Li Yuefeng's slightly trembling heart seemed to have been hit hard by something, Lin Lanxun would never smile like this, she would only look at him with cold eyes, "Li Yuefeng, you really deserve to die." ”

Yes, this was the last thing she said to him, and then she didn't see her again for hundreds of years, but when she said goodbye, her body was already cold.

Isn't she her? But why does she look so similar, or not just like, just the same?

Regardless of his identity, he reached for her arm, and on her arm was a birthmark the size of a soybean grain, shaped like a red five-pointed star, which was her unique mark, and she was the only one in the world in his mind.

He had just touched the wide sleeve when a hand reached out and grabbed his wrist like lightning. When he struggled, he didn't break free immediately, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

He has practiced for a hundred years, and he has cultivated to the realm of human immortals, with his Taoism, there are few people in Tianqing Palace who can compare, even the head of Yi Tianxing has only cultivated to the Nine Heavens, and there is still one step less than him, it is impossible to live directly with him so lifelessly, who is this person?

When he looked up, he saw a man in red standing in front of him, the dazzling red color was like a blazing flame, burning people's eyes, but that gaze was cold, like a shining knife sweeping over his face, making him feel faintly cold and afraid.

He subconsciously let go of his hand, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart that he was frightened by a boy who was only twenty years old, which was too ridiculous.

"Who are you?" he snorted.

Yan Xu smiled coldly, his smile was even colder than ice, "Uncle Zu, I'm just a disciple in the next life, even if I say it, you won't know, but Uncle Zu does something to a female disciple, I'm afraid it's not what Uncle Zu should do......"

By what he said, Li Yuefeng's face turned red, and he also knew that he was abrupt, but that woman. He had to determine if it was Lin Lanxun.

He looked at Chu Yun fixedly, "Are you really Chu Huanhuan?"

Chu Yun nodded, "Uncle Zu, I'm really not the person you're looking for. ”

"Nope. No way. This is clearly Lin Lanxun, no one will admit her if he admits his mistake. In the past year, he would go to Qingyin Cave almost every two or three days, and her voice and appearance were clearly reflected in his eyes, and he could count how many cold hairs there were on her face. How could he not recognize her face.

He was unwilling, "I want to see your wrist." He reached out to grab her again, but every time he made a move, he was stopped, and his movements were fast, and it seemed that he could calculate every step of his attack accurately.

It is no ordinary surprise that a young man in his twenties can have such skills, it is simply terrifying. He has practiced for hundreds of years, and he is a rare leader in the Tianqing Palace for hundreds of years, but today he has a sense of frustration under the hands of a young man.

The mood was so heavy that I couldn't say a word. was especially stared at by a group of disciples, as the only remaining elder of Tianqing Palace, this made him very uncomfortable with an old face, and then he didn't know how he left, embarrassed, as if he was being pushed by something.

The Purple Xun Fairy then chased after him, calling his name constantly, but he ignored it.

Or in the eyes of outsiders, they just waved their hands a few times, and they didn't see what they won or lost. I only saw the red and white shadows in front of me flickering a few times, and afterwards someone asked Yan Xu what happened, he just smiled, "It's about Uncle Shi who made a joke." ”

The expressions of the disciples were strange. No one knows whether to believe or not, but no matter what, this is not their business, Zhao Qianmo blasted away all the disciples around him, telling them to do what they should do, and when he left, he glanced at Chu Yun deeply, and his expression had an indescribable meaning.

Chu Yun smiled back at him. She wasn't Lin Lanxun in the first place, and she had nothing to worry about, as for the birthmark on her wrist, as soon as she raised her hand, the birthmark disappeared, and she couldn't help but look surprised. Looking up at Yan Sha, he only snorted lightly, "Within three days, it won't show up." ”

Only then did Chu Yun realize that he had already cast a spell to remove the birthmark when he grabbed her wrist just now, or he was not sure how to deal with Li Yuefeng.

This matter attracted the special attention of the head of Tianqing, and Chu Yun was taken to Tianqing Hall and rolled up his sleeves in front of many female disciples. Fortunately, the birthmark is on the wrist, and if it grows on the buttocks, she will have to take off her pants.

Yan Sha is right, this matter wants to end, it is not as simple as imagined, and fortunately, he cast a spell in advance to remove the birthmark, which made her a little more confident in front of everyone, this world is so big, there are so many similar people, why does she have to be Lin Lanxun?

The people of Tianqing Palace all believed it, because the illusion said no, and no one doubted it anymore. Although Li Yuefeng had doubts, everyone was full of money, and they couldn't allow him not to believe it. He was so sad that he couldn't wait for the Fairy Sword Conference, and left the Tianqing Palace the day before the conference.

As soon as he left, Purple Xun Fairy followed, and in an instant, the entire Tianqing Palace was much quieter.

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The night before the Fairy Sword Conference, the new disciples did not sleep peacefully, and they were woken up by a sharp whistle before Yin, this was Zhao Qianmo, and he began to blow the whistle before dawn. They hurriedly got up and cleaned up, and began the day's preparations with two dark circles under their eyes that had not woken up.

At the time of Shen, with the sound of a drum, the Fairy Sword Conference opened.

