The dodging crowd returned to the ring one after another, and there was a huge crater in sight, charred and black.

Mo Wusheng's whole body was scarred, and there was no intact place, so he was helped down by his disciples.

"The winner of this sect competition is the Tianyuan Sect. Lin Batian announced.

"Sure enough, it was Tian Yuan Sect that won the first place. ”

"Qianyuan is going to change. ”

"No, I originally wanted my son to go to the Feiyun Sect, but now it seems that I should go to the Tianyuan Sect. ”

"I think so too, you see how wealthy Sect Master Mo was when he was fighting just now, he will definitely not suffer a loss when he goes to Tianyuan Sect. ”

"Cut, do you think this Tianyuan Sect can enter if you want to?"

Mo silently heard the discussion of the crowd, his eyes could breathe fire, and said, "Go!"

And although Su Ya has been accepted as a disciple by Mo Wusheng, she has not officially entered after all, so she did not leave with the group of Feiyun Sect.

But this embarrassing situation made her not want to stay longer for a moment.

"Dad, let's go. She tugged at Su Yuan's sleeve and whispered.

Su Yuan nodded, in fact, he didn't want to stay longer, the Feiyun Sect was defeated, he was also defeated, and he was still showing off his might in front of Mi Qingfeng before the sect's big competition, but he was slapped in the face so quickly.

Mi Qingfeng smiled and watched his son celebrate over there, although this competition had nothing to do with their father and son, but Tianyuan Sect was happy to win.

Mi Qingfeng glanced away, and happened to see Su Yuan and the two leaving, "Brother Su, why are you in such a hurry? ”

Su Yuan's figure froze, and he slowly turned around, "Mi Qingfeng, you are less proud, yes, the Feiyun Sect is defeated, but so what? My daughter is still a genius, and your son is just a waste." ”

Mi Qingfeng clenched his fists, it didn't matter if he was scolded, but his son was really unbearable when he was scolded, and retorted: "Who said that my son is a waste?"

Su Yuan sneered, "Your son is not a waste? Who doesn't know in the whole Dragon City, you father and son can't cultivate? Everyone just looks at you to have money to give you some face, you have a life to earn this money and you don't know if you have a life to spend it!"

"Su Yuan!" Mi Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

Su Yuan smiled: "Yaya, look, this is the so-called impotent rage. ”

Su Ya sneered: "Even that toad still wants to eat swan meat, how did you spend some money to enter the Tianyuan Sect and really think that you can turn over?"

Mi Qilin couldn't cultivate but was accepted as a disciple by Mo Lan, so in their eyes, this must be the back door for Mi Qingfeng to spend money to save face.

Hearing this father and daughter humiliate their sons like this, Mi Qingfeng couldn't bear it anymore and just wanted to beat them hard.

"What are you doing, you still want to do it?" Su Ya's eyes were sharp, and she saw Mi Qingfeng's strange appearance.

Forthwith.

A majestic momentum pressed on Mi Qingfeng, Mi Qingfeng was just an ordinary person, and in the face of Su Ya's oppression, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

On the podium.

Mo Lan looked at the prizes in his hand, a few pills, a book of exercises that did not enter the stream, dozens of spirit stones, and a certificate of being the first in the competition.

Smile bitterly, the payment is not proportional to the receipt.

Wrong.

These things are very precious, because this is what Mo Lan spent hundreds of rune seals and more than twenty spiritual weapons in exchange.

These are all top-grade pills, and the exercises are all divine exercises.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "Let's go, go back and rest for a night, and leave for the sect tomorrow." ”

"Yes, Sect Master. The crowd echoed in unison.

Mi Qilin realizes that his father is not around, and immediately searches around.

Finally, on the side, I saw Mi Qingfeng half-kneeling on the ground, his face was pale, and there were some blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

hurriedly stepped forward and helped Mi Qingfeng up.

"Yo yo yo, isn't this that waste?" Su Ya covered her mouth and smiled, her words still ruthless.

"You did that?" said Mi Qilin angrily.

"What? What can you do with a piece of waste?"

Su Ya didn't care.

Mi Qilin's face gradually became gloomy, "Damn!"

The cultivation of the late stage of Tongxuan poured out in an instant.

The invisible Gangfeng forced Su Ya back a few steps, Su Ya's eyes were suspicious, and said, "How is it possible?"

Su Ya couldn't feel the specific cultivation of Mi Qilin, but she faced Mi Qilin as if she was facing a desolate beast, and she was just a small speck of dust, which could be swallowed at any time.

"No way, you're just a piece of waste, how can it be. Su Ya looked crazy and yelled at Mi Qilin.

"Late stage of Tongxuan!" Lin Batian exclaimed, what the hell is going on? How could a well-known waste be a cultivator in the late stage of Tongxuan?

The cultivation in the late stage of Tongxuan was even higher than that of his own city lord, and there were few people in the entire Qianyuan who were stronger than him!

Could it be that he has been deliberately withholding himself all along?

Lin Batian set his eyes on Mo Lan and found that the latter was not surprised by Mi Qilin's matter.

Sure enough, Mo Lan knew about this matter, could it be that he helped Mi Qilin cultivate?

It's not right, Mo Lan has only been in Dragon City for a few days, and the time is not right.

But if not, why did Mi Qilin join the Tianyuan Sect, you must know that no one in the Tianyuan Sect is his opponent!

It's too weird, Lin Batian found that once things are related to Mo Lan, it will become very weird, and many unbelievable things will happen, just like Mo Lan was obviously asserted that he couldn't cultivate, but he cultivated, and even took three years to establish the Tianyuan Sect.

Lin Batian's opinion of Mo Lan has changed, even if such a person can't be friends, he must not go against him.

Lin Batian was now thinking about how to repair the relationship between him and Mo Lan.

Su Ya sat on the ground with a handful of snot and tears, looking sluggish.

Originally, although Su Yachang was not a country and a city, she was also very exquisite, but now she has no image at all, and she is sloppy.

"Yaya!" Su Yuan tried to pull Su Ya up.

A pale yellow liquid flowed out from under Su Ya's skirt.

"Scared to pee?" Mi Qilin didn't expect this.

After Mi Qingfeng rested for a while, his face gradually turned rosy, and he was a little unbearable when he saw Su Ya like this, and said, "Qilin, forget it, I'm fine." ”

Mi Qilin nodded, glared at Su Ya's father and daughter fiercely, and helped Mi Qingfeng to leave.

Mo Lan handed Mi Qingfeng a pill and said, "This healing pill will help you recover from your injuries." ”

"This ......" Mi Qingfeng hesitated, his injury was not serious, so he was not too embarrassed to take Mo Lan's pill for nothing, not to mention that he was not short of money, there was definitely no shortage of medicine.

"Dad, you take it, the sect master's medicine must be different from the medicine on the market. ”

"That's right, Master Mi, take it. Mo Lan also persuaded him.

"Oh well. Mi Qingfeng reluctantly accepted the medicine.

The group was not affected by this little farce, and celebrated as they walked to their accommodation.

Mo Lan glanced at Su Ya, who was still paralyzed on the ground, if she couldn't get out of this hurdle in her heart, she might not be able to fulfill her good talent.