The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"Maybe Miss Mu Qingluan admires you very much because she sees that you are good-looking and have a high level of cultivation."

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and said.

"Yes, I think so too. I plan to go to Miss Mu Qingluan as soon as the conference is over, and tell her loudly that Menghu has accepted her love."

Meng Hu touched his chubby face and said confusedly.

Xiao Yan: "..."

"I said, man, if you are so narcissistic and think Miss Mu Qingluan will like you, I also think Venerable Feng will accept me as a disciple."

Xiao Yan put his hands on his chest and sneered with disdain.

"The Venerable Feng accepts you as a disciple? Just rely on you? I dare to go to Miss Mu Qingluan, but do you dare to go to the Venerable Feng?"

Meng Hu stared at Niubi and said.

"Why don't you dare? You wait for me, I'll go now."

Xiao Yan replied unconvinced.

"Hehe, no one can brag. If you dare to go to Venerable Wind, I will call you "Father", and vice versa."

Meng Hu rolled his eyes and said with a hey smile.

"Okay, that's it."

Sure enough, Xiao Yan couldn't stand Meng Hu's aggressive general method and agreed.

"Hehe, young man, you are still young, you are determined to call "Father" today."

Meng Hu secretly smiled.

"Everyone, this Sifang Pavilion meeting is hosted by our Fenglei Pavilion. Since the time is almost up, then in the name of my Venerable Lei, I announce that the Sifang Pavilion meeting here will officially open..."

Venerable Lei on the high platform got up and looked around the audience, then said like thunder.

"Wait a minute, I have something to say!"

A loud shout suddenly resounded in the arena.

ps: second update

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"Hey, Xuyi, what are you doing? Come back soon! I'm just kidding, people will die!"

Meng Hu flew out when he saw Xiao Yan with a dazed expression.

"Wait a minute, I have something to say."

Xiao Yan stepped on the void with his right foot lightly and flew to the square.

"Brother!"

Mu Qingluan's watery eyes instantly widened and she exclaimed in surprise.

Venerable Feng didn't turn around when he heard the words, but looked at Xiao Yan with a playful expression and laughed in a low voice: "Hehe, is that the little guy?"

The girl in the colorful skirt standing behind Venerable Lei also saw Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, but she didn't know why Feng Qing'er didn't point out Xiao Yan's identity.

"Huh? Who are you?"

The interrupted Venerable Lei frowned and said, a strong breath like thunder came over his face.

"I'm Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yan cupped his hands slightly.

"Huh? You are Xiao Yan who killed my North Pavilion master, how dare you come to my Fenglei Pavilion?"

Venerable Lei stared at Xiao Yandao with a pair of faintly thundering eyes.

"Exactly."

Xiao Yan smiled faintly.

"Okay, West and South Pavilion Masters, take this son for me."

Venerable Lei turned and sat down and slowly closed his eyes.

"Yes, my lord!"

Two majestic and burly figures stepped out from behind Venerable Lei, cupped their hands and shouted, the two raised their bodies and surrounded Xiao Yan faintly in the center.

"Why did this idiot throw himself into the trap! No, I want to save him!"

Mu Qingluan, who was extremely anxious in his heart, turned his gaze to Venerable Feng sitting in his seat.

"Teacher, can you save Xiao Yan?"

Mu Qingluan shook Venerable Feng's shoulder and said timidly.

"Oh? Qingluan, he killed the North Pavilion Master of Fenglei Pavilion, why should I save him? Isn't this the face of Fenglei Pavilion?"

Venerable Feng looked at Mu Qingluan "full of awe" and said.

"Because, because this disciple has practiced with this person before and has a good relationship, I can't bear to see him die like this. Teacher, can you just help this disciple once?"