After rebirth, the big sister tore up the script

At this time, the monks felt that the mountain that was pressing on them disappeared, and they knelt down or sat on the ground panting for breath.

"Senior sister, what's wrong..."

Feng Yuewan walked out from behind Shi Xing, pointed to Xie Nanxing and said to Wuchen: "Wuchen, remember this man. When you meet him in the next game, don't give him a chance to surrender, beat him to death."

Ying Wuchen opened his mouth in surprise.

In his memory, Feng Yuewan was a strict and gentle person, even if the second senior brother and the third senior sister were fighting in front of her, she would only punish her slightly.

This was the first time Ying Wuchen saw Feng Yuewan so angry.

Before waiting for Ying Wuchen's answer, Feng Yuewan said again: "Do you remember?"

"Good senior sister."

Ying Wuchen agreed in a daze.

Xie Nanxing glared at Feng Yuewan angrily, but now there were three Nascent Soul cultivators staring at him, so he dared not do anything.

The disciple of Jiuyaoyuan, who was in charge of Liuzhuo Peak, found that there were many monks surrounded here, and thought that there was a fight here.

In fact, it's no wonder that the Xianmen Grand Competition explicitly prohibits private fighting, but every time the Grand Competition still happens, as long as you don't do too much, most of them will turn a blind eye and close one eye, and just give a warning.

"What's going on here?"

Xie Nanxing immediately got up, pointed at Shi Xing and said, "This Shi Xing, because he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, bullies us Foundation Establishment cultivators, you must be the masters for us!"

The leading disciple of Jiu Yaoyuan looked at the three of Shi Xing, and their eyes fell on Yan Rongyu.

"Brother Yan!"

Yan Rong and Wei Wei nodded: "Since Shi Xing was injured, his coercion has been very unstable. Just now, this little friend hinted that Fellow Daoist Feng has an impure relationship with us, which caused Shi Xing's spiritual power to riot."

Only then did Ying Wuchen know that during his competition in the ring just now, the senior sister was so slandered by this person.

No wonder the atmosphere was so strange just now.

Now he only felt that Xie Nanxing's death was not a pity.

"Fellow Daoist? Is that the Feng Daoist who saved Senior Brother Yan?"

"Ah."

The leading disciple stared at Feng Yuewan with burning eyes.

Feng Yuewan can be said to be a celebrity second only to Yan Rongyu in Jiuyaoyuan, because of Fu Yunqiu's publicity, the entire Jiuyaoyuan knows that Fengyuewan saved Yan Rongyu in the secret realm of Youyue, and almost all Jiuyaoyuan disciples are full of curiosity about this female cultivator who only hears her name but does not see her.

After learning that Fengyuewan would participate in the Xianmen Grand Competition, the disciple of Jiuyaoyuan was even more excited.

"Fellow Daoist, I am..."

"Hey!" Xie Nanxing yelled in dissatisfaction, "I said that Shi Xing relied on his own cultivation to bully us Foundation Establishment cultivators. There are so many people in such a mess, are you blind!"

Excitedly, the lead disciple remembered what Yan Rongyu had just said.

He coughed twice, and said sternly: "Senior Brother Yan just said that Senior Shi Xing was accidentally injured because of his injury and unstable spiritual power, not to mention that you first spoke rudely to Fellow Daoist Feng."

"Then he should attack us indiscriminately!" Xie Nanxing was very dissatisfied.

At some point, Su Qingchuan took out a short sword and played with it in his hand: "Who told you to slander Fellow Daoist Feng? Now, Fellow Daoist Feng is the only person who can possibly cure Shixing. Oh, by the way, before you mocked Shixing before, you can only be a Nascent Soul cultivator for the rest of your life, right?"

At this time, some monks who were watching the excitement and disciples of Jiuyaoyuan who were watching the game also came to hear the news, just in time to hear Su Qingchuan's words.

Jiuyaoyuan has cooperated with Sanqing Mingdao for a long time, and Jiuyaoyuan still has a group of young fans who wake up from time to time.

Hearing that the person they admired was being ridiculed like this, how could they sit still, they looked at Xie Nanxing sarcastically, and were so angry that they almost drew their swords and slashed at him.

With so many disdainful or sarcastic eyes on him, Xie Nanxing felt like a thorn in his back.

Especially Su Qingchuan's sentence, "Fengyuewan may wake up when he is cured" made him feel stuck in his throat.

"Even if I am a monk at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty in this life?" Shi Xing looked at Xie Nanxing with indifferent eyes as if looking at a grass or a grain of sand, "When you have the ability to win against me, it will not be too late to taunt."

Su Qingchuan followed with a sneer.

Feng Yuewan just thought, these two people have a red face and a white face, this hatred is really full.

Xie Nanxing still wanted to quibble, but Su Qingchuan pressed his final struggle: "Every venue has a shadow book, which will record everything that happened in the venue. If you continue to make trouble, I don't mind putting your stupidity in front of the gate of Jiuyaoyuan Mountain."

Xie Nanxing didn't expect Jiu Yaoyuan to be so rich and powerful

Yan Rong and Jian were almost done, and said: "The competition on Mount Everest should start, we're leaving first. You guys take care of the rest."

Ying Wuchen's match was over, Fengyue Wan didn't have a match today, and left with the three of them.

A disciple of Jiuyaoyuan looked at the backs of the five people, chased after them and asked, "Fellow Daoist, can you really cure Senior Shixing?"

Feng Yuewan turned her head back slightly: "I'm not sure if I can be cured. However, for a monk like Senior Shi Xing who has a righteous heart, I think the Dao of Heaven will never treat him like this."

The disciple ran forward a few steps, and shouted towards their almost invisible backs: "Friend Cheng Daoist!"

***
"'I don't think Heaven will treat a monk like Senior Shi Xing who has righteousness in mind like this', fellow Daoist Feng, what you said makes sense."

Fengyue Wan secretly gave Su Qingchuan a look, but didn't answer the words.

Ying Wuchen asked: "Senior Shi, aren't you curious about the result of that monk's treatment?"

Shi Xing did not speak.

It was Su Qingchuan who told him: "This kind of small disputes will appear every time in the big competition, and the organizer will at best mediate. It is obvious that the other party provoked the trouble. It is simpler. If you warn once, if you commit again, you will be forced to withdraw from the competition."

Ying Wuchen stopped talking.

"Why, are you still angry with that guy?" Seeing Ying Wuchen's thoughts, Su Qingchuan fanned the flames, "It's not easy. Didn't Fellow Daoist Feng say that if you meet him, you will beat him to death?"

"But I may not meet him..."

This is the key to making Ying Wuchen a little depressed.

Su Qingchuan snapped his fingers: "Isn't this simpler, isn't there tolerance?"

"Hey, don't spoil my well-behaved little brother!"

"Qing Chuan, this is the Immortal Gate Competition."

The voices of Feng Yuewan and Yan Rongyu sounded at the same time, one expressed dissatisfaction with the other side's misleading Ying Wuchen, and the other accused Su Qingchuan of trying to make him use power for personal gain.

Ying Wuchen opened his mouth, wanting to say that he thinks this proposal is very good.

However, Yan Rongyu seemed unwilling to cooperate.

"Hey, hey, isn't it right for you? That guy has such a vicious mind, saying that your savior will serve three with one, can you bear that?" Su Qingchuan continued to fight.

Yan Rong and his forehead twitched, suppressing the urge to hit someone: "Qing Chuan, I can accept you asking me to put a sack on my back, but..."

Shi Xing's voice sounded: "Yes."