After everyone sat down, the elder who presided over the ceremony walked out first and cleared his throat, attracting everyone's attention.

Then, introduce his identity, as well as the various rules of the game, and finally, our head real person walked up to the podium with a smile on his face, smiling: "Hello everyone, we are your head Long Yuhe, the purpose of today's game, presumably, you don't need to say more about this head, you all know it." As for the ten outer disciples who won in the end, ....... ”

When the head of the sect said this, he glanced back at the noble peak masters and elders sitting on the chairs, and then said, "It depends on whether you can get the favor of the peak masters and elders." Such meaningful words.

Seeing that the outer disciples below had long been unable to hold back their excitement, they let out an angry roar, and nodded with satisfaction when they saw the head of the sect, and then they said the rules of the game, and then looked at everyone and said solemnly: "This time, the competition of the outer disciples of the Chongyun Sect has officially begun!" As soon as the words fell, the head order in his hand flew to the altar on the shore of the table, showing its majesty and dignity.

At this moment, Nightmare saw the fiery and excited eyes of everyone, and couldn't help but be driven by their emotions, in fact, she was quite envious of their youthful appearance now, but her experience made her heart heavy and abnormal. Perhaps, she should let herself forget something completely, otherwise, it will be unfair to everyone.

Thinking like this, the breath on the nightmare's body made the sword maniac look sideways slightly, and then, he pretended not to know anything, and at this time, the master of Fu Yunfeng poured two cups of the brewed spiritual tea, one for himself to drink, and one for the table next to the nightmare with spiritual power, Nightmare saw the spiritual tea placed in front of him, and he was also grateful to the master for his love for him, but how could the tea made by his master be enjoyed by his junior?

At that moment, he picked up the spiritual tea, borrowed flowers and offered the Buddha and said: "This is the spiritual tea specially brewed by the master for the uncle, how about the uncle?"

"Then the senior brother thanked the senior sister for the spiritual tea. With that, the sword maniac thanked the Lord of Fu Yunfeng and took it with a smile.

"The spiritual tea brewed by this seat himself is not qualified for anyone to taste!"

Speaking of this, Lord Fu Yunfeng glanced at the sword maniac with a smug face, and then said: "Discipline your disciple well, otherwise, don't blame this seat for personally dealing with one of his juniors!"

Who knows, when the sword maniac heard this, he still smiled, but when he was joking, the sword maniac took out a bottle of spirit wine from his own space, saying that it was for Nightmare to taste and play, and by the way, he also poured two cups of spirit tea with spiritual power and put it in front of Nightmare and Leng Yingyu.

Nightmare didn't know the intentions of the sword maniac, thanked him immediately, and also stated his position, and then, picked up the spiritual tea in front of him, took a shallow peck, and felt that his damaged spiritual consciousness was obviously somewhat recovered, in fact, as early as when her master made spiritual tea, she noticed her master's good intentions, and in addition to gratitude, she was still grateful!

And Leng Yan over there, since he sat down, he was covered in cold air, especially after he noticed that the sword madman used a bottle of spirit wine to make amends for his sins, the cold air on his body was even more lifeless, which made those disciples who were personally passed on couldn't help but look sideways, it was simply a word of suffering!

And, in Leng Yan's sea of knowledge, Xiaotian also felt that Leng Yan's style of doing things was a little unacceptable, and at the moment, he comforted:

"Leng Yan, I know that when you see her face, you can't control your emotions, but she hasn't done anything to your master now, so why do you bother to keep worrying about it?"

'Besides, how can you live in peace with other disciples with such an independent and unique style?'

'I don't need to be at peace with them!'

Hearing this, Xiao Tian naturally knew how arrogant Leng Yan's temperament was, but you offended all the disciples of your sect, if something happens in the future, are you sure that people will help you?

Don't forget, you are just a little monk who has not yet built a foundation, not the sword venerable one who is high, even if you don't think about yourself, don't even think about your master?"

"Also, you promised me to find E-Niang for me, if so, you have offended all your brothers and sisters, even if you find my E-Niang, according to my E-Niang's weak nature, I can't say it, I will be bullied and stumbling!"

'Who dare me?' Leng Yan said angrily.

Besides, although I was not a prince and elder brother before, I was also a serious descendant of the Guo Luoluo family, so what was the result? Are there still fewer people who have been stumped? And my brothers, their status is not high? Isn't their status noble? But in the end, isn't it the same that can't protect my mother?"

Speaking of which, Xiaotian's eyes were obviously red, his heart was dripping blood, in his life, the most painful thing was to watch his Eniang lying quietly in his arms, although, in this life, Leng Yan can save his Eniang, but who can guarantee that next time, his Eniang will encounter accidents?

What's more, Leng Yan's current style of acting is to set up a strong enemy for himself, although those people don't dare to do anything to him, but behind the scenes, who can guarantee that they won't join forces to deal with their own Eniang?

A prince will push his Eniang to a desperate situation, if it is, these monks with clever means, thinking of this, he feels that he is simply damned, at the moment, he looked at Leng Yan with sharp eyes and said sharply: "Leng Yan, I warn you, if you dare to let my Eniang be hurt in the slightest because of you, I Guo Luoluo Xiaotian, the first one will not spare you!"

Leng Yan's heart was very heavy, because, what Xiaotian was thinking in his heart, he could fully understand it, especially when he thought that it was himself who might put Concubine Yi in danger in the future, he felt even more that he was a bastard, of course, although he himself did not recognize Concubine Yi's identity, but she gave birth to Xiaotian, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was half of his mother, yes, this pain became more and more intense, and even, more than he watched the death of his parents in this life, he couldn't feel the pain in his heart!

'Don't worry, I will change, and I will never let Concubine Yi fall into a desperate situation for me. This is probably the most sincere word Leng Yan has ever said.

'I also want you to swear that if you dare to hurt my mother in the future, you will suffer from the thunder of the sky. ’

Hearing this, Leng Yan calmly said in his heart: 'I swear!' Immediately, he noticed that there was an extra layer of shackles on his divine consciousness, and even the cold air exuding from his body was also restricted.

And in the air, because of his oath, there was a sudden thunder, which made a group of disciples who were competing jump, and those monks who had advanced cultivation naturally knew that this was a warning for the high-level monks to make an oath, and at that moment, some elders came out to explain the meaning of this thunder, but they were also a little curious, who would actually make an oath at this time?

The spirit of the master of Fu Yunfeng and the sword maniac has been paying attention to Leng Yan, at first, they were worried that Leng Yan would do something else, after all, his temperament was there, and in addition, his divine soul fluctuated greatly, which was also the reason why they were worried, but the final oath thunder was even more so that their guess came true.

Now the two looked at each other, although they also wanted to know what Leng Yan had sworn to, but thinking of what he had done just now, the Fu Yun Peak Lord didn't dare to be careless, and at that moment, he communicated with the sword maniac with his divine sense.

Leng Yan over there reined in the cold air around him, and the pressure on everyone was a lot less, but in the end, no one dared to underestimate him, especially thinking of this person's temperament, everyone felt: This person is dangerous, stay away from those who cherish their lives!