After the body double failed, he became a fan of the world of comprehension

Chapter 31 Cooperation
In Pingcheng, a barrier hangs from the sky, accurately broadcasting every move of each disciple.

When they learned that the first kill was Wangyuezong, the people in the city exploded.

"How is it possible! How could Wangyuezong He De win the first kill?"

"That's right! Chongyunzong hasn't moved yet!"

"Why can't Wangyuezong win the first kill? Haven't you seen two new disciples!"

"That girl is so handsome."

"Only Guanmingzong is allowed to play tricks, but Wangyuezong is not allowed to sneak attack? How can there be such a reason in the world!"

The people were arguing and had different opinions, but some people vaguely recognized Qiao Wan.

"Why does Mochizuki's new female disciple look so much like Qiao Wan, the direct disciple of Elder Xuanye of Chongyunzong?"

"real or fake?"

"how could it be possible!"

"It's really similar. No, it's almost exactly the same!" The man who was suspected clicked his tongue and said angrily, "I was an outer sect of Chongyunzong before, and I met Senior Sister Qiao twice. How could I have such a look? Remember?"

Some people, just seeing it is enough to surprise their whole life.

"How could this disciple of Chongyunzong come to Wangyuezong to learn from him?"

It sounds like a joke! -
Deep in Wutong Mountain

"Brother Jiang and Sister Jiang's sect is ranked first." Yun Miaomiao bit her pale lower lip, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, "If we don't get the first place, Master will be very disappointed. "

"It's just Qiao Wan." Qin Song sneered, and clenched the long sword in his hand, "Mochizuki is the only sword repairer, and seizing their cards is like picking something out of a bag, so don't worry about Miao Miao."

Yun Miaomiao smiled sweetly at Qin Song, glanced at Jiang Haochuan who hadn't spoken for a long time from the corner of her eye, and whispered, "But Miao Miao doesn't want Elder Sister to get hurt."

"Miaomiao." Qin Song held Yun Miaomiao's shoulders with both hands, and said in a deep voice, "You have to be sober, she is no longer our senior sister."

Looking at the ambiguous behavior of the two, Jiang Haochuan frowned slightly.

Yun Miaomiao laughed dryly, turned sideways to avoid Qin Song's shackles, and said softly, "Even if Senior Sister hates Miao Miao, Miao Miao will never forget her."

"Okay." Jiang Haochuan finally spoke, with a cold handsome face, and whispered, "Go to Wangyuezong."

It was these words that Yun Miaomiao was waiting for, upon hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Divided into two
Qiao Wan and her group were still wandering around Wutong Mountain, not to mention the disciples of other sects, they didn't even find a living thing.

The patience of the four people who had been searching for nothing was exhausted, and they were already frantically testing on the verge of irritability.

"Little master Yongjing, we really have no other way. If we can find disciples from other families, we will not touch people from the Buddhist sect."

"Amitabha, this little benefactor is really talking nonsense with his eyes wide open. You are obviously coming straight towards us with this posture." A monk with a bald head was standing in the open space, with a smile on his face that could save all living beings, and looked sideways. Turning to the bushes on one side, he said slowly, "A few benefactors over there, have you heard enough?"

Hearing the words, the disciple on the opposite side was instantly ready to fight, staring at the grass on the right.

The grass rustled, and the next moment, Qiao Wan and the others stood up.

"Amitabha, this small bush can hold four people! It's really a spectacle." Yong Jing played with the string of beads in his hand, his smile was still the standard 45 degrees, and he didn't move at all.

Without blushing, Qiao Wan stood on the open space, looking around at the two teams opposite.

Guan Mingyue, Chu Ge, and Song Zhuqing stood by her side, trying their best to ensure Qiao Wan's safety.

They only have this one sword cultivator, nothing can happen to them!
"Moon-Watching Sect Qiao Wan, I've met all of you." Qiao Wan clasped her fists, her face was expressionless, there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, the little pear dimple was looming, she looked harmless to humans and animals, and even a little cute.

"Qingshuizong, Fan Li." The man on the left stroked the hilt of his sword with his fingertips, and looked aggressively at Qiao Wan. The two disciples behind him also had unfriendly eyes, as if they were about to wipe out everyone present.

Seeing this, Song Zhuqing stepped forward a few steps, blocking the line of sight between the two senior sisters and Fan Li.

Although he doesn't have much ability, he will do his best to protect the women in the sect.

"Yongjing of Lingshan Temple has met Xiao Qiao's benefactor." Yongjing's height just reached Qiao Wan's shoulders, and his appearance was soft and cute, like a child who didn't know much about the world.

But how many people in the realm of cultivation are the same on the outside and inside?
Yong Jing was followed by two bald young monks, both of whom were holding Buddhist beads, smiling with squinted eyes, as if they were copying and pasting.

"Wangyuezong is currently in the limelight, which has never happened in five years." Yongjing's eyes were full of cunning, and he stared at Qiao Wan lightly, "I think it should be all thanks to Xiao Qiao's benefactor."

"I am not the only one in the sect. The current achievements are all due to the hard work of the disciples in the sect." Qiao Wan's answer was watertight, without hypocritical excuses or conceited admissions.

"Little Benefactor Qiao, you can see that Benefactor Fan's veins are bulging. I think I can't wait." Yongjing smiled harmlessly and said softly, "I don't know. Does Benefactor Xiao Qiao have any intention of cooperating?"

A daze flashed across Fan Li's face, and he stammered, "Cooperate!?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Wan turned her head to look at Fan Li, whose face was blushing, and touched the swords of the three members of Qingshuizong, and asked slowly, "Three sword cultivators?"

"The sword cultivator is already strong and has an advantage in cultivation. Instead of looking for a suitable opponent, you are here to trouble the young monk of Lingshan Temple?" Qiao Wan drew out the moon kite from her waist and pointed at Fan Li, "It's too narrow-minded to be so broad-minded."

Seeing Qiao Wan like this, Guan Mingyue came to her senses in an instant, turned her head to look at the three young monks at Lingshan Temple, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you three, we have made an ally in Lingshan Temple!"

Yongjing bent his eyes and chuckled, nodded in response to Guan Mingyue's words, "Young monk, I can't ask for it."

Qiao Wan's words made Fan Li very embarrassed, and seeing Wang Yuezong and Lingshan Temple teaming up again, he gritted his teeth and wanted to retreat.

"Senior Brother Fan, now is the best time. If you miss it, it will be difficult if you want to wipe out these two weak forces in one go." The younger brother standing behind Fan Li whispered.

"That's right." Another disciple also opened his mouth, persuading him in a low voice, "Senior Brother Fan, don't lose face, the person standing opposite is actually seven hands of cards!"

Fan Li thought for a moment, glanced around, and finally drew his sword and attacked Qiao Wan.

"Stand back." Qiao Wan only had time to leave this sentence, and then went up with the sword, and the majestic sword energy was released from the body, facing Fan Li.

"Golden core peak?" Fan Li was taken aback, and immediately put away his thoughts of underestimating the enemy, and released his mental power, choosing to confront Qiao Wan head-on.

(End of this chapter)