Zili's Spirit Grass Space

Chapter 390 Entering the finals
"Why do I feel that the female disciple of Fenglai Palace looks familiar?" Thirty competitions are held every day, and there is no chance for Shangguan Zili to play today, but Meng Zhile and Qin Tianling will participate, so she did not leave in a hurry, but Find a quiet place to watch their game.Now is the tenth match. A female disciple from Fenglai Palace is facing a male cultivator from the Beast Control Sect. The male cultivator uses his own spiritual pet to fight. Originally, he only has the mid-level strength of the Nascent Soul Stage, but with the addition of the spiritual beast, he has Yuan The fighting power of the peak in infancy.

Several senior brothers and Shangguan Xiaoran were by her side. Yang Kun, Chen Shufeng, Leng Chengfei and Su Yu were a little far away from them, but they were still within their range of watching.

"Would you like to inquire?" Meng Zhile said, "You don't usually like to associate with people from other sects. If you know someone, you should have an impression?"

"That female cultivator has an ordinary appearance, and no one recognizes her if she is thrown on the street, how could my sister know her?" Shangguan Xiaoran didn't care.

Shangguan Zili tapped his forehead angrily: "How can you judge someone by appearance? I used to be ugly, so you despise me like this?"

"No!" Shangguan Xiaoran smiled flatteringly: "I'm helping my sister analyze it! You don't know many people, especially if you look like this."

"I still feel like I've seen her somewhere before. I don't have any impression of her appearance, but she feels very familiar." Shangguan Zili said, holding her chin.

"Is it possible that the disguise technique was used? Do we need to investigate?" Feng Suge said.

"No need! I just said it casually. Judging from the exercises she practiced, she shouldn't be a treacherous person. What's more, she doesn't interfere with us."

Shangguan Zili waved his hand and put the matter behind him.In the end, the female cultivator of Fenglai Palace defeated the male cultivator of the Beast Controlling Sect, and the next match was the match between Meng Zhile and the cultivator of Talongdian.

"I abstain." The male cultivator of the Dragon Walking Hall stepped onto the stage, saw that the opponent was Meng Zhile, his face darkened, and he said weakly.

Meng Zhile just wanted to show off his style.Recently, my junior sister always looked down on him, which made him very sad.As a result, the opponent flinched before the fight started.

"Hey, why don't you make some moves with me?" Meng Zhile's face was dark, and her soft Danfeng eyes stared fiercely at the person opposite.

Various inhalation sounds came from below.The red clothes are like blood, the long hair is flying, the brows are full of charm, and the eyes are open and vivid, it is simply a male and female killer.

Shangguan Zili smiled lowly.She shook her head, dumbfounded at Meng Zhile.Especially the grievance in Meng Zhile's eyes, she couldn't help being happy.

In the end, the male cultivator of Stepping Dragon Palace did not give Meng Zhile any chance to stay, and withdrew from the competition extremely quickly.Everyone laughed.

"Damn it!" Meng Zhile glared fiercely at the innocent Duanmu Qinghua when he heard Duanmu Qinghua's smiling voice announcing that he was the winner.

Leaping off the stage, she threw herself at the purple-clothed girl opposite, and coquettishly said angrily, "Junior Sister, you have to comfort me, I'm hurt."

Shangguan Zili's figure flashed, and Ouyang Shengge next to him stepped forward.Meng Zhile noticed that the warmth in his arms was tight, not soft as expected, and raised his head suspiciously.

Ouyang Shengge looked at him with a smile on his gentle and handsome face: "Is it comfortable to touch?"

"Ah! You, you, you... are you disgusting?" Meng Zhile took a few steps back, as if bumping into something that shouldn't be touched. "What about little junior sister..."

"If you continue to be so 'enthusiastic', Eldest Brother's Sword will entertain you even more 'enthusiastically'." Shangguan Xiaoran next to him said gleefully.

Meng Zhile sensed the cold murderous intent.He turned his head and saw Feng Suge looking at him with icy cold eyes, he couldn't help shivering.

"Okay! Continue to watch the battle!" Shangguan Zili said: "This is a good opportunity to observe the true strength of the various sects."

"After this competition, it is impossible for the Beast Controlling Sect to squeeze into the six sects. As for the rankings of the other sects, I'm afraid there will be great changes." Ouyang Shengge said, shaking his spiritual fan. "The Fenglai Palace and the Dragon-Treading Palace are really impressive. If it weren't for the fact that they don't have particularly outstanding core disciples, even the Zhiyu Sect is not as good as them."

"Second senior brother..." Shangguan Zili looked at Ouyang Shengge expectantly, "I've always had a question. Can you explain it to me?"

"What?" Ouyang Shengge was stunned for a moment, his soft eyes were full of puzzlement.

"It stands to reason that monks don't have human feelings. It has nothing to do with us that it's cold in winter and hot in summer. But you are always shaking your fan. Does that mean it's very hot?"

"..." Ouyang Shengge was speechless.

Meng Zhile laughed wildly.

Feng Suge rolled her eyes.He, who has always been called a wooden man, showed such a lack of 'grace' expression, one can imagine how much disdain he felt in his heart.

"Haha..." Qin Tianling's smile was not as exaggerated as Meng Zhile's, but the smile on his face was also bright.

