Fan Ziqian had a gloomy face, as if it was going to rain, and he didn't get up, just sat on the futon, and snorted coldly: "I think Zhao Xuanqi under my door is enough to be qualified for this competition, and Luo Qian of Zixia Pavilion, he is Xiaochu among the new generation of disciples, and he must be able to take on the heavy responsibility of leading the army." ”

As soon as Fan Ziqian's words fell, an embarrassed voice came: "That...... Elder Law Enforcement, I think I should sue you, Luo Qian is seriously injured and is being treated in the Medical Valley, I am afraid that he will have to recuperate for more than half a year, and this competition should not be able to catch up...... "The person who spoke was none other than Elder Shouta.

Fan Ziqian was taken aback and said, "What! How could Luo Qian be injured? How could his cultivation be injured!"

With a wry smile on his face, the Elder Shou Tower said, "I don't know, it's just that when I found him, he was lying in a pool of blood. Specifically, I think it's better for them to explain the situation. "The elder guarding the tower is not referring to anyone else, it is the four of Ling Huheng.

Yang Zhishuang frowned and said, "We don't know either?"

The Elder Shou Pagoda also frowned, and said, "Impossible, I found Luo Qian at the stairs leading to the twentieth floor. At that time, you were on the twentieth floor, so it was impossible not to know?"

Yue'er pursed her lips and said, "Even if it is nearby, we are subduing the sword qi with all our strength at that time, where can we have time to pay attention to him!" Yue'er also didn't like Luo Qian very much, so with her straightforward temperament, she directly said what she thought in her heart, without leaving a trace of affection.

The Elder Shou Pagoda fell into deep thought, and only after a long time did he say, "It's impossible. Judging from Luo Qian's wounds, it was indeed a sword wound, and that sword must be a giant sword. Otherwise there could not have been such a traumatic experience. In this way, Luo Qian was 100% injured by the giant immortal sword of the twentieth layer. And you say you haven't seen him, it's really strange!"

Ling Hu Heng suddenly recalled that when he shot the Bladeless Giant Sword flying, it was indeed as if he had hit an object, which made the Bladeless Giant Sword stop, and he had a chance to submit the Bladeless Giant Sword. Only then is there today's bladeless immortal sword.

Ling Huheng didn't hide it, and told the original situation as it was. In fact, Yang Zhishuang and Yue'er can't be blamed for them, after all, Wu Zhen among them is already unconscious. Yue'er was taking care of Wu Zhen, and Yang Zhishuang was fighting the enemy with Ling Huheng, but they didn't happen to see this scene.

Although Luo Qian was a potential enemy of Ling Hu Heng, Ling Hu Heng did not bother to hide anything about these things. Unexpectedly, he was caught by Fan Ziqian: "Okay." It turned out to be you! Do you know what kind of crime it is to hurt your fellow disciples? I think this son is unruly and deliberately hurts his fellow disciples, and he will be severely punished!"

Linghu Heng snorted coldly and said, "If you are too old to hear, I don't blame you, but don't bark here like a dog." ”

Fan Ziqian was furious: "Boy, who are you talking about?"

Linghu Heng didn't sweep his eyes. Said: "Whoever speaks, speaks!"

Listening to such a very sarcastic dialogue, everyone couldn't help but snicker. Even Yang Zhishuang, who has always been indifferent and dignified, quietly covered her mouth. Not to mention Yue'er, who has never had a ladylike demeanor, has already leaned forward and backwards with a smile, and she can't spend it.

Fan Ziqian was even more furious: "Boy, you'd better put your mouth away for me!"

Ling Huheng was the tip of the needle to Mai Mang, without giving in, and said, "Old dog, do you know that you are very noisy?"

Fan Ziqian really couldn't help it, and when he wanted to stand up and teach Ling Huheng a lesson, he was held down by the rest of the elders next to him, his face was flushed with anger, and his aggrieved expression made his originally short beard curled.

Yang Xianyang said lightly: "Okay, don't argue, Poor Dao already knows the ins and outs of the matter." This matter is indeed not about Ling Huheng, it is just a coincidence. ”

Fan Ziqian stood up and shouted loudly: "How could it be a coincidence! Even if it was a coincidence, how could Luo Qian be injured so badly!"

Yang Xianyang glanced at Fan Ziqian dissatisfiedly, and said lightly: "Doesn't Poor Dao have the ability to judge?!"

Fan Ziqian was stunned for a moment, seeing that the head of the house really seemed to be a little angry, and it was not good to continue to insist, he just snorted hatefully, went back to his place, and glared at Ling Huheng fiercely. How could Ling Hu Heng be frightened by his harmless eyes? Naturally, he snorted disdainfully, and no longer paid attention to this vexatious "law enforcement elder".

