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Ye Xiyue and Xue Wushang were sitting properly, preparing to welcome the next game, and heard a sensational sound not far away.?

Senior Sister Yaer? Ye Xiyue immediately thought of someone - Fu Ya! The personal disciple of Xueyun Sect.

It is said that Fu Ya is very talented. She is twenty-one years old this year and has reached the pinnacle of strength. She is the best among the younger generation.

Not only that, she was also the first personal disciple of the Xueyun Sect to be selected by an elder-level person. She had not experienced the selection of the Xueyun Sect and became a personal disciple.

It is said that she was only three years old that year, and she was also the youngest and most outstanding personal disciple of the Xueyun Sect.

Fu Ya has countless halos on her body, breaking several records of the Xueyun Sect.

"Xiyue, Fu Ya successfully won the championship, she will enter the Priest's Hall." Xue Wushang said lightly.

Ye Xiyue nodded, "Yes."

"This time there are nine places in the Xueyun Sect, but there is only one person entering the Priest Hall." In other words, one person will be selected from these nine people to enter the Priest Hall.

Even if Ye Xiyue wins among the outer disciples, she will compete with Fu Ya."

Xue Wushen smiled and said, "Fu Ya is quite good."

Ye Xiyue responded, "This person is difficult to deal with."

For women, especially women like Fu Ya, Ye Xiyue dislikes the most. She is obviously a lady from the big family of Shizong, but she wants to act like a proud peacock. If she is not satisfied, it is like everyone in the world owe her.

"Yuyouyou." Lin Xin's voice sounded arrogantly.

Without surprise, Lin Xin followed Fu Ya like a tail. Fu Ya is a personal disciple and Lin Xin is an inner disciple. In terms of seniority, Fu Ya is one generation higher than Lin Xin and two generations higher than Ye Xiyue.

"Sister Ya'er, some people have signed up for such a lack of self-knowledge." Lin Xinyi pointed out.

Fu Ya has already sent someone to find out the origin of Ye Xiyue. Dongfang Yue once appeared in Fengyun City, which has the most direct relationship with the death of her cousin Fu Ling.

Originally, the Fu family sent someone to take her life, but Dongfang Yue escaped from death. Later, he was selected by Xueyun Sect and became an outer disciple.

Fu Ya looked at Ye Xiyue's white face and felt a chill in her heart. Can this woman be more ugly? Compared to her beautiful flowers, Dongfang Yue is really ugly.

"I heard you signed up?" Fu Ya looked at Ye Xiyue and said.

"Can't you look with your eyes?" Without waiting for Ye Xiyue to speak, Nan Wushuang retorted directly.

"What kind of person is there? There are these uninteresting people around you?" Fu Ya sneered.

"You are jealous and say nothing, what are you talking about?" Nan Wushuang snorted coldly.

"I am jealous of her? Which eye did you see that I am jealous of her?"

Nan Wushuang smiled, "I saw both eyes. It's not your fault that you look so ugly. It's just your fault that you scare people, it's not your fault."

"Who do you think is ugly?" Fu Ya's eyebrows sank.

"Whoever speaks will say whoever speaks."

"Damn it!" Fu Ya was about to take action, but remembered the scene where Wen Ziran was caught before. She stopped and stopped looking at Nan Wushuang. She stared straight at Ye Xiyue, who was as stable as Mount Tai. "It's ridiculous that an outer disciple still wants to enter the Priest's Hall."

Ye Xiyue raised her eyes and met Fu Ya's face with her nostrils facing the sky, "Aren't the outer disciples also from Xueyun Sect?"

"The disciples of Xueyun Sect are divided into three or six levels. You are the lowest level. Don't you know?"
Chapter completed!