Looking at Jun Qianluo, who was walking out of the small room with the exercises, Lingxi shook his head, and had to whisper helplessly: "I believe you." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Walking out of the room, Jun Qianluo looked at the nearby disciples who were still immersed in shock, shrugged his shoulders lightly, and after Lingxi came out, the two walked out of the path leisurely.

Because there is still a lot of time before two hours, Jun Qianluo and Lingxi are not in a hurry to go out, Yanwu Pavilion is a forbidden place on weekdays, and it is rare to have a chance to come in today, so it is good to satisfy your curiosity by looking around.

When he was about to leave the fire path, Lingxi casually entered the small room, took a volume of yellow-level fire attribute exercises, and then accompanied Jun Qianluo into several other attribute paths.

Today's Yanwu Pavilion is undoubtedly its most lively day in the past few years, in every attribute road, there are dense heads, and the disciples of the sect who are flushed with excitement are struggling to attack the light curtain, and the cheers of the young man, accompanied by the shattering of the light curtain, continue to sound.

Under the infection of such an atmosphere, Jun Qianluo's little face has always had a faint smile.

After walking out of a small path again, Jun Qianluo calculated the time, stretched his waist, and smiled at Lingxi beside him: "Let's go, the time is almost up." ”

Nodding indifferently, Lingxi followed Jun Qianluo around the corner of a small road, and then went straight to the outside of the Yanwu Pavilion.

Turning the path, Jun Qianluo's eyebrows suddenly raised, not far from the two of them, Ling Yuemei, who was dressed in a red dress, was so anxious that her face turned red and kept turning around in front of a light curtain, looking at her appearance, it seemed that she wanted to get the exercises inside, but she didn't have the ability to break the light curtain...

Today's Ling Yuemei, dressed in a delicate red dress, with a slightly tightened skirt, perfectly outlines the willow waist that is held by Yingying, and the moving curve of the front and back is extremely attractive.

At this time, the pretty face that intersected with innocence and charm was being covered with anxiety, and the cute appearance of the willow eyebrows was frowning, which made the surrounding teenagers almost have the urge to dedicate themselves to it.

......

Ling Yuemei is in a very bad mood now, it can be described as impatient, today before entering the Yanwu Pavilion, her master secretly told her a room number, especially advised, she must get the exercises in it, you know, this is the news that she took a lot of effort to get from the arranger, he believes that as long as Ling Yuemei can get this yellow-level wind attribute exercise, she will definitely be able to lead others on the starting line of exercise cultivation.

However, although Ling Yuemei's master got the exact room number, he ignored the strength of the room shield, since Ling Yuemei found this place before, she had worked hard for nearly an hour, but she still couldn't break it, although there were other disciples who wanted to help because they coveted their beauty, but this kind of shield could only be broken by one person, if the number of people exceeded two, the shield would also become stronger, and in the end, it was still a bamboo basket to draw water, and it was empty.

Now the two-hour time is about to end, if the shield can't be broken again, then Ling Yuemei really won't get anything, when she thinks of the consequences of not having exercises, Ling Yuemei's charming big eyes can't help but appear a little bit of water, Chu Chu's moving appearance, which is endearing and pitiful.

A slightly misty gaze swept over the surrounding youths, Ling Yuemei smiled bitterly and shook her head, but her beautiful eyes were sudden.

Not far away, a black-shirted young man holding the back of his head with both hands was walking indifferently.

Twitching her upturned jade nose, Ling Yuemei's desperate heart just now quietly became active again, wiping away the tears that were about to fall, biting her red lips lightly, looking at Jun Qianluo who came over pitifully, hoping that he could help herself.

The surrounding teenagers looked at Ling Yuemei's appearance, they all moved their eyes with the trend, and finally stopped at Jun Qianluo, who was walking slowly, the whispers on their lips gradually weakened, and their sights were slightly mixed with awe.

For a while, the originally noisy path was suddenly silent.

Under the gaze of dozens of eyes on the path, Jun Qianluo's little face was flat, and he walked straight over, and then Ling Yuemei, who didn't squint, walked over his shoulders...

With her red lips slightly open, Ling Yuemei looked at Jun Qianluo, who didn't pay attention to herself, and after being stunned for a while, a touch of self-deprecation pulled up on her beautiful little face, and shook her head gently, remembering her attitude towards Jun Qianluo over the years, the resentment that had just risen was also gradually dissipating.

"Hehe, this can be regarded as retribution, I'm really a nasty person, I inflicted myself on myself..."Slowly squatting down, Ling Yuemei Xiang's shoulders twitched slightly, and some suppressed soft sobs sounded in the quiet path.

Looking at Ling Yuemei, who was squatting on the ground like an abandoned kitten, the teenagers around her all sighed gloomily and shook their heads slightly.

Squatting on the ground, Ling Yuemei, who was crying softly, suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere around her, and slowly raised her pretty face that was crying with pear blossoms and rain, but she was stunned.

The young man who had already gone away hugged the back of his head, walked back slowly, and appeared in front of him.

"Get out of the way." Glancing at the touching Ling Yuemei, Jun Qianluo said lightly.

"Huh? Oh..."She was stunned again, and then Ling Yuemei finally came back to her senses, her pretty face showed joy, and she obediently let go.

Under the curious and relieved gaze of everyone, Jun Qianluo walked to the light curtain, stretched out his palm, and exhaled lightly.

The body was slightly silent, and after a moment, it was like a thunderbolt, Jun Qianluo's body spun sharply, and his right foot flung out violently, and his trouser legs were at this moment, making a clicking sound of breaking the wind.

"Bang!" kicked the light curtain, and the ripples spread rapidly, and finally burst in the shocked eyes of everyone.

Maintaining a kicking posture, Jun Qianluo slowly withdrew the soles of his feet, twisted his neck, turned around flatly, and walked towards Lingxi in the distance.

"Senior brother... Thank you... I'm sorry. Jun Qianluo walked past him, and Ling Yuemei said in a timid voice.

"Hmm."

Glancing at the girl who had finally lost her arrogance, Jun Qianluo nodded lightly, and then disappeared at the end of the path under the adoring gaze of a young man.

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