Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 485 is a broom star
Qin Yuanhao and others were secretly skeptical, but seeing that the master still seemed unmoved, he didn't want to say much, he just paused slightly, nodded gratefully to Lu Qingli and the others, and left with Yu Chang'an sadly .

Before leaving, no one said hello to Kong Yiwen's uncle and nephew, as if they had completely forgotten the existence of the two of them. Even if someone subconsciously glanced at them, their eyes were full of resentment.

They could see that although Lu Qingli finally defeated Qi Nanfeng in this round, her eyes showed deep fatigue after successive attacks of talisman and poison, which obviously depleted her true essence.

If it wasn't for Kong Yiwen persuading Hao Zhichuan to change the rules of the competition, and all the disciples of the Xianmen would play in this match, the Supreme Dao Sect might not have the last laugh.

After all, this Deacon Kong is a bastard, a swindler who kills people without paying for his life. It would be strange if they had a good face for him.

With their thighs gone, Shi Yunhe and the others of course did not dare to stay, they got up while discussing, and rushed down the mountain in a swarm.

When I came, I was high-spirited and full of ambition, but when I left, I was as sincere and fearful as a bereaved dog.

No way, in order to flatter the Jinzhong Xianmen, they really offended the Supreme Daozong a lot, and they didn't pay attention to each other at all. A little sympathy.

Thinking of the possibility that the Supreme Dao Sect would soar into the sky like a broken bamboo, and then think about Chu Qinghan's Confucian holy words, Wen Ruyu's sword skills, Jiang Ziyun's spells, Lu Qingli's talisman and poison spells, they His scalp was numb, and he was afraid that he would wake up from a dream, so he dared not show his face in front of them again.

"Xuanlin, I, let's go too." Kong Yiwen looked at the half-empty auditorium, licked his dry lips, and stammered to He Xuanlin.

Although he is far away from the competition stage, he has lived in seclusion these years and has not even had the opportunity to fight against others. He has never seen such a wonderful and extremely dangerous competition. He was so scared that he was sweating and his legs were weak. It was a great torment.

"Go, go quickly." He Xuanlin was also quite frightened, and dragged Kong Yiwen, who was limp all over, to turn around and leave.

Originally, he was still indignant at Lu Qingli's rejection and humiliation at the beginning, but he didn't know how lucky he was for the so-called humiliation back then.

Fortunately, he didn't turn against Lu Qingli on the spot at that time, otherwise... Thinking of the green light on Hao Zhichuan's face when he was about to leave, He Xuanlin shuddered again.

Fearing that they would be left behind by Lu Qingli and the others, the two deliberately went around behind the disciples of each sect, not daring to make a sound while standing on tiptoe.

"Deacon Kong, Mr. He, why are you leaving in such a hurry, we haven't had time to thank you yet." Looking at the figures of the uncle and nephew fleeing cautiously, Lu Qingli almost laughed out loud, pretending to be serious and shouted.

thank?Both Kong Yiwen and He Xuanlin were taken aback.

"Thanks to your great help in this competition, otherwise Master and the elderly would not be able to make a move, just because our juniors are really not the opponents of Jinzhong Xianmen.

The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, not to mention such a great kindness?Don't leave yet, wait until you have a night's rest after the dinner, and let my master thank you well before you leave. "Lu Qingli said gratefully with sparkles in her eyes.

I have to say that there are still many good people in this world.First there was An Ziqing, and then there was Kong Yiwen, both of whom were righteous, benevolent and unparalleled, thoughtful and warm to the door, and sent to others what they wanted, without any ambiguity.

Sure enough, although the world of comprehension has changed a lot today, the world has changed, but the heart of a monk has been passed down from ancient times and will never change.

Even her former generation of immortals was deeply gratified and moved by it.

Looking at the tears in Lu Qingli's eyes, Kong Yiwen's uncle and nephew had black hair, and finally understood what she was saying: Yes, if they hadn't been smart enough to give Wenren a chance to make a move, Lu Qingli alone With Chu Qinghan, Wen Ruyu, and Jiang Ziyun, they might not be able to win six games.

Once again they stole the chicken without losing the rice, and once again they lifted a rock and smashed their own feet. The two really wanted to slap themselves hard in the face.

"No, no need, let's take our leave now." Kong Yiwen was not too stupid, he couldn't hear the joke in Lu Qingli's words, he gave a dry laugh, and dragged He Xuanlin away quickly.

"Okay, we all know each other so well, so I won't meet with you. It's fine if you don't attend the dinner, but our Supreme Dao Sect must thank you." Lu Qingli put away her smile and said seriously .

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qingyue's voice has a bit of coldness.

As a result, Kong Yiwen felt cold again.

The two times he participated in the Xuanmen Conference, the blind man could understand what he was planning, so he didn't believe that Lu Qingli would really thank him.

In his mind, the tragic scene of Hao Zhichuan entangled with green poisonous threads and twitching all over his face with oily green complexion and foaming at the mouth appeared again.

"No, no, it's really unnecessary." Both Kong Yiwen and He Xuanlin's feet were weak, and they rolled down the stone ladder.

"Hee hee, ha ha ha ha." Behind him, the joyous laughter of Lu Qingli and the others finally sounded.

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After rolling hundreds of feet away, the two stood up with bruised noses and swollen faces, and continued to rush down the mountain without looking back.

Fortunately, knowing their identities, Shouzong disciples did not dare to stop them.After leaving the mountain gate and seeing that no one was chasing after them, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Kong, what should we do now?" He Xuanlin asked with a bitter face.

Although the Supreme Dao Sect didn't care about them, he still couldn't handle what the master told him. How should he explain it when he goes back?
"Let's go back to the Golden Bell Immortal Gate first. It's a difficult time for Sect Master Yu to suffer such a serious setback. Let's see if we can help, and it will be considered a good relationship." Kong Yiwen said.

After all, they are friendly troops. If they see the Jinzhong Xianmen defeated, they will abandon them like a cover and never communicate with each other again.

Besides, although Yu Chang'an was a bit violent, on the other hand, he was also forthright, and he was even more righteous to his friends, so he admired Chang'an very much, and couldn't bear to abandon him at this time.

"What, Uncle Kong, what are you talking about? Have you forgotten the lesson of Haoqi Xianmen?" He Xuanlin was so shocked that his eyeballs almost fell off.

Jinzhong Xianmen was harmed by you like this, Yu Changan is afraid that he will slap you to death, you have all your heart, if you don't avoid it, it's fine, but you still want to throw yourself into a trap?I really don't know what's going on in this middle-aged and old stunned head.

"Uh...then we won't go." Hearing him mention Haoqi Xianmen, Kong Yiwen remembered the embarrassment when he was kicked out of the mountain gate by Lu Xiuyuan, and knew that he was a little whimsical.

He appreciates Yu Chang'an, but others may not appreciate him, so why bother to make trouble for himself.

(End of this chapter)