With such an idea, Jing Chong was a little more curious, slightly raised his eyebrows, he squeezed a few steps forward, and looked behind Zhai Xingniang more concentratingly.

Behind Zhai Xingniang is still a woman, although her appearance is not as good as the former, but she stands out from the crowd, but she also looks exceptionally delicate and beautiful.

A little familiar, a little resentful.

Seeing this former enemy, Jing Chong was silent on the surface, but in his heart he had mixed feelings, "Liu Xiaoying! Even she has obtained the qualification to enter the inner village!"

If it weren't for those subtleties, there would have been a place for this group of people. But it can be made to make people, it backfires, and the blame is only for the unfavorable and ill-fated years.

While self-pity, self-pity on the other. Once upon a time, he was not favored by them, and was even insulted by them under their feet, and finally found an opportunity to prove himself, but he was slapped back to his original form.

The stupid bird flies first, and his current strength does not have a trace of opportunism, he is completely conscientious and works hard step by step.

The reason why others look at each other is because they are jealous. The miracles they see are only personal imaginations, and they can't see the efforts of others behind these miracles. So these people are simply villains.

All his aura was short-lived, it only lasted for a moment, and he was forcibly suppressed, of course, for these, Jing Chong was more unwilling, he was unwilling to be buried, it was gold that always shined.

The passage of time has gradually made people restrain their grievances, at least until now, except for blaming himself for his ill-fated fate, he has not held too many grudges.

Especially the two women in front of them, although they behave selfishly and hurt others, they are not big traitors, and they can be righteous and indignant about these behaviors, but they are not enough.

He still needs to prove more.

With a deep sigh of relief, Jing Chong tried his best to sweep away the depression in his heart. Getting rid of the distractions, he turned his gaze again, and with a slight glance, he turned Liu Xiaoying's figure and looked behind him.

Behind Liu Xiaoying is the disciple of the hypocritical board called Ma Xiuyuan, this guy is quite cunning and cunning, I am just a clown who jumps off the beam and is not to be afraid of, Jing Chong doesn't care about it at all.

Behind Matthew Yuan was Lu Tianyun, the Fire Knife Battalion who was hostile to him at the beginning.

Although he didn't see the battle between Ma Xiuyuan and Lu Tianyun completely, the scene when the two left was also vivid, not to mention that the voice of discussion in the crowd was so strong, so he still knew about these two people.

That young man named Lu Tianyun still remembered that he had been deflated and left in a bad mood, how did he later become this so-called official disciple?

and jumped into the top ten, such an ending had to make Jing Chong puzzled

The one standing behind Lu Tianyun was also very familiar, it was the little master he met when he just entered the art hall three years ago, he still remembered that he had a battle with Nie Haiyuan a month ago, and was defeated by Nie Haiyuan with despicable tricks, but this kid really has a certain ability, and he even became one of the top ten disciples in the end, I really don't know what happened in the end.

Seeing this, Jing Chong couldn't find anyone he knew anymore, because four figures walked behind Chang Lin, all of them were teenagers about the same age as him, although they looked a little familiar, but they couldn't be named from beginning to end.

Shaking his head helplessly, Jing Chong was unwilling to focus on these few people who had nothing to do with him, not to mention that among this group of people, there was no arrival of Gongye Changxun, and it was obvious that his influence on the other party was also very great.

It is better to paralyze his body, and it will be difficult to be evil and unkind in this life.

With such an idea in his heart, he also turned his gaze and put it on Zhai Xingniang.

But at this moment, the corner of his eye swept away, and he had to look at the tail again.

His gaze stayed behind the last disciple of the outer village, and he calmly caught a familiar figure.

"There are even eleven people!"

Surprised in his heart, Jing Chong opened his mouth in surprise, but his eyes did not move a bit.

The familiar white robe, the fair face, cold and unrestrained, but unfortunately it looks a little haggard now, especially in those cold eyes, but there is a bit of evil for no reason.

He is very handsome, but unfortunately the fly in the ointment is that he is missing an ear, and there is a trace of flaw wrapped in white gauze in the left ear that was originally like an ingot, but his handsomeness has not been left behind.

But such a face, presented in front of the eyes, did not show a trace of joy. Instead, it increased a lot of disgust.

Suppressing the fluctuation in his heart, Jing Chong deliberately warned himself not to be angry, no matter how powerful the hatred was, it would eventually pass, and now he needed to precipitate.

"Gongye Changxun!"

muttered softly in his mouth, his dry lips were bitten unconsciously, staring at him, he only felt a sore eyelid, and the corners of his eyes were also a little moist.

He gritted his teeth and said every word, as if he had seen the biggest joke in the world, which made people laugh, but he laughed weakly.

He completely ignored the puzzled gazes in front of him and behind him.

Through the crowd, it seemed that a tacit understanding had been formed, Jing Chong's simple four words, the voice was not loud, but it seemed to have magic to touch the white-clothed young man who walked at the very end.

But seeing that his complexion changed like a feeling, a trace of resentment erupted from his gaze.

Reflexively stroked the mutilated left ear with his hand, and a touch of evil intent and hatred quickly appeared on that handsome face.

But wandering among the crowds, no matter how he searched, he couldn't find Jing Chong's location, so Gongye Changxun, who thought it was an illusion, restrained the anger on his face and returned to his previous calm again.

"I really didn't expect him to come!" The noisy crowd couldn't stop Jing Chong's chaotic heart at all, just now he was still regretting not meeting him, and he realized his expectations at this moment, it seems that God wants to help him this time.

"That's fine, since he's here, you can't let him go back!"

Jing Chong secretly planned in his heart, and he suddenly had an idea, that is, to avenge Zou Cang, so that Gongye Qingfeng could also taste the loss of his relatives.

This is an opportunity.

And thinking about it, he couldn't help but move his steps forward, which made him want to do it on the spot.

But soon, the restless brain calmed down, revenge is important, but it depends on what kind of method is used.

It is clear that it is not a wise choice to do such a thing at such a juncture.

After all, Gongye Changxun can still enter the inner village so unscrupulously, it seems that this is all arranged by Gongye Qingfeng?

What's more, the other party didn't expect that he and Nie Haiyuan would escape to the inner village, and they also became servants in the mix, so when they didn't understand what was going on, it was better not to go out too early.

This time, he had to plan carefully and implement the plan step by step. As long as he can rely on the big tree in Neizhai, he doesn't have to be afraid at all.

No matter how long Gongye Qingfeng is, I believe that he will not dare to touch the official disciples of the inner village.

After all, in this inner village, the forces of the outer village can't interfere in any way, and they only need to quickly improve their strength and become official, and they can completely confront Gongye's uncle and nephew head-on.

So this time, no matter what, he can't give up this opportunity in front of him, and before that, he must not get sideways.

With such a plan, Jing Chong can be regarded as pointing out the direction for himself, he can no longer be beaten passively as before, this time he is going to play big, he wants to play a blockbuster, and he must take the initiative to attack and focus on anti-guests.

If you play well, you can soar to the sky, and if you play badly, it will be a catastrophe, anyway, you are used to this result, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Such a big gamble is indispensable in life, not to mention that Jing Chong still has so much confidence now.

Of course, such an idea still needs to be built on its own strength.

But in the past month or so, his unshirkable cultivation has also produced a qualitative change in himself, not only has a strange formation of the sprout of battle qi in the dantian, but even his own strength has soared more than twice in a straight line.

It is with such a reliance that Jing Chong has such confidence.