In the crowd, Wan Qiyuan hid his face and watched the ring game with a gloomy face.

When he saw Xiao Jingyao pierce Gongsun Yuanling's chest with a sword, a trace of pleasure flashed across his face.

Whether he is Gongsun Yuanling or Xiao Jingyao, he is the one he hates or even hates. If they turn against each other, it will be a good thing for him. At that time, you have to sit and watch them fight against each other.

Given Gongsun Yuanling's favor in Chihong Palace, this battle will definitely make Chihong Palace hold a grudge against Tianhua Sect.

It just so happened that he planned to destroy the Tianhua Sect. If Chihong Palace also took action, he would be much easier.

As soon as Xiao Jingyao jumped off the arena, Gongsun Yuanling and other tea slaves were about to come over and fight him desperately.

Most of them have low cultivation, but everyone's face is full of hatred.

Xiao Jingyao's expression remained unchanged. His steps slightly heavier, and his spiritual energy suddenly surged. At the same time, he walked towards the high platform without looking sideways.

The tea slaves rushed over with great momentum, but they couldn't even touch the corner of Xiao Jingyao's clothes.

The onlookers were shocked when they saw that Xiao Jingyao's spiritual energy was still so abundant.

Is such a large amount of spiritual energy the way the Golden Pill stage should look like?

"Come back quickly, don't embarrass the young palace master!"

Among the dozen tea slaves, only one has a cold and arrogant style.

Instead of rushing forward angrily like other tea slaves, he stood there in his place with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Jingyao turned his head to look at him when he heard this. When he saw his face clearly, although his face remained unchanged, a trace of memories flashed in his eyes.

When he saw Xiao Jingyao looking over, the man's face cleared slightly and he nodded gently at Xiao Jingyao.

From Xiao Jingyao's performance after going off the ring, he could see that the other party had already shown mercy.

"Situ Yi, you are the best at pretending on weekdays. Today, you will have to be stingy inside and out!"

"That's right, he actually nodded to that boy. Is he gloating?"

"Situ Yi, the young palace master treats you the best on weekdays. Do you have any conscience now?"

The interaction between Situ Yi and Xiao Jingyao was seen by other tea slaves. They could not beat Xiao Jingyao and instantly pointed the finger at Situ Yi.

"Shut up, do you still want to embarrass me!"

Gongsun Yuanling forced herself to stand up. Her small faces were bloodless at this time, and her thin body was trembling slightly, as if the reeds in the wind were about to fall down at any time.

Seeing this, the tea slaves suddenly stopped and suddenly became silent.

Situ Yi stood there, his waist was even taller than that of Cuizhu.

He looked at the weak Gongsun Yuanling, and his breath surged in his heart, and the light in his eyes was unknown.

"Hey, Situ? Isn't that the exclusive surname of the first family in Jiuzhou?"

At this time, some people among the onlookers whispered in confusion.

"Who knows, even the first family has scum, right?"

"Tsk, it's a good man who is not good, and being a tea slave for a woman is really laughing!"

The voices of contempt and sarcasm gradually increased. Situ Yi looked at the ancient Jing Wubo one by one, as if he had not heard those harsh words.

The major forces in Jiuzhou are mixed, and more than 80% of the forces in Jiuzhou are formed based on sects and families.

Among the sects, Tianluo Palace, Chihong Palace, and Baizhang Valley are the three giants.

Among the family, the Situ family, the Dongguo family and the Jing family are three major forces.

The heroes are the prosperous era of the major sects in Jiuzhou, and correspondingly, the major families also have their own sky-storming banquet.

"Go back to me!"

Gongsun Yuanling was really angry. She never treated them coldly, but this time it was different.

Xiao Jingyao chose to show mercy, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to the arrogant Gongsun Yuanling.

Especially, she has done her best for this competition.

Now that they make such a fuss, they are like throwing her face to the ground and trampling on her willfulness.

Gongsun Yuanling didn't expect that among so many people, the only one who understands her was Situ Yi, who always ignored her.

Gongsun Yuanling felt mixed feelings, and she couldn't help but look up at the platform.

Fairy Lan Yue stood there, her white clothes were elegant, but she was so far away.

Gongsun Yuanling's mind was shaken and her meridians were empty. In addition, her qi and blood were deficient, she finally couldn't hold on and fell backwards.

