"Wait. ”

Everyone followed the direction from which the voice came and saw more than a dozen people standing in the altar square.

"Poof. Ling Qingmei suddenly covered her mouth, laughed, and said, "Eldest sister, second sister, have you encountered bandits?

Although the three of them are sisters, even outsiders can hear the ridicule in Ling Qingmei's words.

Of course, Ling Qingzhu and Ling Qingxuan also heard that this third sister was obviously not comforting them.

At that moment, he said coldly: "If you encounter our situation, it would be good to come back alive!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Qingzhu and the others stopped paying attention to Ling Qingmei's ugly face and looked towards the Ling clan patriarch on the main throne.

That's their father.

"Father, this time, on our way back, we encountered a storm and riots on the Blue River, so we didn't come back in time. Ling Qingxuan said.

On such a serious occasion, they always have to give a reason for being late.

Hearing this, the Ling clan patriarch's face softened a little, and said, "Indeed, I also saw the movement on the Blue River a few days ago. A great storm that has not been seen in decades has been caught up by you. ”

Hearing this, the leaders of the forces present and the ordinary people who were watching were a little surprised by what happened to them.

What's even more surprising is that they can survive that kind of storm.

"I said, eldest sister, second sister, after you broke away from the family, have you become so shabby and depressed? You can't even afford to hire a fourth-order alchemist?" Ling Qingmei's mocking voice sounded out of place again.

In the early years, when the three sisters were still in the family, they were a little disagreeing with each other.

Ling Qingzhu and Ling Qingxuan have a very good relationship, but Ling Qingmei is very jealous of them, whether it is talent or beauty, they are not as good as her eldest sister and second sister, which makes Ling Qingmei's heart very unbalanced.

Now that she sees her eldest sister and second sister down, she naturally wants to seize the opportunity to ridicule her.

As she spoke, Ling Qingmei's gaze fell on the third-order alchemist invited by Ling Yan Pavilion.

The three flame patterns painted on her chest indicated the identity of the latter, who was a third-order alchemist.

It's just that this female alchemist, who has a somewhat detached and even arrogant demeanor, did not refute Ling Qingmei's ridicule.

Because, she saw that in the team that Ling Qingmei was in, there was a fourth-order alchemist who was standing proudly.

In this huge Ling family's Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, a mere third-order alchemist was really not that eye-catching.

"Let's invite a few levels of alchemists, that's our freedom, you can't control it!" Ling Qingxuan's beautiful eyes glared at Ling Qingmei, and said without confidence.

It's not that she doesn't want to hire a high-level alchemist, it's that the latter's price is too expensive, and with Ling Yan Pavilion's strength, she can't afford it at all.

"What, does the Ling family's assessment event still need the participation of an alchemist?" Jiang Mo asked in surprise, he had some doubts before, why did he bring a third-order alchemist, but now he finally asked.

Hearing this, Ling Qingxuan tilted his head and said with some bitterness: "This is the assessment tradition of the Ling family, not only to test the force, but also to test the refining level of the forces formed by the children of the Ling family. After all, the Ling family also relied on the art of alchemy to gain a foothold in this Canglan City. ”

Hearing Ling Qingxuan's explanation, Jiang Mo nodded and said, "Don't worry, that fourth-order alchemist on the other side can't threaten us." ”

Jiang Mo's gentle words made Ling Qingxuan's pretty face soften slightly, but she only thought that this was Jiang Mo's words to comfort her.

Jiang Mo's conversation with Ling Qingxuan attracted Ling Qingmei's attention.

Her voice was loud this time, loud enough for everyone in the audience to hear.

"I heard that the Lingyan Pavilion formed by the eldest sister and the second sister is not like only accepting female disciples?

Ling Qingmei said to herself, the flowers and branches of laughter trembled, but anyone could hear the disdain in her words.

"Hehe, it's a pity, in my opinion, this kid is not very old, I'm afraid his strength is limited, right?"

"He shouldn't be able to save Ling Yan Pavilion's defeat, at most he is just a useless little white face, and he can't support a big thing. I advise the two sisters to replace them as soon as possible!"

Jiang Mo's brows furrowed slightly, from beginning to end, he had never provoked this woman named Ling Qingmei, but the other party's words were too harsh, which made Jiang Mo very unhappy.

"Hehe, how do you know that I'm just a useless little white face? Maybe, the final result will be beyond your expectations?"

Jiang Mo spread his hands, and a harmless smile appeared on his face, but if he was familiar with Jiang Mo, he could see a little anger beating in the depths of his pupils.

Hearing this, Ling Qingmei's pretty face changed slightly, in her opinion, Jiang Mo was a disciple of Ling Yan Pavilion, and he dared to talk back to her, but he really didn't know the size of it!

"Husband, this kid is very sharp-toothed! I don't like it very much, why don't we give him a taste of bitterness in the next martial arts?" Ling Qingmei hooked the corners of her mouth, turned her head to look at a bewitching man beside her, and said with a charming face.

"It's just right, I don't like this kid very much, when I know martial arts, I will abolish his hands and feet, and make him lie on the ground and beg for mercy!" The demonic man smiled evilly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Ling Qingmei, don't go too far, Jiang Mo Gongzi is not our disciple of Ling Yan Pavilion, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid we would have to die at the bottom of the Blue River!"

"I don't allow you to say that about him!" Ling Qingxuan's originally calm face suddenly became cold, and her pretty face was slightly cold.

"Hehe, then, he's your savior, isn't it?" Ling Qingmei smiled disdainfully.

"You ......" Ling Qingxuan was angry, stretched out his finger, pointed at Ling Qingmei, and was about to scold, but was stopped.

"Miss Qingxuan, forget it, when it's time to learn martial arts, it's not too late to teach those people a lesson, why waste your tongue?" Jiang Mo said lightly, his anger was temporarily suppressed, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad on his face.

"Good. Jiang Mo's eyes as deep as stars made Ling Qingxuan couldn't help but fall into them, and she nodded.

At this time, the patriarch of the Ling clan raised his hand and pressed it, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, don't quarrel, today is the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, not a place for you to quarrel!"

His majestic words fell, and there was a sudden silence underneath.

"Now, the ritual of worshipping the heavens begins!" he commanded.

Immediately, two hundred and sixteen waiters whose strength had reached the level of a martial artist came up trembling with a four-legged square tripod in two people......

(End of chapter)