Not only He Yixiang, but also the girls of Xiao Fulu were a little nervous. To put it nicely, this experience of demon removal was made by everyone. In fact, most of the monsters were killed by Guo Lin alone. So everyone felt that it was a bit embarrassing to him.
Guo Lin turned around and saw He Yixiang's worried look, and immediately felt funny. He reached out and pinched He Yixiang's perky nose, and smiled and said, "Xiang'er, don't worry, I won't let everyone down. I am determined to win the Purple Demon Sword of Heart-killing."
This action made He Yixiang feel very warm. Her eyes closed slightly until Guo Lin raised her hand and opened it. He gradually got used to and liked Guo Lin's intimate action. Although his face was blushed again, it was much better than before.
Lin Xian'er looked at all this and felt more and more that these two people were not like brothers and sisters, but like brothers and sisters. Women are very sensitive, especially women who are in love. She clearly saw the shyness in He Yixiang's eyes.
Lin Xian'er pouted and said in her heart that Guo Lin would not even let his sister go. She simply turned her head and was cleansed without seeing her eyes.
"Oh, Xian'er, are you jealous of Guo Lin again?" The little bird-like water lotus leaned over, pulled Lin Xian'er's arm and made fun of it.
"No, Shui'er, don't talk nonsense. Be careful I tear your mouth."
Her guilty look was written on her face without any concealment. Seeing her interesting look, the girls around her laughed. Bai Bing stared at Lin Xian'er's breasts and chests very interestingly. She felt that the days when she could touch Lin Xian'er's milk for granted were not far away.
While everyone was joking, the elders on the stage reported the number one by one, while casually saying, "The students who have received the contribution point can go back."
“Hey…”
Some outside students left in depression. Especially those who only achieved more than 1,000 contribution points, some students who did not even achieve a thousand contribution points were even more ashamed.
But this is actually very normal. Most of the outer students are the strength of the King of Refining. A strong man at the King of Refining can hunt down 100 demons with the strength of the King of Refining in a day, which is actually very good. It looks like a thousand heads in ten days. A monster of the King of Refining, whether it is the initial level of the King of Refining or the high level of the King of Refining, its head can only be exchanged for one contribution point. This is actually a bit unfair, and it can also take advantage of a small loophole.
Therefore, some smart people specialize in selecting the initial level of the king to kill monsters. Most of them go around the road to high-level king monsters. It’s not that they can’t be killed, but that the cost-effectiveness is too low.
The outer students of Penglai Pavilion are much stronger than ordinary king-level strong men, so most people make contributions above one thousand. Those outer students who are approaching or even exceeding two thousand are actually very good.
"Lian Shuya, 1,547 contribution points. Next..."
"Jike, one thousand six hundred and twenty-one contribution points. Next..."
"Yu Junlan, 3,15 contribution points." When he said this, the elder Gu Jing Wubo finally had a look on his face. He raised his head slightly, glanced at the student named Yu Junlan, and then brushed the contribution points into his jade tablet, and praised: "If this is the result you have obtained alone, it is very good."
"Thank you, Elder." Yu Junlan was praised, a little flattered, but she said calmly, "Yes, Elder. This is what I got by myself."
There were already hundreds of people coming up before, but this was the first time that the elders praised people. The outer students in the audience raised their heads incredibly.
"It's Yu Junlan from Chang'an Pavilion. The people from the main sect are indeed amazing."
The people in the audience whispered.
The little prince smiled behind Guo Lin and said, "The elders praised it like this for the three thousand contribution points. Then when the elder brother comes on stage, he will not scare them to death. I think it's better not to hit people. Everyone, let's go one by one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the elder on the stage said in a slightly surprised voice: "Jong Shiheng, 5,322 contribution points."
"Brush..." A voice immediately grabbed the eyes of thousands of Taoists.
On the stage, Gong Shiheng, wearing a brocade robe, smiled proudly, enjoying the shocked gaze from the stage. He shook his sleeves with both hands, took the identity card handed over by the elder, turned around casually, and his eyes paused slightly on the women beside Guo Lin, and then raised his eyebrows at Guo Lin a little provocatively.
"This Gong Shiheng is from our Bingling Pavilion, and his qualifications are pretty good." Shui Lian covered her little face and felt embarrassed. She was embarrassed for the people who were also Bingling Pavilion. I am afraid that the guy would vomit blood directly after knowing that the object he was provoking had more than ten times his contribution points.
After Gong Shiheng's 5,322 contribution points, he suddenly became silent. Most of the numbers reported by the elders on the stage were below 2,000. Some of them had more than 3,000 contribution points, and their light was dimmed because there were already 5,000 contribution points.
Some impatient outside students left one after receiving their contribution points. The number of people who came back from this training exceeded 3,000. When these 3,000 people received good contribution points one by one, the sun was about to set.
Standing by the side of the platform and waiting for the elders to report it, Gong Shiheng, who received the Purple Demon Sword of Heart-killing, had an extra folding fan inciting it, with a high spirit, as if he was already sure to win.
