"I don't have the ability to chase women, but came to threaten me. Master Fuhu's closed disciple is really admirable. Admiration."
Hearing that, Deng Jiuling smiled, laughing disdainfully.
"You..." Hearing this, the boy was furious.
"Forget it."
The white-clothed boy waved his hand, disdainfully said: "For a while, the outer door advanced competition, this boy will understand what is awesome."
go!
Wow!
After finishing speaking, the white-clothed son was surrounded by the second generation and left in a mighty manner.
"This Xiao Jiu is really awesome."
"Tsk tusk, the double pride of the Western Regions is going to kill people, it's awesome."
"It doesn't matter whether the ring is alive or not, this kid is dead."
There was a commotion among the disciples, and there was a lot of discussion.
Many people looked at Deng Jiuling, full of mockery.
"The son." A sound of heaven sounded quickly.
Then, a beautiful beauty in a blue dress put one end in Deng Jiuling's arms.
The world stood still for an instant, and the whole audience could breathe.
Quiet!
The audience is deadly quiet!
At this moment, in the huge Jingwu Hall, hundreds of disciples all fell into deathly silence.
Blue Sword is the goddess of the Ninth Mountain, worshipped by countless disciples.
Such a sexy enchantment actually fell into the arms of the "ugly man" Deng Jiuling in full view.
day!
This... incredible!
Click!
The white-clothed boy stepped down angrily, and the steel faucet on the side was directly twisted by the kick.
The black man's eyes were gloomy, and his face was a bit ugly.
There has always been a legend about Lan Jian and Deng Jiuling, and they have a close relationship.
But before today, all the disciples felt that it was just a legend.
But today...
Cheating!
Such a good piece of beautiful meat is actually stuck on top of cow dung
by!
In an instant, sharp gazes converged into flowing water and fell on Deng Jiuling.
Even the third brother Xuan, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but shudder, feeling the majestic murderous aura.
Lan Jian was a little excited, but immediately realized that there was something wrong with the occasion.
Lan Jian quickly left Deng Jiuling's arms, his pretty face flushed a little.
"Where is Miss Feixue?" Deng Jiuling was a little curious.
As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Feixue, the goddess of the public, appeared in the Jingwu Hall, dressed in white and holding a three-foot green peak.
Zhou Feixue is the goddess of the masses of the Seventy-two Mountain and the dream lover of countless disciples.
With the arrival of Zhou Feixue, Deng Jiuling keenly discovered that the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became fiery.
Although Lan Jian is also beautiful, she is a disciple of Xuan Bingtang, and her status is too high.
All the disciples admired Lan Jian, but knew that Lan Jian would go to a high position and did not dare to mess around.
However, Zhou Feixue was destined to stay in Ninth Mountain because of his qualifications.
Such a superb beauty, with high martial arts, good talent, and so beautiful, who doesn't like it
Even in the Jingwu Hall, several elderly deacons couldn't help but breathe shortly, and their faces squinted.
So beautiful!
On weekdays, Zhou Feixue always has no makeup and never dresses up.
But today's Zhou Feixue painted very delicate makeup, which is amazing.
So beautiful!
Even the boy in black was stunned, his saliva almost dripped.
At this moment, the black man finally understood why the white man was so obsessed with Zhou Feixue.
This girl, even with those legs, can play for three years.
"My son, Miss Feixue is here." The boy holding the sword, grumbled his saliva and said excitedly.
"Miss Feixue."
With a handsome smile on his face, the young man in white is handsome, holding a rose in his hand, and walking quickly towards Zhou Feixue.
But unexpectedly...
Zhou Feixue didn't even look at the white-clothed boy, but with cold eyes, like an iceberg, passing him by.
"My son, Miss Feixue has this character, he treats any man like this, don't be sad." Holding Jian Xiaotong quickly persuaded.
"Naturally, I won't worry, hum." The white-clothed boy said with a stiff smile and depressed.
Zhou Feixue, it's too cold.
Among the Seventy-two Mountains, there are many palace masters who have pursued Zhou Feixue.
But whatever precious gifts they gave, they were thrown directly into the trash can by Zhou Feixue.
There are even legends that among the seventy-two halls, there are some outstanding disciples who take the initiative to pursue Zhou Feixue.
But Zhou Feixue just smiled and ignored it.
The young man in white is the closed disciple of Venerable Fuhu. He is respected and destined to go to the top in the future.
Moreover, the young man in white fell in love with Zhou Feixue at first sight, which was really emotional.
After seeing Zhou Feixue, the white-clothed boy was shocked as a heavenly man.
But unexpectedly...
Zhou Feixue ignored the final result
by!
Although the white-clothed boy was smiling at the moment, he was crying in his heart.
With all eyes in full view, Zhou Feixuelian moved lightly and quickly walked to Deng Jiuling.
"The son." Zhou Feixue bowed and smiled at Deng Jiuling.
This smile is affectionate and full of affection.
Rumble!
a bolt from the blue!
All the disciples who watched this scene were suddenly stunned.
The boy in black has a crooked nose.
The white-clothed boy suddenly saw murderous intent in his eyes.
"Hall Master Feixue actually ignored the Venerable Disciple and went to please a handyman instead?"
"Although Xiao Jiu is the Lord of the Seventh Mountain Palace, he is not good at martial arts, and he is ugly, so why?"
