Even if Jiang Qingyu and Tang Yuan chose the location in the corner of the peach blossom forest, some people heard about it.

"This fellow Daoist, who is also in the Jindan period, is he going to form a team tomorrow?" The person who came was a square-faced male cultivator, a very square kind, with a shy round face behind his buttocks.

They noticed Jiang Qingyu and Tang Yuan early on, and in the secret realm, if they could have a partner together, the security would be greatly improved.

The square face looked more shrewd, and while talking to Jiang Qingyu, his eyes kept glancing at Tang Yuan.

He can't see through this man's cultivation, if he can form a team to succeed......

Prior to this, he had already invited several casual cultivators to form a team, but they were all rejected miserably, he couldn't understand that as a casual cultivator, he should obviously unite to unite against the sect forces!

In a secret realm like this, Sanxiu suffers a loss, and everyone else reports to the group to brush up monsters, and only Sanxiu fights alone, although there are a few exceptions.

Jiang Qingyu glanced at Brother Fang Yuan, and the words of refusal were already written in his expression, "Senior Brother and I are not loose cultivators. ”

With a look of incomprehension on his face, Jiang Qingyu said lightly: "Although our sect is not very famous, after the end of the Peach Blossom Secret Realm, the name of the Boundless Sword Sect will definitely be known by the entire cultivation world. ”

“…… Excuse me. ”

Fang Yan compromised, he thought, maybe he unified the power of scattered cultivation, this desire itself was impossible.

Most of the people who can become loose cultivators don't want to be bound by the rules of the sect, advocate freedom, or their abilities are not very good and are not recognized, and there are also lone rangers in the wolf pack, these people get together, and their personalities are strange, and it is strange that they can be condensed together.

It was he who had a whim.

The round face cautiously stepped forward and pulled back the square face that wanted to stop talking, until it was out of Jiang Qingyu's line of sight.

Therefore, making a cold expression like an avalanche, Jiang Qingyu switched to the usual shameless image of rolling in the Boundless Sword Sect in a second:

"Senior brother, senior brother, the Peach Blossom Secret Realm is over, let's go to the sect to have fun, okay?"

Looking at the little junior sister in front of her, with a pink face and red lips, a smile like a flower, and in the two months that she went out with the senior brother, her chin was obviously a little sharper.

What makes people unable to say what they refuse is the pair of apricot eyes full of hope, round and watery, Tang Yuan clenched his right hand into a fist violently, blocking his mouth and coughing lightly to hide his strangeness.

Originally, I was ready to prevent the Boundless Sword Sect from being exposed to the cultivation realm and choking on the tirade, but in the end, all the words turned into two words: "Yes." ”

Alas......

He suddenly felt a little melancholy, missing the first day of the day when he fought with Song Wu.

On the second day, although they did not receive a special reception like the Ten Thousand Sword Sect's Qingxiao Sect's Imperial Beast Sect, Jiang Qingyu's group of monks from small families still entered the martial arts arena of the outer sect disciples of Peach Blossom Island together at the invitation of the Peach Blossom Island Island Lord.

Jiang Qingyu and Tang Yuan still stood in an inconspicuous corner, vowing to let the qualifications of the background people be carried out to the end.

She glanced at the audience roughly, there were disciplined, ten people in a row with their heads held up, and there were large sect disciples, and there were elders or senior brothers and sisters who led the team next to them.

The position of the scattered cultivator was messy, a pile in the east and a lump in the west, Jiang Qingyu also saw the square and round-faced duo who came to woo her and her senior brother last night, and they were sitting with a sword cultivator who was not low-looking.

The man seemed to notice his gaze and looked in the direction.

Jiang Qingyu just panicked for a second, steady as an old dog that didn't bark in vain, pretending to look away from the others as if nothing happened, and his expression was not leaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen——!"

The owner of Peach Blossom Island finally unveiled the veil of mystery, with the coercion of the peak of the catastrophe, the sound of a fresh wind chime tinkling in the shadows of the trees in the afternoon sunshine, and the water rippled in a circle on the martial arts field.

Listening to the sound is a beauty!

Jiang Qingyu stood on tiptoe curiously, and also wanted to see the rumored first tone Xiu's graceful demeanor in the gap of the crowd.

The inner disciples of Peach Blossom Island held their heads high, the women's pink Luo skirts, and the men's pale pink robes, and they surrounded Tao Tao, a personal disciple of Peach Blossom Island, who had a relationship at the Yunjing Luo's auction.

After a period of time, the image of the sweet sister Lori, the strongest irascible king, still lingers in Jiang Qingyu's heart.

They walked neatly under the martial arts ring, and stood together with the other five major sects that were also neat, pink, green, purple, green, blue, blue, gray, all kinds of colors for you to choose~

The disciple uniforms of the six major sects have their own merits, and the colors are quite explosive.

Of course, the most explosive is the small sect adjacent to the Buddhist cultivation of the Qingdeng Temple-Hehuan Sect, there are only five people who come, one man and four women, and throwing one out is the most eye-catching existence in the crowd.

The only male cultivator in the Hehuan Sect has attracted much attention, Bai Yuxiaosheng's face, manly and sturdy body, bright red clothes, quite a bit of wedding dress, many girls were captured by this stunning glance, and they were shy and timid, casting silky eyes.

The bold display of love by these girls did not receive a particularly fierce response, and Jiang Qingyu couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it turned out that the overhead cultivation realm was not pure ancient, and there were no feudal Qing Dynasty antique zombies here!

Jiang Qingyu's gaze only stayed on the male charm cultivator for a short time, she still preferred to look at the beautiful sister than this fragrant bait.

However, they seem to be more interested in the pure heart and few desires of the Qingdeng Temple.

Ignoring their unified long legs, swan neck, and royal sister's face, Jiang Qingyu hissed and withdrew his nosebleed.

Thinking of the two or three things that the demon girl of the Hehuan Sect and the cold Buddha cultivator could not say on the website in another world, Jiang Qingyu blushed shamefully.

A hand was placed on Jiang Qingyu's forehead, it was Tang Yuan, and asked with a concerned gaze: "What's wrong with you?" Why do you blush all of a sudden? ”

Jiang Qingyu patted her face, looking embarrassed, she would never share her unrestrained thinking crooked to Penghu Bay with her dear fourth senior brother, "It's okay, it may be a little sunburned." ”

Tang Yuan: "......"

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

He looked up at the thick clouds in the sky, and with an expressionless face, he flicked away the small dragon whiskers that spread around his eyes, and decided to be dumb.

It's really embarrassing for the little junior sister, her kung fu of opening her eyes and telling nonsense is really getting better and better.

Jiang Qingyu became stronger, and her face became thicker.

Pulled his soft cheeks, and subconsciously felt a little more buckled.

Although she was very curious about the setting that the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect and the Buddhist cultivators were always neighbors, Jiang Qingyu would never forget her purpose of standing on tiptoe to make her one-meter-sixty-three potato seed height shine.

With difficulty looking away from the delicate sister of the Hehuan Sect, she looked at the tall and gentle person in front of Tao Tao.

Frowning: So, the owner of Peach Blossom Island is actually a man?

The setting here is that the voice of the owner of Peach Blossom Island is actually a little more female, and when Xiaoyu listens to him, he always thinks that he is just a beautiful sister with a neutral voice

(End of chapter)