Lu Yanluo has no children and no daughters under her knees, she loves Jiu'er the most, and treats her as her own granddaughter, of course she knows Jiu'er's strength, even if the battle just now is thrilling, she has never been worried, she knows that Jiu'er will definitely be able to deal with it, but when she heard Gu Chen's "question" at this time, she thought about it carefully, it seems that what Gu Chen said is very reasonable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is not a trivial matter, someone actually wants to be unfavorable to her Jiu'er, Grand Elder Lu Yanluo suddenly became angry, and at the same time secretly shouted that he was really dizzy, but fortunately he reacted only after being reminded by Gu Chen. Lu Yanluo decided to nip this state in the bud, and she would get rid of anyone who wanted to be unfavorable to her Jiu'er, even if this person was Wei Zhen.

The sect master and all the elders also looked at Wei Zhen, and Great Elder Wei suddenly felt that even if he had a hundred mouths, he couldn't explain clearly, and Great Elder Wei was so aggrieved!

The only grandson was killed by Gu Chen, I just couldn't be angry, Jiu'er and Gu Chen are so close, do you want to give Gu Chen a disadvantage by scaring Jiu'er? Don't I know that Jiu'er is the hope of the sect's rise? Do I really dare to do anything to her? I just scare her, it's really just to scare her.

Looking at the cannibalistic gazes of the group staring at him, Great Elder Wei was about to cry, and looked at the sect master as if asking for help.

Although the status of the sect master and Wei Zhen is different, they are both old brothers who have lived together for decades, and they know that although Wei Zhen is a little narrow-minded, he will never do such a rebellious thing as cutting off the hope of the sect.

Shaking his head, the sect master could only stand up and say to everyone: "Elder Wei is the host of this big competition, seeing that the disciples in the audience are seriously injured, it is inevitable that he will be a little excited, after all, they are all disciples of my instrument sect, whoever is seriously injured, as an elder, he feels uncomfortable, Elder Wei is not going to target Jiu'er, I think this matter will end here."

After a pause, the sect master continued: "The injured disciple is indeed a bit extreme, but the young man is competitive, it's no wonder that he is not guilty, you should send him to be treated quickly, as for Jiu'er, you must also take caution, after all, everyone is the same sect, there must not be a next time, otherwise, the sect rules will be dealt with."

The sect master's words were not leaky, which not only allowed Wei Zhen to go down the steps, but also did not snub the hearts of the people, and he could also save Jiu'er, killing three birds with one stone.

"Hmph, I hope so!" Lu Yanluo glanced at Wei Zhen angrily and said coldly.

Wei Zhen learned to be obedient this time, sat on the chair and simply closed his eyes, ignoring what was going on outside the window.

The game continues!

Seeing that the ninth game is over, in the next game, it will be Sima Yu's turn to play.

Taking a deep breath and calming his restless heart, Sima Yu steadily stepped into the ninth battle circle. Sima Yu's luck was slightly better than Lei Ling'er, his opponent was a thin teenager, the young man only had the cultivation of the late stage of the Spirit Mirror, but, in the face of Sima Yu, he was calm, without the slightest nervousness or impatience. This scene made Sima Yu's heart sink, his heart was like water, this kind of person is the most difficult to deal with, but even if it is difficult, he has to do his best.

After hearing the password for the start of the game, Sima Yu didn't dare to slack off, as soon as he shot it was the first type of martial arts gentleman's sword, Sima Yu stabbed out with a sword, and the thin boy stood motionless in place, just when Sima Yu's sword came to him, the thin boy disappeared in front of Sima Yu's eyes with a snort.

"What a fast body!" Sima Yu's pupils shrank, and he didn't hesitate, and suddenly he turned around and didn't look at a sword stab, this stab, by feeling, since it is not in front of him, it must be behind him, this is Sima Yu's judgment.

Facts have proved that Sima Yu's judgment is extremely correct, the thin boy flashed behind Sima Yu, and the sword in his hand stabbed at Sima Yu's vest, but Sima Yu reacted in time and took the sword first, and the thin boy's movements looked like he actively crashed into Sima Yu's long sword.

Exhaled again, the boy disappeared again, Sima Yu turned his body violently, but still did not see the figure of the young man, as if he thought of something, Sima Yu turned his body back again, but at this time the thin boy's sword had stayed in front of Sima Yu's throat.

Although the thin boy only has the late stage of the Soul Mirror, the battle against Sima Yu is directly a crushing victory, and the absolute crushing of his body is overwhelming.

Shaking his head a little helplessly, Sima Yu put away his sword, hugged his fist at the young man, and said sincerely: "Thank you senior brother for your mercy!"

The young man also put away his long sword, hugged his fists in return, and said: "Senior brother, don't be discouraged, you are already very strong, and you have mastered the ground-level low-grade martial arts in the middle of the Spirit Mirror, I am cultivating for one more year, if you and I have the same time as cultivating the spirit, I can't beat you."

The young man was thin, but the words he said were enough to show his extraordinary demeanor, and at this moment, his thin figure suddenly became a little taller in people's hearts.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be too humble, I'm convinced!" Sima Yu saluted the young man again, and then returned to the high platform. Like Lei Ling'er, Sima Yu was not discouraged, his face was calm, he was not arrogant when he won or he was impatient when he lost, he was quite a bit of a gentleman, and he could see Ruolan in the audience jumping with her liver fluttering.

After another battle, next, it was Gu Chen's turn to appear.

"Brother Chen, come on!" Jiu'er raised his small fist and cheered for Gu Chen.

"Gu Chen, fight hard, among our disciples in the middle stage of the Spirit Mirror, there are only you and Mo Xie left, Mo Ye is estimated to be unreliable, we only rely on you, no matter how you say it, we have to support the scene for the middle stage of the Spirit Mirror, don't let them underestimate us." Lei Ling'er hugged Gu Chen hard, patted his back and said angrily.

Unfortunately, his words were heard by Mo Ye, Mo Ye quit, the two "little hands" quickly shook back and forth, and the "beautiful little feet" stomped wildly, and suddenly, the whole "delicate body" shook and trembled, looking like no one else.

It doesn't matter if he shakes it, the other people's faces twitch one by one, especially the disciples with a violent personality, they finally learned to be obedient today, and simply closed their eyes, out of sight, because last night they had a nightmare all nightmare, and the dream was full of Mo Ye's crazy kisses, flattering eyes, and snorting the "charming" and "squeamish" appearance of a slave family, causing these people to get up in the morning, and the whole eye circle was black.

I thought that eating breakfast would boost my spirits, but who would have thought that as soon as the food was eaten, Mo Xie's "weakness" and plump "delicate body" came to mind, how could these people still be able to eat again! I felt that my stomach was tumbling, and all the little food I had just eaten vomited, and I vomited so badly that I even vomited out the jaundice water, and said with great sorrow: "Woohoo lament! Do you have to force me to die of hunger strike?"

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