When he came back to his senses, it was Ren Yan's angry gaze.

No matter how useless Jiang Yu is, he is still his own disciple, and it is not the turn of the people from the outer gate to make irresponsible remarks.

Not to mention...... Ren Yan's words changed: "Since you are really a disciple of Canglang, you won't deny it when you do things, right?"

"Of course, why don't you go back and ask your good junior brother what he did. ”

Ren Yan looked like he was going to get into trouble with her, and he didn't report this matter directly, I'm afraid he was also concerned about the face of the sect.

"It's really Xiao Yu's fault to provoke a fight," Ren Yan said bluntly, "but I also stopped it when I went." Although the words are excessive, they will not be used again. ”

Not?

That is Ren Yan thinks that he will naturally not care if the fire does not burn on himself.

Yin Jiu didn't bother to say anything more, didn't she see the eyes of the disciples of Gushan towards her, she had nothing to say to this group of people.

Seeing that Yin Jiu was about to leave, Ren Yan said far behind him: "I hope Your Excellency can enter the top 100, otherwise Ren Yan will not be able to find you." ”

It's so funny to get into the hundred.

She turned to look at Ren Yan and corrected seriously: "No, I'm here to be strong." ”

Leaving everyone stunned and thinking: Stronger and stronger?

"She doesn't mean to take the first place, right?" asked a senior sister from Gushan quietly to Senior Sister Ren Yan, whose face was not very good-looking.

The male disciple on the side immediately disdained: "As soon as I heard it, I knew that I was making up nonsense, senior sister, was she the one who injured Senior Brother Jiang Yu?"

Ren Yan did not answer.

"That ......" An ancient mountain disciple in the corner couldn't help but interject: "I just saw it, it's Canglang, that's right." ”

"What about Canglang, there is nothing to do with them in these conferences, is it possible that there will be this time?"

The male disciple said impatiently.

"She is a new disciple of Jian Zun Yanmao. Ren Yan spoke, and when she came, she noticed the seat position, and this woman named Yin Lianruo did not tell a lie.

The rest of the people were silenced at once.

"Senior Sister, then Senior Brother Jiang Yu ......" Senior Sister Gushan asked cautiously, "You haven't told the head of the sect and Shi Yun Lingzun about this matter yet." ”

Could it be that Ren Yan endured it because the other party was Canglang?

"There's no hurry. Ren Yan raised her chin slightly, and her face was gloomy: "I want to discredit her in the end, in front of the heads of various sects." Let everyone know how this highly talented Canglang disciple bullied a person who was lower than himself. I won't give up until I apologize!"

Although everyone knows what kind of character Jiang Yu is, it also involves the face of the sect, and it is difficult to have an accurate right or wrong.

This is just a new round of the conference screening competition.

It was really boring to compete with ordinary disciples, and Yin Jiu left the field soon after the fight.

If it weren't for the reward, she really didn't have the leisure to come to this Quartet Conference, which was not interesting at all.

When he passed by the bridge by the pool and was about to go back, Yin Jiu was stopped.

She impatiently looked to see who it was, only to see a strange teenager looking at her with a grin.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a young man, the two small pointed tiger teeth are cute when they are exposed, and his face is fair and translucent. A pair of cat's eyes shimmer amber, like the finest gemstones, which is intoxicating.

"Is there something wrong?"

Anyone could hear the coldness in her seemingly polite words.

The young man touched his head embarrassedly: "Sister, don't you know who I am?"

Why, now the new disciples at the Quartet Conference, not to mention their lack of ability, are arranging upside down one by one.

"Are you the sun or the moon," she said without mercy, "that everyone else should know who you are?"

blocked the way, and asked her if she knew who she was, if it weren't for seeing that his attitude was not so arrogant, he would have done it a long time ago.

Hearing as if Yin Jiu had misunderstood himself, the young man shook his head: "I'm sorry sister, I didn't mean that, I thought you would know." ”

Then he smiled: "Then introduce yourself, Kunshan Linglun Song Meihe." ”

Yin Jiu didn't have any change in his expression, and pointed to the back of the right by the way: "Ling Lun's faction is over there, don't make a mistake." ”

Song Meihe was surprised by her indifference: "I know that you are Yingfang Canglang Yin Lianruo, a disciple of Jian Zun Yanmao. ”

"And then?"

"I'm Song Meihe......"

Yin Jiu smiled angrily: "Is your name very valuable, as for reporting it twice?" Also, I know, please let me go." ”

"Do you really not know about me?" he said, surprised, "You didn't want to be in the top 10 of the conference?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Of course, Yin Jiu didn't need to do anything to study the opponent's preparations, in her opinion, she had to go through the conference again, and in the face of a very poor class of disciples, it was not easy to win the first place, so she didn't have to think too much.

Song Meihe didn't expect that he looked for all the opponents in the target one after another, some were surprised to see him, some were hostile, and some were calm.

Only Yin Jiu, who looked at him with a blank look in his eyes, didn't know who he was at all.

If you were someone else, you must have felt insulted, and she brushed her sleeves and left. But Song Meihe was only slightly frustrated, and then continued to show a bright smile: "Of course, because I must be in the top ten." ”

"It doesn't matter. She replied, "I'm just taking the first place, it doesn't matter if it's ten or not." ”

The young man was blocked by these words, and then continued to ask unwillingly: "Even if you want to take the first place, sister, you have to know who your opponents are first." ”

Yin Jiu looked at him unhurriedly, and the young man was not only afraid of her gaze, but also winked at her.

"Declaration of war?" she asked.

Song Meihe licked the little tiger teeth and smiled sincerely: "It's peace and understanding." ”

"I'm not interested, you can find someone else. Yin Jiu decisively refused.

The boy hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't mind. I've looked for everyone else, I looked left and right, and found that it was my sister and you were different. ”

"What's the difference?"

Song Meihe's pupils were a fine luster, which seemed to hide a deep ink river, and he couldn't see through the rest of the colors.

"The previous master of the Remnant Song Sword is Ying Fei Palace Master Yin Jiu, do you know?"

After being in Xianmen for so long, either I didn't dare to mention her name, or I hurriedly skipped a word. This was the first time Yin Jiu had heard a disciple of the Immortal Sect call her a prefix identity in the Demon Realm.

The corners of her lips curled: "Isn't she dead?"

Song Meihe sighed: "How can such a powerful person say that he will die, I guess not." Then he looked at her squarely: "So sister, you have to be careful, you are holding her sword, in case she comes to you, it will be dangerous." ”

Yin Jiu looked at him quietly, not thinking how kind this young man looked, and even though he was unusually close, he still couldn't make her feel good.

She has always believed in her feelings, such as feelings telling her that there is something wrong with this person.

Song Meihe saw that she didn't speak, so she wanted to get closer, because she was slightly taller than her, she lowered her head and the shadow just shrouded her, which seemed a little ambiguous.

The scimitar sheathed against his chest, pushing him away little by little.

Yin Jiu's face was expressionless: "Do something well-behaved when you are young, otherwise you will only attract suspicion." ”

After taking her hand, she left without looking, leaving Song Meihe standing pitifully listening to her remarks, her eyes drooping, as if she was aggrieved.