Liu Xian'er smiled and said: "Senior Brother Zhang can join, so why don't I be allowed to join?"
"That's not what I meant." Li Hanxue said.
"Zhang Suran, I didn't expect that we would meet again." Zhang Tianpeng said with a smile on his face.
"Nice to meet you, Senior Brother Zhang."
Zhang Tianpeng secretly smiled in his heart: "Zhang Suoran, this trip to the Land of the Remnant God must be very exciting. You and I are in the same team, so that would be great. I really want to see the treasures condensed by the true meaning of three thousand Tianwu Dao
look."
Soon, the personnel of Burying Sword Pavilion, Supporting Tianmen, and Weapon Refining Sect were also quickly determined. The number of people was between fifteen and twenty. After all, they were an elite team. If there were too many people, it would not be a good thing.
At this time, Yuehuang Holy Land was caught in a dispute.
Li Hanxue looked sideways and saw two sisters, Qing Ling and Qing Luo, having a dispute.
"Sister, I also want to join the elite team, why are you stopping me?" Qing Luo had a trace of annoyance in her eyes.
Qing Ling said: "Most of the north of the land of the gods is the territory of the residual gods. Do you know how dangerous it is? You can see the residual gods almost everywhere. Have you ever thought about the consequences of participating so recklessly?"
"Sister, please stop bluffing me. There are many Ichimoku Canshin, but they usually don't appear randomly." Qingluo showed a hint of stubbornness and said: "If there are any consequences, I will bear them myself. Sister,
I’m not young anymore, and I don’t want anyone to keep restricting my actions. Besides, Senior Sister Wei is also going, so why not go with her to Canshen’s territory?”
Biyue Shengjun said: "Qingluo, your sister is also doing it for your own good. Be good and obedient and stay in Honglian City. You will also have the opportunity to fight against Canshen in the future, so don't be in a hurry."
Qing Luo shook her head firmly and said, "No, Master, I must participate in this mission."
Biyue Shengjun frowned slightly. She couldn't understand why this disciple was so stubborn with her at this time.
Biyue Shengjun didn't understand, but Qing Ling, as her sister, knew very well what Qing Luo was thinking in her heart right now.
Qing Ling glanced at Li Hanxue and thought to herself: "This girl Qing Luo, Zhang Suran didn't fight with her before, so she has always been grudge. The reason why she insisted on participating in the mission this time is that Zui Wen's intention is not to drink, I'm afraid it's
I'm going after Zhang Ranran. Sigh...this girl is too competitive, such a character will kill her sooner or later."
Qing Ling said with a straight face: "Qing Luo, you can't go no matter what this time!"
Qing Luo's face was full of unwillingness and grievance. She was a naturally beautiful little beauty, but now she had such a look of pity on her face, which made Jian Wufeng's heart soften.
Jian Wufeng hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Sister Qingling, Teacher Biyue, and Sister Qingluo want to go with them. I think it is feasible. Although the Land of the Remnant God is very dangerous, as long as I am here, they will never let it go.
Sister Qingluo has been wronged, let alone her life in danger, I, Jian Wufeng, can guarantee that with my own life."
Qing Luo glanced at Jian Wu Feng in surprise, and Jian Wu Feng responded with a gentle smile: "Sister Qing Luo, you have to remember how good it is to be a husband."
If other girls heard Jian Wufeng protecting themselves in front of many holy kings, they would have been captured by Jian Wufeng long ago, but Qingluo was not one of them.
"Hmph, Sword Scoundrel, who wants you to mind your own business?"
After hearing Jian Wufeng's words, Qing Ling and Biyue Shengjun were a little stunned, "This..."
They had no idea that Jian Wufeng would stand up and speak for Qing Luo, and even risk his life in public.
The representative of Burial Sword Pavilion was also very smart and hurriedly stepped forward to facilitate this matter: "Wufeng, this kid, despite his cynical nature, has always been true to his word. With him around, Qingluo will definitely be safe."
"This old boy is quite clever." Jian Wufeng showed a wicked smile, "That's right, Sister Qingluo's personal safety is guaranteed by me."
Biyue Shengjun knew that Jian Wufeng was the grandson of Jian Wuyi, and his status was completely different from other wild warriors. He even vouched for it, and Biyue Shengjun really couldn't refuse.
"That's all, Qingluo, you can participate in this mission. But remember not to push yourself, understand?" Biyue Shengjun said.
Qing Luo opened her bright eyes wide, and her face glowed with moving brilliance: "Yes, thank you Master for your help!"
Qing Ling said: "Master, I also want to participate. I don't worry about Qing Luo being alone."
Sage Biyue said: "Qing Ling, then you should go together, I feel more at ease having you as my teacher."
After the quota of wild warriors in Yuehuang Holy Land was determined, a total of eighty wild warriors were selected from the five giants. These eighty wild warriors can be said to represent the strongest combat power in the wild warriors of the entire Nebula Continent. They have reached the pinnacle and are unmatched by anyone.
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Subsequently, the eighty wild warriors were divided into four small teams, each with twenty people.
In each team, there are not just people from one sect, but experts from all five giants.
Li Hanxue also couldn't understand why Baitian Shengjun and the others arranged this.
"Each sect forms an independent team, and the cooperation will definitely be more tacit. If masters from other sects are mixed in, there will be a lot of trouble. Aren't they doing this deliberately to cause us trouble?" Li Hanxue thought to himself.
"Okay, the personnel have been selected, so you each choose your own team leader."
Eighty wild warriors began to quickly form a team, and Liu Xian'er quickly joined Li Hanxue's team.
Jian Wufeng kept waving to Qingluo: "Sister Qingluo, hurry up, come to your husband."
Qing Ling smiled bitterly in her heart: "Jian Wufeng, don't you still understand the intention of my girl? She will not join your team. Her target from beginning to end has only been Zhang Ranran."
As expected by Qing Ling, Qing Luo walked directly to Li Hanxue without even looking at Jian Wufeng, showing a small tiger tooth with a hint of provocation in her eyes: "Sir Tian Ming, please give me more advice in the future.
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Li Hanxue saw the trace of pride in Qing Luo's eyes and couldn't help but feel a little headache: "This girl is really persistent with me. I should have just left without saying a word."
When Jian Wufeng saw this, he threw himself directly into the arms of the representative of Burial Sword Pavilion and cried loudly: "Old boy Dangjian, what do you think I am doing this for? I am devoted to sister Qingluo, and not only does she not even look at me,
Just one glance, and he threw himself into the arms of Holy Son Tianming. Swinging the sword makes me very sad!"
The Dangjian Shengjun was extremely embarrassed: "Wufeng, please calm down. Which of your eyes saw Qingluo throwing herself into someone else's arms?"
Jian Wufeng slammed the chest of Dangjian Shengjun: "I don't care, I feel very wronged. Old boy Dangjian, my father is not very kind to you on weekdays. You can bring out another holy sword to comfort me."
A wounded heart.”
"Ahem...Wufeng, please spare me." The Dangjian Shengjun dodged and disappeared directly into the Red Lotus Hall.