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

Chapter 775

"Junior Sister Ji, don't worry, if he is lucky and doesn't meet me, that's all. If he meets me, I will never show mercy." Duan Shaoxian nodded heavily.

Inexplicably, he was forced by his master to slap him dozens of times, and even knocked out a few molars. He was actually a little bit resentful towards Ji Xiangqin. If she hadn't been able to stop her talkativeness, how could he have suffered like this? Lose face like this.

But he still thinks that a husband is more expensive than a wife, so how dare he complain about Ji Xiangqin?

Moreover, he was already envious and jealous of Chu Qinghan, but after knowing his family background, he was even more envious and maddened: it's just that he can't match others in looks, he can't match others in bearing, and he can't even match his father. ... Well, he came from a humble background, so he had no father to fight for.

In short, all his anger and resentment fell on Chu Qinghan at this moment.

"Okay!" Seeing what he said so decisively, Ji Xiangqin was immediately in high spirits, looking at him with tenderness and sweetness in his eyes.

The morning sun is falling, the sea of ​​clouds is vast, and the faint spiritual mist is light like a gauze, and the star-watching valley is quiet.

Under the leadership of Deacon Shi, the president of the Immortal League, all the major immortal sects came to the competition stage one by one to welcome the final round of competition that is about to begin.

"Sect Master Liang, the unpopular master, please!" Qi Zhongyu also led the people from Supreme Dao Sect and Xuanji Xianmen to one of the discussion platforms.

He was the referee for the match between Supreme Dao Sect and Xuanji Immortal Sect.

From the flattering smile quietly revealed in his eyes, it can be seen that this is obviously not a coincidence, but he tried every means to win it.

Such an important competition, and it was under the watchful eyes of everyone, of course he couldn't favor the Supreme Dao Sect.In fact, there is a clear winner and loser in the competition between Xianmen. The referee exists to prove it, and he has no chance to take sides.

Doing so is nothing more than showing sincerity to Supreme Dao Sect.

Lu Qingli and the others naturally understood this, and didn't care too much about it, let alone pin their hopes on him foolishly.

On the contrary, Jiang Xianyun breathed a sigh of relief: It doesn't matter whether Qi Zhongyu is partial to their Supreme Daozong, as long as he can stop in time when he admits defeat, or give him a hand, at least his chance of survival will be great A lot, isn't it?

Poor Peak Master Jiang Da, that's all he had left. As for winning, he didn't even dare to hope extravagantly.

Thinking of this in his heart, Jiang Xianyun showed a very kind smile to Qi Zhongyu.

Seeing that Lu Qingli and the others ignored her, Qi Zhongyu felt uneasy, but when she saw Jiang Xianyun's smile, she was immediately flattered and even more uneasy.

What does this mean, what does this mean?These days, who doesn't know that the one who owes the money is the uncle. How can the uncle give the servants a good look? Could it be that they are not going to pay back the million spirit stones, so the uncle is no longer a gentleman?
Why, why, do you think that you have a good smile, and that a smile is worth a thousand dollars?

Looking at Jiang Xianyun's black face full of smiles, Qi Zhongyu almost couldn't hold back and punched it hard.

Fortunately, Jiang Xianyun didn't know what Qi Zhongyu was thinking, otherwise he would be killed without laughing.

When he came to the competition stage, Leng Xiongbo led his disciples, Ji Qiuhong and other members of the immortal sect to the seats opposite.For such an important competition, those who are familiar with the Xuanji Immortal Sect will of course come to help and cheer.

"Chu Qinghan, you'd better ask God to bless you, and don't confront me. Otherwise, I will pay back a hundred times the shame of yesterday." Duan Shaoxian said to Chu Qinghan through gritted teeth as he passed by.

Anyway, in this battle, their Xuanji Immortal Sect will never show mercy. If they offend Chu Zhongshu, they will offend Chu Zhongshu sooner or later, so he has nothing to worry about.

Although his voice was not loud, he did not gather energy to transmit sound.What are the cultivation skills of these immortals in the arena, not to mention the few discussion platforms (competition platforms) next to them, even the immortals around the last few discussion platforms are all looking in this direction , with surprise in his eyes.

It seems that Xuanji Immortal Sect is going all out in order to be promoted to Earth Grade Immortal Sect, not even giving face to Confucianism Sect Speakers, and is going to fight with all hands and feet!

"You are not worthy." Chu Qinghan said indifferently, without even looking at Duan Shaoxian.

"What did you say, what did you say?" Ignored, completely ignored, Duan Shaoxian already had low self-esteem, but this time his self-esteem was severely hurt by Chu Qinghan, his face flushed with anger.

This time, Chu Qinghan didn't even bother to talk to him, he just looked up at the high platform for discussing the Dao, and there was an inexplicable expression in his eyes.

In the past, he just sat under this platform, listening to his grandfather explaining the words of the sages with great respect.It was on this Dao platform that he offended his elders, was expelled from Stargazing Valley, and was ordered not to step into Stargazing Valley for ten years.

The ten-year period has long passed, but he never came back. He had originally made up his mind to return to his hometown on the day of his cultivation and prove his talent and strength to everyone, but he did not expect it to be ahead of schedule.

However, the realm of the Purple Mansion should be barely passable.

Although Chu Qinghan didn't speak again, the elegant and detached figure seemed to be floating in the clouds. Duan Shaoxian was clearly standing in front of him, but he felt like an ant looking up at an insurmountable and beautiful peak. A little bit of self-esteem was completely torn apart.

"Okay, okay, you wait for me, if you meet me, you will cry sometime." Duan Shaoxian was so angry that his eyes were red, he threw down a harsh word, and walked towards the opposite side of the Taoist discussion platform.

Beside, Liang Mowen and Leng Xiongbo had handed over the list of candidates for this round of competition to Qi Zhongyu, who put the names on bamboo sticks one by one and put them into two wooden boxes.

On other forums, Deacon Shi, the president of the Immortal League, was doing the same thing.

"Om..." The ancient bell rang for a long time, and the boundless bell echoed in the valley for a long time.

"I announce that the final round of this year's Xuanmen Conference has officially begun." Elder Wei stood up in the middle of the high-altitude audience, and announced loudly.

"In the first round, Han Luchao, a disciple of the Changqing Immortal Sect, faced a disciple of the Holy Sword Immortal Sect..."

"In the first match, Zhou Fengyang, the elder of Lingtian Immortal Sect, faced Xuanyin Immortal Sect..."

"The first match..." Deacon Shi, the president of the Immortal League who moved quickly, pulled out bamboo sticks and announced loudly.

The valley that had been quiet just now suddenly became lively again. The people in the immortal sect under the stage were discussing the strength of these people, analyzing the outcome, and there were joys and sorrows.

"In the first round, Jiang Zhenyuan, a disciple of Xuanji Immortal Sect, faced Su Zimo, a disciple of Supreme Dao Sect." Qi Zhongyu also pulled out two bamboo sticks.

"Jiang Zhenyuan, that Jiang Zhenyuan who is known as one of the Four Masters of Xuanji?" Jiang Yiyang asked slightly startled.

(End of this chapter)