Today, the head of Yi deliberately dressed up, his usually loose long hair was pulled up, he wore the head of the family's crown, and he was wearing a white robe embroidered with a red-crowned crane, showing his infinite style.

There were ten seats on the high platform, which was the throne of the ten heads. The top ten immortal cultivation sects are Tianqing Palace, Diwei Palace, Demon Spirit Palace, Shen Huan Gate, Danyu Gate, Hongyang Gate, Lantian Gate, Tanyun Gate, and Chu Huanhuan once had the Tai Sect.

These heads lined up at once, and the seats extended from the middle to the sides, occupying the high platform that was not spacious, and some of the disciples who accompanied the head could only stand at the foot of the steps, guarding their heads from afar.

Although there are many sects of cultivating immortals in the world, the truly orthodox ones are the three palaces of Tianqing, Diwei and Demon Spirit, but today it is strange, only Yi Tianxing is the head of the three palaces, and a protector has come to the Demon Spirit Palace, and no one has arrived in the Diwei Palace.

The head of Yi, who is calm and self-controlled on weekdays, suddenly became able to speak well at this moment, in front of all the leaders, what is groundbreaking, the sect is friendly, and the opening remarks are said for half an hour.

He said it impassionedly, and the people below listened drowsily, especially these disciples who practiced swords, they were called up in the early morning, and they were busy for a long time, just taking advantage of this time to take a nap.

Chu Yun looked back, she was not the only one with her eyes closed, and all the exaggerated harazi sleepers were flowing out.

After taking a nap, Zhao Qianmo's whistle sounded, and with an order, seven hundred and forty-nine braziers were lit at the same time, uniformly, and after practicing for a month, there were indeed some achievements.

The first item on display at the Fairy Sword Conference was the dance array performance, in which forty-nine disciples wore snow-white gauze robes, white clothes fluttering, and the swords followed the people, full of spirit.

This sword array was originally created by the head of the Tianqing Palace, after thousands of years of practice, it has its unique momentum in it, unpredictable, unguardable, amazing, it really deserves to be the largest sect of cultivating immortals.

In the sword formation, especially Chu Yun and Chen Heng performed well, the two cooperated with each other, like two butterflies flying in the flowers, so harmonious and beautiful. Zhao Qianmo has liked to watch dramas since he was a child, thanks to his personal hobby, this is not only a sword formation, but also a lot of artistic elements added by him, making it lingering, like a stage performance.

Many disciples watching from the outside were amazed, and for safety reasons, disciples who did not participate in the performance were not allowed to come within 100 steps of the venue. They can only stand at a distance, quietly watching, and some of the smarter ones can stand on a higher place, and they can see more clearly from above.

At this time, Yan Sha was standing on a high treetop, dressed in red clothes flying in the wind, like a god descending into the world.

Chen Fang obviously saw that his legs were weak because of his beauty, leaned on Bai Fan's arms, and sighed in a gossamer voice: "Okay...... It's beautiful...... Sister Fan don't let go, I can't stand......"

Bai Fan sighed, "I'm also weak." ”

Looking at the side again, the female disciples who were watching lay down, all of them were overwhelmed by his charming demeanor.

There was still a person standing next to Yan Sha, he was holding a knife and shovel, wearing a blue and gray apron is Zehua, he saw the admiring eyes cast by the pieces, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was usually quite attractive, but standing in front of Senior Brother Yan Sha, he was stiffly compared.

Turning his head to see that he was dressed in red and bewitching, his face was as cold as frost, and he felt ashamed of himself in his heart, his demeanor was really handsome compared to the clothes of his kitchen disciple.

He asked, "Senior brother, what are you doing standing here?"

"You can see it clearly here. Yan Xu said, turned his head to look at the outfit, and couldn't help frowning, "What are you doing with a knife?"

Watching the Fairy Sword Conference, naturally you don't need to bring kitchen knives and shovels, Zehua smiled awkwardly, "I was cooking in the kitchen, and I ran out when I heard the opening drums." ”

Recently, because he is in the kitchen, he has been in contact with Senior Brother Yan Xu, who often comes and goes, he often cooks in the kitchen, and sometimes he can also follow the dip and taste the food. After a long time, I found that Senior Brother Yan Xu was not as difficult to get along with as he imagined, and he became much bolder in his speech.

As they spoke, it happened that Chu Yun and Chen Heng's last action was completed, and the two crossed their swords and came to a perfect ending.

Ze Hua's mouth couldn't help but sigh of admiration, and he said to Yan Xu: "Senior brother, you see that these two disciples really look like a couple." ”

Yan Xu dusted off his hand, and I don't know what happened recently, everyone looked very familiar with him, even this person who usually spoke to him with a trembling voice, actually dared to grab his sleeve.

He sneered, "What a pair, you don't have good eyes, I don't look like a good match at all." ”

"No, I think it's a good match, although our Tianqing Palace is a sect of cultivating immortals and putting an end to love, but that is also for those who have entered the Dao, and some peripheral disciples have no such taboos. They have been in the house for less than a year, and they have the right to choose, and it may not be long before there will be a happy event in Tianqing Palace. (To be continued.) )