Shangguan Xiaoran looked at Ouyang Shengge sympathetically. He who always respected the second senior brother couldn't help but speak up for him: "Sister, everyone has their own preferences."

"Yeah! I didn't say there was anything wrong with him, I just thought it was weird, so I just wanted to ask." Shangguan Zili shrugged.

Ouyang Shengge closed the fan.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his smile became softer: "Young junior sister wants to know the reason? Why don't you feel it for yourself?"

Shangguan Zili didn't take it seriously.It's not that she hasn't seen his spiritual fan before, it's just a flying magic weapon, even if it's more delicate, can it still eat her?
She took the spiritual fan and unfolded it curiously.As she thought, this is a very exquisite fan, only a young man like Ouyang Shengge is worthy of her.She shook it a few times, but instead of feeling the legendary breeze, she had another feeling.That's... the feeling of spiritual power coming...

She was slightly stunned, and looked at Ouyang Shengge suspiciously.

Ouyang Shengge's smile remained the same, but his eyes were full of deep meaning.

Shangguan Zili knew that what she felt was right, it was the feeling of a spiritual attack.As she shook it a little more, a wave of spiritual power hit her.

Ouyang Shengge always holds this spiritual fan and shakes it. It turns out that it's not because he is afraid of the heat, nor is he pretending to be cool, but because he is exercising himself anytime, anywhere.

"It's really a good fan." Shangguan Zili returned the spiritual fan to Ouyang Shengge, with admiration and exclamation in his tone.

Meng Zhile's laughter was finally suppressed. Seeing Shangguan Zili's solemn expression, he snatched Ouyang Shengge's spiritual fan in doubt: "Let me feel the difference."

Before he finished speaking, the fan in his hand suddenly fell, and his right hand supported his left wrist, his expression was full of pain: "Why is it so heavy? Did you do it on purpose?"

The spiritual fan didn't fall to the ground, but Ouyang Shengge grabbed it and it returned to his hand.

Shangguan Zili hurriedly treated Meng Zhile's injury, and said, "Is it heavy? I didn't notice it when I picked it up!"

"This spiritual fan has spiritual consciousness. It deliberately teased Le. I reminded it to be good before I handed it to you, so I didn't tease you." Ouyang Shengge said truthfully.

"It's abominable! Anyway, after so many years of brotherhood, you actually use a spiritual weapon to play tricks on me." Meng Zhile said angrily.

"I'm going to compete." Qin Tianling interrupted their conversation and said, "I'll be back soon, you guys are waiting for me here!"

After Qin Tianling left, Feng Suge said: "His physical condition is unstable, so he should not be allowed to compete. If the blood has stimulated the devil in his heart..."

"The consequences are disastrous." Meng Zhile added.

"Junior sister, what do you think?" Ouyang Shengge looked at Shangguan Zili. "We admire his character very much, but his existence is also a threat to our Liyun faction."

"I know!" She was not stupid, how could she not know that Qin Tianling's body was a great threat.If what happened last time happened again, and she and the other senior brothers were not in the sect, the other disciples of the Liyun sect would not be enough for him to fill his teeth.But what could she do?drive him away?Or kill him?No matter what the choice is, it's too heartless.

Although they didn't get along for a long time, Shangguan Zili still had a good impression of this senior brother.She can't do such a heartless thing.

"I will find a way." Shangguan Zili said seriously: "Since I have accepted him, he is a member of our sect, and I will not abandon my own people."

Qin Tianling's opponent was the people from the Purple Palace.The few people who were originally talking were attracted by Qin Tianling's opponent and interrupted their unpleasant conversation.

"Lin Hao of the Purple Palace, really has a narrow road to enemies." Shangguan Zili said: "Brother Ling's strength has not yet returned to its peak state, and the situation is not very good!"

"Even if he recovers to his best condition, it will be very difficult to deal with Lin Hao." Meng Zhile said: "Lin Hao's improvement speed is also very fast during this period of time!"

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Send someone to investigate." Feng Suge said.

"Senior brother Qin will definitely win." Shangguan Xiaoran had full confidence in Qin Tianling. "Let's make a bet! I bet Brother Qin will win within a hundred moves."

"One hundred moves is too exaggerated. Do you think the chief disciple of Zijie Palace is a vegetarian?" Shangguan Zili retorted: "Within three hundred moves."

"I heard that the old guy in the Purple Palace has recently taken in a new disciple, and Lin Hao still wants to be inferior to him, so he is no longer the chief disciple." Ouyang Shengge continued to play with the fan and said, "I bet two hundred tricks Inside."

"I bet he... loses." Feng Suge said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at Feng Suge suspiciously.Meng Mingming said bluntly: "Eldest senior brother, why do you want other people's aspirations to destroy your own family's prestige?"

"Look at his eyes..." Feng Suge said, "His mental state is not good. If he faces other ordinary disciples, he can still survive, but Lin Hao's strength is already beyond his tolerance."

"Isn't he behaving normally recently?" Shangguan Zili frowned. "Is something inside him still affecting him?"

"There are other soul bodies in the body, and last time he was almost taken away, do you think it will have no effect? ​​He probably doesn't want you to worry!" Feng Suge said.

(End of this chapter)