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Chapter 9 Getting Started

"It's not me that you are third senior brother, you are too simple. What is Zhuo Yuanhua's identity? You don't think about it. Who in the Eastern Continent dares to provoke him? You won't take this token seriously at all. Besides, even if this person named Nanfeng is good, so who can guarantee that he is not the nail arranged by Zixuan Sect for us." When he said this, the elder turned his body to the leader on the other side, bowed and continued, "Forget the senior brother of the leader, think three times."

"Xuanyang, you..." Elder Xuanxin was already furious at this moment. He instantly stood up from the chair and pointed at the elder opposite, about to have an attack.

"Okay, what Xuanyang said is not unreasonable, but we can't just refuse. After all, Zi Xuan Sect still has to give face. Xuan'er, let Nanfeng bring it in." After the leader curbed Xuan Xin's anger, he ordered the female disciple before.

"Yes, Master." The girl's name is He Qingxuan, who is the only female disciple of Xuan Tian, ​​the head of the Giant Sword Sect. She is loved by the head of the sect and the elders. It is precisely because of this that she can stay in the hall and listen to the two elders' ridicule of each other. If it were other disciples, they would have been bombarded out of the hall.

At this moment, Nanfeng didn't know what was happening in the store. He was standing outside the store and waiting, his heart was also up and down.

"Your name is Nanfeng?" The sudden sound made Nanfeng immediately calm down. He was seeing a woman in green standing on the steps in front of the hall.

"Yes." Nan Feng's words were very concise, as if they were a redundant word and were too lazy to say it. Moreover, his expression was neither humble nor arrogant, but instead looked directly at the other person's gaze.

Although Nan Feng has been less than four years since he was born, his body is similar to that of an ordinary human being in his teenage years. In addition, his special identity and his body contains the blood of a dragon, especially during the years of training on a deserted island, which made him feel a strong wild aura all over his body.

He Qingxuan has lived in the Giant Sword Sect since she was a child. When have she ever seen such a sharp look? She didn't dare to look at Nan Feng for a moment and quickly turned her eyes away.

In fact, Nan Feng had no meaning. After all, he did not know much about this world, and some daily habits still retained in his previous life. Therefore, he took a natural look back at the girl's eyes.

"Senior brother, Master asked me to lead Nanfeng in." Perhaps because of Nanfeng's gaze, or in front of the hall, He Qingxuan did not mess with her senior brother in an abnormal manner, but instead said seriously.

However, these actions surprised the senior brother a little. He first glared at Nan Feng beside him, and then turned around and left.

As soon as Nanfeng walked into the hall, the five elders in the store immediately locked their eyes on him.

Xuanxin and the other two were fine, but they just looked at each other normally, while the elder Xuanyang who had just released his spiritual consciousness immediately and instantly enveloped Nanfeng.
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