Su Qingyan was dumbfounded when he heard this, what is the situation, Lan Yan is in trouble, Lan Yan is in trouble!

"Well, he and I do know each other, it's just a drop by to go back together, you won't think it's ......" Su looked at the red-clothed woman strangely.

"I think why! I'm just asking casually, I warn you to stay away from him next time, it's just an aunt who cultivates Su Yudu, hmph, you deserve to stand with him! In addition, don't say anything to others today, my aunt is a monk in the late stage of foundation building! If you let me know that you said it, hum!" The red-robed woman first blushed, and then viciously warned Su Qingyan, and went contentedly, standing not far away Shen Xingling's eyes, a faint and unknown light flashed in her eyes.

Su Qingyan was secretly speechless, she couldn't imagine that Su Ji's cold and cold appearance and admirers, fortunately, this woman has no scheming, of course, she is afraid that her honor will also help a lot, otherwise it will be a trouble.

The two of them walked into the room, and the meal was obviously very unpleasant.

"I'm sorry, I caused you a ...... just now," Shen Xingling said aggrievedly, a pool of tears rolled in his eyes, but they didn't flow out.

Su Qingyan secretly praised his acting skills in his heart, but unfortunately he acted too much and was easy to expose. The events in the cafeteria obviously did not affect Su Qingyan, and even if her eyes were bad, she could see Su Qingyan's deliberate dodge, and the things in front of the dormitory had nothing to do with her.

Especially the latter sentence, it is more appropriate to inquire than sorry, as long as Su Qingyan is not the kind of person who is rude and willful or scheming, seeing Shen Xingling's posture must be explained with guilt.

"Hmph, it's good if you know, stay away from me next time you go out, and you'll be in trouble!" Su Qingyan looked at Shen Xingling with a disgusted expression.

Shen Xingling was stunned, and the tears in his eyes immediately flowed down like beads with broken threads.

"If you want to cry over there and cry, I'm not dead yet, I don't need you to cry and mourn, hmph, it's really unlucky!" Seeing Shen Xingling's tears, Su Qingyan was even more annoyed, viciously drove him away from the bed, and muttered again, "I hate you delicate women the most, don't come to cultivate immortals if you can't stand the suffering, do you think you can cultivate immortals with a good face!"

Shen Xingling threw himself down in front of the bed, biting his lip tightly, and only the occasional whimper came from. Su Qingyan made the bed aggressively on the side, and after lying down, he turned over and over a stick of incense before falling asleep. On the other side, Shen Xingling listened to Su Qingyan's gradually smooth breathing and slight snoring, and tiptoed out, next to the dormitory was a very small stream, Shen Xingling washed his face with stream water, and tiptoed back, stood in front of the bed for a long time before he finished the futon and fell asleep.

Early the second morning, Su Qingyan sat in front of the bed a little depressed, although the aura here is abundant, it is really not suitable for cultivation, not to mention that there is a roommate with an unpredictable personality next to him, let's just say that there is no slightly stronger formation in this room, if someone disturbs him in the middle of cultivation, wouldn't it be a failure? Could it be that the monks here are extremely wealthy, and what formation do they still carry?

Su Qingyan recalled that in his days in Yunmen, even low-level disciples had their own cave mansions, and there was no reason why there was no place for Qing cultivation when they reached the five major sects. Su Qingyan was puzzled, and he didn't dare to cultivate casually, so he got up and ate some breakfast, sat on the bed and meditated, meditating on the problems in his cultivation.

The three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the monks came to the square after freshening up early. There were actually fifty-four monks on the square, and Su Qingyan just felt a little strange, and felt that the two eyes were firmly locked on him.

"Could it be the red-clothed woman again, who is the other one?" Su Qingyan wondered in his heart, why did he pay so much attention recently. As soon as he raised his eyes, he was stunned again, the strong man in white in front of him was not the big man standing next to Jin Shu that day, seeing Qiu Yan smiling strangely at him, Su Qingyan frowned, and looked at the eyes beside him, only to see a pair of reddened eyes staring at him tightly, and the hatred in his eyes made Su Qingyan startled.

Su Qingyan carefully looked at the owner of these eyes, and saw that her whole body was wrapped in a white robe, and even her face was covered with a white veil, revealing only a pair of eyes, although such a dress is rare, but there are also many female cultivators who wear it like this, and the people around her did not pay too much attention, but Su Qingyan was even more surprised, because she quickly recognized that the person wrapped in the white robe was Jin Shu!

"It's strange how she could be here, she obviously didn't pass that day's trial. Could it be that Qiu Maniac? What a weird man, I don't know what means he used, he was able to bring Jin Shu in. It seems that you will have to be more careful in the future, but I didn't see Jin Shu come to the dormitory yesterday, did he go to the poison cultivator's side?"

"Bell!" Su Qingyan was thinking about it when a thick and low bell interrupted her train of thought. Su Qingyan looked at the source of the bell, and the other monks did the same, only to see four rays of light of various colors as if flying towards everyone with the bell, and after a while, they fell in front of everyone, and they were actually monks in the foundation building period.

At first, one of the two was a red-bearded man, who had a hot temper at first glance, and the other was a lewd old man in tattered clothes, who was the old man who ordered the blockade of the Poison Dragon Pond. One of the two later was an extremely gentle old man with a smile, and the other was a middle-aged man who squinted at people, and the two were also cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

"Are you the little monks who have passed the trial this time?" the red-bearded man shouted as soon as he fell, and he couldn't help but roar.

"We have limited time, so I won't talk nonsense with you, I am the Venerable Master of Licorice Peak Fire Dragon, this is the Master of Crane Peak Pure Purity, the Master of Licorice Peak Qingye, and the Master of Crane Peak Ink Poison, you can just call Uncle Huo, Uncle Jing, Uncle Qing, and Uncle Mo. The poison cultivator stands on the left, and the spiritual one stands on the right. Fire attribute wood attribute or spiritual cultivators who feel that they have alchemy talent follow me, and the others follow Aoba. The rest of the net old man, you say. ”

"Hmph, I'm done with you, what do you want me to say about this bad old man. The Master of Pure Purity plucked out his ears with disdain, and a fly-like insect flew out of his hair in a panic, flew around the messy hair and then fell, and the monks below were all sick to their stomachs, but they did not dare to attack, only to feel that the name was really wonderful.

"Phew. The Venerable Master of Pure Purity spat again before he continued, "If you have a water attribute metallic or feel that you have a talent for refining poison, the poison cultivator will follow me, and the others will follow the ink poison. You can tell you the rest of the green leaves. ”

As he spoke, the red-bearded man glared at him again and again, baring his teeth, and the Venerable Master Pure Clean, with his pockmarked face, bared his teeth at the Venerable Master of the Fire Dragon...... Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Master Aoba immediately took a step forward.

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