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

The gathering of such four heavyweights made Chu Chao'an's mood fluctuate.

In particular, Pluto is also here, and he has not received any news at all.

It can only be said that this person's whereabouts are really unpredictable.

"Yun'er?"

Jiang Jin turned his head to the side and looked at Chu Chaoan with gentle eyes. Of course, his abnormality just now couldn't be hidden from Jiang Jin, and everything was caught by the latter.

Chu Chaoan lowered his head, did not explain his reaction just now, and only called softly: "Master."

Jiang Jin looked away.

After the eyes on him were withdrawn, Chu Chaoan raised his head carefully and looked at Feng Qing and his party who were slowly walking into the center of the hall.

Seeing him coming, the owner of the Penglai Pavilion got up and greeted him, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor."

Seeing this, the female disciple beside her stepped forward to give up the position next to the pavilion master.

"Pavilion Master Cen." Feng Qing smiled casually and walked up to the head.

Cen Jinman slightly bent his lips, and his beautiful facial features were smiling, making him look more attractive and charming, "Your Majesty is willing to come here in person, it is so radiant, it is my luck in Penglai, please sit down."

The main seat is divided into two, and the owner of the Penglai Pavilion and Feng Qing are seated separately.

No one thought there was anything wrong with such an arrangement.

"Everyone came from a long way, it's been hard work..." After Cen Jinman was polite, many disciples came from outside the hall with fine wine and delicacies, and presented them one by one on the short tables in front of everyone.

Both are rare spiritual liquid fine nectar, really generous.

……

The atmosphere of the dinner party was very active.

Chu Chaoan inadvertently glanced at Feng Qing, who was sitting comfortably in the first seat, and then looked at a corner of the hall, where the Cangshan School was located.

They are all emperors, and they are treated very differently, which makes him a little funny, but he is not worried that his identity will be found out.

Beside Chu Chaoan is the head of the Immortal Sect who is having a drink with the heads of various sects. On the high pavilion, the progress bar showing '1%' is still there, and it has not moved half a minute.

The method of concealment in the underworld is extremely high, and the hand of Pluto is already at its peak.

Right now there are so many powerful people, but no one notices the slightest bit, it's really powerful.

When he came here just now, he saw monks from the Prajna Temple coming, and they all said that Buddhist cultivation is the nemesis of the underworld, so it seems that this is not necessarily the case.

I don't know who mentioned it first, "What about the rules of this fight, but the pavilion master has changed it?"

If there is no change, it will be the same as in previous years.

Cen Jinman smiled sweetly.

Seeing her smile, needless to say, is different from usual.

It aroused the interest of everyone.

"Guan Pavilion Master's smile must be different. Can you tell me so that everyone can prepare in advance." The head of a certain sect said.

The head's proposal aroused everyone's interest and spoke out one after another.

Cen Jinman made a fool of himself, "It's really different from the past..."

"Oh? Tell me quickly, so that we can hear how it goes."

The event is held once every ten years, and it is held for the No.1 sect that won the previous session. The rules are all determined by the sect that won. Although it may greatly facilitate the sect that set the rules, it is undeniable. By ability.

"Why are you in a hurry." Cen Jinman didn't say the rules because of everyone's voice.

Seeing his beautiful eyes curved, his red lips opened and closed and said: "You will know it when you are fighting."

……

Not only did the master of the Penglai Pavilion not disappoint them, but they aroused their curiosity and interest, and they wanted to know more about the rules of this year's fighting.

Although Chao Yanzong was the number one sect, he fell behind in the last competition.

Coupled with the rise of aristocratic families in recent years, many people have other thoughts.

Chu Chaoan poured himself a glass of fruit wine. It tasted sweet and sour, not greasy, very refreshing and delicious. The fresh spiritual liquid filled the mouth, slipped into the throat with a faint spiritual force, and finally flowed into the Dantian Zifu.

Just as he was about to pour the third cup, a light and elegant voice came over, "Yun'er, drink less."

