This time, Qian Hongxiao was really annoyed, "Stinky bastard, don't be ashamed! As early as in Tianxiang Tower, thousands of people sleep on the bed of thousands of people. This young master has taken a fancy to you because you have been cultivating it for several lifetimes You are a good fortune. Just because you are a piece of trash from the Minlu world, do you really think that you can enter the big sect through selection? Let me tell you, if you obediently follow this young master, this young master may still allow you to be my concubine Entering the Lihuo Sect..."
Without saying a word, Muyan flicked her fingers in the void.
Obviously there is no Tianmoqin, but the sound of the piano can be heard in the air.
Immediately afterwards, countless sword blades flew towards Qian Hongxiao.
Pa pa pa pa, these sword blades did not kill Qian Hongxiao, but they slapped his mouth and tongue again and again.
In just a moment, Qian Hongxiao's mouth swelled into a sausage mouth.
Even my tongue was numb and swollen, and I couldn't speak a word.
He stared at Muyan in shock and anger, and made an indistinct sound with his mouth open.
Muyan sneered and said, "Your mouth is too dirty, so I'll clean it for you. If you think it's not enough, I don't mind working hard again."
As she spoke, she hung her hands in the air, as if she wanted to play again.
Qian Hongxiao was frightened out of his wits, screamed, and ran away scrambling.
Wei Zi came back with the things and ingredients to build the tent, and saw the back of Qian Hongxiao who left in a panic, and couldn't help asking: "Miss, who is that?"
Muyan curled her lips, "A psychopath."
Wei Zi didn't care, and immediately became busy like a hardworking bee.
She is very useless, she can't help the young lady with anything, but at least she can serve the young lady comfortably.
Muyan lowered her eyes slightly looking at the direction Qian Hongxiao left.
People from the Li Fire Sect... It seems that this time the sect selection, she will have some troubles if she wants to enter the Li Fire Sect.
But what about trouble
Muyan sneered, she was always good at cleaning up troubles.
If you want to achieve your goal, you have to compromise and make a compromise.
She would rather use the sword to wipe out all the obstacles in front of her.
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The next day, the selection of Zongmen disciples officially started.
The primary selection of the first level is very simple, which is to test the attributes and levels of spiritual roots.
The Windless Square, which had already been lively in the past few days, was even more crowded at this time, densely packed with people.
Of course, not all of these people came to participate in the selection of the sect.
Because the conditions for sect selection are usually very harsh.
Even if it is from the outer school, even if it is the first round of audition, it must be at least third-class spiritual root or above.
Many people actually came to watch the excitement.
Of course, there are also those young men and women who hope to find a young talent with outstanding talent to be a pair of monks.
Even some people with mixed spiritual roots and ordinary talents are willing to serve as concubines for these young talents.
Some young women will throw fruit and flowers at the sight of handsome youths, eager to attract the attention of the other party.
Muyan stood in the crowd, watching this lively and interesting scene, she couldn't speak coke.
She said that the people in mainland China are open to comprehension, and the girls are all enthusiastic and wanton!
There was "Emperor, I'm Pregnant with Your Child" in the past, and Jiang Xinyu boldly begged for a promise in the future.
Now these girls look like they can't wait to snatch young talents home.
Just watching with relish, the crowd suddenly burst into enthusiastic screams.
"Ah, that boy is so handsome!"