There was a commotion among the disciples, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Miss Feixue, is this young man inferior to Xiao Jiu?"
When Zhou Feixue refused in public and was defeated by Deng Jiuling, the white-clothed boy suddenly became angry.
"Brother Baiyi, you are really good. I believe you will find the most suitable girl."
Zhou Feixue frowned slightly and said coldly.
Even if Zhou Feixue frowned, it was still so beautiful in the eyes of Young Master Baiyun.
However, the meaning contained in Zhou Feixue's words made the white man's face look like ashes.
I was sent a good person card!
And still send good people cards in public!
And the most important thing is that Zhou Feixue's smile is actually only for the white-clothed boy, the most despised Deng Jiuling.
by!
With a flick of his nose, the young man in white, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, suddenly wanted to cry.
"My son, don't cry, shame." The little slave holding the sword quickly persuaded.
While speaking, there was also a touch of sad tears in the eyes of the sword-holding slave.
Too Nima hit people!
Lan Jian and Zhou Feixue, these two goddesses, are actually so close to Deng Jiuling
by!
At this moment, hundreds of disciples felt that they had been hit.
Everyone knows that Zhou Feixue is a face-controller and an appearance association.
But Deng Jiuling's skewered ears and a scar on his face were ugly to death.
by!
When everyone was sad, Xiao Yan, the old disciple of Yao, appeared in the Jingwu Hall.
"Boss." The little fat man went all the way to Deng Jiuling.
What
Old... Boss
Damn it!
The elder disciple of Tangtang Medicine Refining Hall is actually Deng Jiuling's younger brother
This incident, in fact, has always been legendary.
But the disciples did not believe it.
Now, all the disciples, believe it!
That's awesome!
In an instant, no matter where Deng Jiuling went, he became the focus of the audience.
Even the limelight of the Western Regions Shuangjiao was overshadowed by Deng Jiuling for a while.
However, for Deng Jiuling's awesomeness, none of the disciples caught a cold.
Because all the disciples knew that Deng Jiuling would be killed by the Western Regions Shuangjiao in today's Outer Sect Advanced Tournament!
"Quiet!" An old and majestic voice resounded across the sky in an instant.
When the voice fell, Deacon Tiger walked in with a Deacon Jinpao.
"Deacon Long is here."
"It seems that today's outer door promotion competition is not easy."
"Nonsense, I heard that this year's top three have huge rewards, and the rewards are even stronger than those of the inner door."
"For the egg, the reward is reserved for the Western Regions Shuangjiao and Xiao Yan."
There was a commotion and discussion, and they were a little bit sour.
The majestic old man who just spoke was Deacon Long.
The disciples of the Seventy-two Mountain are all under the management of the Hall of Handymen.
On weekdays, the person responsible for dealing with the disciples is Deacon Tiger.
But the head of the Hall of Handymen is not Deacon Tiger.
Deacon Tiger is at best a senior part-time worker.
The real authority of the handyman hall is in the hands of Deacon Long.
Deacon Long is not only a deacon in the Hall of Handymen, but also an executive of the outer door.
For most of the year, Deacon Long was at the outer door and rarely came to the Seventy-two Mountain.
To be honest, the senior officials of Dalin Temple despise the Seventy-two Mountain disciples.
Because in the eyes of higher-ups, the disciples of the Seventy-two Mountain are just incompetent handymen.
However, the senior executives still attach great importance to the annual outer door advanced competition.
What no one knows is that, in fact, the advanced qualifications will be met directly by the senior management.
Although this seems unfair.
But in fact, this is not the case.
Because high-level officials will look at the data and circle key disciples.
The default is to prevent these, talented and outstanding disciples from unexpectedly advancing.
If it wasn't for the internal reasons, how could this year's Outer Door Advanced Tournament be so rewarding.
Because these rewards are also preset!
In the advanced competitions of previous years, the hosts were all Tiger Deacons.
But this year, Deacon Long came.
This shows that this year's Outer Door Advanced Tournament is very important.
Nonsense, the arrogance of the Western Regions, that is a rare arrogant in a thousand years!
Although Xiao Yan was in handyman duties, his reputation was a bit bad.
However, from the perspective of the Dalin Temple senior management, since Xiao Yan can be recognized by Yao Lao, this talent must be very good.
"Elder Fuhu, here."
"Elder Jianglong, here!"
"Elder Xuanbing, here!"
"Elder Bing, here!"
Accompanied by the excitement of singing and singing, the atmosphere of the entire Jingwu Hall instantly became fiery.
"God, this time the Outer Sect Advanced Tournament, the four great elders actually came."
"It's no wonder that Deacon Dragon will come. It turned out to be to welcome the four elders."
There was a commotion among the disciples, and they seemed to understand.
Four of the middle-level leaders of the 72nd Hall came all at once.
"Elders, please."
Deacon Long smiled, and Pi Dian Pi Dian greeted him.
The four elders were expressionless and sat directly on the guest table.
"Who is Xiao Jiu?" Elder Xuan Bing said.
"Xiao Jiu, who is it?" Elder Fuhu also spoke.
"Point to it, which is Xiao Jiu." Elder Jiang Long also spoke.
When the three elders said these words, the audience was shocked...