Dong Ning has been following Mo Qingfeng for a long time, and her temperament is the same serious and cold. Because she is still young and cannot hide her emotions, her contempt and dissatisfaction with Mie Canglan come to her face, and she said coldly, "You got up too early.
According to the rules of the sect, disciples who pass on to the martial arts competition must arrive first and instruct other disciples to prepare for participating in the martial arts debate. Since you are up, don't wait any longer and take care of your affairs quickly."
"Yes, Dong..." Before Mie Canglan finished speaking, Dong Ning turned around and left as if she couldn't bear to hear any more, leaving Mie Canglan half-sentenced, embarrassed and independent. Knowing Dong Ning's temperament, Mie Canglan was stunned.
I got used to it, so I shook my head and went to wash up and take care of myself.
Songtao Residence is at a high place, and you can overlook the entire Qinglian Sect through a sea-like green pine forest. The scenery is extraordinary, and it is also a symbol of the superiority of the disciples in the sect. Living here, Mie Canglan often feels
Out of place. The other six senior brothers and sisters thought the same way. They never looked directly at Mie Canglan, and even openly discussed it several times to find a mentor collectively to prevent unqualified people from mixing here.
Mie Canglan is fully groomed, wearing a green and white shirt, with a Bagua pattern wrapped in the center of the belt, and a hidden pattern on the collar of a soaring dragon and a flying phoenix. This is the exclusive clothing of the disciples of Zaizhuan, and it is also a symbol of excellence. When Mie Canglan comes,
When they arrived at the scheduled gathering place - the entrance to the pine forest, four of the six reincarnated disciples had arrived, and the number one among them, Dong Ning, was chatting and laughing with others.
It seemed that he was about to get excited, but he saw Nan Feng coughing softly beside Dong Ning. Dong Ning knew the reason without asking. She immediately changed her face from chatting and laughing to being as cold as ice, turned around and said to Mie Canglan without looking at her, "What are you still doing?"
Can it be slower?"
Obviously making things difficult. Mie Canglan is not slow at all. He cleans up neatly and diligently, and there are still people who have not arrived yet. But he knows that Dong Ningxi compares himself to Mo Qingfeng and takes the airs of the leader, which is not easy to refute.
With a face on his face, he bowed and said, "I will pay attention to it."
Anyway, Dong Ningyi couldn't get used to what Mie Canglan said. He snorted, turned his eyes, smiled and said in the distance, "Hurry up, is it possible that you haven't woken up yet?"
The same meaning, but a completely different tone. The two people who arrived late were Xixue and Zhongwu. Among them, Xixue was the only woman among the disciples of Zaizhuan. They worshiped under the seat of their mentor Hua Chengxi. They even went up to Dong Ning.
The Nanfeng, Beiyun, and Xinghe around me are what every disciple in the sect wants to do and pass on to the disciples.
The two of them didn't even look at Mie Canglan, who nodded in obedience, and gathered together to talk and laugh with the four people. They heard Xixue say, "The masters said that the sect master has something to discuss today and will come later, so we need to go first."
organize."
"Okay, it's not that difficult." Dong Ning nodded, then waved his sleeves and faced the pine forest that connected Songtaoju and Zongzhong. Everyone followed, and Mie Canglan was alone at the end.
"Should we talk about it again?" Nanfeng, who was walking side by side with Dong Ning in front, whispered, "Last time we talked about expelling Mie Canglan, I think a few instructors have already changed their minds."
"Let's talk about it." Dong Ning thought of Master Mo Qingfeng's difficult-to-discern expression, and couldn't make up his mind for a moment. He was afraid that mentioning this matter again might offend the teachers and make it inconvenient to act rashly. He secretly gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, that will destroy the teacher."
It is known to everyone that Canglan is completely unqualified to be on par with us, and the mentors will eventually persuade the sect leader to expel him."
Nanfeng pursed his lips and nodded, then glanced sideways at Mie Canglan. The young man had an ordinary appearance, without a trace of the aloofness of a monk, and seemed to have lost his trace amid the heavy pine waves.
The six people in the front had the same idea, and the one in the back was excluded. They walked out of the pine forest and arrived at the boundary of Zongzhong. It was already bright, the birds were chirping, the summer sky was clear and distant, and there was a scorching sun.
The breath slowly spreads out.
Everyone came to the Qinglian Sect's school grounds, but they saw that the place seemed to be in the shape of the Eight Diagrams where yin and yang intersect. The school grounds were filled with brilliance, but the woods on the other side were gloomy and dark, one black and one white, which was very dazzling.
I saw that the disciples did not need to be led by the teacher, but they were almost here, and they followed the rules and were in an orderly manner. When they saw the disciples who could almost be half their masters, all the disciples said in unison, "See you, brothers and sisters."
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Led by Dong Ning, the other disciples all nodded and smiled, but they turned their gazes sideways and glanced disgustedly at Mie Canglan, who was still following behind. As soon as he appeared, the atmosphere suddenly became strange, and the other disciples knew that
Why, I saw that all the disciples around me were unhappy, and there seemed to be a ball of fire rushing out from their hearts. It was like the silent gongs and drums before a farce started, and some narrow expectations fell in their hearts.
"Teachers have something important to do. You are a little late and asked us to organize it first. We can start now." Dong Ning climbed up to the high platform of the campus and spoke with a majestic demeanor like Mo Qingfeng. "It's still the same rules as before. One
Come together, the person who speaks first designates the person he wants to discuss with, and the other party can give up the fight. But..." Dong Ning himself hates the behavior of fighting the most, and he is as cool and upright as his master Mo Qingfeng, and does not shy away from trouble. "If you give up fighting,
But if you lose all your face, it’s better not to join the Qinglian Sect! Okay, that’s it for now, let’s start the martial arts discussion.”
As soon as Dong Ning finished speaking, the high-level disciples at the front were overtaken by a voice from the sixth-level disciples behind them before they could move, "Sixth-level disciple Shen Mingxin, please give it a try first!"
Hearing these words, Mie Canglan, who was standing in the last corner of the high platform of the school ground, raised his head slightly. From a distance, he could feel Shen Ming's heart looking at him fiercely, as if he wanted to bite him into pieces. He smiled bitterly in his heart, Mie Canglan knew this.
Shen Mingxin couldn't wait any longer, no wonder the words came out so quickly.
"Okay, Shen Mingxin, I heard that you are very talented, and I am going to meet you today." Dong Ning seemed to know what Shen Mingxin was thinking, with a smile on her face that looked like she was waiting for a good show, "Then who do you designate to compete with you?"
"Senior Brother Mie Canglan has joined the list of reincarnation disciples. The whole clan is shocked. I have wanted to ask him for advice for a long time." Shen Mingxin took a few steps forward, raised his chin, and his bright eyes flashed like a hungry beast pouncing on prey.
Hate.
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