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Chapter 44

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After dinner, under the guidance of Xiantong, everyone walked through the garden of the other courtyard and came to the Juxian Hall in the west.

Juxian Hall covers a large area, and its building materials are all made of stone.

Different from the circular building of the Sutra Pavilion, Juxian Hall is a standard square building with a square shape.

The outer wall of Juxian Hall is made of blue bricks, with various strange patterns painted on it, like the symbols of some demons, ghosts, gods and Taoists, or the images of some monsters.

The surface of the wall is composed of circles of patterns, which look like flower petals.There are also various signs hanging on the wall, with all kinds of words written on them.

Standing at the door were a few guards in uniform uniforms, holding spears in their hands, with stern faces, they looked like sculptures, lifeless, like dead things.

At this time, in the lobby of Juxian Hall, the other eleven teams had gathered.

When they saw the fairy boy leading Grandpa Ajin and bringing all the children of the fairy sect into the door, they couldn't help but look over.

The children of the Fairy Zong School also quietly followed Grandpa Ajin. The lights in the hall flickered on and off, and the twelve teams stood in different square formations. At a glance, the most eye-catching one was the sobbing Cave Master. batch of people.

All the people in that team were wearing bamboo hats and black clothes, and they couldn't tell their faces.

But if you look closely and look at the height and height, you will feel that there should be many children among them, and the overall height is the closest to that of your own team.

The fairy boy led them to their own green phalanx. Each color block has two different teams, which are red, black, white, blue, yellow, and green.

Twelve teams were drawn by lottery before, and entered into corresponding positions in the field in groups of two.

And the team opposite the green phalanx, I think it is the team of Xianjie Jianzong who played against the Xianzong party tonight.

Seeing that they are all pretentious, the colors of their clothes are not uniform, each of them carries a long sword behind their backs, and their faces are cold.At this moment, he was looking at the people of the Xianzong Sect with arrogance and disdain, and his disdainful demeanor was unpleasant to see.

"What kind of team did I think I would fight against? It turned out to be a bunch of youngsters with yellow mouths!" A forty-something Jianzong cultivator squinted at them with disdain, and his tone was not kind.

Zhang Xiaodou was very angry, and was about to rush forward to argue, when Jiang Luwei gently pulled her sleeve from behind.

Another 30-year-old woman in Jianzong, wearing a green dress, has an ordinary appearance, and the words spoken by the interface are even more yin and yang:

"The fairy sect that we are fighting against, I heard that all the people are dead. It's not just the yellow-mouthed children, but also the old man, who seems to be very old, so I can take advantage of this competition and let it go to the ground."

Grandpa A Jin was neither angry nor happy, and stood calmly by the side.

Everyone in Jianzong thought they could be bullied, let alone say it unscrupulously.

At this time, in the Jianzong phalanx, a pretty-looking teenage girl surrounded by everyone, seeing this situation, pushed aside several male disciples from the sect who were courting her and walked out gracefully, giving a light salute. , said to Grandpa Ah Jin:

"Presumably this is Grandpa Ajin, the representative of the Immortal Sect? I am Mu Yunran, the daughter of the head of the Sword Sect. I am here to compete with you by my father's order. I have learned a lot from my uncle Jian Wuhen. Greetings to you." .Did I hear that this time you also brought the adopted daughter of the head of the Immortal Sect? Just to get to know each other!"

Behind the girl, a middle-aged man in his 40s who looked rather elegant appeared.The man's appearance was also considered dignified, he was dressed in a white robe, but the tails of his eyes were raised, showing a bit of meanness.

He greeted the girl impatiently:
"Yunran, don't talk too much with this kind of broken family, you won't lose your status."

Grandpa A Jin was about to return the gift, Jiang Luwei stepped out from behind the children and gave a blessing.

Her porcelain-like skin seemed transparent in the faint light, and her two big eyes sparkled with water, especially bright under the long eyelashes.A peach-colored babydoll outlines her petite figure every inch of it delicately, like a porcelain doll carefully crafted by a skilled craftsman.

Such a pretty little girl opened her mouth, like a kingfisher coming out of the valley, and the extremely pleasant child's voice caught everyone's attention at once.

She spoke softly to the girl:
"Hi sister, I am Jiang Luwei, the adopted daughter of the head of the Xianzong sect. The family suffered a misfortune, and a member of my father's sect was killed by the demons.

But even though I am my father's adopted daughter, I have kept in mind the principles of life that my father taught me since I was a child.I know how to keep promises in life!

Grandpa A Jin received the invitation from the owner of Yujian Mountain Villa first. Although we are weak, we have to keep the contract and play. This is integrity! "

When she said this, she paused a little.There were voices of admiration from all the phalanxes in the Juxian Hall:

"This little girl is eloquent and well-educated, which is really rare!"

"The Yin-Yang Law King of the Devil Realm disregarded morality and sent Xianzong to exterminate his family. This is really an act of beasts!"

"This group of children is still so young, and they are about to suffer this catastrophe. But they still know how to keep their promises. They are really a group of good children."

After Jiang Luwei listened, she sighed softly, her face was full of sadness, her tone trembled slightly, and she continued:
"My sister is right. My sister is just an adopted daughter. She can't compare to my sister's authentic status as a direct daughter. I see that my sister has awakened her spiritual roots, and I am very envious. But I have not yet awakened, so how can I be compared with my sister!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Luwei's pear blossoms were raining, and her face was full of tears, which made the surrounding audience look sad again:
"It's not easy for this little girl. It's rare for an adopted daughter to understand righteousness so well."

"What happened to the Immortal Sect is really regrettable."

"Look at this little girl who doesn't even have a spiritual root. It's too difficult to be bullied by her opponent and force her with words."

Looking at the face of Mu Yunran, the daughter of the head of the Sword Sect who was still aloof just now, the complexion was green for a while, blue for a while, and red for a while, like a palette.

Jiang Luwei continued to do all the tricks, gradually stopped crying, fixed her eyes on Mu Yunran, and said softly with a hard-working and strong expression:
"Although I don't have a spiritual root, I know I'm weak, and my brothers and sisters are also weak, but we don't need your sympathy, we will work very hard.

At the same time, I hope my sister will not hesitate to enlighten me.You must use your full strength later, and you must not keep your hand from me just because I am weak.My fellow disciples and I will work hard to carry forward what we have learned from the Xianzong sect, so as not to disgrace the sect. "

After saying blessings, he bowed and retreated among the children.

Far away in the main camp of the Moaning Cave, a black-clothed boy who was not low in stature but was only eight or nine years old curled up his lips.

What Jiang Luwei said just now seemed to be crying blood, and every word was sincere.But after listening to it, why do people feel that before the fight started, this sword sect has already bullied the small with the big, and bullied the weak with the strong?
Grandpa Ajin smiled gratifiedly while listening, stroked his beard, and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)