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Chapter 1647 Brother Zhou has a big appetite

"From now on, you have to rely on yourselves. I will rush to the front and wait."

At the entrance of a mountain path behind the courtyard, Master Hexian patiently explained to the thirty candidates who had successfully entered the next level, "You can move freely from now on, either in groups or alone, and fighting is allowed.

, but it’s best not to cause trouble. The thirteen people who are the first to walk out of this section of the mountain road will be able to worship in the Immortal Palace and become fellow disciples of He. Just work hard!"

Before he finished speaking, he had "swiftly" disappeared on the spot, leaving only thirty candidates looking at each other on the spot, and his loud voice echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.

"Listen to what Master Hexian just said."

After pondering the rules for a moment, Dai Bo's previous dejected look was gone, and the light of hope shone in his eyes again. He said to Zhong Wen and Nalan Yunzhou with great interest, "We can do whatever we want in this next section of the journey.

Just do whatever you want? Even if you join forces to kill that Sun Zhengyang, it doesn't violate the rules?"

"Why, Brother Dai, your results in the previous round of assessment were outside the top ten."

Nalan Yunzhou's beautiful eyes flashed, and she looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile, "You've even hesitated to decide whether you can be selected as an outer disciple, yet you haven't given up your spot as an inner disciple yet?"

"As long as you and I join forces, we can kill all the others. What's the problem?"

Dai Bo's face showed a stern look, "We each have three places, one for each, wouldn't it be nice?"

"Brother Dai, I'm afraid you have forgotten."

Nalan Yunzhou glanced at Zhong Wen meaningfully and said, "Brother Zhou and his team have achieved at least the upper-middle level. How can we two be the inner disciples?"

"Na, sister Nalan's words are wrong."

Dai Bo's expression froze, his eyes glanced at Yu Wen, Guo Guo and Zhang Ga, and then he forced a smile and said, "These three servants must be here to protect Brother Zhou. As long as Brother Zhou can get

Quota, even if their mission is completed, how can they really enter the Immortal Palace?"

As soon as he said this, Yu Wen couldn't help but sneer, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"That's wrong."

Zhong Wen also shook his head repeatedly and said, "The other two may not care about the position of disciple, but our cook is determined to become a disciple of Chen Xianzi. It is absolutely impossible to give up the quota of this inner disciple.

of."

"Brother Zhou, you and I have known each other for many years."

Dai Bo's expression suddenly became awkward, "Are you really going to let me miss this most important opportunity in my life for the sake of a servant?"

"Sorry, he has his own will."

Zhong Wen replied categorically, "It's not something I can control."

"Brother Zhou, have you thought it through?"

As if he didn't expect him to answer so resolutely, Dai Bo's face suddenly darkened, "Losing the Dai family's friendship for a cook is not a wise choice."

"Is the Dai family's friendship valuable?"

Zhong Wen sneered and said, "What does your family have that I don't have?"

"you……"

Dai Bo was very angry when he heard this. He stared at him fiercely for a long time, then suddenly turned around and walked away, "Okay, very good. From now on, we will never be sworn in!"

"Good luck, I won't send you away."

Zhong Wen was not afraid at all, but instead waved goodbye to his back with a smile.

"Brother Zhou, it's time for me to leave wisely."

When Dai Bo walked away, Nalan Yunzhou suddenly sighed softly, his eyes were like water, his pretty face was slightly red, and his body lacked some of the noble aura of the eldest lady, but had a bit more of a delicate and pitiful smell.

"There are three inner disciples in total, one for me and one for the cook."

Zhong Wen smiled and counted his hands and said, "Isn't Miss Nalan going to compete for the third spot?"

"It's natural to think about it."

Nalan Yunzhou smiled bitterly and said, "But Brother Zhou doesn't even like the embroidered cloud robe. I really can't think of anything else on my body that can catch your eye."

"Really?"

Zhong Wen looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes shining with a strange light.

"Brother Zhou, please respect yourself."

Nalan Yunzhou also said that he was lustful towards her. He couldn't help but his face darkened, and he instinctively stretched out his hand to cover his chest. There was already a hint of embarrassment in his words, "My little sister already has a crush on me. You, if you...

With that kind of thought..."

"Stop being so sentimental, my woman is much prettier than you."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhong Wen laughed loudly and interrupted rudely, "How about how to make a brocade robe in exchange for a place as an inner disciple?"

"The Jinlan robe is the foundation of my Nalan clan."

