It was a dim day, Mo Kongjing didn't know what else he could do, and all the heavy responsibilities were like heavy peaks on Mu Yanran's thin shoulders. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The internal affairs of the Xiaoyao Sect were in a mess, and she and Wei Fengyan were not disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect in the first place, so they couldn't interfere in these matters at all.

The only thing they could do was to block the swords that were stabbed openly and secretly for Mu Yanran as much as possible, and stand behind Mu Yanran at the most opportune time to share that little bit of worry and pressure for her.

During that dark and dayless day, a layer of dark clouds hung over the entire valley.

The struggle between the Medicine Sect and the Poison Sect of the Xiaoyao Sect has also reached its peak, and the entire Xiaoyao Sect is headed by Yue Yi, the first disciple of the Medicine Sect, and Mu Yanran, the first disciple of the Poison Sect and the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect.

And now the pattern is unclear, the Great Elder Fushuang is trapped in the forbidden land, the Sect Master Yang Xuzi retreats and cultivates without asking about the world, the Second Elder Xuan Mingzi is the Elder of the Poison Sect, and the Third Elder has an unclear attitude.

At this time, the attitude of the four elders Hengshan became extremely important.

Many disciples who did not join this competition were watching the attitude of the Four Elders Hengshan, and the future development of the Xiaoyao Sect was in one fell swoop.

Since the first day of the month when he announced that he was the only son of the sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect, this competition had already kicked off, no matter how respectful they used to be, brothers, friends and brothers, in the face of real power, even the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who were hanging pots to help the world would inevitably make their own choices like tens of millions of mortals in the world.

On a dark and windy night, it was rumored that Mu Yanran, the eldest disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, was wearing a bright purple shirt and talking with the four elders Hengshan at night, and on the second day, there were rumors that the four elders Hengshan stood on the side of the disciples of the poison sect to support them.

At this point, the big picture has been decided.

No matter how disparity in the identity of the first Yue Yi of the Medicine Sect was, after the sect leader Yang Xuzi retreated and cultivated, and the disciples of the Poison Sect suppressed the Medicine Sect with absolute strength, Yue Yi, the successor of the unjustified name, was put under house arrest by the disciples of the Poison Sect.

Mu Yanran has hinted more than once that the disciples don't have to do this, but ...... In the end, she underestimated people's hearts and looked down on herself.

Now that the sword is on the string, she can't tolerate her own resistance, even if she has a clear attitude of resistance, with the current situation, the disciples of the Poison Sect will push her to that position even if they push.

When Mu Yanran was strong enough to regain the real power in his hands, Yue Yi's resistance was so weak, and even in the eyes of others, he was willing to give up the position of the chief disciple and the next sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect.

However, the core disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect all knew that the overall situation had been decided, and Mu Yanran had been the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect from beginning to end, and had even been clear about the identity of the next sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect.

When he was the sect leader Yang Xuzi in retreat and cultivation, Yue Yi, he was actually nothing. What's more, of the only three elders who are still there now, two of them are on Mu Yanran's side, and those who know the times are Junjie.

It was an overwhelming confrontation, and the Medicine Sect disciples barely had the power to backhand.

Just when Mu Yanran was tired and couldn't force herself to deal with the messy matter of the Xiaoyao Sect at the speed of thunder, the master of the outer gate came to report, and the sect master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, Mo Cangmo, came to visit, in order to discuss with the Xiaoyao Sect the prosperity of the first Seven Sect disciples competition in the coming year.

The first Seven Sects Disciple Contest was set in the Xiaoyao Sect many years ago.

At this time, Xiaoyao Sect, who had just dealt with external and internal troubles, seemed to be a little more than capable at the moment.

"Mo Cangmo?! What are you doing here? Watching the excitement?! ”

When he learned that the demon had come to make trouble at such a critical juncture, Mo Kongjing suddenly slapped the table and exploded.

"Yanran, you heard me right, right? How to say that the martial arts competition of the disciples of the Seven Sects is also a matter of September next year, what is he doing now? There's a whole year to go! Even Wei Fengyan couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of the matter.

Of course, the prosperous era between the major sects should be prepared in advance, but this early will not arrive a whole year early!

"How could I mishear this? The man is still in the outer guest room, alas...... Today, Uncle Xuan Mingzi has just settled down, and tomorrow I have to go to explore the truth in person. The other party chose to visit at this time, and it doesn't look like idleness. Shaking her head with emotion, Mu Yanran, who was busy with the complicated affairs in the sect, had almost no time to rest, so she told the two of them the news on the front foot, and was called by an inner disciple to sort out the affairs on the back foot.

These days, the entire Xiaoyao Sect seems to have fallen into a kind of fast and busy days, Mo Kongjing knows that Mu Yanran is already preparing for the next year's Seven Sects disciple competition, this time is different from the past, the first martial arts competition since the establishment of the Seven Sects, how should it be more grand.

In such a busy and silent Xiaoyao Sect, the days seem to pass quickly, but for the two who have nothing to do, such a day without pastime should be boring.

At this juncture, Mo Kongjing didn't want to cause trouble to Mu Yanran, and even Wei Fengyan, who couldn't be idle, was disciplined by her, and the two of them didn't go out of the door every day, either learning swordsmanship at home or forgetting time like an old monk sitting down.

Until one day, they were disturbed by an uninvited guest, and the two people who woke up from their cultivation pushed open the door and went to the main hall of Lanyue Xuan to check, and they were shocked by the uninvited three people inside.

Mo Kongjing was okay, she had already been defeated by the casual actions of this group of people, so she calmed down after just a glance.

What trespassing, without waiting for the master to come, make tea for yourself as if you are in your own home or something, you can bear it, it's all trivial.

However, what made Wei Fengyan collapse was what the other party was playing with, and it was even thrown into the air as a thing!

"Hey, hey, hey! That's a glass cup, and you can't afford to lose the best teapot!! ”

"Huh?"

'Bang! ’

The teapot was shattered in response, the glass cup is a valuable teapot with no price in the world, and it is even more high-quality to soak dry Yan, which is rare in the entire Xiaoyao Sect, as the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect and the disciple loved by the elders and sect masters, Mu Yanran has only such a lamp in Lanyue Xuan.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know this thing was so valuable... That, I didn't catch it because you suddenly pounced, can you not compensate? The embarrassed Wan Zhiyue cautiously raised her head and glanced at Wei Fengyan's whole green face, and her voice couldn't help but get lower and lower the more she talked about it. When it comes to the word compensation, the voice is even lower than the buzzing of mosquitoes.

At this time, Wei Fengyan's body trembled violently, obviously hearing what she was saying.

The whole body couldn't help but tremble with anger, and seeing the other party blinking with a pair of innocent big eyes, Wei Fengyan's heart burned even more!

(To be continued.) )