Zhang Yanchong was paying attention to a person in the field at this time, that is, a young man in a long robe sitting next to Zhang Yanchong, the young man was bookish, but his appearance was extremely handsome, the reason why Zhang Yanchong paid great attention to this person was because of the sunny day sitting at the other end of the high platform. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Yanchong has always kept in mind the sentence that Qingtian once said that he is not allowed to get close to three meters, so after coming to this high platform, Zhang Yanchong sat on the other side with interest, so Li Jianyuan and Zhang Yanchong and others sat in two places with the black tip and Qingtian of Daomen.

It's just that at this time, Qingtian's eyes have been staring at Zhang Yanchong here, and that kind of complaining gaze makes Zhang Yanchong can't believe that it is really a sunny day, of course, Zhang Yanchong will not narcissistically think that Qingtian is looking at himself, so Zhang Yanchong found the target of Qingtian's gaze when he was bored.

That was the bookish young man Zhang Yanchong had just looked at.

It was a Confucian monk, because Zhang Yanchong had seen the rogue scholar next to the young man sitting next to him, talking and laughing with the young man from time to time, and even pointing out to this Zhang Yanchong from time to time.

At this time, the high platform was full of foundation building monks sent by the three sects to protect their disciples, while the other monks stationed here were busy preparing for the start of the conference, and because a large and sheltering magic circle still needed to be activated, the real opening of the conference would not begin until the afternoon.

Everyone was a little bored here, and one or two monks were about to leave to look elsewhere, and the most calm in the field were three monks with light on their heads, who were disciples of Buddhism, and they were still meditating and chanting at this time.

Suddenly, in this most boring moment, a pretty figure suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

The few people who were about to leave froze in place, looking at this figure with wide eyes, and the monks who were meditating were not really empty, because at this time they also opened their eyes and looked at this figure.

And the most tangled is Zhang Yanchong, who is hesitating whether he should leave his position immediately, so as not to attract death.

This pretty figure is naturally the senior sister of the sunny day, and at this time, she actually came to the bookish young man with tears in her eyes.

"Didn't you come?" Qingtian choked up.

"I'm coming, don't you see?" The young man said coldly.

The tears of the sunny day finally stopped flowing, and the originally gloomy face actually started to rain.

The rogue scholar smiled at this time: "Why do you want to do this? The junior brother has already informed Senior Brother Ji of your matter. ”

Qingtian's face instantly turned pale, and then he said to the young man in an almost pleading tone: "Ji Tong, you won't believe his words, will you?" ”

Zhang Yanchong's face changed slightly and looked at the young man, it turned out that this person was actually the legendary Ji Tong, Zhang Yanchong looked at the sunny sky at this time, and probably guessed the relationship between the two.

That Ji Tong suddenly looked at Zhang Yanchong at this time, Zhang Yanchong's heart was over, but his face met this person's gaze without changing color.

Ji Tong suddenly laughed dumbly, and said: "Hehe, no wonder, no wonder, this person is indeed a little special, no wonder it will be like this." ”

Ji Tong's tone was extremely sarcastic, and she looked depressed, Qingtian couldn't cry at this time, she pleaded helplessly: "Ji Tong, how can you believe me?" ”

Ji Tong didn't speak, but the hooligan-like scholar on the side said, "Unless you kill this person immediately!" ”

"Kill him?" Qingtian looked at Ji Tong in a daze, but Ji Tong shook his head and muttered: "Senior brother, why bother talking too much!" How could she be willing to ......?"

The pear blossom with rain on the sunny day then looked at Zhang Yanchong, and the kind of gaze in his eyes made Zhang Yanchong shudder.

Zhang Yanchong looked around, everyone was watching here, could it be that under the eyes of everyone, Qing Tian would really do it to himself desperately?

People usually despise the power of love, so people tend to overestimate the IQ of women who are carried away by love, Zhang Yanchong despises the power of love, and he doesn't believe that this always calm and unusually calm senior sister will really be in full view, because a word from others will kill his peers.

But after this day, Zhang Yanchong will never overestimate a woman's IQ again, especially the IQ of a young girl in blind love.

"Senior sister, this time it's not me who is within three meters of you, it's you who came by yourself......" Zhang Yanchong looked at the sunny sky that was slowly approaching him, and said with a little discoloration.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Qingtian whispered in his mouth, and the next moment, several blue lights suddenly burst out from Qingtian's body, and rushed towards Zhang Yan at high speed.

Zhang Yanchong couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, "Silly woman, you really dare to do it!" Zhang Yanchong said slightly angrily, while the white mist in his hand showed a cloud of mist, the mist rose in the wind, and instantly submerged Zhang Yanchong's entire body, at this time Lan Mang had also reached his body, but when Lan Mang was submerged in the mist, there was no direct reaction, there was neither Zhang Yanchong's scream, nor the impact of the corresponding magic weapon, and the fog around Zhang Yanchong's body, no one could see what happened to Zhang Yanchong who was in it.

The surrounding monks who saw this scene all had strange faces, but Qingtian's face at this time was just a cold smile, and in the next moment, under Qingtian's jade hand, several blue mangs flew out of the mist one after another, and after Qingtian withdrew the blue mang, he snorted coldly in his mouth: "Sure enough, it is worthy of being the person who directly skipped the assessment, no wonder your master will give you this high-level magic weapon." ”

Zhang Yanchong's voice came from the mist: "Senior sister, forgive me, my junior brother is incompetent, and he hasn't become a refiner yet." ”

Qingtian's face turned pale, and he said angrily: "Hmph, even if you have a top-level magic weapon, you don't want to live!" ”

As he spoke, he threw out the blue spear head in his hand again, turning into several blue rays of light and shooting into the sky, Zhang Yanchong's figure gradually emerged from the fog, and the fog retracted to a small shield with a silver-white palm floating beside Zhang Yanchong, this shield is one of the three magic weapons given by Juli, the water dragon armor, the mystery of this shield is not in its own solidity, but in its own kind of mist supernatural power, which can make the attack into the mist be weakened several times at once.

At this time, several blue mangs in the sky did not directly attack Zhang Yanchong, but practiced themselves together, and soon several blue mangs actually gathered into a blue giant spear in the air, and the barrel and wall of the giant gun were flashing, as if it was really condensed by a ball of blue seawater, Zhang Yanchong's heart was Ling, and he couldn't help but thicken the protective aura around him, and immediately hid in the water dragon armor, Zhang Yanchong could only be so passive at this time, because under the power of the hidden artifact, Zhang Yanchong was really not sure that he could use the existing means to win over a monk in the late stage of foundation building.