Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 1102 Doubt
The atmosphere on the stage is very weird right now, as if he had lost his mind, he was on the rampage, he didn't care about anything, and his eyes were already red.The other side completely withdraws from the competition, trying to avoid attacks from the opposite side, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Then the disciples below also felt that it was very tasteless. The fierce competition in the imagination finally developed into such a strange situation, it was tasteless to eat, and it was a pity to discard it.

"What the hell are these two trying to do? It's enough to knock people unconscious in this situation. Maybe it can reduce some damage. Wouldn't it be worse to let it go like this? I don't know what I'm waiting for?" Some disciples looked at it. Just a moment, Qidao.

"The thinking of the great people must be different from ours. What's the use of us small people who are practicing Qi and building foundations to think more? Maybe we are thinking wrongly. Let's watch the battle quietly and watch again." A person who looked a little The aged Foundation Establishment cultivator sighed.

"Hey, tell me, could it be?" The other person rolled his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and made a movement of wiping his neck, with a somewhat fanciful look on his face.He didn't say it clearly, but everyone present understood what the other party wanted to express.

"After all, we don't know the actual relationship between them. The sect doesn't know how many good brothers they call each other, but there are many fellow sects who have been stabbed. It's not impossible."

"How is it possible? You don't know the real person on the stage, right? I might still believe that this person who was a famous man in the past, although he has weakened a lot in recent years, people who remember him don't At least, many great experts in the formation hall have favored him. Especially the one who is here today, Zhenjun Yuanheng. It is said that the two of them almost became masters and apprentices when they came here."

These people are quite a source of information, and they got to a certain point all at once.

The relationship between Zhenjun Yuanheng and Daoist Mingjing is indeed like this, and the latter indeed almost became Zhenjun Yuanheng's disciple, but it was all a long time ago.The reason why it didn't work was due to a mistake and fate.

In fact, there is no bloody plot. It is simply because the real Mingjing grows too fast, and then it is not at the right time. best chance.

Up to now, Daoist Ming Jing no longer needs a master who can teach and guide the way.Zhenjun Yuanheng is no longer suitable to be the other party's master.The two sides tacitly agreed to leave these reasons and stories in the past gently, and the relationship between the two was the same as before, and there was no difference, except that they lacked the title of master and apprentice.

In the past, everyone could see how kind Yuanheng Zhenjun was to Daoist Mingjing, but anyone who witnessed that period of time would not agree with this statement.Even if he can't be a master and apprentice, it is absolutely impossible for Zhenjun Yuanheng to see the other party's future ruined like this.

So Zhenjun Yuanheng's pause is really intriguing.Many people are guessing what the other party's plan is...

Even Ning Xia and Jin Lin, who were familiar with Zhenjun Yuanheng, couldn't figure out what he really thought.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the venue, worries, ridicules, conspiracy theories... everything was said.

"What do you think... the guy next door is thinking? The person above is going crazy, and he still doesn't move. Could it be..." Someone who has always been irritable and irritable was curious for a while, and raised his eyebrows to ask the person next to him .

"Hush, can you keep your voice down? If you hear it, you will be caught again. Master has a bad temper recently." Ning Ru frowned. Although she inevitably had such thoughts in her heart, she was not so big-hearted .The person involved is sitting next door, he is not dead, and it is no small matter if he is heard.

"Hey, you're as courageous as the eye of a needle, so I'm too lazy to tell you." Xiao Minghua really leaned over to talk to the people behind him, and those wanton and blatant laughs made people frown again and again.

And Yuan Yuhua, who was at the front, stared intently at Lin Pingzhen, who was in the hem of his clothes on the stage, with a pair of beautiful eyes. He was extremely focused, and became the most attentive one.

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"Brother Rong, what kind of person have you thought about becoming?"

"What kind of person? Why did you ask this all of a sudden? I must have heard something strange outside today." Hearing this, the other party flicked a sword flower and slammed it back into its sheath.

When he raised his head, it was a pair of energetic eyes.

Lin Rong had a pair of beautiful eyes.

Of course, this beauty is not the beauty in the ordinary sense. It is as clear as water, bright as stars, full of flying spirit, and full of boundless hope.

He has a very handsome appearance, but people's first reaction when seeing him is to be attracted by those bright starry eyes.Once upon a time, Daoist Ming Jing was also such a young monk.

It's just that nothing really lasts forever.The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, time flies like an arrow, time is merciless after all, everything has lost its original appearance in the polishing of time.Including such beautiful eyes will also change in the cruel polishing time and time again.

But this radiant young man didn't expect that one day he would become so lifeless.Regarding his friend's unreasonable imagination, he thought for a while and gave an "eager" reply.

"What kind of person do I want to be...Naturally a celestial being in the world, a hero in the sword, I am invincible and the world knows-" The young man's bright eyes were full of brilliance, and his self-confidence appeared inside and out, which was unforgettable.

As the last word fell, the other party suppressed the fascination on his face, and turned to look at the person who asked the question.

"What's the matter?" Lin Rong himself couldn't help laughing, looking at the other party's dazed look.

Wan Ruicai woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he couldn't hide his surprise: "...I can't see it. It turns out that you, a quiet guy, are really powerful, and what you said is level. Tsk tsk tsk, this ambition ..."

He smiled and put his arms around the other party's shoulders: "Well, in the future, Immortal Lin will promote his brother when he is successful... Hahaha."

Lin Rong threw away the mischievous hand with some dissatisfaction: "Don't you look down on me? In the future, I will make my name sing all over the world, so that you will be convinced..."

"Yes, yes, I'm waiting."

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"Lin Rong... Lin Rong! Open the door!"

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"Why are you hiding in there? It's just a victory or defeat."

"This opportunity is gone, there are other things, don't think about going aside. Open the door—"

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"I don't understand." The other party's raised hand finally fell powerlessly, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you say you want to make me look good?"

"What are you going to do?"

I do not know either.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away from outside, the people inside the room stiffly put down the teapot that had been held up for a long time, and there was only a harsh sound in the silent room.

He didn't seem to understand anything.

How on earth did he live like this?He doesn't know either.

(End of this chapter)