Old Mu caught Gongsun Yuanling with heartache, gave Situ Yi the only sensible person he thought was, and disappeared from the spot with Gongsun Yuanling in his arms.

Lan Yue looked at the direction where Gongsun Yuanling left, and her heart was mixed.

At this point, she could fully feel Gongsun Yuanling's determination to become her teacher.

If it weren't for the verbal agreement at the beginning, she wouldn't have been so desperate, just to defeat Xiao Jingyao.

However, Lan Yue knew very well that Gongsun Yuanling admired the original owner, not her.

Should she accept Gongsun Yuanling as her disciple?

Lan Yue was struggling when suddenly a wall blocked her view.

Lan Yue came back to her senses, looked up slightly, and saw Xiao Jingyao's resentful face.

It's resentful, his brows frowned slightly, his eyes were full of grievances, and he looked pitiful.

"Master, where are you looking?" Xiao Jingyao asked in a low voice.

As her apprentice, Lan Yue felt that there was nothing to hide from him, so she said truthfully: "I want to accept Gongsun Yuanling as my apprentice."

Xiao Jingyao's frown was tighter when he heard this. He had a gloomy face and said without hesitation: "No!"

"Why?" Lan Yue didn't expect Xiao Jingyao to react so much.

He had just been hit by Gongsun Yuanling's charming tricks, and she thought he was interested in Gongsun Yuanling.

Xiao Jingyao choked slightly when he heard this. Why? Because he didn't want anyone to share Lan Yue's attention.

Her eyes, her thoughts, and her concern can only be given to him alone.

Lan Yue tilted her head, still waiting for his answer.

Seeing this, Xiao Jingyao suddenly said sourly: "Master, do you feel sorry for her? I have already shown mercy."

Lan Yue opened her mouth and was about to answer, but Xiao Jingyao suddenly lowered his head slightly.

His eyebrows and eyes were gentle, his face was full of tolerance and loss. He suddenly said with a hint of prayer: "The master is also worried about Yao'er."

Lan Yue trembled all over when she heard this. It was over. She couldn't help but Xiao Jingyao's expression. She looked really obedient and pitiful.

Especially when hearing this sentence, Lan Yue couldn't help but reflect in her heart whether she had ignored Xiao Jingyao too much.

"Yao'er, it's not good for your teacher. How are you doing? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Lan Yue hurriedly said with warm voice.

Xiao Jingyao nodded, and without caring about Qinghe being next to him, pointed to the wound on his chest and whispered: "Master, it hurts here."

Lan Yue felt even more guilty when she heard this. Xiao Jingyao's chest was obviously injured, but she subconsciously felt that this small injury was nothing to the male protagonist.

"Come on, let's see for you."

Lan Yue put his hand three inches away from Xiao Jingyao's chest with heartache. The purple spiritual energy was released and he began to check his wounds.

Qinghe stood beside him and asked with concern: "Junior sister, how is Yao'er like? Is it okay?"

He didn't think so much. Seeing that Lan Yue and Xiao Jingyao had a deep affection for his master and disciple, he was too late to be happy.

Now Xiao Jingyao only has one last step left at the top of the list of heroes, so he cannot leave any serious injuries that will affect tomorrow's competition.

Lan Yue was checking carefully, and as she was checking, the corner of her mouth suddenly twitched slightly.

Xiao Jingyao is now a rare Tianyang body, and his body's self-repair ability is very terrifying.

Let me put it this way, if Xiao Jingyao told her later, the wound would heal by himself.

Even so, Lan Yue still lost some spiritual energy to Xiao Jingyao quietly to help him recover faster.

After putting down his hand, Lan Yue asked again with a warm voice: "Yaoer, what's going on now?"

Xiao Jingyao shook his head, and his eyebrows became even more disappointed.

Qinghe was anxious and said hurriedly: "Junior sister, what's going on? Are there any hidden injuries?"

Lan Yue looked puzzled, it shouldn't be.

She was about to raise her hand to check Xiao Jingyao's body again, but suddenly she saw him covering his chest with his right hand and said frustrated: "As long as the master wants to accept Gongsun Yuanling as his disciple, the disciple's chest will hurt so much."

Lan Yue: "..."

Qinghe: "..."
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