and then whispered a few words to Xiahouyi.

His voice was not low, and everyone's gazes were looking towards that side, and he soon discovered that the man's finger was exactly where Chu Chaoan and Murong Huan were standing.

Being pointed at so unreasonably by someone, Murong Huan's eyes darkened slightly, his lips were thin and sickly pale, he retracted the words that came to his lips, and turned to Xia Houyi.

"Brother Zichen, what's the meaning of this?" He could only hear his smiling voice, but now he couldn't see the slightest bit.

While speaking, all the roaring beasts on the ground turned into spots of light, scattered into the wooden plaques around the waists of everyone who participated in the killing.

Chu Chaoan recognized that the son of the Xiahou family was referring to him.

And this person was one of the few people who snatched a red thorn grass with the disciples of Cangyun sect before. Apart from the person who spoke, several other people stared at him.

It's really a narrow road.

On the other side, I heard that the only Yaozu who participated in this fight had a quarrel with them. Now that the Lord has appeared, Xia Houyi didn't care about what Murong Huan said. Instead, he turned cold and looked at Chu Chaoan, "The Yaozu ?”

It's just a demon slave next to the demon emperor.

Xia Houyi glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "It's just mediocre."

……

It was within Qi Wenran's expectation that Xiahouyi would pick quarrels and make trouble, but he chose to keep silent and stay out of the matter completely, only silently looking at Xiahouyi beside him, looking a little helpless.

Finally, Qi Wenran turned his eyes slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the people from Penglai Pavilion, and landed on the sign of Penglai Pavilion painted on the latter's clothes, his eyes froze.

They will come to look for the roaring beast's cave, and it all depends on the high grade of the roaring beast, and the points they get when killing it are naturally high.

Now, the Roaring Beast has already been climbed first, Xia Houyi didn't bother to look at it, it was just a coincidence.

It happened to be Chu Chaoan who was ahead of them.

Xia Houyi was not polite when he was pointed out by his disciples who followed him, and he treated it as a new account and old account together, and he opened his mouth with ridicule.

In the end, he turned his eyes to Murong Huan, "Lingzhi, why are you with this demon clan?"

The inside and outside of the words are full of ridicule and contempt for Chu Chaoan.

Hearing Xia Houyi's words, everyone present had different expressions.

All the disciples of Penglai Pavilion had seen Xia Houyi make a pie at the dinner that day, because Chu Chaoan's strength just rounded up the roaring beast was enough to make them feel strong.

Furthermore, Chu Chaoan didn't say a word, they didn't know what happened between the Xiahou family and him, and with Xiahouyi who was rumored to be arrogant and ostentatious, everyone in Penglai Pavilion was more inclined to Chu Chaoan.

Seeing that the young pavilion master didn't speak, the disciples of Penglai Pavilion looked at each other in blank dismay, taking their respective positions in their hearts.

However, what they don't know is that this is not the real Su Yi, of course Ting Xu won't take much care of it, and is also happy to see this kind of fighting scene.

At this moment, he just glanced back and forth at a few people, and then his gaze stayed on Qi Wenran for a few more seconds, and then he looked away in a blink of an eye.

……

Just when Xia Houyi was attacking Chu Chaoan with malice and undisguised face, Xuangu, who was connected with his divine sense, had already been shaking violently in the Zifu in Dantian, as if there was a sign of rushing out without being summoned.

But Chu Chaoan's expression was still indifferent, as if Xiahouyi was not talking about him, Xuangu's shock was suppressed by him.

At the same time, Murong Huan said lightly, with a cold voice, "Brother Zichen."

No matter how nervous Xia Houyi was, he could hear this cold address, and he stared in disbelief, "You want to protect him?"

Qi Wenran's eyes dimmed when he heard the words beside him.

"Is there some misunderstanding between you two?" Murong Huan evaded and did not answer, licking the corner of his lips, speaking neither salty nor bland.

"Misunderstanding?" Xia Houyi smiled as if he heard some joke, "He took a redthorn weed from me, is this also a misunderstanding?"

Xia Houyi scratched at Chu Chaoan with vicious eyes, he just felt that this person was just like that closed disciple of Chao Yanzong, the bullshit Wang Jun Xianzun, and he was disgusted.

It's just that the latter will deal with him pretending to be polite, and this monster clan seems to ignore him, and doesn't even glance at him.

Murong Huan raised an eyebrow.

According to him, Yu Qing doesn't seem to be able to steal people's things, and based on his understanding of Xia Houyi, things may have to be viewed backwards.

After all, he is well aware of Xia Houyi's ability to reverse black and white.

Xia Houyi was clearly enraged by Chu Chaoan's defiant attitude, and immediately pulled out the folding fan at his waist. This fan is a high-grade spiritual treasure, more than enough to fight against the Nascent Soul Stage, which undoubtedly increased his arrogance.

"Go to hell!" Xia Houyi condensed spiritual power in his hands and said loudly.

***

However, at the moment when Xia Houyi's spiritual power was released, two voices rang out at the same time.

"Brother Yi!"

"Wait a minute."

The first one was Qi Wenran's voice, he let Xia Houyi quarrel, but he would not watch him do it.

You must know that among the rules of martial arts this time, there is a rule not to hurt people.

If Qi Wenran didn't stop him, no one would be able to explain to Xiahou Tengji when he asked.

The last sound was Ting Xu who had watched half of it lively.

As the young master of the Penglai Pavilion, it is reasonable not to be involved in the scene just now, but if he watched the two people start their actions without reminding him, it would really be incompatible with his status.

Xia Houyi, who was already on the verge of eruption, lost his spiritual power because of the interruption of the two of them.

Seeing the spiritual ball brushing past his side, Chu Chaoan remained motionless, nothing could be seen on his expressionless face.

It's just a pity in my heart.

It was empty.

As incapable and furious as Xiahouyi, Chu Chaoan really didn't take him seriously, he only regarded him as a dog barking, and Xiahouyi would fight him, which was also within his expectation.

Chu Chao'an has long remembered the rules of martial arts. As long as Xia Houyi pays more attention just now, he might be able to teach this person a lesson without any effort.

Not only was the opponent's first move, but also what no one knew was that if the spiritual power hit him immediately, it would backfire the next moment, and Xia Houyi would be injured even if he didn't die.

……

In the bag that Feng Qing gave, there were not only magic tools and pills, but also life-saving talismans.

Chu Chaoan's expression remained unchanged, he took back the talisman that appeared in his hand at some unknown time, and finally looked at Xia Houyi indifferently.

Seeing that Xia Houyi was empty, Qi Wenran heaved a sigh of relief, "Brother Yi."

Explained the rules of martial arts to him, and looked at the person who spoke at the same time as him just now.

When 'Su Yi' preached, few family members went there, so everyone in Xiahou's family did not recognize him.

I saw the man wearing a green shirt, with a gentle and impressive demeanor, which made people feel good about him, and his tall figure was not inferior to everyone present.

Ting Xu didn't talk to Xia Houyi immediately.

His gaze suddenly fixed on Chu Chaoan, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

It seems that such an indifferent posture seems to be familiar, and it seems that he has seen it somewhere.

"Yu Qing..."