Jiang Deng looked for the voice and saw Ying Yubing walking slowly.
"Little, little master."
The two disciples from the Paradise Palace hurriedly saluted. With Ying Yubing's testimony, they did not dare to question Jiang Deng's identity and shouted in unison: "Jiang, hello, Peak Master Jiang."
Jiang Deng raised his eyebrows slightly and brought up the old score, "Didn't you just deny me? What else are you talking about, if I were the peak master of the Taichu Sword Sect, you would be the young palace master of the Paradise Palace?"
"Well……"
The two disciples looked at each other.
Hearing this, Ying Yubing showed a bit of displeasure on her face. She looked at the disciple who made the noise and asked, "Do we look alike?"
"Of course it's not the same!" the disciple said with a flattering look on his face: "How dare you, young master? How dare we look like you, young master?"
Ying Yubing tugged at the corners of her lips and said with a smile, "Then why did I just hear someone say that he is my brother?"
"Young Master, I'm the one who talks so much. You have a lot of money, so don't take it to heart!"
"And Peak Master Jiang, it was all our fault just now."
The two disciples apologized and slapped their mouths, and soon their faces turned red.
Jiang Deng couldn't bear to see it, and immediately advised: "How can it hurt if you hit people with just your hands like this? We are monks, we should bless spiritual power on our hands and use spiritual power to slap people in the face, so that the slap can be loud enough
ah!"
Two disciples: "...Yes."
Along with the crackling sounds of slaps, Jiang Deng and Ying Yubing started talking.
Jiang Deng raised his head towards the crowd in front and asked curiously: "What's going on? Why are all the disciples of your sect gathered outside?"
Ying Yubing explained: "This sect ranking battle, the leader attaches great importance to it, so he wants to come to watch the battle. He said it is coming today, so the disciples in the sect have to come out to greet it."
"Leader?"
The corner of Jiang Deng's mouth twitched, "Don't tell me you are the Territory Lord, Murong Feiran."
Ying Yubing nodded, "Yes, it is with the full support of the leader that the Paradise Palace has become the second largest sect in the Feiran Spiritual Realm. Naturally, everyone in the Paradise Palace attaches great importance to the leader's visit."
Hearing this, Jiang Deng's eyes flashed.
"The leader has arrived!"
Accompanied by a loud shout.
At the end of the line of sight, a group of people in white clothes, including men and women, handsome or beautiful, appeared, surrounded by a horse-drawn chariot.
This walking chariot is obviously a spiritual weapon. Not to mention its gorgeous shape, it can float in mid-air and move by itself without anyone lifting it.
As the veil swayed, the man in the carriage was revealed.
The man appeared to be in his early twenties, dressed in a luxurious purple robe, barefoot, half-lying in a leisurely manner, with several beautiful attendants waiting on him.
His appearance is handsome, slightly feminine, with an arrogant air between his brows, and the whole person looks bohemian and suave.
At this moment, I am hugging each other, so happy.
It was Murong Feiran, the fourth disciple who killed her!
Jiang Deng suddenly clenched his fists. This man had treasonously killed her. Not only did he not feel guilty, but he actually felt comfortable!
The hatred in his eyes seemed to turn into two sharp lights, shining directly at Murong Feiran in the sedan.
"Um?"
Feeling the strong hostility, Murong Feiran frowned on the chariot and subconsciously looked sideways in the direction of Jiang Deng.
What came into view were rows of Taichu Sword Sect disciples kneeling on one knee. They didn't even dare to raise their heads and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the leader!"
The voices were uniform and uniform, and it was obvious that they were respectful to him as the leader from the bottom of their hearts.
There was nothing wrong. Could it be that he just felt wrong?
"Leader, what's wrong?"
The maid waiting beside me asked in a sweet voice.
Murong Feiran drove away those doubts from his mind, curled his lips and said with a smile: "It's nothing, Qiao Yue remembered to come to accompany this leader tonight."
"I hate it~" Qiao Yue blushed in embarrassment.
The two of them entered the Paradise Palace while flirting.
"call……"
Watching the people from the Paradise Cult leave, Ying Yubing breathed a sigh of relief, and then pulled Jiang Deng to stand up, "How dare you look directly at the leader just now? If he finds out, you will be doomed."
Fortunately, she noticed something was wrong just now and quickly pulled Jiang Deng to squat down with the crowd, so that her secret was not exposed.
Jiang Deng's expression was dark and unclear, "Can he still kill me in public?"
Unexpectedly, Ying Yubing nodded, "Yes, the leader will definitely retaliate. Anyone who dares to offend him will have grass on their graves several feet tall."
"..."
Jiang Deng thought to himself, it seems that her fourth apprentice is really nothing, and she must seize the time to clean up the house!
Once she entered the Paradise Palace and figured out the way, she would dress up as Ye Guyen and have a close encounter with Murong Feiran to see if there was a chance to make a move...
"Sister!"
Jiang Zhiling's excited voice sounded, with a bit of panting in her voice. It looked like she had come all the way in a hurry.
"Zhiling? Why did you come here?"
Jiang Deng looked back and saw that Jiang Zhiling's clothes were slightly damaged, which looked like traces of a fight. However, not only was she not injured, her breath was solidified.
It is obviously a sign of entering the realm of pill formation!
Seeing this, Jiang Deng frowned slightly, "Is there someone else chasing you?"
Jiang Zhiling nodded and said honestly: "Ah, I couldn't beat him at first, but then I entered the pill-forming realm during the battle, and then he was killed by me."
"Wow, Zhiling, you are so awesome, I really admire you." Jiang Deng couldn't help but touched Jiang Zhiling's head and praised her sincerely.
"hey-hey……"
Jiang Zhiling smiled sheepishly, "Who let him discover us? I will definitely not let him hinder your plan, sister!"
Seeing that the relationship between the two sisters Jiang Deng was so good, Ying Yubing's eyes flashed with a look of envy, and then she suppressed the jealousy and said: "I will send you to the residence of the Taichu Sword Sect disciples."
"Please Yubing, please lead the way."
Ying Yubing smiled and said, "Nothing, come with me."
With Ying Yubing's guidance, Jiang Deng and Jiang Zhiling arrived at their destination smoothly. During this period, Jiang Deng did not forget to ask Ying Yubing about Murong Feiran's residence.
In this sect ranking competition, except for the disciples from the Paradise Palace, the participating disciples from other sects all live in the Wangxian Tower on the west side.
This building is about a hundred feet high and has several floors. People from each sect live on a separate floor. In order to express the importance of the Taichu Sword Sect, the Paradise Palace placed their residence on the highest floor.
Jiang Deng, who had climbed the stairs for a long time: "..."
There is no need for such attention, or in other words, this is not the attention of Paradise Palace, but revenge, right?
As soon as the three of them climbed up the stairs, they saw the door in front of them suddenly opened.
As Feng Jiuyou walked out, he shouted angrily: "I won't team up with Lin Jun! If you want to team up with him, just do it!"