Xuanhuan Reading System

Chapter 52 Undercurrent

Watching thousands of people bow down to the ground, shouting the scene of welcome, Yun Fan’s heart touched, he stood next to Saintess, everyonee bowed toward Saintess, and moved towards him.

“My Yun Fan will one day become the ultimate powerhouse of this heaven and earth, let someone bow to me!”

When Yun Fan was thoughtful, the crowd was hidden with a lot of envy and even a look of resentment and resentment.

“This Yun Fan, have what skills and abilities, is to let Saintess be a pro-pass.”

“If I can stay with Saintess every day, let me lose my life for ten years, I am willing!”

“Aaah! Laozi is going crazy, what good thing is his Yun Fan!”

In everyone’s argument, there are two squinting eyes, from the crowd to Yun Fan.

“Yun Fan, let you be proud of it for a while, the higher you fly, the worse you will fall!”

Looking at the hands of Saintess, Yun Fan and Nie An are facing each other. Ten fingers are inserted into the ground and the hard slate is inserted into the ten holes.

At the same time, in the medicine refinement peak inner disciple, holding a white clothed disciple.

He looks young, but has a long, pale hair, complexion is also pale as paper, skin is thin, at this time the same gaze as if a torch looked towards half-empty Yun Fan.

The eye’s bitterness is not Nie An. It is Nangong Linfeng.

“Yun Fan, you are so miserable to me, those glory that belonged to me, but they were taken away by you, let me be a laughing stock in Sect and the family, you take everything that belongs to me, I want Nangong Linfeng I will get back from you one after another!”

The low voice oozes from the neck of Nangong Linfeng, making people feel chilly.

At this time, in addition to Nie An and Nangong Linfeng, in the inconspicuous corner of the crowd, a young profile, dressed in inner sect costume, look at towards Yun Fan is also different.

Although the teenager is laughing, he can look at it carefully, but the smile is more and more infiltrated, there is a kind of strange that can’t be said.

Especially in the depths of the eyes, with a chilling meaning of the heart, the cold is not like humanity, it is like a beast from the nine secluded.

The discipline sticks out the scarlet tongue, licks his lips, and makes a laugh like humanity: “jié jié jié 桀, hunting is about to begin…”

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Looking at the thousand inner disciple who bowed to the ground, Su Mengqi faintly raised his hand, indicating that everyone was getting up, then the dagger turned slightly and looked at Mo Qian to clear the voice: “sect master, this seat took the evil disciple to delay, still I hope to forgive me.”

Mo Qian hearing this Busy bow, Christine said: “Saintess is heavy, time is just right, please invite Saintess direct disciple.”

Su Mengqi beautiful eyes 轻撇,Yun Fan,said coldy :”evil disciple, not fast!”

Then, with the sound that only Yun Fan can hear, said in a low voice: “Be more careful.”

Yun Fan rolled the eyes, thinking that in front of so many people, give you a cheap Master a face, after after hypocritical with a cup one fist in the other hand, this control magic weapon swept down, standing The front position of the crowd.

He is now Saintess direct disciple, naturally able to stand at the forefront of all the disciples, even those who have been steps into inner sect for nearly three years, should stand behind him.

This move will undoubtedly make everyone’s resentment against Yun Fan deeper, especially those old disciplines, and they are gearing up, and intend to give Yun Fan a good look at this Inner Sect Season.

The eyes of the four Hall Master looked towards Yun Fan are also full of complex colors.

A few months ago, the inner sect ceremony, Yun Fan, in front of all the outer disciple, not only did not pick up the olive branches they had thrown, but also licked their faces, making them quite embarrassing.

It’s only been a few months since this thing happened. They have already faded away from Yun’s resentment qi. After all, dignified a Lord of a Peak, this is still a bit of momentum.

Moreover, Yun Fan’s current status is not the past, nor is it easy for them to shake.

“Yun Fan, at this Inner Sect Season, can you still create traces?”

Xiang Yan looked at Yun Fan, standing in front of all the disciples, and whispered, seemingly talking to himself.

“He is a genius, but he has just stepped into inner sect. He has just been in contact with Battle Skill for a few months. There is almost no actual EXP. I really want to move my hands. I am afraid that any old student can kill him.”

Zhong Buer sneered and shook his head. The arrogant attitude of Yun Fan was still a bit sorrowful.

“I agree with the idea that this child may only be cultivating some innate talents, but it may not be in action, maybe this time the Inner Sect Season will make him fall from the altar.”

The Medicine Refinement Hall Master Duan Wei is also echoed by the sound, followed by a smile that is not smiling.

“And, you didn’t find out, almost all the inner sect old disciples, all of them have a resentment about Yun Fan’s turned out ‘heaven’s chòsen’. In the new season when Ma started, I am afraid that Yun Fan will become the object of everyone’s siege. In the inner battlefield of Inner Sect Season, which is based on strength, it is estimated that it will be eliminated early.”

Duan Wei bell barely fell, the body of Qiu Ji, who was not vocal, and a pair of flattering eyes glanced at the former.

“I see you both for the original inner sect ceremony, for Yun Fan, Martial Dao’s way, the most timid, a person who dares to die in Raging Fire Spirit Spring, how could it be? Weak?”

“I have a hunch that Yun Fan can step into the core disciple in less than three years! Even in this Inner Sect Season, he may not be able to compete with the top ten inner disciple, but he will not be kicked out so quickly. !”

“hehe, Qiu Ji, you are really confident about Yun Fan, are you afraid of being beaten for a while?” Duan Wei said with a sneer.

“hmph, I don’t know who is in the inner sect ceremony. The face is swollen!” Qiu Ji arms full of arms, tit for tat, no retreat.

“you…”

Duan Wei still wants to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Qian coldly snorted. Mo Qian took a look at the four Hall Masters. After after stepped forward, he looked at everyone.

“Since all the inner disciples have arrived, I declare that this year’s Inner Sect Season is officially open!”

After Mo Qian said this, he took the four Hall Masters toward the forbidden land in the direction of the deep, and shouted: “Please Old Ancestor unblock!”

Behind the four Hall Masters followed by the sound: “Please Old Ancestor unblock!”

After the voice fell after the severe breaths, a bang, a burst of sharp power fluctuations from the forbidden land, the pressure is strong, so that the body in the place is shocked.

Most inner disciple, the cultivation technique of cultivating, only the grade of Yellow-rank High-level, can’t resolve such powerful pressure.

After a while, some of the disciples in the front row have been complicated white, and the forehead has oozing cold sweat and standing on the ground.

Yun Fan stood before a group of disciplines, and the feeling of this pressure is naturally stronger. Fortunately, he secretly runs Flame Mantra and dispels the pressure, which is to avoid ugliness.

Mo Qian and the four Hall Masters saw the painful expression of most disciples, and saw that Yun Fan, who was standing at the forefront, was as complex as usual, and he was surprised.