Chapter 45: I'm sorry

was stunned by Leng Xiaohan's words, and Confucius was very discouraged.

"I don't know what you think, but I want to advise you. It's best not to look for death, let alone the relics above the Yuan Infant Stage. Even the relics of the Yuan Infant Period are not something that we can participate in as a cultivator. ”

Stretched out his hand and patted Confucius on the shoulder, Leng Xiaohan sensibly dissuaded.

After thinking for a long time without moving, Confucius took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Leng Xiaohan.

Standing up and looking at Leng Xiaohan, Confucius shook his head slowly: "We monks are originally fighting with the heavens and people, if we don't even have this bit of awareness, then what kind of immortals are we cultivating?"

"This paper is the information of the recent auction house, as well as the procedures and requirements of the auction to be held in the near future. After speaking, Confucius left directly.

"Senior brother!" Mu Mengdie and the others looked at Leng Xiaohan, some moved and some wanted Leng Xiaohan to persuade Confucius to come back.

Quietly drinking the tea on the table, Leng Xiaohan did not move, and the group listened to Confucius gradually walk away.

Sitting beside Leng Xiaohan, Zhao Tai was very angry: "Senior brother, why don't we go? Anyway, the ruins haven't been opened yet, we can improve our strength while waiting for the ruins to open!"

Shaking his head gently, Leng Xiaohan seemed to evaluate the tea in his hand, and also seemed to reject Zhao Tai.

"Senior brother!" Seeing Leng Xiaohan ignoring himself, Zhao Tai shouted.

This voice didn't move Leng Xiaohan, but it moved Dongfang Yin.

Sitting down on the other side of Leng Xiaohan, Dongfang Yin looked at Leng Xiaohan with blazing eyes: "Senior brother, what Zhao Tai said is not unreasonable, no matter how much our strength has improved at that time." Go give it a try, it's always okay, right?"

Seeing that someone was talking for him, Zhao Tai, who was originally a little discouraged, instantly came to his senses again: "That's it! Besides, what if our chance is really there?

Putting the teacup in his hand on the table, Leng Xiaohan got up and looked at the five children in the room indifferently.

"If you feel that I have blocked your chance, then you can leave. But..."

The moment he heard Leng Xiaohan say that he could leave, Zhao Tai ran towards the door. It's just a cold 'but' that made Zhao Tai stop.

Turning to look at Leng Xiaohan, Zhao Tai waited for Leng Xiaohan's next step.

It's just that Leng Xiaohan didn't glance at Zhao Tai, or didn't look at the door: "However, leave this door." You are no longer my disciples of the Bright Realm!"

"I won't take it back from your self-cultivation. Anyway, it's not a profound mental method, and it's not in vain that we have met!" Leng Xiaohan walked to the window with his hands behind his back.

After struggling for a while, Zhao Tai directly tore the Huoyun robe on his body to shreds.

Throwing the fragments on the ground, Zhao Tai stretched out his hand and pointed at Leng Xiaohan and shouted: "Guangmingya?

"You're just talking with your own mouth, what is the sect master of the Jindan Great Perfection, what is the sect that is about to be promoted to the immortal sect. ”

"It's all fake! Do you think we're still little kids who didn't know anything at the beginning?

It's just that Leng Xiaohan didn't look back at Zhao Tai, and it was the other four people who looked at Zhao Tai.

Among these four people, there are those who agree, those who hesitate, and those who are indifferent.

Stretching out his hand and pointing on his chest, Zhao Tai tilted his head and looked at the four of them: "What qualifications do we have, I didn't know before, but now it's not clear? We are all geniuses, geniuses that other sects will snatch!"

Pointing at Leng Xiaohan, Zhao Tai yelled at the other four people: "How long are you going to play with this neurosis?" Yuan Jiang, are you sure you don't leave? This ruin is a chance for us!"

"We are geniuses! Genius! How can a genius die so easily? It's still too late to leave, as long as we catch up with Confucius and Ming..."

"Even if we get a little bit of a corner, it's enough for us to practice for a long time! ”

Facing Zhao Tai's gaze, Cui Yuanjiang couldn't help but hesitate.

Reaching out and taking off the Huoyun robe on his body, Cui Yuanjiang tore the black order uniform on his body like Zhao Tai.

Cui Yuanjiang folded the Huoyun robe and placed it neatly on the table: "Senior brother... Sorry!"

"This Taoist friend laughed, why apologize for having no relatives and no reason?" Leng Xiaohan's voice sounded without the slightest fluctuation.

After the two left, Dongfang Yin chased directly outside: "Senior brother, I'll go see them." ”

But when Dongfang Yin ran to the door, Leng Xiao's cold voice sounded: "If you want to leave, take off my bright uniform." ”

Gritting his teeth, Dongfang Yin tore off the fire cloud robe on his body and threw it towards Leng Xiaohan.

It's just that before Dongfang Yin left, the golden light on Leng Xiaohan's body flashed, and a blow of Guanyin hit Dongfang Yin.

"呲~"

Dongfang Yin didn't suffer any damage, but the black Order uniform on her body was the same as the previous two, and it was so broken that she couldn't see her original appearance at all.

After taking a deep look at Leng Xiaohan, Dongfang Yin bowed deeply to Leng Xiaohan: "Senior brother, I'm sorry!" turned around and strode out.

Pouting, Leng Xiaohan tried to open his eyes wide, and looked at the remaining two suspiciously.

Holding Leng Xiaohan's left hand, Mu Mengdie shook his head: "I have already guessed the situation of the sect, but... There has always been only one brother who changed my fate. ”

"I believe that even if there is only one senior brother in Guangmingya, the future will still be extremely strong. The only one who can make me never leave is Senior Brother!" At the end, Mu Mengdie laughed.

Following Mu Mengdie's appearance, Rui Xiaoxuan pulled up Leng Xiaohan's right hand: "Although... Although it is not known what exactly happened. Can... But I... I will always be on my brother's side. ”

Pulling out his hands, Leng Xiaohan put his hands on the heads of the two little ones and rubbed them.

"In the future, you will definitely not regret today's decision!" Leng Xiaohan said very solemnly, as if swearing.

Looking at the wide open door lightly, Mu Mengdie's tone was so calm that there was no wave: "Will they die?"

"Who knows!" Leng Xiaohan directly powdered the fire cloud robe and the fragments of clothes in the room.

Shaking his head with a smile, Leng Xiaohan poured a new cup of tea. Looking at the tea in the cup, my mouth felt as if I had tasted the bitterness of the tea.

"Maybe you will die in the ruins, maybe you will succeed in obtaining the treasure and then be intercepted and killed, or maybe you will be included in the immortal sect by people who love talents!"

Pulling Rui Xiaoxuan, Mu Mengdie sat next to Leng Xiaohan: "But I still don't understand, weren't we okay yesterday?" Why is this the case today?"

Looking at Mu Mengdie's calm face, Leng Xiaohan stretched out his hand and nodded on Mu Mengdie's face.

"Aren't you the same? You didn't show much sadness when they left. ”

Reaching out to cover her heart, Mu Mengdie shook her head: "However, I'm really uncomfortable here." It's just that compared to the senior brother, they are not as important as the senior brother. ”