Under the gaze of everyone, Yan Yumo blinked, revealing a little fox-like smile, and said, "Because ...... I'm going to be careful that you're going to get wolfy......"

"Huh?"

Xiao Bai poked his head out of Jiang Han's clothes, looking sleepy-eyed, but a pair of wolf eyes looked at Yan Yumo, revealing puzzlement.

"Uh, I didn't say you ......" Yan Yumo said as he hugged Xiaobai in his arms and stroked its silky hair, "No matter how many times I see it, I think it's cute!" ”

Murong Kexin's beautiful eyes were also shining, and she stepped forward to tease Xiaobai.

"What kind of person do I look like?"

Jiang Han pointed a finger at himself, very angry.

"You know it yourself." Yanyu gave him a blank look.

Jiang Han suddenly had a grievance that couldn't be washed away by crying down the Great Wall, and the 10,000 horses with mud on their heads and feet galloped through the grass in his heart!

Do you know?

Anyway, where do you know? I don't seem to have done anything and haven't hooked up with girls, right? Jiang Han roared in his heart.

"Tianming, do you think I'm that kind of person?" Jiang Han suddenly pulled Ye Tianming over and stared at him viciously.

"Ahem...... No, it's not ......" Ye Tianming laughed dryly.

"Yumo, ...... you listen," Jiang Han turned his head.

"It's clear you're threatening him." Yan Yumo said lightly.

Jiang Han's expression changed instantly, he showed a kind smile, patted Ye Tianming's shoulder gently, and said softly: "Tianming, tell me, am I the kind of person your Sister Yumo said?" ”

Ye Tianming's eyes rolled, and he coughed dryly: "This ......"

"Huh?" Jiang Han's eyes narrowed, and a wisp of cold light emanated.

"Brother Jiang, you are in the wind, kind-hearted, and ......single-minded," Ye Tianming said seriously.

"Alright, alright!" Yan Yumo glared at Jiang Han angrily, "I know you're very good!" "Say it. He said in a sour tone, "Otherwise, how can you hook up with girls everywhere." ”

Jiang Han let go of Ye Tianming, and said helplessly: "Where do I have a hookup?" ”

"Humph!" Yanyu Moqiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and she was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "Who is Shen Xing'er?" ”

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, and reflexively spoke: "How do you know her?" ”

"Sure enough, it's ......" Yan Yumo's pretty face suddenly turned cold. "Don't ask me how I know, you just say what's between you?" ”

"What a place and what a place!" Jiang Han rolled his eyes wildly, "I have only met her five times, what can I have?" ”

"Really?" Yan Yumo's face was full of suspicion, caressing Xiaobai's head in his hand, but his eyes were full of suspicion at Jiang Han, "As far as I know, she also went to Jiuxiao Peak to find you." ”

Jiang Han was even more dazed. "When did it happen? How I don't know. ”

Yan Yumo frowned slightly, she did know that the girl named Shen Xing'er had gone to Jiuxiao Peak many times, but looking at Jiang Han's current expression, it was not a lie.

Suddenly, Jiang Han patted his forehead and explained, "You should be mistaken." Her identity is very special, and she already knows Yun Lao...... It seems that Yun Lao is called Grandpa Yun. In short, she should have gone to find Yun Lao. ”

Yan Yumo nodded in disbelief, although she thought that Jiang Han didn't lie to her, but for Shen Xing'er's trip to Jiuxiao Peak. With a woman's intuition, she felt that it was not so simple.

Suddenly. White rays fell from the sky, each falling on a disciple.

"Huh? This is...... Numbering? Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, looking at the big words on his sleeves that were gathered with white light: One thousand and one.

He turned his head to look at the white light on the arms of Yan Yumo and the others, and suddenly determined.

Yanyumo is eight hundred and eighty-eight, Ye Tianming is nine hundred and fifty, and Jing Tian is nine hundred and forty-nine......

didn't wait for Jiang Han to finish reading. A loud voice came from the sky.

"A total of one thousand and one disciples, numbered separately, after a stick of incense, the lottery will start to determine the target of the battle, everyone get ready!"

The voice fell. The disciples below immediately whispered, probably asking each other's numbers.

"I'm eight hundred and eighty-eight." Yan Yumo looked down at the number on his arm, "It's easy to remember." ”

"Not only is it easy to remember, but it's also very auspicious!" Jiang Han said casually.

"Geely? Why? Yan Yumo showed a puzzled look.

Jiang Han then remembered that the Tianwu Continent did not say this, and his mind turned around, and he said: "This is a legend that we have there, 'eight' represents the belonging of luck, and your number is 'eight hundred and eighty-eight', which is the luck of luck!" ”

"Huh? Really......" Yan Yumo was surprised, "Then will I have a bye and enter the next round?" ”

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were strange, and he nodded: "This, there is really a little possibility." ”

Because there are a thousand and one people, there will definitely be one bye, but who has that kind of luck, it is not clear.

"How many are you?" Yan Yumo asked.

"I ......"

Jiang Han had just spit out a word, and Ye Tianming next to him shouted, "Brother Jiang, you are actually the last one!" ”

This sentence directly made everyone focus on Jiang Han's arm.

Sure enough, the white mangs flickered, it was "one thousand and one"!

Jiang Han suddenly glared, "Can you kid speak?" What do you mean I'm the last one?! It's just a number! ”

"That's what I meant." Ye Tianming looked innocent.

"You say, could this be arranged according to cultivation?" At this time, Murong Kexin suddenly spoke.

The number displayed on her arm was "Nine Hundred and Fourteen", which was a little higher than Ye Tianming and Jing Tian.

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but have some realization, and the connection with personal cultivation and numbering was indeed related to cultivation!

"That is to say......"

Everyone once again focused on Jiang Han, with strange eyes.

"What do you see? What's wrong with low cultivation, looking down on people with low cultivation? Jiang Han said dissatisfied.

"Look down." These are the words of the hearts of the people.

"Hahaha, that's true, Brother Jiang, you are actually the first from the bottom among so many people!" Ye Tianming's tears of laughter were about to come out.

Jiang Han glanced at him lightly, "You won't have your share of the dinner party in the future." ”

“…… Brother Jiang, I was wrong! Ye Tianming immediately put away his smile and said seriously, "Who doesn't know that Brother Jiang is a genius among geniuses, a small number can only prove that Brother Jiang's strength far exceeds that ......of cultivation."

"There is no logic at all." Jiang Han said lightly, "In addition, I am looking forward to meeting you in battle." ”

Ye Tianming suddenly made a bitter face, "Brother Jiang, don't make trouble!" We have such a good relationship, can we fight because of this? ”

Jiang Han pursed his lips, he knew that Ye Tianming was thick-skinned enough, and he could talk about things that were not related at all.

At this time, the time for a stick of incense had passed, the sky was stacked with heavy clouds, and several huge momentum suddenly rose, instantly filling the surroundings, and even the air became extremely oppressive. (To be continued......)