Ling Zheng opened the door, and saw Wang An standing in front of the door panting, and just as he was about to ask, Wang An grabbed Ling Zheng's arm and wanted to drag him away.

"Hey, Brother Wang, what's the matter, let me put on my clothes first, okay?" Ling Zheng said helplessly.

Wang An found that Ling Zheng was only wearing underwear, and hurriedly smiled: "Oh, brother, look at me, I panic when I encounter something big, which is not comparable to you." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Ling Zheng asked tentatively as he got dressed, "Could it be that there are dead people in the door again?"

"Bah, brother, don't look forward to this kind of thing. Wang An shook his head violently, and then said excitedly: "What happened this time is a great joy!"

A big event?

When Ling Zheng heard this, his tense nerves instantly relaxed, and then he said nonchalantly: "What happy event can there be?"

Unless it is life and death, no matter what happens in the Burning Fire Gate, it will not affect Ling Zheng, who in the eyes of others, can only stay at the third order of the Spirit Condensation Realm in this life. Even if there is something good, it is basically not his turn.

Therefore, Ling Zheng was extremely excited about Wang An, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he was very cold.

"Hehe, don't get excited when you say it. Wang An said: "Sue sù you, Senior Sister Yanran, who was taken away by the mysterious cultivator eight years ago, has just returned!"

"Oh. Ling Zheng heard the news and just nodded slightly.

Wang An saw that Ling Zheng still reacted like this, and was suddenly a little stunned: "Brother, why don't you have any ideas at all?"

Ling Zheng tidied up his clothes and said lightly: "What can I think, Senior Sister Yanran is back, and she won't give me a gift." ”

"I'm not talking about that. Wang An looked at Ling Zheng carefully and asked tentatively: "Brother, do you like men?"

Ling Zheng almost fainted, but regarding his reputation, he still explained very solemnly: "Brother Wang, what I like is women. ”

"Then why did you hear the news that Senior Sister Yanran was back, and you didn't react at all?" Wang An looked at Ling Zheng with a strange face: "But any man will not have no thoughts about Senior Sister Yanran." ”

"Don't be so absolute. Ling Zheng had a headache and explained: "I just feel that being like a fairy like Senior Sister Yanran is not something I can imagine. I'm more practical, by the way, Brother Wang, didn't you say last time that you had a few cousins at home, go back and show me the portrait, I'm still very interested in your cousins. ”

Wang An's strange eyes disappeared in an instant, and were replaced by admiration: "Brother, with your mentality, my brother is far from being comparable." In the future, even if you mix in the mortal world, you will definitely be able to mix well. ”

Seeing that he had finally explained clearly, Ling Zheng's face looked a little better, and said, "By the way, big brother, what are you looking for me?"

Wang An then remembered the purpose of his coming here, and hurriedly said: "Just now, Elder Taishang sent an order to all the disciples in the sect to go to Tianyan Peak to welcome Senior Sister Yanran, but because it was inconvenient to ring the bell again, let the deacons and alternate elders in the sect go and notify them one by one." ”

"As for making such a big move?" Ling Zheng muttered: "It's just a trip back, and you still need all the disciples in the sect to welcome you, I'm afraid the head of the sect doesn't have this kind of pomp, right?"

"You think everyone is like you, with such a good mentality. Wang An grabbed Ling Zheng's arm again and dragged it out vigorously: "When the other disciples in the door heard the news, they all rushed to Tianyan Peak as if they had been beaten with blood, let's hurry up and take a position closer to Senior Sister Yanran." ”

Ling Zheng rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, "You are like this, isn't it like you have been beaten with chicken blood?

The senior sister of Yanran in Wang An's mouth, whose full name is Zhao Yanran, is the most qualified disciple in the history of the Burning Flame Sect. Like Ling Zheng, she began to embark on the path of cultivation at the age of six, and in less than two years, she had already achieved the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensation Realm. This kind of qualification, not to mention the Flame Gate, is rare even in the entire cultivation realm.

After Zhao Yanran advanced to the Great Consummation of the Spirit Condensation Realm, she was obviously very hopeful of impacting the Foundation Building Realm, but she herself did not have that idea. After stopping like this for three years, one day eight years ago, a mysterious cultivator with white hair who looked like an old woman passed by the incinerator gate, and fell in love with Zhao Yanran at a glance and wanted to accept her as a closed disciple.

Zhao Yanran is the hope that the Burning Gate will flourish again, and the new head of the Burning Gate is naturally reluctant to let people go. But the old woman-like cultivator just called the new head of the Burning Fire Gate to have a secret talk, and after that, the new head of the Burning Fire Gate arranged an apprenticeship for Zhao Yanran with an excited face.

Obviously, the new head of the Burning Flame Gate received a valuable gift or a heavy promise.

After the apprenticeship, Zhao Yanran was taken away by the old woman, and only returned to the incinerator gate in the early morning today. Counting the time, it is exactly eight years from now.

Ling Zheng's stepfather had just passed away at that time, so he was not in the mood to see the huge apprenticeship ceremony. He has been in a state of hard cultivation for ten consecutive years, and he doesn't care about anything else, so his impression of Zhao Yanran is very vague.

If I had to say that I had an impression, Ling Zheng only remembered that she was very beautiful, but he couldn't remember her appearance at all.

As Wang An said, at this moment, all the disciples in the sect had already gathered on Tianyan Peak, looking at the main hall with bright eyes.

This group of people has obviously been carefully dressed, and they have all changed into their best clothes, and they all look like a handsome boy.

Even Wang An, who was beside Ling Zheng, also came back with a change of clothes, he didn't know what he had wiped on, the square face that was as black as coal looked very fair at the moment, which made Ling Zheng look at it and laugh in his heart.

The deacon, who was in charge of counting the numbers, frowned slightly, and after he counted the numbers, he found that there were two missing.

The two missing are naturally Du Fei and Yu Cong, who died last night.

When he learned of this situation, he quietly told the Supreme Elder who was guarding the scripture building.

Elder Taishang just nodded, and his expression did not fluctuate.

Seeing this, Ling Zheng finally let go of his hanging heart.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, and the door of the main hall of the sect was gently opened by a slender jade hand, and then, a woman in a light blue dress, with a slender figure, a cold and beautiful appearance, and a temperament like a fairy slowly walked out.

The commotion on Tianyan Peak suddenly disappeared, and everyone's eyes lit up looking at the beautiful woman like a fairy, even a few deacons and elders in their forties and fifties.

This beautiful woman is Zhao Yanran.

Her every move is so elegant, sacred, and inviolable. She smiled slightly, like the first sunny day after the rain, the flowers and trees piled up with snow, and the beauty was incomprehensible. In contrast, the few good-looking female disciples in the Burning Flame Gate instantly looked very untouched.

Under her smile, the world seemed a little pale.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yanran without blinking, and some even drooled.

Only Ling Zheng frowned, and beads of sweat were already showing on his forehead.