But as an elder brother, he can't say anything, let alone express his position. Tianmen Mountain was originally a place where everyone was treated equally, and once the words came out, it would be difficult to recover. Moreover, Fang Yin'er has a stubborn personality since she was a child, and always acts according to her own will. The father of the family has always been arrogant and spoiled by Fang Yin'er, if Fang Yin'er is not allowed to suffer some hardships, this little girl will not know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Several female disciples gathered around and asked in a chattering voice, "Who was that person just now?"

Fang Yin'er just smiled and said nothing.

"It can't be your unmarried husband, right?" asked a woman tentatively.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful I tear your mouth apart. Fang Yin'er pretended to be angry, but she still didn't make her relationship with Pian Twelve Lang clear.

"That's right, I see that boy's eyes looking at you, full of love. The woman was jealous in her heart, but it was all written on her face.

"It's my brother, my brother. You're satisfied this time, aren't you? But I advise you not to think about it, he already has a marriage contract. Fang Yin'er took several female disciples to heaven with one sentence, and took several women to hell with one sentence.

The crowd was just bored, and they stopped talking.

Xiao Mo looked at Fang Yin'er, never liked to inquire about other people's privacy, so he smiled and said, "However, your brother doesn't look like you. But your family is a beautiful embryo. ”

His words made Fang Yin'er's heart bloom: "Actually, my brother was adopted by my father, he was abandoned when he was a child, and my father saw that he was pitiful, so he took him home." For many years, I treated him like my own brother. ”

Fang Yin'er rarely talked about her family, but when she saw Xiao Mo, she didn't care about anything.

Xiao Mo nodded, and then suddenly realized.

Cheng Zimo watched from the side and didn't speak. He only found out at this time. It turned out that Fang Yin'er was famous, and he also had such a famous brother. If he can climb up to their house, Cheng Zimo doesn't need to worry about anything.

At this moment, Murong Yan galloped over on a horse.

This woman is the biggest expression in the world, and when I see anyone, I don't speak with my chin raised. Even if he followed the Great Elder's closeness, he was several generations older than Murong Yan. She also had an indifferent expression.

Murong Yan walked straight to Xiao Mo and said with a smile: "I have something delayed, so it's too late." Was the peach crisp that day delicious?"

Xiao Mo gasped, feeling that this was naked hatred. Originally, these disciples who had just started were eyeing him, but now that he saw Murong Yan shushing him and asking for warmth, he didn't want to come out of the jungle alive.

"You came all the way to ask me if the peach crisp was delicious?" Xiao Mo was covered in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to look at this bold woman.

"It's delicious, I'll make it for you next time. But there's one thing I have here that tastes better. Murong Yan smiled and took out a huge pill from his waist and put it in Xiao Mo's hand.

Everyone came over and couldn't help but exclaim, "Isn't this the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill?"

"What is this for?" Xiao Mo scratched his head. I don't know the use of this elixir.

"Anyway, if you're going to die, eat it and definitely bring it back to life. This was given to me by the Great Elder, and I saw that you could use it, so I gave it to you. Murong Yan said lightly, as if the thing in her hand was not very valuable.

"It's too expensive for me to take. Xiao Mo retreated.

"Why are you so disobedient? I told you to take it, and you will take it, and come back safely. Stronger than anything else. After Murong Yan finished speaking, she turned over and got on her horse, and disappeared into everyone's eyes with a puff of smoke.

Everyone was even more jealous of Xiao Mo. This kid is really a lot of good fortune, there is a ninth-order Fang Yin'er by his side, and an upper-order Murong Yan as a backing. Even the elders in white took special care of this kid.

They can't get by!

"If you drag it any longer, you won't have to compete. Elder Timekeeper roared, very unhappy.

And they ran as fast as they could into the jungle......

"The cultivation test has officially begun, please all lower-level disciples succeed in refining demons within the time of the three incense sticks. A slightly hoarse voice sounded. All the disciples ran towards the jungle.

These disciples are all human spirits, they were educated when they were trained in the clan, and they must not be left alone at the level of cultivation test. If you are alone, you will either die without a place to bury or fail. Anyway, don't think about going back.

So. All the disciples are walking together. It's not that more people are better, but that the stronger the companions, the better. Those who are strong can help when they are in danger, and they can also let the slightly weaker monks refine their demons. This balances the power between the two people. It also allows low-level people to enter Tianmen Mountain and become real disciples.

At this time, a man dressed in white stood out as he seemed to be the most immortal among all the disciples. Because of his arrogant personality, he hasn't said a word to everyone since yesterday. No matter what kind of trouble everyone makes, this kid just looks on the sidelines, as if it doesn't matter to him.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but ask curiously, "Where did this person come from?"

Fang Yin'er was still thinking about Murong Yan.

That Murong Yan is also a famous senior sister in Tianmen Mountain, and her appearance is a bombshell, so that Fang Yin'er's only remaining illusion is gone.

Fang Yin'er did have a different affection for Xiao Mo.

She thought that among all the cultivators, the two of them were the best. Last time, Fang Yin'er came to help because he valued Xiao Mo's chivalrous tenderness.

But she didn't know that Senior Sister Murong Yan was also affectionate to Xiao Mo. The eye flow between the two made Fang Yin'er jealous.

"I'm talking to you, what are you thinking?" Xiao Mo felt that Fang Yin'er was a little strange at this time, so he said it again.

"Ah...... I was distracted. Fang Yin'er's face was full of embarrassment.

"It's okay, I'm just curious about the kid in white, where did he come from?" Xiao Mo looked at the young man in white and asked Fang Yin'er again.

"You said Wei Ying! His family is not ordinarily powerful. When Fang Yin'er said this, there was a different light on her face.

"What do you say?" Xiao Mo was even more curious.

"Wei Ying is the grandson and nephew of the Great Elder, and he and the Great Elder are the most direct relatives. In the entire Tianmen Mountain, no one dared to touch him. However, I heard that he was not interested in this, and refused to enter Tianmen Mountain to cultivate several times. But in the end, he couldn't resist the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the family, and he still entered Tianmen Mountain and became a low-level monk. I have also heard that many women in the door want to marry him, so that the lintel can be glorified. When Fang Yin'er said this, her face was full of disdain. (To be continued.) )