Chapter 145: Produced by Bai Yan, I'm angry

The members of the inner hall walked to the competition platform of the top 12 competitions, only to see that the hall master Liu Tang and the twelve elders were sitting sparsely on the high platform, but the seats exclusive to the three major sects behind them were sparsely populated......

Elder Jian Yi coughed twice with a solemn face, he had already re-sent the invitation last night, but he heard that the people of the three major sects were all furious when they received the invitation from Dabi. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Grass! The Holy Spirit Temple can't play with us?"

His grandmother's, yesterday she said that Dabi was delayed, and placed us and others at the summer resort, and today let us come over......

Don't do that.

So, the people of the three major sects don't care directly, how can we compare it with love, let's go to the Broken Sky Mountain Range for a tour and then come back, and when we come back and report to the sect, just report it casually, isn't there a member of the Holy Spirit Temple senior level in this procession, just coerce and lure them to tell the information.

Jian Yi wiped the sweat on his head, Chu Yan and Wang Mengyan, thank you for your hard work......

At this time, Liu Tang was a little strange, stared at the empty seat behind him with wide eyes, and asked, "Elder Jian Yi, what's going on?"

Jian Yi immediately cleared his throat and said, "Lord Hall, the people of the three major sects all received the news last night, but the scenery of the summer resort is so beautiful, they are reluctant to come, saying that they want to relax and have fun." ”

"Is this so?" Liu Tang was surprised; "I haven't been to that summer resort, it's really so good? I even missed the opportunity to find out the strength of our Holy Spirit Temple? ”

"Ahem, that's natural ......"

"But how did I hear that it was barren, and the trees around the summer resort were all improvised there? and the miniature waterfall was also carved out by dozens of earth-based swordsmen? The length is only one or twenty meters......

"Well, after all, the rumors are not credible......"

Liu Tang waved his hand, not having another war of words with Jian Yi, his eyes glanced at a striking place under the high platform, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Bai Yan's relationship with Mo Shuang is really good, I didn't expect that as a swordsmith, I could make this thing with my own hands." ”

I saw that near the competition platform, a gorgeous big chair was erected, the chair was so big that there was a deep red sandalwood five or six meters tall under it, and the lifelike pattern was carved with beautiful sword skills, and the structure on the chair was very suitable for the human body, and two or three people could sit comfortably, and two banners were hung on the left and right sides.

"I wish Brother Ink Frost a victory!"

"Produced by Bai Yan, it must be a high-quality product!"

As soon as Ink Frost came in, she saw the big chair, and her eyes flashed with a hint of emotion while being surprised. Ordinary people may see that this Bai Yan is like an upstart, using good wood and the noble craftsmanship of the swordsmith to make this big chair, simply showing his support for ink cream.

However, since Mo Shuang entered the Holy Spirit Temple, he has made countless enemies, although he killed Wang Ke and Wang Buqun, but the members of the inner hall will definitely have grievances in their hearts, after all, he is not like Liu Fu and Jian Xiao, he has a deep background and strong talent. Mo Xuechen and Dongfang Cangyun are mysterious.

Since he entered the Holy Spirit Temple, he has been sparks and lightning all the way, although his strength is gradually rising now, but the background is not enough to make these people succumb, so Bai Yan has to give Mo Shuang a deep background!

How is the friendship between the two sons of the Bai family, the swordsmith?

This chair stands here, even the Lord of the Holy Spirit Hall does not dare to say irresponsible things, although he Bai Yan is not strong, but in terms of identity, when he goes out, he is all the way with Liu Tang, and when others salute, they don't dare to salute Liu Tang first, and in the worst case, the two of them are on an equal footing!

Although he was not present today, who would dare to do this hand-made chair except for the ink cream?

Liu Fu and Jian Xiao looked at the chair and gritted their teeth angrily, and the fans around them were also a little dull-eyed.

The point is, I can't say it myself, I can't say it! This is the most annoying thing!

It's just because this chair was given to Moshuang by Bai Yan Gongzi, and he was also allowed to sit on it, he sat there, it was a matter of course, whoever dared to come forward and say a bad word, without Bai Yan doing it himself, the people around him would also hack him to death in minutes.

