"Except for those who have become famous, the younger generation who can have the Qingling Root can be counted on just one hand, hey...... That seems to be Shen Qingjue. Saying that, the disciple's sharp-eyed eyes found a young man with a delicate face and a shy expression in the crowd of the Fengyue Sect, and immediately raised his finger and pointed over.

Ye Qingtang, who was standing on the side, skipped all kinds of rumors about Yunxiao Sect in her ears, and a cold light flashed silently in her eyes, and she glanced at the man's hand.

But this look made Ye Qingtang a little stunned for an instant.

The little boy standing between the disciples of the Fengyue Sect was not the little guy he met in Lucheng that day?

Ye Qingtang saw that the little guy was extremely talented, but he had too little experience and was very young, but he didn't want that little guy to be so big......

"It's not ...... That little ghost? The Blood Moon Sect elder who was standing beside Ye Qingtang raised his eyes and immediately recognized Shen Qingjue's appearance.

Isn't this the little boy he wanted to take his body in the first place?

At that time, he knew that this little boy had excellent qualifications and was the most suitable body for him to give up, but he was disturbed by Ye Qingtang, a dead girl, and forced him to be stuffed into Zhou Qu's broken body.

If this was the beginning, he changed to Shen Qingjue's body, and now his strength is afraid that he is not afraid of Ye Qingtang for a long time.

Thinking of this, the Blood Moon Sect Elder couldn't help but glance at Ye Qingtang with some resentment.

This dead girl, born to be clearly to restrain him!

If he hadn't bumped into her in Lucheng, he wouldn't have known where he was going to be happy now, and where he would still be nesting in this sect and being controlled by a group of famous and decent families.

The more the Blood Moon Sect elder thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but glare at Ye Qingtang.

Ye Qingtang raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was inadvertent, and patted the bloody sword on his waist.

The Blood Moon Sect Elder's back was cold, and his face directly stiffened.

Shameless!

If he hadn't been able to beat her, he wouldn't have been so angry.

However, even though the Blood Moon Sect Elder had already hated it in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face, so he could only smile at Ye Qingtang with a little embarrassment.

Ye Qingtang retracted his gaze, but the disciples of the Xuanling Sect on the side suddenly looked at a tall and handsome disciple in the ranks of the Qinglin Sect.

Among the people of the Qinglin Sect, the status of that disciple was obviously different from that of the other disciples, that is, the elder of the Qinglin Sect, and he also showed a slight smile.

"Fu Lingtian's state this year seems to be higher than in previous years, this kid can obviously be promoted to the elite disciple of the Qinglin Sect, and he still has to participate in the three sect competitions with us." The more the disciples of the Xuanling Sect thought about it, the more depressed they became, it was not that they were short of breath, but that this Fu Lingtian was really powerful, as long as he was there a few years ago, the disciples of other sects would not want to touch the laurels of the three sects again.

A group of disciples who were participating in the competition, just seeing Fu Lingtian felt their scalps tingle.

Ye Qingtang also glanced at it by the way, that Fu Lingtian looked extraordinary, but it was not bad, no wonder Qinglin Sect was so optimistic.

The Blood Moon Sect Elder glanced at Ye Qingtang's line of sight, but this look made the Blood Moon Sect Elder's brows involuntarily furrow slightly.

"This kid...... It's kind of weird. ”

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingtang retracted her gaze, thinking that the Blood Moon Sect Elder had seen Fu Lingtian's talent was good, so she had the idea of giving up, but when she saw the slightly strange look on the Blood Moon Sect Elder's face, she vaguely felt that something was wrong.