Chu Chaoan tilted his head and looked at Jiang Jin.

"I'll be drunk." Jiang Jin said to him with a little smile in his eyes.

Hearing this, Chu Chao rested his mind and said, "Yes."

The cold eyes cast on him became more presumptuous, Chu Chaoan raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Houyi who was sitting opposite, the other's gaze was undisguised and vicious.

After he looked over, he saw Xia Houyi facing him with the corners of his lips curled up.

Soon, Xiahou Patriarch Xiahou Tengji, who was on his side, spoke out at this moment. He picked up a glass of wine in front of the table, and said to Jiang Jin, "I heard that Immortal Wang Jun accepted disciples. It's a pity that I couldn't attend the grand ceremony. .”

Jiang Jin smiled brightly, "Patriarch Xiahou is serious."

Only Xiahou Tengji changed the subject and raised his finger to Chu Chaoan, "This must be the disciple of the Immortal Venerable."

For a moment, only the melodious piano sound from Gaoge was left in the hall, and everyone was attracted by Xiahou Tengji's actions.

***

Jiang Jin smiled slightly and turned his head slightly, "Yun'er, I haven't seen Patriarch Xiahou yet."

Chu Chaoan nodded obediently, looked at each other, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, "I have met Patriarch Xiahou."

Xiahou Tengji chuckled twice, but did not respond for a while.

His attitude made everyone in the hall a little uncertain.

Those who are a little shrewd have already seen that Patriarch Xiahou wanted to attack Wang Jun's apprentice, but Patriarch Xiahou was too reckless, he was the first disciple of the Xianmen, how could he be allowed to provoke him.

Many people thought: Xu Shixianzun has become more and more silent these years, Xiahou Teng is afraid that he has forgotten that Wang Junxianzun's sword piercing the heavens was the same in those days, that's why he made such an attitude.

After a while, Xiahou Teng Jicai said: "Sure enough, the appearance is extraordinary, and he has already cultivated the golden core at a young age."

Chu Chaoan remained unmoved and waited for the following.

Sure enough, Xiahou Tengji's next words were, "My son Xiahouyi has heard for a long time that the apprentice of the Immortal Venerable is extremely talented, and he has long wanted to get acquainted. But there is no chance, such a grand event is rare, why not let them compete."

The purpose was exposed, Xia Houyi also stood up, folded his fan and folded his hands.

Ji Liang and the others had long been yelling behind Chu Chaoan, and they all saw the other party's malicious intentions.

"Senior Brother Lu, don't listen to him." Ji Liang whispered.

Chen Jin also leaned over and poked his head over, "Yes, ignore them!"

Many disciples echoed their words, and Jiang Jin listened to everyone's conversation.

Chu Chaoan took a moment to comfort them with a smile.

Then, he turned around and stood up from his seat.

When Xia Houyi saw him standing up, he thought that Chu Chaoan was going to fight, but he froze the next second.

"How could there be no chance?" Chu Chaoan's eyebrows were gentle, and a sincere smile floated on his delicate fair face, "Mr. Xiahou and I have already met each other twice."

……

What he said made everyone in the hall hear that there was obviously something wrong with what Patriarch Xiahou said just now, and it was not difficult to see that he was making things difficult.

Now that there is already a relationship between the two sides, how can there be such high-sounding words as "long heard" and "acquainted with each other".

After Chu Chaoan finished that sentence, he continued without a pause: "Young Master Xiahou is a generous man, and Lu Yun really admires him for contracting the Baihualou to watch the scenery as soon as he made a move."

As soon as the words "Baihualou" came out, the owner of the Penglai Pavilion, who was at the top, frowned slightly.

Xiahou Tengji also paused, and suddenly looked at Xiahouyi, whose expression changed again and again.

"What Baihualou?" Xia Hou Teng asked in a rough voice.

