Han Lingfei was proud, and just as he was provoking Xie An, the crowd suddenly became in an uproar.

It turned out to be Elder Lu of Xuankong Peak, and he was walking slowly with the disciples of Xuankong Peak.

There are many female disciples of Xuankong Peak, and at this time, they came like a gust of spring breeze, blowing through everyone's hearts.

Xie An also followed the sound, and he saw that many disciples stood on tiptoe, stretched their necks, and stared at these closed moon shy flowers.

For a while, the senior brother who still had good things whistled, and saw that those female disciples blushed.

The male disciples of Xuankong Peak each have "panda eyes", and they exude a unique temperament, which is a kind of perseverance and pragmatic quality in the pursuit of the ultimate method.

For a time, he also attracted the favor of his female disciples of various peaks.

Most of the disciples are in their youth, and the female disciples are even more prime.

Elder Lu was helpless, this kind of sect competition has almost become a grand event to find a Taoist companion.

There are many female disciples of Xuankong Peak, and they are studying the magic circle and other mystical techniques every day, and they rarely communicate with others.

At this time, there will be many female disciples who can't hold back and secretly look at the young talents in the crowd.

This glance directly made many male disciples burst with confidence.

They all agreed: it's time to show off the real technology.

Disciples who have a heritage will carry the inheritance with them.

Disciples with considerable financial resources, they clasped their hands on their chests and exposed their precious weapons in front of them.

There are also some disciples, their qualifications are mediocre, but they can't stand their thick faces, and they throw flattering eyes at the female disciples.

Seeing this scene, the female disciples were ashamed of the two red clouds, and hurriedly lowered their heads, only daring to look at everyone with their residual eyes.

Now is the time of the handover of spring and summer, the time of the handover of heaven and earth, and the revival of all things.

Elder Lu was helpless, but he was helpless.

Xie An watched and listened, his eyes were extremely flat.

When he saw Mo Qingyu's figure, the expression of his eyes suddenly became much gentler.

As soon as Mo Qingyu appeared, the atmosphere at the scene was suddenly pushed to a peak.

Countless male disciples came here, not for Xiaobi, but to see the face of the world.

"Mo Qingyu!"

"Mo Qingyu!"

The crowd shouted, and even those male disciples who showed off their skills began to raise their arms and chant, and there was no room for other female disciples in their minds.

"Mo Qingyu, I want to form a Taoist couple with you."

Suddenly there was an abrupt sound in the crowd, and the scene immediately became extremely quiet.

Everyone lowered their arms, and only one disciple was left with his hands raised in the air.

He suddenly felt a chill coming from all around him.

The anger was so monstrous that he swallowed back the last word "couple".

"Beat him!"

"Dengzi!"

"Senior brother, I can't reach it, help junior brother kick it!"

……

The riot did not last long, and it was not until the disciple fled in a hurry with the panda's eyes that the disciples were discouraged.

The "abuser" turned around and continued to raise his arms and shout.

For a time, everyone was in danger and no longer dared to shout explicit words.

Xie An looked at it, and he found that today's Mo Qingyu was very conspicuous.

Mo Qingyu didn't deliberately dress up, but deliberately acted casually.

She was wearing a cyan dress, and her casually tied sideburns were held up by the breeze, but she could bring out her unique temperament.

The light was soft, shining on the jade-like skin, like snow.

It's like a spring in March, and the peach blossoms fall into the snow.

Everyone only dared to watch from afar, and did not dare to touch it, for fear of leaving traces and destroying the holy scene.

Wei Tao of Shenmu Peak, when he looked at Mo Qingyu, his eyes also bloomed with brilliance.

It seems that he is also looking for an opportunity to get acquainted.

Behind Elder Ouyang, Yun Hatetian's eyes were also scorching, and it seemed that he was bound to win.

Xie An shook his head, keeping these people in mind.

Mo Qingyu didn't pay attention to anyone, her face was still cold, and she followed behind Elder Lu.

"Ink girl!"

Han Lingfei saw that Mo Qingyu was not far away, so he took the initiative to talk to him.

At this time, he was dressed in white and returned to his personable appearance.

Han Lingfei lost weight, and his face became as sharp as a knife, with sharp edges and corners.

Seeing this, many female disciples naturally stayed on Han Lingfei, vying to take two more looks.

Han Lingfei was a little stunned, but suddenly felt hundreds of eyes.

Those eyes were like a man's back, making Han Lingfei sweat slightly.

"Miss Mo, Third Highness, he ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mo Qingyu leave ruthlessly, hiding behind the other female disciples.

Of course, the senior sisters knew Mo Qingyu's thoughts, so they all turned cold and blocked Han Lingfei from the human wall.

Han Lingfei felt bored, turned his head, but the tip of his nose snorted lightly, and came to the side of the third prince.

At this time, the three princes were wearing the robes of the Xiaoyao Dynasty, red and gold, and majestic.

He sat upright, quietly shaking his folding fan.

It's just that his eyes are wandering, and he will always look in the direction of Mo Qingyu intentionally or unintentionally.

Today, it is not his home field, so the three princes are quiet.

Regarding Han Lingfei's performance just now, the third prince just glanced at it lightly.

These, he doesn't care.

Only Xie An's death can make him feel that today is worth the trip.

"Slut!"

Han Lingfei scolded because he saw Mo Qingyu's figure.

It's just that this figure stood abruptly beside Xie An.

"You? The woman who is cursing the king? ”

The third prince frowned slightly.

Mo Qingyu didn't agree to this matter, but he didn't need the other party's consent, he just needed his own approval.

Han Lingfei panicked, he bowed down sharply and explained: "The little one who scolds, naturally, the one surnamed Xie!" ”

The third prince bowed slightly, and when he looked at Xie An again, he saw Mo Qingyu handing over a handful of talismans.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this, the third prince's eyes showed murderous intent: "No matter how much he receives, let him spit it out to this king!" ”

"Yes!"

A few white-clothed people around responded one after another.

Elder Mo happened to be passing by with the disciples of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and he noticed the performance of a few white-clothed people, and he was deeply disgusted.

He sighed that the three princes had good means, and in just a few days, he accepted dozens of disciples of the Liuyun Sect.

Elder Mo looked down on such behavior, but everyone has their own ambitions and lives.

Everyone watched, and Mo Qingyu gave Xie An Fu Seal.

Elder Mo saw it in his eyes, and he smiled dumbly.

Today's Xiaobi, that Xie An, is really a little dangerous.

"Who is that disciple, who actually accepted the gift from Miss Mo!"

"Don't let me meet him, otherwise, I'll let him know that he doesn't deserve it!"

"Hmph, I'm going to take it all back!"

"Those things, they're all mine!"

……

Xie An didn't know that he hadn't even done anything to make thousands of enemies.

He didn't care, though.

Xie An also carried Mo Qingyu on his back, wouldn't that be ......

"Bah, why are you sweating so much!"

Mo Qingyu took out a square towel and deliberately wiped Xie An's sweat.

On the stage, the sun is shining and the weather is fine.

But, it's unusually cold!

The disciples clenched their fists!

Han Lingfei gritted his teeth!

The third prince was so angry that his teeth rattled!

The female disciples were disgusted, and they all felt that Mo Qingyu was not worth it!

The corners of Elder Mo's mouth twitched, and he was about to call back Mo Qingyu.

Who knows, Mo Qingyu is arrogant in his eyes.

She deliberately looked in the direction of Han Lingfei, her gaze was extremely capricious.

Syllable!

The folding fan in the hands of the third prince was broken!