Even those loose cultivators in the audience became interested in Ye Fan's past.

It was really surprising that Ye Fan was included in the Xuantian Pavilion as an exception, and now that he heard Huāmian mention it, they all pricked up their ears.

After they all pricked up their ears, the parties on the stage became dumb at the same time. Don't say it's Ye Fan, even Huā Mian, who has always been a little aggressive, closed his mouth at this time.

The matter of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, if it is taken seriously, in fact, Ye Fan and Huāmian are really not beneficial to anyone. And, in fact, it was Tieshengmen who suffered a greater loss than Huāmian.

After all, now the Tiesheng Gate is really occupying the original mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the private matter between him and Ye Fan is really said, it is just dragging Ye Fan to die together, where is it worth him to accompany the entire Tiesheng Gate with himself.

Originally, he dared to say these words, because he concluded that Ye Fan was not easy to explain, where did he think that a Jiao Suqing would be inserted halfway, and he couldn't help but regret it.

But Huāmian and Ye Fan were quiet, but Jiao Suqing was a little unhappy. I saw him yawn and said, "What's the matter, didn't you just say this?" Now that you're given a chance, won't you say it? Don't you say, isn't this stage going to be boring again? But that's fine. If you don't say it, I also know that there is someone in this who knows better, and I will call her up and ask her. Glutinous rice, glutinous rice! ”

Huāmian and Ye Fan were listening, and their faces changed suddenly.

Qin Guanglan also turned his head to stare at the glutinous rice with a very surprised look.

Nuomi was about to speak, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiao Suqing beckoning slightly on the stage, and as soon as her hands were in the air, Nuomi felt as if her body was lifted up by a pair of invisible big hands, and she didn't wait for her to react, only to feel a huā in front of her. When she came back to her senses, she found that she was already sitting on Jiao Suqing's lap.

Now it has been several years since she first met Jiao Suqing.

When she sat on Jiao Suqing's shoulder, she was just over ten years old. Now she is already a fifteen or sixteen big girl, where is it better to sit on Jiao Suqing's lap again, and quickly blushed and wanted to leave Jiao Suqing.

Unexpectedly, Jiao Suqing's reaction was faster than her, he grabbed her arm with one hand, smiled, and said, "Long time no see, you are cultivating now, can you still be smooth?" Are you here to attend this sect conference, but do you have any sects you want to join? Shall I get a place for you? My scales. You're still wearing it. As soon as I get here. I felt the storage of the scales. ”

Jiao Suqing's words were not very loud, but they were just enough for these monks on the stage to hear them, so they made Nuomi stunned.

She also thought that Jiao Suqing had some bad intentions when she brought her to the stage. Or really want to provoke Ye Fan to sleep. She was still a little flustered and resentful for a moment, not knowing how to deal with herself on stage, and not knowing what to say. Unexpectedly, Jiao Suqing thought that she was a person who came to seek a sect, and changed her ways to make it convenient for her.

Moreover, Jiao Suqing's scales were originally only given to her. Otherwise, just based on the breath of this scale, where could Jiao Suqing conclude that she was on the field.

As soon as Jiao Suqing finished speaking, the monks on the stage all looked at the glutinous rice together. Even Guo Qingyang, the hall master of the Round Urn Workshop, who had been expressionless all the way, turned his head to look at her.

Nuomi couldn't react for a while, so she could only reach out and pull Jiao Su Qing's sleeve, and whispered, "Ah Jiao." I don't-"

Jiao Suqing didn't wait for her to speak, he raised his head and shrugged his shoulders towards the monks on the stage, and said, "If anyone is interested in this new disciple of Xuantian Pavilion, then take this little girl under the door." If you're curious, I'll only help you get here. ”

At this moment, even Huāmian narrowed his eyes.

None of them knew the relationship between Jiao Suqing and Nuomi, and now when they saw them like this, they all felt that there must be something between the two of them.

If this little female cultivator is included in the door, isn't it equivalent to pulling Jiao Suqing, a big backer, behind his back?

At this time, the monks of those sects on the stage began to come up with the idea of glutinous rice one after another.

Only then did they have time to look at the glutinous rice.

I saw that the female cultivator sitting on Jiao Suqing's lap lowered her head slightly, put one hand on her lap, and pulled the corner of Jiao Suqing's sleeve with the other hand with a little uneasiness, and the two seemed to be very close.

And this nun herself, although most of her face is covered by the hanging hair, she can already be concluded to be a little beauty just from the little lines and half of the eyebrows that are exposed. Her skin is very delicate, with the kind of youthful atmosphere peculiar to a girl, blending with her rounded lines, but there is a unique style, which is unforgettable at first glance.

