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Chapter forty-two(2/2)

Liu Jinshui questioned.

The candidates also became indignant, feeling that the entry-level quota was stolen by these despicable people with spiritual outfits led by Lu Anzhi.

"This assessment is difficult, so we have to discuss it according to our discretion!"

Ji Huafan's explanation was reasonable. She looked at these newcomers: "As for the quota issue, you don't have to worry. As long as you are excellent enough, Piaomiao Sect will be admitted in an extraordinary way!"

The newcomers breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't know that it was Jihua Fan who was pitying them.

"I remember that Liu Jinshui didn't seem to have a conflict with Lu Anzhi in the last life? Alas, it's too long and I can't remember it clearly, but it's certain that only three newcomers came back. If they took away all their spiritual equipment, they would have a greater chance of death."

Ji Huafan looked at Lu Anzhi: "Although you are well prepared, I hope you will give up the assessment."

Lu Anzhi was stunned and then became a little angry again.

What does it mean?

Am I being dismissed?

Look down on others!

"Draw a fan, what do you want to do?"

Cao Xuan, who had been watching coldly, interrupted: "This is not in line with the rules!"

"Elder Cao, I will talk to my father about this matter in person!"

Ji Hua Fanxin said, I can't tell you that I was trying to save Lu Sanqi's cultivation path, right?

When Lu Anyi died, she lost the motivation to live. Even if she wasted her outstanding talent, she didn't care and ended up missing.

Why!

Watching this genius fall,

I feel sorry!

"What do you mean?"

Sanqi finally couldn't help it, holding a hatchet in her hand, questioning Ji Huafan: "If we look down on our brother and sister, we won't enter this Piaomiao Sect!"

It's really too damned to not even participate in the assessment.

"On the contrary, I'm for your own good!"

The explanation of the meticulous words of the documentary fan.

Well!

Sanqi froze because the other party's tone and expression were not fake, but why should he be so kind to us?

Well!

Could it be another woman with a big body?

Sanqi glanced at Lu Dalang, and the corners of his mouth twitched. My brother, you are so awesome!

However, even if the daughter of the wealthy sect leader wants to force her against her brother, I will kill her with one knife!

"Sister Sister, I don't need you to think about me. If you think I am not worthy of your sect, please just say it and I will leave immediately!"

The goddess who was secretly in love was right in front of her, but Lu Anzhi did not have any thoughts at all, but his face looked extremely serious.

"Leave? Hehe!"

Liu Jinshui sneered.

A monk who was taught the Piaomiao Heart Sutra, even if he only studied the first level, would be born from the Piaomiao Sect and die a ghost from the Piaomiao Sect.

Ji Huafan noticed Lu Anzhi's determination, and when he saw Lu Sanqi standing behind him, he obviously wanted to advance and retreat together, which made her pinch her eyebrows irritably.

I'm obviously for your own good!

"How much do you eat the true essence every day?"

Ji Huafan wanted to see if he had the opportunity to change his fate against the will of heaven.

"Turn!"

Lu Anzhi is neither humble nor silence.

"How many?"

Ji Huafan thought she had heard it wrong, until Lu Anzhi repeated it again, and then she became desperate.

Can't go against it!

Dead!

Let's go and don't give it away!

Ji Huafan gave up the three consecutive days in his heart.

Reincarnation?
Chapter completed!
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