180. Covenant War

Disturbed by Yuan Fengqing's words, Qing Miao was quite out of the world when he had breakfast, his eyebrows were furrowed very tightly, although he was holding chopsticks in his hand, he had not moved the chopsticks for a long time, which made Bai Huaming, who had been observing him for a long time, very worried, and couldn't help asking, "Senior Brother Qing Miao, what are you embarrassed about?" ā€

Hearing her ask, Qing Yang also felt that something was wrong, and looked over in surprise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

On the long table, on the left sat Qing Miao, Qing Yang and Cao Qinghao, and opposite sat Yuan Fengqing, Mei Qingyan and Bai Huaming.

Yuan Fengqing was stunned in her heart, she didn't want to cause others to speculate because of Qing Miao's abnormal reaction, after all, whether Tianxiang Gu had eyeliner in Cangyun Gate was just her own idea, and she just asked Qing Miao just to understand the situation, she believed that with Qing Miao's personality, she would not easily reveal it to outsiders, if it was Qing Yang and Bai Hua Ming, there would be no such question at all.

But everyone's attention is now on Qing Miao, and she can't show it too obviously, so she can only pretend to be puzzled and ask, "Senior nephew Qing Miao, are you thinking about today's battle situation?" ā€

Qing Miao was originally thinking about the dark line mentioned by the little uncle, but when everyone saw it like this, he immediately woke up, and he had already thought of a question, the matter of the little uncle's promotion to the late stage of foundation building may not be a secret, after all, the middle and high-level of Tianxiang Valley only need to release the aura to find out, but the person who knows that she is the five-rank Dan master is nothing more than the peak master of the Cangyun Eight Peaks and their personal disciples. Among the people present, almost all of them are suspicious objects, and they must not be startled, so as not to be conducive to the next step of the covert search. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile indifferently, "Indeed." Yesterday, the battle between Uncle Xiao and Senior Sister Mo was so fierce that no one dared to come on stage to fight, but it doesn't mean that no one should fight today. ā€

Seeing that he was very clever to lead the topic to the ring, Yuan Fengqing nodded with satisfaction, "You're right, I and Master Mo's nephew did fight too fiercely yesterday, but it doesn't mean that no one will challenge the ring today, but you can rest assured, my injury doesn't matter, I took the pill last night, although it is impossible to fully recover, but as long as it is not a life-and-death challenge like Master Mo's nephew, it should be easy." ā€

Although Yuan Fengqing said that he was relaxed, everyone's faces were very solemn. Everyone knows yesterday's situation, Tianxiang Valley is determined to win the second ranking of the sect this time, but I am afraid that it will not easily let go of the people of Cangyunmen, this has nothing to do with who guards it, even if it is not Yuan Fengqing yesterday, he will still be chased and beaten by Mo Liuxin, and he will not give up. If this continues, the disciples of Cangyun Sect will be hurt sooner or later, it just depends on whose luck is worse.

However, no matter what you say, Yuan Fengqing is an uncle-level figure, since she said that she has nothing to do, she will continue to defend today, and everyone can't say anything, so they all eat breakfast silently and walk towards the competition venue together.

Along the way, almost all the disciples who walked by nearby were talking about yesterday's game, and the most talked about was naturally the one between Yuan Fengqing and Mo Liuxin, between the words, although they were a little dissatisfied with Tianxiang Valley's strong attack power and deliberately suppressed other immortal sects who majored in internal strength, but they were afraid of being retaliated against by the people of Tianxiang Valley, so they only dared to whisper a few words, once they found that the disciples of Tianxiang Valley appeared nearby, they were immediately silent, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

Although Yuan Fengqing didn't know what the situation was like in the previous individual competition, he didn't expect that everyone would be as careful as today, and he was even scruples about saying a word, and his mood was a little depressed.

From a distance, Qing Yang saw a group of disciples from Tianxiang Valley coming towards him, his steps were hurried, everyone's faces were solemn, as if something had happened, and he couldn't help muttering, "Everyone else is walking towards the venue, Tianxiang Valley is really different, it actually came out of it, and I don't know which play to sing!" ā€

His voice didn't say too much, but he heard a sneer behind him, "Isn't our Tianxiang Valley different from everyone, and it doesn't seem to be a disciple of Cangyun Sect to worry about, right?" Even if we want to sing, what does it have to do with you? ā€

This person's voice was shrill and thin, and there was a thick provocation between his words, his face turned blue with anger, and he turned his head angrily, and saw that there were three disciples of Tianxiang Valley walking side by side ten steps behind him, and one of the young men with a sickly pale face was looking at them coldly, presumably what he said, and couldn't help but ask angrily, "What do you mean?" Want to fight, don't you? ā€

The white-faced young man was not a person to be messed with, and he didn't care at all that this was still the territory of Cangyunmen, so he stopped and looked at him from a distance, his thin chin raised slightly, and said with a disdainful expression, "I don't mean anything, but I've been fighting since I was a child, and I've never been scared!" ā€

"You ......," Qing Yang heard this, his head was a little tight, and when he was about to rush, he was pulled by Qing Miao next to him, so he had to snort coldly, and turned his head to keep up with Qing Miao and the others, but he didn't hear those words.

But although he was suppressed by Qingmiao and didn't want to make trouble, the young man didn't give up, and shouted behind him, "What? Afraid? Are you going to leave so soon? Isn't it that your disciples of Cangyun Sect are all embroidered pillows, which are useless? ā€

At this time, Qing Yang was completely annoyed, forcibly broke free of Qing Miao's hand, turned to the young man, pointed to the tip of his nose and asked, "If you have the ability, report your name and surname, Lao Tzu will not kill the unknown junior!" ā€

"Senior brother!" Seeing many disciples around him walking towards this side, Qing Miao frowned and shouted, Qing Yang had already been provoked to anger, where could he listen to it, he didn't pay attention to him at all, just stared at the white-faced young man who was ten steps away and refused to let go.

The young man didn't seem to have any intention of giving up, he sniffed and said, "Master, I won't change my name, I won't change my surname, Tianxiang Valley disciple Tao Qian." ā€

"Cangyunmen Qingyang, come on, come on, you and I just play the first ring match today, and see who is the embroidered pillow!" Although Qing Yang was furious, he did not lose his mind, and he knew that making an appointment to fight in the ring, instead of planning to do it in private, would seriously violate the sect system, which made Qing Miao and the others breathe a sigh of relief, but Yuan Fengqing's attention was always on the group of Tianxiang Valley disciples who hurriedly returned from the competition venue in front of him, and he did not pay attention to the situation here. Looking at the number, there are at least more than ten of them, why did they rush back early in the morning, could it be that something happened in Tianxiang Valley?

Although she didn't want to eavesdrop on Tianxiang Valley's privacy, so as not to deepen the misunderstanding between herself and Tianxiang Valley, when the group of people walked not far behind her, the deep voice still vaguely drifted into her ears, which made her heart sink.