After hearing his bid, Nalan Yunzhou breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and stared into his eyes, and said word by word, "Brother Zhou has such a big appetite."

"When doing business, it's all about what you want and what I want."

Zhong Wen smiled brighter and brighter, his expression seriously inconsistent with his lines, "If you agree, then follow me. If you don't agree, then get out."

"make a deal."

The two looked at each other for a long time. Nalan Yunzhou bit his lips lightly and squeezed out two words from between his teeth. His face was full of resentment.

"Very good, let's go!"

Zhong Wen nodded with satisfaction, waved to Yu Wen and others, then turned around and strode towards the next section of the mountain road.

"Brother Zhou..."

Seeing that he left so decisively, Nalan Yunzhou couldn't help but ask, "Do you believe in my little sister so much? Aren't you afraid that I will regret it after I get the place as an inner disciple?"

"You do not dare."

Zhong Wen's feet froze, and he uttered three words without looking back. Then he continued to stride forward, and soon turned into a small black dot.



"Damn it Sun Zhengyang! Damn it Zhou Yunlong! Damn it, damn it all!"

On the mountain road, Dai Bo walked quickly with a ferocious look on his face, and cursed through gritted teeth, "Look, without anyone else's help, I can still become an inner disciple, join Fairy Youyou's sect, and kill all of you."

Trample it under your feet!”

After running like this for about half an hour, Zhong Wen, Nalan Yunzhou and others still didn't catch up. Dai Bo was refreshed, and there was a faint hope of victory in his heart. He felt that his whole body was full of strength, and even his steps could not help but speed up.

A few points.

After all, the winning condition of this assessment is not to defeat all opponents, but to see who can get out of this mountain road first.

We are all about the same age. No matter how talented these people are, how much higher can they be in cultivation than me?

Now that I have the upper hand, as long as I don't stop, I can probably get rid of them and reach the finish line first!

Dai Bo actually constructed a model of the tortoise and the hare in his mind without any guidance. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, as if he had foreseen the beautiful scene of him passing the test and being treated with a smile by Fairy Youyou.

.

Just as he was moving forward at full speed with high spirits, a slender figure suddenly came into view.

It's him!

Seeing clearly that the person not far away was Sun Zhengyang, who won the first place in the previous assessment, Dai Bo couldn't help but trembled, and his speed instantly slowed down.

Thinking of Fairy Youyou's gentle attitude towards Sun Zhengyang, Dai Bo's heart felt as if it was being roasted on a blazing flame, and a nameless anger could not stop welling up in his heart.

Kill him!

Bury him here while no one is around!

No matter how talented he is, he is just a commoner after all!

His cultivation is definitely far inferior to mine!

A genius who cannot grow is meaningless!

Dai Bo's face was filled with murderous intent. He was completely unable to control his emotions in front of his "love rival". After a slight hesitation, he suddenly jumped up and flew towards the young man in front of him. He made a claw with his right hand and shot out his fingertips.

The alluring purple aura pierced the opponent's vest hard.

The palm of his hand was about to come into contact with Sun Zhengyang's vest, but the young man was still moving forward slowly, seemingly unaware of the sneak attack from behind.

Don’t blame me for being cruel!

I blame you for taking my advice!

When you reincarnate in your next life, remember to use your tricks brighter!

Some people’s interests cannot be touched!

Dai Bo's eyes flashed with ferocity and excitement, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had seen the wonderful scene of the young man dying tragically in his hands.

"puff!"

The next thing that sounded was the sound of flesh being torn open.

However, the imagined scene of Sun Zhengyang's tragic death did not appear.

Dai Bo felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that his heart had been ruthlessly pierced by an arm.

And the owner of the arm turned out to be that "commoner" young man Sun Zhengyang.

"you you……"

Dai Bo's face was full of disbelief, his lips were trembling and he looked up. What caught his eye was Sun Zhengyang's contemptuous and teasing eyes.

The young man looked at him like a giant dragon staring at a tiny ant.

"puff!"

There was another crisp sound, and Dai Bo's eyes instantly dimmed, and his body fell back limply as if he had no bones.

But Sun Zhengyang still stood erect, holding a bloody heart in his palm.

The surface of the heart was still steaming, beating one after another, as if it had consciousness, trying to break free from the young man's hand.

"He actually delivered it to his door."

Sun Zhengyang laughed strangely, and his voice became hoarse and old, just like an old man, "Then I will be disrespectful."

Then, he stuffed the heart into his mouth and started chewing it.


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