Before Xiahouyi could reply, Cen Jinman, who was at the top, said, "Baihualou is a scenic spot in Penglai. Today I will order my disciples to take nephew Lu Yun to see the scenery..."

For the rest, there is no need to explain.

Everyone is clear in their hearts, they have long heard that the eldest son of the Xiahou family has been favored by the head of the Xiahou family and has a domineering personality.

Judging from the few words of the Patriarch Xiahou and Chu Chaoan just now, and the voice of the Pavilion Master of the Penglai Pavilion, it can be concluded that Xiahouyi has made the next move.

Not only to invite people to watch the scenery and drive away the disciples of Chaoyanzong who were watching the scenery in Baihualou, but also deliberately made things difficult afterwards, and the method of bullying others is really inferior.

"Yi'er! Is what little friend Lu Yun said true?" Xiahou Tengji's face darkened.

"Father, that's not the case. I want to invite Brother Ran to join us..." Xia Houyi was eager to explain, but he was forced to stop talking after hearing a shout.

"Enough!" Of course Xiahou Tengji knew his son's temperament, and he became more certain when he heard the word 'Randi', "You get down for me."

Xia Houyi froze and did not move.

Qi Wenran couldn't sit still, "Father..."

……

On such a grand occasion, Xiahou Tengji couldn't do anything for Xiahouyi anymore, not to mention bullying the younger generation, but also indulged his son in the Penglai Pavilion, it was too shameful.

Seeing the father and son stalemate, Qi Wenran thought for a while and then turned to look at Xia Houyi, hoping that the latter would admit his mistake for the time being, "Brother Yi."

Xia Houyi's neck is stuck, today is a great shame and humiliation, if he really left like this, he will lose face and face.

Thinking of this, Xiahouyi glared at Chu Chaoan viciously.

Chu Chaoan looked back lightly.

"Yun'er," Jiang Jin called him, and asked in a low voice, "but have you been wronged?"

Chu Chaoan shook his head, frowned and said, "No."

Jiang Jin looked at him carefully, "That's good."

When the atmosphere in the hall became a little weird because of the father and son of the Xiahou family, a lazy voice sounded, "Tsk."

Feng Qing snorted lightly, "So you don't need to apologize for bullying others?"

His sentence clearly pointed out Xiahou Tengji's act of protecting his parents and children.

Chu Chaoan glanced up.

Feng Qing didn't look at him, and the jade fan in his hand turned lightly, very agilely.

Seeing his nonchalant appearance, Chu Chaoan snorted and looked at the folding fan in Xiahouyi's hand.

With his identity as a personal demon slave, it is not difficult to guess what.

Feng Qing doesn't like anyone like him.

It's time to lose Xiahouyi's fan.

Chu Chaoan lowered his eyes.

……

On the other side, Xia Houyi was targeted by the Demon Emperor for no reason, and his face turned pale.

Xiahou Tengji didn't care about his face anymore, he immediately kicked Xiahouyi, kicking him staggeringly, "You still haven't apologized to little friend Lu Yun!"

Xia Houyi almost fell to the ground, so he could only grit his teeth and said to Chu Chaoan, "Offended."

Being able to say this sentence is already Xia Houyi's limit.

After all, the yellow figure moved slightly, and he quickly mobilized his spiritual power and left the hall.

The hall became peaceful again, but there was a little low air pressure around Xiahou's family.

Feng Qing yawned.

"Your Majesty is tired?" Cen Jinman asked at the right time.

Penglai Pavilion has a good relationship with Chao Yanzong, which is why she spoke just now.

Chu Chaoan looked over, his nerves tensed up a bit.

"A little bit." Feng Qing raised his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly thought of something.

He said: "Tomorrow, how about sending demons to participate in the martial arts battle?"

Hearing Feng Qing's words, Chu Chao'an felt a 'thump' in his heart, with a vague premonition.

Then came his next sentence.

"The emperor has a personal demon slave, who is suitable for his age, and the power of his blood is not bad, so I want him to compare with it."