"Bai Zongfei, a low-grade spirit stone?"

His eyes widened, and Zhao Bufan immediately became nervous:

"I've heard of the black shop, but I didn't expect that even the black sect has it!"

As soon as he thought that the Worry-Free Sect was very likely to be the kind of black sect that "killed pigs and slaughtered customers", Zhao Bufan became vigilant.

Despite the fall.

But he couldn't know better.

Even the first sect in Jiangzhou, the Lingyun Sect.

The worship fee is only a few dozen gold.

And this clear-eyed person knew at a glance that it was a worry-free sect of a village-level sect, but he had to collect a full amount of a low-grade spirit stone.

It is a cut above the Lingyun Sect.

This is not a black sect, what else can it be?

"No, no, no. ”

But after thinking about it carefully, Zhao Bufan felt that something was wrong:

"People with a little normal brain would not be so blatant to stand on the wooden card and write such an outrageous worship fee!"

"Isn't this tantamount to telling others that you are a black sect?"

"No one should be so stupid, there must be another reason. ”

Just when Zhao Bufan was confused.

"Whoosh!"

A white-clothed shadow appeared in front of him like a ghost.

It was Jiang Qianxue with a cold expression.

"This, so fast!"

At this moment, Zhao Bufan was simply frightened.

Because.

With his eyesight, it was easy to tell—

The speed that Jiang Qianxue had just shown was beyond his reach at his peak! At least, it was comparable to the True Qi Realm Fivefold!

Such a talent for speed.

According to Zhao Bufan's understanding, he already has enough qualifications to become a disciple of Lingyun Sect.

So.

Zhao Bufan really couldn't figure it out.

Why did the girl in white appear here.

Appeared in such a small village-level sect!

After all, she is a member of this sect, right?

"Are you here to participate in The Voice of Jiangzhou?"

Without waiting for Zhao Bufan to think about it, Jiang Qianxue said directly: "Let me go in." ”

As soon as these words came out.

Zhao Bufan was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a blank face: "You, are you really a disciple of this worry-free sect?"

Jiang Qianxue didn't reply, as cold as ever.

She only bowed her head slightly, and then turned around and walked towards the mountain gate.

Only Zhao Bufan was left alone, standing in place.

At this moment, Zhao Bufan felt that his brain was not enough.

A woman who is so amazing in terms of speed.

There was no problem in entering the Lingyun Sect.

How could he be willing to worship under a little-known Sanssouci sect?

This, this, this is too weird, right?

Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?

............

After being stunned for a while.

Zhao Bufan quickly followed, followed Jiang Qianxue all the way, and entered the Wuwu faction martial arts arena.

Here, it is the scene of the competition of "The Voice of Jiangzhou".

I have to say.

Zhou Xuan's "Good Voice of Jiangzhou" still has a certain scale.

At least.

More than 30 "listeners" came to Dongshan Village.

Those uncles and aunts sat on the bench, basking in the sun, eating melon seeds, and listening to songs.

The kid lived, not to mention how comfortable it was.

The contestants are actually some young people in Dongshan Village.

Zhou Xuan let out his words.

As long as they can go on the stage and finish singing a song, they can directly get a tael of silver.

And if you sing well and get Zhou Xuan's approval, you can earn a gold.

So you can imagine it.

Everyone in Dongshan Village who can sing has already signed up for the competition!

"In order to seduce Zhao Bufan, I have taken great pains, right?"

Sitting on the only judge's chair, Zhou Xuan crossed Erlang's legs, and sighed in his heart:

"These days, it's really not easy to accept a suitable disciple......

Of course.

Emotion is emotion.

After careful planning, Zhou Xuan was obviously extremely confident in accepting Zhao Bufan as an apprentice.

I also enjoyed it very much, this time the "good voice of Jiangzhou".

"Xiaomei, you sing really well! come, you can get this gold!"

"Iron Bull, what did you just yell at! No, I can't turn it for you!"

"Aunt Liu, you want to sing too? No, no, no, I didn't say you're old......"

............

Without any delay, the competition came to an end in less than two hours.

That's right.

Zhou Xuan's long-awaited Zhao Bufan has finally arrived!

Looking away from him, Zhou Xuan soon discovered that Zhao Bufan was wearing a slightly shabby short robe.

He was slender and thin, with a face like a knife cut and unusually sharp edges and corners.

At the same time, the sword eyebrows are starry, and the bridge of the nose is ......

It can be said that it is very handsome!

"It's a little worse than me, though. ”

After looking at Zhao Bufan, Zhou Xuan immediately began to muttered narcissistically: "However, in terms of appearance, he is already very good!"

"Moreover, his temperament is really a bit like those protagonists!"

He muttered.

Zhou Xuan straightened up, and immediately raised his voice and said, "Player No. 80, you can play!"

"I, I'm the number eighty?"

Zhao Bufan was slightly stunned.

I didn't expect it to be my turn to sing so soon.

But.

After all, he didn't hesitate much.

took a deep breath, and after a while, under the gaze of everyone, he entered the middle of the martial arts arena.

"I'm going to give you a song, my original song "Little Radish". ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Bufan opened his voice deeply:

"Ahh......h

As soon as he spoke, the faces of everyone present froze.

The reason is simple.

This song is so ugly!

It's not ordinary, it's very, very, very ugly, the kind that can kill people!

"Zhao Bufan, this kid, doesn't he look temperamental? Why does his singing voice be so ...... Perverted?"

After thinking about it, Zhou Xuan felt that only the word "perverted" could be used to describe Zhao Bufan's singing.

For him, and for everyone present.

Zhao Bufan's singing voice is like a magic sound, and it has been echoing in his mind!

Simply lingering!

Listening to it, people's hearts tremble, and there is a faint tendency to numb the scalp.

"It's so torturous!"

Zhou Xuan really couldn't hold it anymore and was ready to stop.

However.

Right now.

"Ding!"

"Hard-level mission refreshed successfully. ”

The prompt sound of the system appeared in Zhou Xuan's mind.

Follow.

In front of his eyes, a golden text appeared-

Currently available [Difficulty] missions:

[For a head with a bi) personality, he should be able to do what others can't and endure what others can't endure. So...... Please be sure to keep listening.]

Requirements: Hold on at least until the end of the song

Time limit: 10 minutes

Rewards: Random

"System, you're so vicious!"

Seeing such a task, one can imagine how collapsed Zhou Xuan's heart was.

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