My cute little junior sister is too curly

Luo Wuji's face turned even darker, and he warned: "Wenren Jiuxiao, this is not a place for you to watch the excitement."

Wenren Jiuxiao's bewitching pupils flashed red, and he laughed hysterically, "Master Wuji should know that the Tianyuan fruit is useless to us, how about this, you give me the Tianyuan fruit, and I will inspect it for you, how about it?" ?”

"No need." Luo Wuji coldly refused.

Even if Wenren Jiuxiao got what was in Wenren Jiuxiao's hands, he wouldn't care if he took it back.

"Daoist Wuji is really ruthless. He treats you like a donkey with good intentions. Forget it. I don't care about your affairs. I want to see what you can do better?" Wenren Jiuxiao said, his black pupils turned into red pupils, and turned towards Looking at Su Yanran who was on the side.

After a few breaths, Wenren Jiuxiao retracted his gaze, and then withdrew his breath.

Su Yanran's eyes were slightly dull, and she said coldly to Luo Wuji: "Master, let's open the box and have a look at such a precious thing as Tianyuanguo."

Luo Wuji's face was extremely embarrassing, he fed Su Yanran a Qingxin Pill, then raised his hand, and knocked on Su Yanran's neck.

Su Yanran fainted and fell backwards, Luo Wuji stretched out his hand to embrace Su Yanran into his arms.

Luo Wuji looked at Wenren Jiuxiao, who was like an invisible man, and said angrily: "Wenren Jiuxiao, this is the last time! If you dare to attack my apprentice again next time, I will definitely crush your Nether State!"

"Daoist Wuji has such a loud tone." Wenren Jiuxiao smiled strangely, with an upward ending, captivating people's hearts.

"Wenren Jiuxiao, you should be very clear that I can do this." Luo Wuji's eyes were cold, and his whole body was filled with cold air.

"Daoist Wuji wouldn't be so arrogant. I just made a joke with your apprentice. You should also be very clear. If she wasn't absent-minded, she would definitely not be fascinated by me." The smile on Wenren Jiuxiao's face was not reduce.

It is absolutely impossible for Luo Wuji to destroy the Nether State by himself.

But the forces behind Luo Wuji have the strength to destroy the Nether State.

Snapped! ——

Wenren Jiuxiao snapped his fingers, "Prince Wuji, I'm leaving first, see you another day."

After Wenren Jiuxiao disappeared, confusion flashed across the eyes of those juniors on the field.

Some juniors asked suspiciously: "What happened just now? Why do I feel like I fell asleep?"

"Strange, I feel the same way, I shouldn't! Didn't I wait to see the Tianyuan fruit?"

"Tianyuan fruit! Yes, who owns the Tianyuan fruit in Qingyun Prefecture now?"

……

Both Xiao Qingfeng and Rong Zhuofan had solemn expressions, and the disciples of Qingyun Prefecture didn't remember Wenren Jiuxiao at all.

Except for a few False Gods on the stage, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of everyone else.

Su Yanran also woke up at this time.

Su Yanran hastily withdrew from Luo Wuji's embrace, subconsciously glanced at Mo Jinghong not far away.

Mo Jinghong was dressed in black clothes, handsome and handsome. Standing there, he was indescribably noble and unparalleled. His whole body was like a bright moon high above, making people feel unattainable and as low as dust.

Especially those twinkling and deep eyes, which made the whole person even more stunning.

"Yanran... Yanran, are you okay?" Luo Wuji called Su Yanran several times.

Su Yanran suddenly woke up and said in panic, "Master, what happened to me just now?"

Luo Wuji's eyes were dark, "It's okay, you go back to rest first, there are still some things to talk about as a teacher."

"Master, I want to be with you. I promise not to disturb Master's discussion." Su Yanran pulled Luo Wuji's sleeve and begged softly.

"Hmph! You can really pretend, it's weird!" Luo Xiyao said sarcastically, and at the same time, she gritted her teeth and looked at Su Yanran.

She really doesn't understand why men always like Su Yanran!
Su Yanran's expression froze for a moment, but she soon recovered. Why do you have to be tough when you can act like a baby?

After all, Luo Wuji couldn't bear the watery eyes of Su Yanran, raised his hand to touch Su Yanran's head, and said softly: "Wait here as a teacher."

"Yeah." Su Yanran nodded obediently.

Luo Wuji walked towards Xiao Qingfeng and Rong Zhuofan, "The two suzerains, since you want to place a bet, you must need a notary. Your Yuan Lingguo and the Yuanyang pill we took out must be handed over to the notary for safekeeping."

"Notary?" Xiao Qingfeng sensed a hint of conspiracy.

Regardless of whether the notary is from Qingyun Prefecture or Haoling Prefecture, it is very likely that the notary is on the side of Haoling Prefecture.

After all, there is Wuji Daoist Priest in Haoling Prefecture, who is even more powerful.

"We can each appoint a notary." Luo Wuji's eyes were indifferent.

Rong Zhuofan and Xiao Qingfeng looked at each other, obviously they couldn't refuse Luo Wuji's request.

If they reject Luo Wuji, not only Feng Qingran may encounter misfortune, even Su Yubai on the stage may be in danger.

"Prince Wuji, I need to discuss this with my disciples. After all, it's up to them to add one more game." Rong Zhuofan wanted to use this to delay the time.

"It's okay, I need to choose someone carefully." Luo Wuji responded.

Rong Zhuofan and Xiao Qingfeng no longer spoke, but communicated with each other through sound transmission.

"Rong Zhuofan, they are simply shameless, such a rude request, why agree to it?" Xiao Qingfeng's dark eyes were slightly cold.

