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

Martial Dou is originally for young heroes under the age of a hundred to participate, but adding another quota is nothing important, and in addition to Martial Dou, there is no limit other than the age of monks, of course Feng Qing's request, Cen Jinman, will not refuse.

It's just that this is the first time that there are monster races participating in the martial arts in the event.

Seeing that she agreed, Feng Qing flicked her sleeves, satisfied.

The two did not shy away from their conversation, and the disciples of all sects in the palace knew that there would be a demon clan joining them in the battle in the future.

Chu Chaoan took a deep breath, and his thoughts were churning.

Feng Qing wanted him to participate in the martial arts, and at the same time, he had to compete for the ranking as the first disciple of Immortal Master Wang Jun and the closed disciple...

"Is there really no clone technique?" Chu Chao calmed down and calmly asked the system in his mind.

[System: None. 】

Chu Chaoan smirked in his heart, and for the first time threw away his restraint, and cursed, "Trash."

The system did not respond any more, and fell silent.

Its system program does not install the curse function.

***

Xiahou Tengji heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the Demon Emperor had finally stopped looking at this side. He only thought that the Yaozu always did what they wanted, and presumably it was just because they made too much noise just now, so that the other party noticed this side.

After thinking about this, Xiahou Tengji resumed his previous aloof attitude as the head of the aristocratic family.

Qi Wenran who was behind him thought again and again, but still stood up, cupped his hands and bowed to Xiahou Tengji, and took the initiative to take the blame: "Father, it's all Wen Ran's fault."

Hearing that he changed his name again, Xia Hou Teng gave him a reproachful look, "You and I, father and son, why are we so divided?"

Simply raising his hand, Xiahou Tengji's face turned dark: "It's all a good thing caused by that rebellious son."

Qi Wenran wanted to say something more for Xia Houyi, "Brother Yi, he..."

Before the words finished, Xiahou Tengji interrupted, "Okay, you go back and sit down."

Qi Wenran's jade-like face seemed to be shrouded in a halo. At this moment, his eyelids were half drooping, and he was standing upright in a yellow shirt. His thin figure made him look a little lonely, and he was about to walk back with a slight movement of his feet.

The Xiahou family is the head of the family, and the place where Qi Wenran is standing is just close to the head.

His actions were not only clearly seen by Chu Chaoan who was sitting across from him, but also fell into the eyes of the superiors.

Chu Chaoan only hurriedly glanced at the people beside him, only to see that Jiang Jin's fingertips holding the porcelain cup in his hand were distinct from root to root, and the slightly bulging veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible.

At that moment, someone poked him in the back.

It was Ji Liang and the others.

……

Chu Chaoan turned his head, and the two immediately winked at him, which was a little funny.

"What's wrong?" Chu Chaoan pretended not to know, and asked softly.

Ji Liang raised his forehead, and Chen Jin also lamented.

The two wanted Brother Lu to look at Dian Zun and pay attention to the other's expression now.

It should be known that in a discussion between the major aristocratic families and a hundred families of immortals a few years ago, this young master Xia Houran was praised by many people.

Similarly, this is also the reason why Xiahou Tengji would take a fancy to Qi Wenran.

Qi Wenran reappeared in front of people with a changed face. He was no longer the cowardly and incompetent son of the Qi family who was quietly sent away, but Xiahou Tengji had his eyes on him.

After his great glory, as Ji Liang and his two knew, even Wang Jun Xianzun, who was rumored to be the head of Yanzong in the dynasty and the head of hundreds of immortal sects, had the heart of accepting him as a disciple.

But things are far more simple than they know. Thinking of the introduction of that book, Chu Chaoan still remembers it fresh.

The green progress bar that jumps from time to time in the hall has already explained everything.

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With eye reminders and vivid facial expressions, Ji Liang and Chen Jin can only do so much. Here, my lord, as disciples, they can’t be criticized. Finally, I voted for Chu Chaoan, "We can only help so far." Sight.

When Chu Chaoan turned around, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and the care he showed for the two of them was very rewarding.

After seeing the warmth and warmth of people, as long as the people around him show any kindness to him, he can accurately harvest it and keep it in his heart.

……

Seeing that Qi Wenran was about to go back to take his seat, Ji Liang and the others stared at him, deeply disturbed by the previous rumors, afraid that His Majesty would suddenly want to accept another disciple.

However, just as he took his seat.

The previous lazy voice came out again, "Patriarch Xiahou."

Feng Qing's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked towards the Xiahou family. She leaned back slightly on the head seat as if she had no bones, her hands were casually hanging on the armrests, and her red sleeves were hanging down.

With the light blow of the jade fan, he said with a smile: "This is Mr. Xiahouran."

At the beginning, Qi Wenran became famous as Xiahouran of the Xiahou family, and Feng Qing also heard about this, the glorious son of a fairy.

When Xiahou Tengji heard the words, under the thick eyebrows, a pair of dark eyes quickly flashed an unclear expression, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor knows Gouzi?"

Before Feng Qing could reply, he had already said again, "But, come here, I have seen His Majesty the Demon Emperor."

When Qi Wenran heard Xiahou Tengji's words, he paused and stepped forward, "Of course, I have seen His Majesty the Demon Emperor."

Many people looked at the young man in yellow shirt who was standing still in the field, and Chu Chaoan also threw a glance.

Feng Qing's eyes turned to the people in the palace.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the man's brows and eyes raised slightly, and he smiled slowly at him, his eyes curved.

Feng Qing paused, raised her finger, and the end of the jade fan drew an arc in the air, and said with a light smile, "She really is a rare beauty."

……

The huge hall was suddenly attracted by the sound of discussion coming from the front.

Hearing Feng Qing's words, many sect disciples sighed in their hearts, guessing what His Majesty the Demon Emperor wanted to do.

If it were someone else, a man was called a 'beauty', and he must have expressed dissatisfaction long ago, but Qi Wenran just smiled lightly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your praise."

His attitude is gentle, just like his name.

However, the current him is called Xia Houran.

Thinking about the collapse of the Qi family, Qi Wenran's deeply hidden eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.

And the source of all this was vented on one person.

It's just that one person, whose whereabouts are still unknown.

Little did he know that at this very moment Qi Wenran wished that the person who would be skinned and dismantled was right beside him.

Chu Chaoan had a panoramic view of the interaction between Feng Qing and Qi Wenran, and thought he could see something else.

What I didn't expect was that after the whole dinner, Feng Qing and Qi Wenran just said this sentence, nothing else.

And Jiang Jin also did not have a verbal conversation with Qi Wenran.

Not to mention the other two.

The Mozun sat far away in a corner of the Cangshan School, out of touch with the aristocratic family; the same was true for the Pluto, who hid in the high pavilion and never even showed his face.

As the dinner party dissipated, people from the various sects left in an orderly manner, and Chu Chaoan was pulled behind by Ji Liang and the others.

"Senior brother Lu, did you see your lord's expression just now?" Chen Jin asked in a low voice.

Chu Chaoan looked at him: "Huh?"

Ji Liang explained to him what they wanted to say when they winked, and got an answer that the latter didn't understand at all, "Ah, we thought..."

It turned out that Senior Brother Lu didn't understand their eyes at all.

Just as they were talking, the three walked out of the hall.

There was a gnashing of teeth: "Lu Yun!"

Chu Chaoan looked sideways, and it was Xia Houyi who was standing at the corner of the path, looking over with a vicious look.