Gululu!
At this moment, Xiao Yan was snoring like thunder and fell into a deep sleep.
Even while sleeping, there was still saliva flowing out from the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth.
"Bastard stuff!"
boom!
With a slap on the table, the anger in Yao Lao's heart broke out completely: "Xiao Yan, you... give me up!"
"Huh? Have you eaten?"
Whoosh!
Xiao Yan opened his eyes, trot a little, and went straight to the cafeteria.
The speed is so fast, the medicine is old and amazing.
When Yao Lao woke up, Xiao Yan's figure completely disappeared without a trace.
grass!
boom!
The white beard shook, and Yao old-fashioned threw the teacup directly on the ground, and it fell apart.
Yes, I reprimanded the disciple for a long time and said it for nothing.
…
Under the waterfall, a towering young man was carrying a huge boulder, practicing his sword against the waterfall.
This young man has eight pack abdominal muscles and is very handsome, not angry and prestigious.
Even with a boulder, the speed of his sword dance is still very fast.
"The world of martial arts, everything will not be destroyed, everything will not be broken, only fast will not be broken."
Wow!
A middle-aged scribe suddenly appeared on the shore, admiringly said.
"Master."
Wow!
The young man stepped on the water wave and quickly came to the shore, kneeling respectfully at the feet of the middle-aged scribe.
"Haoran, you are my representative of Zhengyitang. This time you will surely live up to the expectations and be a blockbuster."
Stroking his beard, the middle-aged scribe, said with a smile.
"I have practiced righteous qi songs for many years. If I can win the championship this time, it will definitely shine."
The young man clasped his fists and said with a confident expression on his face.
"Okay, well said."
The middle-aged scribe nodded and laughed and said: "I have been in a quiet place for many years. It is time for the world to see the power."
…
Everywhere, all directions are moving!
Numerous arrogances, talents, swordsmanship-Shushan!
This day will not be too long!
…
Boom!
On this day, with a loud noise, the ground of the Eighth Mountain began to tremble violently.
"What's the situation?" Little Brother Huang Mao woke up from his deep sleep, and was a little surprised to find the surroundings.
However, this vibration came quickly, but also quickly.
After everyone woke up, all the abnormalities had completely disappeared.
Fortunately, it is dead at night, so not many people know it.
"It seems that everything is my illusion." The little brother Huang Mao shook his head and continued to snore into a deep sleep.
What no one found was that a majestic shadow wearing a half-piece, golden mask turned and disappeared.
This person is—Deng Jiuling!
Hululu!
Standing on the top of the Eighth Mountain, Deng Jiuling stood against the wind, looking very chic.
At this moment, the full moon was in the sky, and it was already late at night.
But Deng Jiuling's breath is still strong, even majestic.
From the inside, the dantian is like a hot sun, and the golden glow is shining.
Under the scorching sun, there is an endless sea.
Dan Hai, success!
"The Divine Art of the Earth is really amazing. I practiced for a few days, and finally rushed out of the Pill Sea before the Battle of Shushan."
Stepping on the top of the mountain, Deng Jiuling is full of fierceness and self-confidence.
Although Deng Jiuling's cultivation base is still the pinnacle of the Ninth Stage.
However, Deng Jiuling's dantian is already comparable to half-step power.
Even ordinary half-step power, Dantian is not as strong as Deng Jiuling!
"As long as this battle of the mountain of books, you can win the first place."
"Then, I can ask the sect to take away the thousand-year-old squirrel."
"As soon as the golden leopard gets my hands, my martial arts will be able to break through and officially enter the half-step state."
"At that time, it was my true identity, which was known by the people of Dalin Temple."
"Neither do I need to continue to fear anyone!"
This is Deng Jiuling's self-confidence!
Dan Hai is 10%, even in the martial arts holy land Dalin Temple, Deng Jiuling is no longer an ant!
Even if he encounters a half-step great power, Deng Jiuling finally has the qualifications to fight for one!
This battle of Shushan is when Deng Jiuling rises!
Tomorrow will be the day of the Battle of Shushan!
Tomorrow will be a new day!
…
The dawn of the second day finally came.
The disciples from the outer gates of the various halls came one after another.
"The black man is really handsome."
"Young man in white, my male god."
When the double arrogance of the Western Regions came, many beautiful women in the hall talked a lot and looked excited.
Among the halls, even some of the inner sect elder sisters, dressed up beautifully, came to the book mountain to join in the fun.
Everyone knows that the disciples in this War of the Mountain of Books are all very good and generally have very good qualities.
These elder sisters naturally have to take the opportunity to start and choose their favorite younger brothers.
As for the brothers of the inner door, almost no one came.
nonsense!
No one knows that Lan Jian and the eldest grandson Yue'er are both status-respect, and they can't be picked up at all.
If you can't tease, why bother to be boring
And after today, Ermei will step into the inner door and meet every day, so why rush for a while
"Senior Sister Lan Jian is here." A cry of exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.
As soon as the voice fell, a blue skirt was fluttering, and the blue sword came in curvaceously, surrounded by a group of Xuanbingtang and female disciples.
"It's so beautiful."
"The figure is super good, which makes people enviable."
With the arrival of Blue Sword, not only the male disciples drooled.
Even the female disciples were stunned with envy, jealousy and hatred.