Rong Zhuofan stroked his beard, "Old Xiao, we have no room for rejection. You see, Su Yubai is obviously going to die on stage, but Qian Fusu is still unwilling to end the competition..."

Xiao Qingfeng took a deep breath, and said via voice transmission: "What notary? It's obviously because we are afraid. We don't give Tianyuanguo an excuse. If we hand over Tianyuanguo, even if we win, it will be difficult to get it back!"

"It's hard to ride a tiger!" Rong Zhuofan shook his head helplessly, "Hurry up and think about the candidates, otherwise we will have no choice when they appoint them."

Xiao Qingfeng told the truth directly, "Haoling State is the second most powerful, and wears the same pair of pants as Di Lingzhou, and the rest of the states, unless their heads are broken, will serve as notaries for us."

At this time, a cold and jade-like voice came to the ears of the two, "Look for Chu Qianji from Huolingzhou, and take this token."

A golden token appeared out of thin air in Rong Zhuofan's hand.

Then, the two turned their heads to look at Mo Jinghong, both showing expressions of shock.

Rong Zhuofan asked Mo Jinghong tentatively, "Can you hear our conversation?"

Mo Jinghong's phoenix eyes were introverted, and he said via voice transmission: "The two suzerains should hurry up and find Master Qianji, otherwise it would be bad if Luo Wuji got there first."

Rong Zhuofan and Xiao Qingfeng's eyes widened. If they remember correctly, Mo Jinghong can only cultivate as a god, right?
Why can Huashen hear the sound transmission of False God?
How many secrets does this Mo Jinghong hide?

"Rong Zhuofan, what he said makes sense, we should go to work first!" Xiao Qingfeng woke up first, and patted Rong Zhuofan.

The two of them stopped hesitating and went straight to Huolingzhou.

But when they came to Huoling State, they were stunned again. Who is Master Qianji?
Seeing the two, Chu Baizhou got up first, and met Feng Qingran from the gate of the city. He was always thinking about the fourth senior brother Feng Qingran was talking about.

After investigation, he found out that Feng Qingran's fourth senior brother was named Mu Qianjue, a contestant from Qingyun Prefecture.

So Chu Bozhou paid special attention to the situation in Qingyun Prefecture.

Chu Baizhou heard all the requests Luo Wuji made just now, and he has been waiting for the people from Qingyun Prefecture to come over.

Although he is not as famous as his father, he is more than enough to be a notary.

In this way, he can take this opportunity to get acquainted with Mu Qianjue and learn about the refining method of the colorful black clothes.

Seeing Chu Bozhou stand up, Xiao Qingfeng and Rong Zhuofan stopped and looked at Chu Bozhou.

The young man was dressed in a light blue brocade gown, his figure was tall and straight, his appearance was extremely handsome, and his demeanor was indescribably unrestrained and unrestrained.

The young man looked like a flawless jade, and his steps were light and unrestrained, walking towards Xiao Qingfeng and Rong Zhuofan.

When the young man got up, he caught the attention of everyone in Huolingzhou, and everyone was surprised.

Only the young man in white beside the boy remained calm and fiddled with the copper coins in his hand with downcast eyes.

"What are you two coming to Huolingzhou?" Chu Baizhou was personable, modest and polite.

"This young master, this is Rong Zhuofan from the Beast Sect of Qingyun Prefecture, and this is Xiao Qingfeng, the lord of the Fire Cloud Sect. We want to find Master Qianji." Rong Zhuofan deliberately lowered his voice.

He usually has a loud and rough voice, and every time he talks to people, it seems like he is arguing.

Now that there is a need for others, Rong Zhuofan naturally lowers his posture.

"You want to find my father?" Chu Baizhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned to look at the man in white not far away.

Rong Zhuofan looked at Chu Qianji. At the first glance, he subconsciously ignored Chu Qianji's handsome face and only saw his clear eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes that looked like the first snow in spring, with an imperceptible sting in them, as if they could see through time and everything, without sadness or joy.

"Are you looking for my father as a notary?" Chu Bozhou asked aloud.

Rong Zhuofan nodded, "Yes, I heard that Master Qianji is fair and impartial, we would like to trouble Master Qianji to come with us."

Xiao Qingfeng was a little speechless, they came here to ask for help, and they said it as if they were here to find fault!
"My little son, I wonder if your father is free?" Xiao Qingfeng decided to make up for it.

Chu Bozhou shook his head, "I don't know about this, but as far as I know, you may return without success."

Chu Baizhou knew his father very well.

Except for occasionally refining weapons for others, Chu Qianji basically does not stay out of seclusion all year round, even Patriarch Baili can't invite Chu Qianji!
"Young master, please take us there." Rong Zhuofan begged aloud.

The beard on Rong Zhuofan's face covered his strange expression.

At this moment, Rong Zhuofan fully understood the importance of the state level.

In the Kyushu Continent, Qingyun State ranked sixth, and Huoling State ranked fourth, so they had to be polite when they saw juniors with a little bit of status, and they didn't dare to offend them a bit.

The rules of the Kyushu Continent require that low-level states must not neglect people from high-level states, and offenders will be punished.

What the punishment was, no one knows.

Because no one dared to challenge the rules set by the Baili family.

Rong Zhuofan suddenly felt that it was a joke that the strong are respected.

Most of the time, people with good backgrounds will definitely become strong and superior to others.

As for monks with low backgrounds, even if they practice hard later, their resources cannot keep up, and they will fall far behind those with good backgrounds.

He was able to rank among the False God powerhouses only because he was lucky, met the old suzerain, brought him back to the sect, and cultivated him carefully...

Rong Zhuofan actually didn't believe it, 'My life is up to me, not God. 'This sentence.

In the world of cultivating immortals, most of the monks who can really kill a bloody road are those who have been favored by luck.