Although she was wearing just an ordinary robe, it was difficult to hide her somewhat delicate figure. This robe is a very traditional style, almost blocking her whole body. It was precisely because of this that her slender fingertips peeking out from the hem of her sleeves seemed more enticing.

Now she sat in front of Jiao Suqing a little shyly, her long eyelashes were half-covered, and she bit her lip gently, looking confused and uneasy. Even if there is no Jiao Suqing, just the appearance of this female cultivator, as long as it is paired with good cultivation, there is indeed no sect that cannot go.

On this stage, the only one who knows the exact relationship between Jiao Suqing and glutinous rice is Ye Fan.

At the beginning, he led the glutinous rice to the front of Jiao Su Qing. The spiritual pressure emitted by Jiao Suqing made Nuomi unbearable, and Nuomi once shrank behind him.

He shouldn't have cared about this, but somehow, he suddenly saw Nuomi sitting on Jiao Suqing's knees, and seeing that the two of them had become so close at some point, Ye Fan's heart was shallow with a trace of displeasure.

This kind of displeasure is quite shallow, almost like a piece of smoke raised by the rain on the river, even if it is blown by the wind, it will dissipate in an instant. But the ups and downs of this starry love still made Ye Fan take a big startle.

He didn't know how long it had been since such a fluctuation had arisen. He was already a cold person, and all he could think about was cultivation, and he hadn't had feelings because of external objects for a long time. The only thing that annoyed him was the chores that could affect his cultivation. It's just that he also knew that some chores were unavoidable, and it was Xuantian Pavilion that announced that he had saved zài, so he took over.

Even this little irritability was born because of his cultivation.

With such a level of cultivation, he should not have been provoked to be emotionally aroused so lightly.

This reminded him of the night he first saw glutinous rice. It was still Nuomi who said it several times before he remembered that he had been moved in his heart that night and left such a boy.

He had almost forgotten about it, even if Nuomi had mentioned it many times, he only remembered that the eyes that reflected the starlight at the beginning made his heartstrings seem to be gently plucked.

Nuomi still had the heart to see what Ye Fan's reaction was now, she was scrambling to stand up from Jiao Suqing, and naturally missed Ye Fan's confused expression on her side.

She struggled a little, and then she wrestled from Jiao Suqing. As soon as she looked up, she saw that the monks on the stage were almost all looking at her with a stunned look, and the monk named Deng Jingping had been completely forgotten, and now she was still standing pitifully on the stage, and she suddenly turned red.

"This-I-I don't want to join any sect, I'm not here to find a sect."

Nuomi quickly waved his hand and explained.

She was already very white and tender and good-looking, but because of the cultivation of the Dao One Heart Lotus Dafa, her body was shrouded in a layer of immortal energy, as if she was a little distant from others. Now there was a little flush on her face, and even the corners of her eyes were a little moist, which made her face look better, and she got closer to the person, so that people couldn't help but stare at her when they saw it.

"Although Ah Jiao has good intentions, but、But I already have a sect now, I came to this conference to help recruit disciples." Glutinous rice slowly bites the words, and finally finishes this sentence slowly. She was afraid that she would speak too quickly and say the wrong thing.

Although she didn't feel nervous when talking to the same people for a long time, on such a wide platform, in front of so many monks with higher cultivation level and status than her, how could she still maintain a normal heart. What kind of Dao One Heart Lotus Dafa, at this time, the effect has also become small.

Jiao Suqing was the first to come back to her senses after listening to her words. He sat down in a chair, stretched out his hand and pulled the sleeve of Nuomi's coat, and suddenly said, "Do you mean you are sitting in those sheds below?" If that's the case, I'll go down and sit down with you. It must be more interesting to hold your head like on the stage. ”

As soon as Nuomi lowered her head, she met Jiao Suqing's gaze, as well as the pair of soft little meat horns on Jiao Suqing's head, and at this time they all looked up and trembled slightly towards her.

I have to say that Jiao Suqing is very handsome, and looking at Nuomi with a begging look like this, it makes Nuomi's heart skip a beat, and her face is almost becoming more red again.

Before she could say anything, she heard the voice like a spring breeze coming from behind the stage: "Da Neng, aren't they all the same when they sit on and off this stage?" If you are willing to get close to this girl, I can ask someone to add another seat next to you on the stage, and also let her sect come up to the stage to pick the doorman, wouldn't it be better. ”

ps: Ah, some readers told me that they usually forget the jì head recommendation vote, and the author needs to not roll around and beg for it. So I'm going to roll around! Pink ticket recommendation ticket or something! Uh-huh!

In fact, speaking of which, my number of clicks is really ugly enough, and if there are recommended votes, you should vote for me, so that my number jù doesn't look so terrible, and I can try to get on a recommendation vote list or something. The results of the glutinous rice cub are up to everyone, huh