"Do you see clearly?" Yang Xuzi frowned tightly, the feeling of that moment just now was very bad.

"I think I can see it." She shook her head at first, then nodded strangely.

Seeing the eyes of the two of them, Xuan Mingzi snorted coldly and looked away, "Hmph, don't look at me." ”

"A dark shadow." Calmly looking away, Zero suddenly pulled out the sword he hadn't drawn for a long time, and looked left and right for a moment.

Fushuang and Yang Xuzi glanced at each other, and tacitly looked away again.

Let's not talk about anything else, just the action of Senior Brother Zero drawing his sword is enough to explain the problem.

The last time he drew his sword, it seemed to be the day before the demon invasion, right?

I just hope that this grand ceremony will end quickly, Xiaoyao Sect can't afford more accidents!

"The elder brother of the outer gate begs for the elder sister of the inner gate!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight! ”

Noisy voices suddenly rang out from all directions of the Midnight Moon Square.

The faces changed suddenly, and the faces of the few people sitting on the high platform all turned blue.

How could the outer disciples suddenly be so united?

Also aimed at Yanran!

"Oops! How did I forget about it! Crying and sad, Poria patted her head vigorously, annoyed.

Wuyue Square has become a mess, some are sarcastic, some are unsightly, and some are grateful.

At this moment, the scene turned into a battle of lips and tongues between admirers and disciples of the outer sect of the Xiaoyao Sect.

On both sides, you and I have said a word, and you have regarded such a grand and gorgeous ceremony as a battlefield!

"What?" Ignore the noisy crowd. Mo Kongjing turned around indifferently and looked at Poria suspiciously.

"I didn't mean it, a month ago, the outer disciple claimed to challenge my inner senior sister today, and I actually forgot about patronizing Mingzhu recently." Poria, whose face was wrinkled together, looked down anxiously.

Although the outer disciples are not on the four platforms of Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird and Xuanwu. But the huge Wuyue Square is full of their figures and ubiquitous voices.

Although Yanran's situation is obvious to all, if you avoid it at this time, you will not fight

Damn it!

The other party had declared war a month ago, and wouldn't it be a joke for others to come to the joke if they avoided it at this time!

Although Mo Kongjing's face was indifferent, she had already clenched her fists, and her roots and muscles were bursting up, and she was only announced as the next sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect not long ago.

"Hmph. It seems that the senior sister of the Xiaoyao Sect is just an empty shelf. ”

"That is, I don't even dare to accept the challenge of my own outer disciples, and dare to claim to be the senior sister of the inner door? Get off the stage early! ”

The two voices of yin and yang were mixed with a lot of spiritual power. A loud voice resounded in all directions of the Midnight Moon Square, and as soon as these words came out, all the people present who were jealous laughed.

Several desperate admirers had begun to noisily search for the owner of the two voices.

"Ridiculous! Senior Sister Yanran only won a battle not long ago against Senior Sister Mingchen, who is more advanced than her in cultivation, do you want to take advantage of the danger of others so much? ”

The indignant Begonia stood behind Xuan Mingzi. Under the pressure of the gaze. She continued to bite the bullet and said, "Even if you win such a battle, it won't be just right!" You little boys, phew! ”

Haitang's words of gratitude reached the hearts of the inner disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, and there were not a few people who seconded the proposal for a while.

"Alas" shook his head in frustration, having successfully unraveled the poison in Mu Yanran's body, Yue Yi silently accepted the silver needles one by one.

"Senior Brother Yueyi?" Puzzled, Poria subconsciously looked at Yueyi, and when she saw the hint of helplessness in her gentle eyes, her face suddenly turned red. She bowed her head shyly.

"This battle is inevitable." Gently rubbed the little head. Yueyi's voice was full of helplessness.

Since the other party had already gone to war a month ago, if there was no fight at this moment, even if all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect were considerate, it would be a big joke for so many visiting monks.

If this matter spreads in the immortal cultivation world, it will be difficult to say.

"Words!" Hengshan frowned dissatisfiedly, he had already planned to postpone the battle in advance, he didn't know that the gaffe would develop like this in advance, and he didn't even know what the senior sister Mingchen was planning.

Holding the young man's emaciated shoulders strongly, he said with great seriousness: "Have you forgotten your original intention of entering the Xiaoyao Sect?" Hengshan! If you want to win, and you don't want to expose all your details, you have no choice but to do it now! Do you really think that Mu Yanran only has nine silver needles in her hands? ”

"Are you saying that in addition to the Nine Curved Divine Needle, there are other immortal weapons in her hands?" Raising his head in disbelief, Hengshan looked hideous for a long time.

The nine-curved silver needle has already surpassed ordinary products, and has been officially listed as an immortal weapon thousands of years ago.

He already felt unbelievable that such a treasure would be given to a young and unqualified disciple, but the words of the law made him feel enlightened.

Thinking about it from another angle, since those old guys from the Xiaoyao Sect dared to hand over the Nine Curved Silver Needles to her, what else did they dare not give?

At this moment, he suddenly had some vicissitudes, and unexpectedly discovered that it was really as the law said, if he wanted to win this inner door master, it was impossible not to leak the details.

Unless

Raising his head with difficulty to look at the people who were high above, Hengshan gradually fell silent.

"Don't worry, no matter from which angle, this time the challenge between the outer door and the inner door is unavoidable, and the inner door will definitely not avoid fighting!"

Looking confidently at the huge platforms standing tall in the Wuyue Square, a bit of unconcealable fanaticism suddenly appeared in Lu Yan's eyes.

It's like a madman who sees what interests him the most.

"I want a mask, now!" After a moment of silence, Mo Kongjing suddenly turned to face Poria and Yue.

The two of them who didn't know what they meant glanced at each other, and they all cast their eyes on the cold figure, and after finding that the other party didn't have any intention of answering, they had to obediently look for it in their own Qiankun bag.

"Here, you want a mask and clothes." Poria, who already had a faint premonition in her heart, suddenly felt that it was a little too ridiculous, but she felt that it was so feasible.

Yueyi, who was already speechless, looked at the figure standing in front of them wearing a silver fox mask on his face and wearing the snow-white disciple uniform of the Xiaoyao Sect.

The white clothes are ethereal, and it is difficult to hide the sense of alienation and coldness.

Holding a sword in her hand, she stood there indifferently, and the whole world suddenly became silent.

It seemed that he could no longer hear the noisy sound in the Wuyue Square in his ears, and in his eyes and heart, there was only that figure left.

(To be continued.) )