It's a stunning beauty!
It is in Dalin Temple that there are many beautiful women.
But Dalin Temple, after all, is the holy land of martial arts.
Here, in addition to beauty, martial arts is more important.
Blue sword martial arts is good, long sexy and beautiful, born winner in life.
However, what no one knows is that Lan Jian was once a slave and was almost ruined by Long San Gongzi.
Only the young man with a scar on his face, who used his life as shelter, brought the glory of Blue Sword today.
Lan Jian's appearance was cold, and he refused to start a conversation with anyone.
But Lan Jian was looking forward to it, expecting him to come here.
But Lan Jian waited for a long time, but his beautiful eyes were a little dim.
"Although the son is strong, he is a handyman after all. Today's inner door advancement, he shouldn't come."
With a faint sigh, Lan Jian's eyes suddenly became a little sad.
"Miss Lan Jian, give it to you."
The black man walked over gracefully with the rose.
"Xiao Yan."
Blue Sword and Young Master Sombra passed by, walking towards the newly arrived child excitedly.
Black boy: "..."
"My son, this bitch is too much." The curly-haired boy on the side said with a sneer.
"Huh." Throwing the rose on the ground, the black man's face was a little gloomy.
"Sister-in-law, don't ask me, I haven't been to the Seventh Mountain for a long time, and I don't know how the boss is doing."
The little fat man rubbed his hands and said with a wry smile: "My master wouldn't let me find the boss. I slipped away several times, but the master caught him back."
"Hey." Lan Jian sighed faintly, not speaking.
Soon, in a green dress, a graceful and smiling beauty came over under the leadership of the Lord Guanyin.
So beautiful!
Originally, the appearance of the blue sword was already amazing.
And this little beauty, her lordosis and back curl, is even more amazing.
Especially the pair of'beautiful' legs are even more impressive, and the eyes are straight.
If it weren't for the little beauty, there was still the cold Guanyin Hall Master, some Tianjiao would be ready to strike up a conversation.
"Is that Gongsun Yue'er?"
"It's so beautiful."
There was a commotion among the disciples, and they were all excited.
Even the black-clothed boy and the white-clothed boy looked straight, and their eyes moved along with those'beautiful' legs.
"My son, just these legs can let me play for three years." Holding Jianxia Xiaotong, gulping droolingly, said excitedly.
"Little boy, Mao is not Zhangquan, what do you know." The white-clothed boy said angrily.
Having said that, the young man in white still swallowed his saliva.
So beautiful!
It can be called a peerless stunner!
It's just a pity that Gongsun Yueer wears a hat and a veil covering her face, making it hard to see her true face.
With all eyes in full view, the grandson Yue'er walked up to Lan Jian's side.
This is the first time that the two beauties of Outer Gate have met each other.
His eyes were facing each other, Blue Sword's eyes were tingling, and he keenly felt the hostility from the girl in the green skirt.
"Miss Yue'er, we... should be, the first time we met?"
Dai's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the blue sword exhaled like orchids, somewhat inexplicable.
Lan Jian can be certain that he and his grandson Yue'er have never met.
But the hostility of the eldest grandson Yue'er could be keenly felt even by Xiao Yan, who was stupid.
"Lan Jian, I heard that you are Xiao Jiu's woman, aren't you?" Zhu lips lightly opened, and the grandson Yue'er said coldly.
"If my son needs it, Lan Jian can be a woman for him." Lan Jian nodded and did not deny it.
The sound fell, and the hearts of countless teenagers, like glass, cracked and shattered.
"My son, calm down, be calm."
Looking at the black man with a crooked nose, the second generation of curly hair quickly said.
"Humph 1"
The black man's face was gloomy, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
The white man's face is not very pretty.
Many Tianjiao are filled with righteous indignation and want to kill.
The eldest grandson Yue'er was also taken aback, and then said: "I didn't expect you to be a woman with a true temperament. I won't kill you this time."
After speaking, the eldest grandson Yue'er moved lightly and left.
"Inexplicable." Lan Jian rolled his beautiful eyes, and didn't understand what was going on.
Naturally, Lan Jian would not know that Yue'er, the eldest grandson, was the former, the Lord of the Second Mountain-Guanyin Slave!
Avalokitesvara slave, this is the code name given to the eldest grandson Yue'er by Venerable Avalokitesvara.
In fact, the Guanyin slave is the eldest lady of the eldest grandson family.
Venerable Guanyin is also the elder of the grandson family.
Even the Lord Guanyin is the eldest grandson of the compound surname.
The Changsun family is a very strong family among Dalin Temple.
The power of this family is mainly concentrated in Guanyintang.
The Guanyintang is mostly female disciples, but there are also many male disciples.
But in the Guanyintang, the male disciples' disciples are not very tall.
Once a woman of the Changsun clan combines with a man, if she gives birth to a son, she will be listed as a key disciple of Guanyintang.
If a woman is born, she must follow her mother's surname and enjoy the best education.
The eldest grandson Yue'er is a mother, but the most talented strange woman among the eldest grandsons.
It's a pity that this woman died in childbirth when she gave birth to her grandson, Yue'er.
Just as the eldest grandson Yue'er, thinking of some past events.
A teenager wearing a half golden mask appeared at the foot of Shushan...