After they left, Shui Ning and Qingqing walked out from behind a big tree.
The two of them are still here, and the breath in front is just an illusion created by water condensation.
"let's go."
The two of them followed the place where Leng Bo and the others came and left quickly.
...
Where the Xuandao Sect is located, the chief disciple of Xuandao Sect and his six or seven disciples left hurriedly.
But in one day's time, I had already arrived at Xuanzhu Palace.
Looking at the magnificent Xuanzhu Palace in front of him, a flash of jealousy flashed through Zhao Muyang's eyes.
When Xuandao Sect first introduced the position of Xuanzhu, it was said that it would be changed every ten years. This was done to prevent the Xuanyi Sect from saying that Xuandao Sect was the only one.
And Zhao Muyang can be said to be the best candidate for the next Xuanzhu.
But for some reason, when Director Xuan’s term expired, he entered Xuandao Sect and didn’t know what he said to the sect leader, so the ten-year term was invalid.
Since it is invalid, Zhao Muyang will no longer be qualified to move into Xuanzhu Palace.
He is still the noble Xuanzhu, and Zhao Muyang can only be his chief disciple.
He is said to be the chief disciple, but in fact he has no real power, but he just has a name.
Whenever Zhao Muyang thought of this, he wanted to kill Master Xuan and replace him.
As he saw the decoration of Xuanzhu Palace, the seeds of jealousy sprouted and grew into towering trees in his heart.
All this should have been his.
It should be his enjoyment of being admired by thousands of people.
The more I thought about this, Zhao Muyang's heart seemed to be soaked in vinegar.
Zhao Muyang couldn't help but fantasize about the scene where he entered the place, but was broken by a sound.
He looked at Duan Xinpo in front of him with some displeasure, and Zhao Muyang snorted coldly.
"Where is Master Xuan? Why haven't you come out yet? He's such a big air!" Zhao Muyang raised his head and looked arrogant, and he was not polite about what he said.
He does have this qualification.
After all, Master Xuan is just a chess piece launched by their Xuandao Sect. As the chief disciple, he despises a dog around him.
Hearing Zhao Muyang say this, Duan Xinshu's hands hanging beside him couldn't help but tighten, but his face did not show any signs: "Master Xuan is practicing, I will come in a while, you guys wait for a moment."
If it weren't for the Xuan Lord's plan, Duan Xinpo wouldn't have tolerated Zhao Muyang not to say anything about it, nor would he be disrespectful to Xuan Lord.
It's just a great success. Without the identity of the chief disciple of Xuandao Sect, he really doesn't take it seriously.
"Hmph, it's so great." Zhao Muyang snorted coldly and placed the sword on the table: "Let him come out immediately, the order of the sect leader cannot be delayed."
Duan Xinpo said that Master Xuan was practicing, and Zhao Muyang actually asked him to hand over the person, which was clearly just looking for trouble.
At this time, interrupting Xuan Lord will be at a very least as follows: or as a devil, or injuring the meridians at worst, or becoming a useless person.
"Master Xuan is practicing." Duan Xinpo sat opposite Zhao Muyang, and no matter what he said, there was only one sentence.
"Does he want to disobey the orders of the sect leader?" Zhao Muyang slapped the table, and several Xuandao Sect disciples who followed him stood up one after another and looked at Duan Xinsou in anger.