"Xiang'er, look, that guy is so stupid."
Bai Bing pointed at Gong Shiheng and laughed.
"Yes, it's like a lunatic." He Yixiang held Bai Bing's hand and smiled in agreement.
Bai Bing pointed at Gong Shiheng and was just watching him. The guy suddenly looked at him with his eyes lit up, and he squeezed out the crowd with a smile, walked over, and took the initiative to show his attentiveness to Bai Bing, saying, "Hehe, this beautiful lady. I don't know what to call you."
Bai Bing covered her mouth and smiled, but she had not answered yet. Shui Lian came out of the crowd and said in a harsh manner: "Bong Shiheng, you idiot, stupid. You disappeared from the front of me immediately, and you were so devastated."
When Gong Shiheng saw Shui Lian, he was stunned. When he looked at Lin Xian'er beside her, he suddenly realized. "Young Master, it turns out that you are here too. I have won five thousand contribution points, you can see it."
Shui Lian smiled and said, "Okay, don't embarrass you anymore. I don't know if you can do it yet? Your five thousand contribution points are probably to get together with a few people. Let's go, stay for a while, I'm afraid you will get into the cracks in the ground."
Gong Shiheng's expression froze, obviously it was said to be so clear by Shui Lian. In front of so many beauties, he felt his face was dull. But he could not refute Shu Lian's words, how could he say that he was from Bingling Pavilion, and Shui Lian was the princess of Bingling Pavilion. He smiled awkwardly, "Young Master is wise." He said just one sentence and stopped talking.
"Shui'er, how can you attack people like this? It's so cruel." Xu Yuanyuan smiled while pinching Shui's slim waist.
"Don't pinch me, itchy. Kiss..." Shui Lian grabbed Xu Yuanyuan's little claw and said, "It's better to poke and remove him. Otherwise, others would think that the people in our Bingling Pavilion would be as stupid as him."
While speaking, the elders on the stage reported another number that made the whole audience quiet. "Tang Chenxiang, 17,000 contribution points."
"Ten thousand...seven thousand?"
"I heard it right."
"How is it possible? How can it be exceeded 10,000? It must be a mistake."
"How could the elder make a mistake? It's only 17,000."
"What is his name? His surname is Tang? from Qingquan Mansion?"
"It should be. The head of Qingquan Mansion is Tang Hanfeng, should he be?"
It was obvious that this number was too terrifying. For a moment, the audience was in agitation, and some people who didn't believe it were more inquiring about the identity of this person.
"It turned out to be the third young master of Qingquan Mansion. It turns out that he is young and promising." The elder looked at Tang Chenxiang with a meaningful meaning.
"The elder has been too lucky, just a lucky one." Tang Chenxiang said modestly, smiled slightly, took his identity card calmly, walked down and carried it.
Guo Lin saw that after Tang Chenxiang stepped down, many people immediately surrounded him, and his eyes were filled with joy. Shui Lian's disdainful voice came from his ears, "What's the good thing about it? It's obvious that this guy cheated."
Lin Xian'er hugged Shui Lian's waist and immediately interrupted her with a smile and said, "When did Shui'er in my family feel so easily angry? Aren't we going to do this too?"
Xu Yuanyuan also said, "Yes, Shui Lian, you only allow the government to set fires and not the people to light the lamp."
Shui Lian immediately retorted: "Ph, pah, pah, every song, every harmony, it is not appropriate for the officials and the people. We are all good people, okay?"
Gong Shiheng beside him had a little unnatural expression. He thought that he was the only one who was so smart, so he collected the demon heads of several people and handed over them. Unexpectedly, these people had thought of it long ago. Thinking about what Shui Lian said before, his face was lost and he could not stay there. "Young master. I still have something to do. Can you..."
Shui Lian chuckled and said, "Go, little prince."
As soon as these words were spoken, Guo Lin and his friends looked sideways, and their eyes fell on Gong Shiheng at the same time.
Xu Yuanyuan immediately shouted, "Shui'er, why do you call him the little prince? I heard that little monks are all the names of eunuchs in the royal family of those countries in the human world, which is so ugly."
"I don't know, everyone in the pavilion calls that. I heard that, he..." As he said this, Shui Lian immediately approached Xu Yuanyuan's ear and said a few words quickly. The latter also burst into laughter, "So that's it. It's so interesting." As he said that, Xu Yuanyuan's face turned red, but her eyes were still secretly floating like a part of Gong Shiheng.
Guo Lin's mouth twitched, and his facial features were so sensitive in the middle level of soul refining. He thought to himself, the two very corrupt women, Xian'er and them had been staying with them for a long time, wouldn't be affected? His vision changed slightly, and when Lin Xian'er looked at him with a blush, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Gong Shiheng's face became redder and almost turned into a purple-colored look. He wanted to say goodbye to everyone politely, wanting to leave a good impression on the beauties, but in the end he could not resist the surprise look of everyone. He was so ashamed that he immediately teleported away with the space stone.
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