The four major sects did not have a contact point in Chaocheng, after all, Chaocheng was still too small relatively speaking, and this kind of small city had no strategic significance for a giant like the four major sects.

Song Xiaoyao stayed in a local five-star hotel, and it was also the only five-star hotel.

The hotel environment is not bad, but Song Xiaoyao has no intention of dissipating.

"Bell bell!"

The phone on the desktop suddenly rang.

Song Xiaoyao picked it up and looked at it, and saw a familiar name.

Second Senior Brother.

The second senior brother of Wuji Xuan, although he is only ranked second, this is only the order of entry.

And in fact, the three words "Second Senior Brother" have almost always been an invincible existence in Wuji Xuan, and it is still the same!

Hua Le Yu, the true son of Wuji Xuan's No. 1 ranking, a little saint!

Will Hua Le Yu call me?

Song Xiaoyao looked a little stunned.

Although the two are in the same door, they don't have much intersection.

What's more, Song Xiaoyao felt a very secret, but very strong hostility from him.

Hua Leyu has always been the first holy son of Wuji Xuan, and he is also the invincible existence with the most outstanding talent.

But the emergence of Song Xiaoyao has gradually broken this sign.

After two and a half years of entry, he entered the sainthood from mortal body!

This terrifying progress made Hua Leyu feel a serious crisis.

When he cultivated, he was more devoted and more desperate.

But here's the problem...... Sometimes talent is not something that can be replaced by hard work!

There was no deliberate competition, but when Song Xiaoyao practiced step by step, Hua Leyu found that this kid was a little terrifying when he caught up from behind.

It was like a race, and he had opened up enough safety distance and maintained a fast enough forward speed, but a perverted guy behind him suddenly made a late effort and lunged. No matter how much he accelerated, the distance between the two sides was still being shortened......

"Second Senior Brother. ”

On the other end of the phone, Song Xiaoyao called respectfully.

After all, Hua Leyu is the first saint son, and he is also a saint in the Xiaocheng realm, and there is a faint tendency to enter the Dacheng realm.

Before he grew up completely, Song Xiaoyao didn't dare to snub him at all.

"Senior brother, I heard that you are in Chaocheng?"

"Yes, come over and take care of some personal matters. Song Xiaoyao replied honestly.

Of course, no one knows if he is really as respectful as he appears to be.

"Well, come out and sit down and introduce a few friends to you. ”

"Oh, you're also in Chaocheng?" Song Xiaoyao was a little surprised.

"Well, it was two days ago. Come on, King West is drunk. Hua Leyu's tone carried a commanding domineering.

Song Xiaoyao pondered for a while, and finally agreed.

On the other end of the phone, Hua Leyu put down the phone, and her face was very calm.

A charming woman in her thirties next to her smiled softly and said, "This junior brother is the new demon genius of your sect who is known as a once-in-a-lifetime demon?"

Hua Leyu nodded slowly, with a look of joy or sadness on his face, no one could see what he was thinking in his heart.

The charming woman couldn't help but be moved.

Wuji Xuan's new saint son Song Xiaoyao, she naturally heard it, and heard that it was a natural chosen talent that is difficult to come out of ten thousand years, from mortal body to sainthood, it only took two and a half years!

Two and a half years!

For ordinary people, it is already very good to be able to go from a mortal body to a small martial artist, and that little ghost has directly entered the saint!

A short man with a big head and a wide mouth next to the charming woman sneered: "What kind of genius that is rare in 10,000 years, aren't they all blown out!?genius!?There are still fewer geniuses in the history of Dahua martial arts?But which one is the most talented person who finally stepped on the top of the martial arts!?"

An elegant thirty-year-old man beside him also nodded in agreement: "Indeed, talent is not everything, sometimes, the mind is more important. Song Xiaoyao's fame, I've also heard of it, I don't know what the talent is, but as far as I know, this kid is too sharp. A person like this, no matter how talented he is, whether he can grow up or not is another matter. ”

Hua Leyu looked at the elegant man lightly, and said unhappily: "Brother Wei is cautious. My junior brother has excellent talent, and he has the protection of the sect, and in a few days, he will become a dragon and a phoenix in adulthood, and he will soar into the sky! Everyone, about my junior brother's affairs, I hope you don't talk nonsense!"

The man named Brother Wei, whose real name is Wei Zhe, is a rare well-known loose cultivator in Dahua, and the other charming woman Miao Qiniang, as well as the big-headed and wide-mouthed man, are called the "Three Monsters of Nanhua".

The three of them are all peak martial artists, and they are only a glimmer of chance away from entering the saint.

"Yes! Yes! The Holy Son of Le Yu taught me that I am Meng Lang for my brother. Wei Zhe hurriedly apologized, but everyone could see that his tone was extremely perfunctory, not disrespectful to Hua Leyu, but disdain for Song Xiaoyao.

The big-headed and wide-mouthed Bao Dazui stopped snorting coldly: "I said Leyu Holy Son, I look at this matter, you don't have to put your posture too low! That little ghost is a threat to your status, just kill him directly! I don't believe it, the four of us can't kill him!"

Hua Leyu stared at him with a gloomy face, and murderous aura appeared in her eyes.

Bao Dazui was taken aback by Hua Leyu's reaction, muttered, and didn't dare to make any more noise.

Miao Qiniang looked at Hua Leyu with affection, and said softly: "This matter, I hope you can also understand the position of the Holy Son of Leyu." Besides, do you think that the ability of the Holy Son of Joy cannot even handle such a small matter?"

"Yes, yes, it's still Qi Niang's thoughtfulness. Wei Zhe hurriedly responded.

Although his face was full of displeasure, Bao Dazui finally nodded.

Miao Qiniang looked at Bao Dazui indifferently: "I said big mouth, not that I said you, don't write your emotions on your face all day long." You don't want to worry about your own life, but it's not good for bad people to do big things!"

Bao Dazui's heart froze, and then he answered twice, and then the disdain on his face was restrained.

Song Xiaoyao came faster than several people expected.

Just fifteen minutes later, Song Xiaoyao drove a royal blue Mercedes-Benz into Xiwang Drunk.

Xiwangzui is not a five-star hotel, but just a private club.

However, this private club is more luxurious than a five-star hotel.

A huge manor, deep in the bamboo forest, next to the bamboo forest there are rockeries, small bridges and flowing water, and even a field not far away, where some common crops are grown.

In a pavilion next to the bamboo forest, Hua Leyu and the other four were sitting there, and the faces of the four of them were all with a hint of kindness, but Song Xiaoyao noticed that the big-headed and broad-mouthed man had a bit of a stiff smile in his face.

"Second Senior Brother!"

After Song Xiaoyao took his seat, he first bowed respectfully to Hua Leyu before sitting down.

This is a common etiquette for Wu Ji Xuan.

For a sect with a century-old heritage, it is quite meticulous to do in terms of traditional etiquette.