Ningxia fled from all kinds of unidentified eyes with the freshly baked "hot potato". The people in the Formation Hall left the dull lobby with the hot "new rich", leaving behind the disciples of the Wuhua Sect who were still out of shape and were talking in the spot.

On this day, the inner circle of Fengming City was filled with restlessness and violence, jealousy and unwillingness, doubts and suspicion... The entire inner circle was panic, people with incorrect minds were hiding evil intentions, people with ulterior motives gritted their teeth, and people with unknown conditions became increasingly confused. In the evening, the wind and clouds were surging, and the storm was about to come.

The most luxurious inn in Fengming City, the night pavilion

The atmosphere in the elegantly decorated hall is now tense and about to break out. Especially the two tables in the middle are so tense that they are drawn, and the strange atmosphere in the entire lobby comes from this.

"Junior Brother Yang, a good method! This time, the carp jumped into the dragon gate, shocked the world. The sect has gained a lot of face. But after so many years of operation, the junior brother alone has kept it hidden, which makes us mistakenly think that Junior Brother Yang, you are really degenerate. Fortunately, I was thinking about how to pull you, but I didn't want Junior Brother Yang to be more capable, I just kept it from us, which really made me feel disappointed."

Jiang Zheng casually picked up the green gourd silk and glanced at the table behind him. He saw a wisp of dark hair. A tall and thin young man sat there alone to his back to him. Somehow, there was only one person sitting at his table, which was quite bleak from other tables that sat full.

The atmosphere inside was weird and harmonious. The dozens of people sitting there were silent. Everyone looked at their noses and noses. No one dared to look at the bombardment scene there. They all bowed their heads and buried their heads and chewed them repeatedly in their mouths. They only dared to quietly prick up their ears and pay attention to the movements there.

The tall and thin man who had been silent all the time paused, put down the jade chopsticks in his hand and made a crisp sound on the bowl and plate. The already quiet room became silent, and even the slight breathing disappeared completely, as if only the two people in the middle were left here.

"I dare not take the help of fellow Taoists. If I am a little careless, I may die where I die. It is up to your great kindness. Without your care, I will not be today." Yang Xiuran's tone was slightly sarcastic, and there was an inexhaustible resentment in his words. He focused on the pronunciation of the word "care", which made some monks in the hall shrunk guiltily.

You know, many of them, as instructed by Master Jiang, focused on "care for" the newly released Jindan real person. Now, the other party is in power and cannot take revenge on Master Jiang for a short time. Maybe they will vent their anger on their minions. They don't want to be the chicken that was killed!

He didn't pay attention to these cowards who wanted to be unexistent. Jiang Zheng was not afraid of Yang Xiuran. He was never afraid! So what if he was talented? He was suppressed by him before. He could suppress him for so many years and could continue to suppress him. He was just a real person in Jindan!

"Junior Brother Yang's tone is so loud. You mean you don't take the care of the sect seriously. No matter what, you grew up eating the sect's food, and have been bathed in the glory of the sect to this day..." So you can never get rid of Tianxing Pavilion. As long as your uncle is still there, you can never get rid of me. "You can never betray the sect."

Yang Xiuran stood up with a swish, and the white jade chopsticks hit the edge of the bowl with a clang, broke into pieces and fell onto the table, and then left the hall without looking back.

Jiang Zheng was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "What are you doing? Are there any rules?"

The tall and thin man stopped his feet, which were about to step out of the threshold, tilted his head and said to the angry person: "What do you have to do with you?" This person has always been so boring. Instead of entangling, it is better to think about the next trial if he has time. He has not had much time and should improve his strength as soon as possible. Returning to the sect, there will be another fierce battle. I am afraid that the person in front of him and the noble True Lord will not let him go this time.

"I will not let you go. You traitor, traitor! You will never forgive me!" Jiang Zheng leaned forward, a hoarse roar in his throat, red eyes, and looked like a wild beast.

The young man who had been turning his back slowly turned around and looked at the slightly excited person. He looked at the person who had never known him before, as if he had never known him, and looked at this former friend. He was also the one who had been humiliating him over the years. He lowered his eyes and sneered: "Who... is the traitor?" It's you.

Jiang Zheng stared at the back that was so nostalgic, his lips slightly opened, and made a hoarse sound. It was you who betrayed me and trampled on me who trusted you so much. I want you to pay the price. Forever!

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On the other end of the inner circle, in a magnificent inn.

The disciples of Guiyi Sect are now gathered together. Although they are surrounded by the leader, they are sitting in two rows and sitting on both sides, they are also lazy in their respective positions, with their postures stretched, listening casually to the spies' rewards, and the room is filled with a strange sense of harmony.

"Senior Brother Haisheng, I heard that the city lord of Fengming City sent an invitation letter and invited some of the selected disciples to attend his Nashlaozi's cocktail party. We are not among the invitations. Those unknown disciples of the small sect, the so-called yellow-haired girl, and mediocre people, received the invitation letter. Do you think this is strange or not?" Qi Weirui leaned softly on the only beauty couch in the room, looked at Shi Haisheng at the front of his left hand, and raised his eyebrows.

"This matter is strange. I heard that a disciple from a small sect was also invited, saying that he came to see the world and had no ability. Maybe the city lord was randomly drawn, so don't care." Shi Haisheng didn't care about these details. Since he had successfully qualified for the purpose, there was no need to take care of other false names, and he just had to participate in the next round of trials of the Tower of Inheritance.

He was more concerned about the phoenix that reappeared in the light of day.

"That's not necessarily!" Qi Weirui closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, not wanting to look at these stupid men who seemed to never be able to catch the key points.

Wen Xiu Zhenren watched the disciples below make noise and remained silent.

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"San'er, are you okay? But you're still uncomfortable? I'll lose some spiritual energy for you for my father, okay?" Zhenjun Lingche was worried when he saw that his youngest son was not in his mind.

"...Oh, I'm fine, my father. I'm just a little tired." Xie Shi was a little stammering and didn't dare to look into his father's eyes. He was indeed worried about whether to tell his father.

"It's fine. Just take a break and prepare for the trial afterwards with peace of mind. This is a rare opportunity. Look, our marginal sects have become hot stoves now, and you're lucky to be successful."

Although Zhenjun Lingche complained about the people who came to inquire about the news, there was a faint light of hope on his face, just like a dying person who had hope for life. The Huyang Sect has been declining for too long, and a little bit of attention is enough to make them crazy.

Looking at the excited father, Xie Shi stopped thinking and swallowed the words back.

He clenched his fists and inadvertently touched the bright red totem on the back of his hand. Can't his father see it?
Chapter completed!