In Ling Luo's God-killing Pavilion, there were one thousand disciples from the Ice Clan and one thousand disciples from the Lu Clan. Eighty to ninety percent of them were men, and they all stared straight at the female disciples received at the gate of Nongying Pavilion.

These female disciples of Nongying Pavilion are all born like flowers and jade, with a fairy air, and because of their practice of tricks, they all have a mysterious aura that seems to be absent.

This kind of temperament is very unique, which is not found in the female monks of the sixth heaven.

Ling Luo turned her head slightly, looked at Xuanyuan Yu, with a teasing smile on her lips, and jokingly said, "What? Don't you want to watch?"

Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows, only Ling Luo was reflected in his black hole-like pupils, and said, "What's so good about them, they're not half as good as my Luo'er."

Ling Luo was very satisfied with Xuanyuan Yu's performance, and couldn't help feeling a sense of joy in her heart.

At the gate of Nongying Pavilion Mountain, there are about twenty female disciples, lined up in two rows, and the one in the middle has a particularly beautiful appearance and refined clothes. It can be seen that her status is also noble.

"Little girl Sen Luo, the third generation true disciple of the Nongying Pavilion, welcomes the Sixth Heavenly God Killing Pavilion."

The woman smiled lightly, her eyes were shining brightly, and when she raised her eyes, she always swept past Ling Luo intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was staring at someone.

Ling Luo turned her head, only to realize that the true disciple named Sen Luo was secretly flirting with Xiao Jie.

amount……

Ling Luo was a little helpless, this Sen Luo, who had cultivated to this level, was at least hundreds of thousands of years old, and Xiao Jie was only seventeen or eighteen years old, which felt weird.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, it's startling when you see it.

Not only the true disciple Sen Luo, but also the twenty or so female inner disciples at the gate of Nongyinge Mountain, all glanced and glanced in Xiaojie's direction from time to time.

As an older sister, a sense of crisis suddenly rose in Ling Luo's heart.

Will this group of swaying female cultivators from the devious world eat up her family's Xiaojie alive?

Standing beside Xiao Jie, Xun'er's face was not so good-looking, his two cheeks were puffed up, and he straddled Jie's arm in a demonstration.

Jie glanced at Xun'er indifferently, his pretty brows slightly frowned.

He was originally the closest to Xun'er, but because Xun'er once took refuge in Qiancheng and harmed Ling Luo's relationship, Jie has always had a grudge against Xun'er and became more indifferent.

Seeing Jie's expression, Xun'er immediately became nervous, her little face was slightly pale, and she bit her lips tightly, but a pair of small hands grabbed Jie's arm even tighter.

"Don't make trouble."

Jie pushed Xun'er's hand away calmly, his purple eyes were a little cold.

Xun'er's face turned even paler, a faint layer of twilight floated in his icy blue eyes, and he lowered his head slightly.

As for the female disciples of Nongying Pavilion, when they saw Xun'er being left out in the cold, they couldn't help laughing secretly.It turned out that he was being self-indulgent, so why did he come to show off.

Ling Luo looked at Jie, with a teasing arc on his lips, and said: "It seems that Xiao Jie's appearance is very in line with the aesthetics of the strange world."

Jie was originally as handsome as a demon.

However, it is obvious that he is becoming more and more popular in the strange world.

"Sister, don't make fun of me." Jie's voice was flat, without any waves, and he dismissed these strange women.

"Governor Ling, Master Xuanyuan, come in, Sen Luo will arrange accommodation for you."

Sen Luo is very warm and polite.

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