"What's wrong with you, younger martial brother?" Bai Zhu found something wrong with him and worried about his discomfort.

"It's OK. Thank you for your concern."

Chen Yan reluctantly smiles.

He wants to see Yun Jiuqing.

He wanted to see the young man and see if he looked like someone else's mouth, even if Even if it is that appearance, others fear him, others fear him, he will not.

"Why didn't the great apprentice of xuanshang venerable inherit the position of leader?"

Chen Yan feels that something is wrong. According to reason, the person who inherits the position of leader should be tao yao. Does tao yao not want to be a leader himself? He remembered that the original plot was like this.

"The great apprentice of xuanshang Zun? He got mixed up with his uncle, elder Xuanyun. Tell me how old Xuanyun was older than him. Naturally, elder Xuanyun was scolded to death by the people of the cultivation world. So the eldest disciple didn't want to be the leader. "

Xuanyun and Taoyao?

So much happened during his absence?

Chen Yan still wanted to ask, but he was interrupted.

"What are you doing here! Stay on the edge

When I saw two servants dressed up from afar, their tone was quite bad. Some disciples were unconvinced and wanted to fight back, but they were pushed aside and pulled.

"They are Heng Wu Zong's people. You can see that they all carry tokens." White followed in a low voice.

Not long after, a few carriages came, but the best cedar horse was used to pull the cart. It can be seen that he is rich and powerful.

Before long, several young men and women dressed up in uniform white and blue disciple clothes got out of the car.

About ten men and women got out of the carriage and went straight to the inn. The expression on each face was very indifferent.

Chen Yan was surprised to see that most of these disciples were recognized by him. They were the best in the clan. Usually they were chattering one by one, not to mention how lively they were. Now how did they become this indifferent appearance?

Is high cold wind popular in Zong Nei this year?

After a while, a carriage came out of a man, with a little girl about ten years old.

The man was dressed in a black robe, his eyes were cold, his hair was hairpin, his skin was white, his face was beautiful, his bearing was incomparable, he could not see a trace of human feelings when he sipped his thin lips.

As soon as he got out of the car, his whole body of cultivation did not converge, and his legs trembled as a low-level disciple of the Baiyan clan. What's more, he knelt down on his knees.

Chen Yan watched him walk slowly towards the inn, collecting the splendor of heaven and earth, and he seemed to give the world only indifference.

His nine Qing really changed.

He could hardly imagine that this man would once be in his arms with a coquettish to eat sugar, nor could he imagine his soft voice when calling him master.

Because now the cloud nine Qing becomes too thorough, in his body can not see a trace once.

It's not magic, but it's terrifying.

Yan Xueer stops when she passes by Chen Yan and grabs the corner of Yun Jiuqing's clothes.

She had no change from before. She said in a sweet and soft voice, "master, look at this brother. His eyes look like Shigong."

The people in the Baiyan clan, including the elder martial brother Bai Zhu and the headmaster, suddenly felt the power of coercion, forcing them to kneel and beg for mercy.

Many disciples knelt down uncontrollably.

This is Yun Jiuqing, who killed the devil!

Who will be indifferent in front of him.

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