Even Elder Jian Yi's own grandson, Jian Xiao, and Liu Fu, who belonged to the same family as the hall master Liu Tang, didn't have this ability!

A trace of helplessness flashed in Liu Fu's eyes, Bai Yan's move invisibly lowered his reputation in the inner hall to freezing point. Since Ink Frost became a member of the Holy Spirit Temple, his prestige has become smaller and smaller, and the first person in the inner temple has become a joke, if this big competition loses to Ink Frost again, then he will completely fall from the altar, even if he is promoted to the sword master, he will be stepped on by Ink Frost forever!

Damn it!

The killing intent in Liu Fu's eyes flashed away, and then he was deeply relieved, because of that mysterious Chu Nan, this ink frost would inevitably fall at the most glorious moment!

Jian Xiao's eyes were full of complexity, since he was defeated by Ink Frost in Mingyue Lake, he devoted himself to cultivation and no longer deliberately suppressed it, and now he has become the peak of the middle stage of the ninth-order swordsman, in terms of cultivation speed, it is no less than Ink Frost, but at this moment, he has a sense of powerlessness.

It's too fast...... He's growing up so fast.

I vaguely remember that night in the cafeteria, Mo Shuang was just a minion to be played with by Liu Fu, and in a blink of an eye, he had grown into a dangerous person who could not be ignored, and he was also friendly with Bai Yan, whether it was talent or background, how to fight by himself, what to fight?

With Jian Xiao's wisdom, he would naturally think that after he was promoted to the sword master, the gap between Mo Shuang and himself would be farther and farther, and the talent of the Qiyuan Continent was determined by strength, so his last chance was the reward for the first place in this big competition - Ju Ning Xuandan!

But he looked around, Mo Xuechen, Dongfang Cangyun, Liu Fu...... Ink cream.

Jian Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a touch of ruthlessness.

At the critical moment, I had to use that trick.

With a slight jump, Mo Shuang took Chu Mengxi and Lu Qingyan to sit on the luxurious seat, only to feel that his back suddenly warmed, and the slightest flame breath was massaging his meridians, and his face showed a look of enjoyment. Bai Su in the crowd also jumped on the high chair, without Wang Ke, she didn't have to do any more disguise, and immediately the four of them were intoxicated by the comfort of the chair.

As soon as the people below breathe sluggishly, their eyes were filled with flames, and they looked at the ink frost with jealousy.

They looked at Chu Mengxi, Bai Su and Lu Qingyan, swallowed their cigarettes, thought about their hard life of being single for more than ten years, stretched out their hands without tears, and sighed, and suddenly there were groups of sighs in the venue.

Chu Mengxi saw that Bai Su was also coming up, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he pouted slightly, but he didn't say anything. At this time, Chu Pingfan also ran under the seat and shouted excitedly, "Brother Moshuang, pick me up too, I want to enjoy the seat too." ”

"Ahem, what do children enjoy? Cultivating hard is the right way. Mo Shuang reprimanded solemnly, and at the same time was close to Chu Mengxi, taking advantage of the other party's inattention, her lips slightly touched her pretty face.

Chu Mengxi's face suddenly turned red, and he was infinitely shy for a while, and the people below him were angry, and he had the urge to pull out the ink cream and beat him to death in minutes.

Liu Tang, the hall master on the high platform, couldn't stand it anymore, and the limelight was robbed by your kid in this way, he stood up helplessly, coughed twice, and said, "Okay, okay, give me silence!"

"Today's top 12 games started directly, because Mo Shuang and Wang Ke have already compared, cough cough, you all know the result, so Mo Shuang advanced to the top six, today's game, there are a total of five, the first game, Bai Su vs. Mo Xuechen, let's start. ”

After finishing speaking, Liu Tang sat down, and the passionate opening that he had thought of for about two hours was lost by Mo Shuang's actions. Now he's itching all over his body, too.

Liu Tang glanced at his eyes and found that the eyes of the elders were a little wrong, and more than a dozen people looked at each other for a moment, Liu Tang smashed his mouth, it seemed that he and his wife had not been ...... for a long time Well, I've been getting a little tight about cultivation lately.

It's been another sleepless night...... Ahem. (To be continued.) )