In fact, generally speaking, Fan Ziqian can really be said to be iron-faced and selfless, but the premise is that his disciples are not involved. It's as if Ling Huheng hurt Zhao Xuanqi, more than two years have passed, and he hasn't forgotten it until now. I don't know how many people he angered because of his behavior of protecting the calf, but because of his noble status, he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and he knew that he was suffering. It's just that Ling Hu Heng is an exception, even if he is a hard bone, even if he is put to face the wall, he still refuses to bow his head like him, maybe this is the sense of justice in his bones that is doing tricks. You must know that Ling Hu Heng's previous life may have been the way of heaven, what does the way of heaven do? Now seeing Fan Ziqian's face, how can Ling Huheng be convinced? Naturally, the tip of the needle is against Mai Mang, and they don't like each other.

Yang Xianyang was also a little angry in his heart, even if Ling Hu Heng might be lying, how could he not know about his granddaughter? Is it possible for Yang Zhishuang to tell some lies to deceive him? Fan Ziqian is too ignorant, and he has already faintly touched the limit of Yang Xianyang's patience, you must know that even a Buddha will have fire! Although Yang Xianyang has a good cultivation, when it comes to his most beloved granddaughter, his attitude is completely different.

Yang Xianyang calmed down the anger that was faintly rising in his heart, and said: "Poor Dao steals that Zhao Xuanqi is also good, Luo Qian has to withdraw from this competition because he is seriously injured, so let's nominate the next place!"

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the elders nominated Dugu Xin, Nie Xi, Yan Yubin, Meng Kai and other four people, because there were ten places in this competition, so there was still one left, which was originally prepared for Luo Qian, but now that he is injured, naturally he needs someone to take his place.

At this time, an elder said: "Why don't you promote Chu Jian, who is under the deacon elder, there are many of his disciples, and Chu Jian is also Xiao Chu, who is a disciple of the new generation, and his cultivation is already close to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant." ”

Yang Xianyang pondered for a moment and said, "Poor Dao thinks it's okay, so it's decided! Next, it's the choice of the leader to lead the leader." Senior Brother Silence, tell me, who is the most suitable?"

The silent Taoist who had been silent heard Yang Xianyang call him, and finally spit out three words: "It's okay." When the elders saw him so perfunctory, they were all surprised.

Yang Xianyang also expected that the silent Daoist would say this, so he didn't say much, but just asked the others: "Do the elders have any self-recommendation?"

Unexpectedly, the elders present were silent, as if there was something under their feet that could attract their attention, and stared motionless at the ground. Only Fan Zi wanted to speak and stopped, his eyes always swept towards Yang Xianyang, as if he wanted to get this errand.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xianyang deliberately didn't look at him because of his previous remarks, and waved the dust and said: "Since no one recommends himself, then the poor road will be designated." ”

Fan Ziqian raised his head, in his opinion, no one is more suitable to lead the team than him, he has the confidence to lead the team to win the first place this time!

When the silent Taoist heard Yang Xianyang call his name, he didn't have a particularly surprised expression, but acted as if nothing had happened. It's just that Fan Ziqian is different, and he immediately shouted: "Although Elder Yan has a good cultivation, it doesn't seem to be suitable for leading a team, right?"

Yang Xianyang glanced at Fan Ziqian lightly, then turned around and asked the silent Taoist: "Senior brother silent words, is there a problem?"

The silent man opened his eyes that had been closed and said, "I'll do my best!"

Yang Xian shook his head from the dust, he knew that if he said this, he would definitely do his best, so he stroked his beard and said, "Okay, then it's decided." It's nothing, let's all disperse!"

After that, he walked out of the room first, and then everyone walked out of the room one after another, leaving Fan Ziqian sitting there, his face red and white, as if his face had changed......

On the way back to the Qingzhu Forest, Wu Zhen couldn't help but say excitedly: "Master, I really didn't expect you to lead the team! Okay this time, with Master here, I'm not afraid of anything!"

The silent Taoist let out a faint "um", but stopped talking. And Ling Hu Heng's mind was still in the reluctance to separate from Yang Zhishuang, and even the imperial sword seemed absent-minded. "She wants to advance and retreat with me, what does this mean?" Ling Hu Heng never forgot that Yang Zhishuang's two inseparables in the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda made Ling Hu Heng happy and confused, not knowing what this meant for her.

"She's telling me, do I have a chance to confide in her?" Ling Huheng thought wildly, and before he knew it, he had returned to the green bamboo forest......

Self-denial.

Fan Ziqian walked back with a gloomy face, and Zhao Xuanqi, who had been waiting for the news, hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Ancestor, how is it?"

Fan Ziqian said coldly: "You can go to the competition." ”

Zhao Xuanqi said in surprise: "Really?!"

Fan Ziqian said: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't provoke that Linghu boy again! Also, it's not me who is leading the team this time, it's the old way of silence!" After that, ignoring Zhao Xuanqi's surprised expression, he walked into the study and slammed the door shut.

Zhao Xuanqi's grim expression changed on his face, and he thought in his heart: "Why is that kid again! How can it not be led by the patriarch? There must be crookedness in this!" He guessed well, there is indeed crookedness in this, but the crookedness comes from his ancestor, the law enforcement elder Fan Ziqian, and the so-called self-inflicted self-inflicted is like this. Originally, Fan Ziqian had always led the team, but he was very unwise to touch Yang Xianyang's anger, so he could only give up the qualification to lead the team. (To be continued......)

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