Standing in the crowd, with an intoxicated face, enjoying the praise of the people around him, not to mention how proud Chang'an was. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He didn't expect that during the time he left Qingxiao Sect, the matter of his challenge to Beifeng Zhou Simin would be so miraculous, looking at the pock-faced young man who was gushing, excited, and promoting the great deeds of black, Chang'an thought of Ren Weicai's sharp-beaked monkey gills for a while.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a big mouth in Dongfeng, not to mention, since he was beaten by Lin Jiaxin, this Ren Wei seems to have changed as a person, not only is he handsome, but he even knows that he has retreated and cultivated..."

Glancing at the pock-faced young man who was still surrounded by his disciples and spitting freely, Chang An couldn't help but chuckle, if he wasn't the person concerned, he really thought that this young man was talking the same as the truth, as if he was on the side when he and Zhou Simin were fighting.

Seeing that his words attracted many good-looking senior sisters and sisters, the more the pock-faced young man spoke, the more energetic he became, flicking his sleeves from time to time, looking unfathomable, looking up at the starry sky, and earning enough attention.

"Then what does this black-clothed man look like?" a shy girl with a youthful look in her eyes couldn't help but hold her little hands and asked softly.

"This black-clothed person is a blessed person from heaven, in the battle, there is his own law to show up, under the golden light, faintly, it seems to have three heads and six arms, fortunately, the black clothes and I are friends, I am not convenient to disclose this person's name, but to disappoint the junior sister, the black clothes are not good-looking, on the contrary, this person is very obscene, and his face is very dark..."

Subconsciously touched his white and pure little face, Chang An couldn't help rolling his eyes, at this moment, a reprimanding voice came from behind him, with a gust of fragrant wind hitting his nose, a sixteen-year-old soft woman, walked from behind Chang'an, stared at the pock-faced young man and snorted coldly: "You slander the black clothes like this, aren't you afraid that he will know? My sister herself is in Nanfeng, she told me that the black clothes are not so unbearable, and they are very young..."

Chang An was stunned for a moment, looked at the woman standing beside him with a little weakness, and took a few steps back.

The pock-faced young man also snorted coldly, looked at the woman in front of him who retorted, and retorted, "Has your sister seen her true face in black?"

Seeing that the woman's face was embarrassed and shook her head, the young man looked around at the many disciples around him and sneered: "Your sister has never seen it, how can you prove it!"

The woman glanced at the pock-faced young man lightly, and said crisply: "Although my sister has never seen black, but she can use her brain, a disciple like you, who not only can't use her brain, but is also so lowly in cultivation, will be a friend in black, and you are not afraid of being laughed at... Don't put gold on your face..."

"I know more about the black clothes than everyone present, from my sister's mouth, I know that many people in Nanfeng who like black clothes are looking for this person in black, from all indications, this person is not only young, but also a very talented genius disciple, a year ago, this person was not on the list, in just a few months, he successfully killed the first place in the Nanfeng disciple list, even if he was the first disciple list for several years, Du Pengyi, who has been the first in the disciple list for several years, has publicly admitted that this person in black is very young, and very strong, and he is still a lovely boy..."

As soon as the woman's voice fell, Chang'an almost couldn't help but admit her identity on the spot, and her heart was full of joy, and the woman couldn't help but feel good about it, and she couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask the name of the senior sister?"

"Hou Yuqing..."

Chang'an trembled, the corners of his mouth twitched violently, and he looked at the slim, white and lovely woman in front of him in surprise, and a girl who always squinted at him suddenly appeared in his mind.

"I don't know who my sister's sister is?"

Looking at Chang'an's green and white face for a while, Hou Yuqing couldn't help but glance at Chang'an curiously, and found that the young man in front of him looked extremely unfamiliar, as if he had never seen it in Dongfeng, his suspicious gaze swept over Chang'an's waist, and he found the storage bag containing the spirit beast, and suddenly frowned, and thought: "Little sister, Hou Yuwan..."

Chang'an thundered in his head, took a sharp breath, was shocked, gritted his teeth and said secretly: "Damn, I'll just say that this woman, how does she look so much like Hou Yuwan, her feelings are Hou Yuwan's sister, this woman is not a good stubble, or it is better to slip away early, in case she is found out that she is sneaking over, she will inevitably be caught again, especially by Liu Yu's resentful woman, the end is absolutely miserable, and the hatred for Caidezi will be vented on herself in case she is born, that..."

Thinking of this, Chang'an suddenly felt a chill in his back, and under Hou Yuqing's gaze, his scalp was numb, he shrank his head, and quickly lowered his head.

"This little junior brother looks very strange, is he a new disciple this year?

Chang An hurriedly shook his head, not daring to look at Hou Yuqing's gaze, and whispered: "Just curious to ask, you continue to chat, continue to chat..."

Taking a deep look at Chang'an, Hou Yuqing once again put his eyes on the pock-faced young man, and continued to discuss the mystery of the black-clothed with the surrounding disciples.

Chang'an, who secretly praised his wit, was glad that when he came to Dongfeng again and again, he inquired about some news, knowing that Dongfeng did not beckon disciples at all this year, fortunately, he reacted quickly, if he just subconsciously admitted that he was a disciple this year, wouldn't he admit that he had a ghost, this Hou Yuqing didn't look gentle, he didn't know how many times smarter than Hou Yuwan.

Thinking of Hou Yuwan, who always looked at him with slanted eyes, Chang'an grinned and couldn't help sighing, the appearance was given by a mother, this IQ and preferences are really different.

Chang'an, who laughed, stood with his hands in his hands, strode into a meteor, came to a stone door with unmanned wooden boards, looked left and right, and found that there were no disciples, so he took out the identity jade plate of his own disciple from the storage bag, put it into the groove, and walked in under the rumble of the stone door opening.

And when Chang'an didn't expect it, just when the stone gate was closed, a black butterfly suddenly appeared faintly from the darkness, flapped its wings, and disappeared in place with a pop, at the same time, Hou Yuqing, who was discussing with the girl next to him, was talking, and suddenly his voice was stunned, and then a trace of an intriguing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Sitting cross-legged on the platform, he took a deep breath of the rich aura that filled down the air above his mouth, and calmly breathed and concentrated, closed his eyes slightly, and his mind moved slightly, his eyes flowered, and his body immediately appeared on the martial arts stage in the illusion.

Without a trace of hesitation, Chang An stretched out his index finger, pointed at the word floating in front of him with blue light, and yelled: "Challenge!"