Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1644 Slap in the face [4]

"So?" Ye Xiyue thought playfully about what she said.

"So don't try to enter the hall of priests, but in this competition, I'm afraid you won't survive the first round."

"Really?" Ye Xiyue's voice was very pleasant, "What if I win the first place in this competition?"

"Ahahaha." Fu Ya didn't speak, but Lin Xin couldn't straighten up with laughter.

Even the group of people behind her burst into laughter.

Xue Wushang and the others had extremely ugly faces, is it so funny?

Contempt, ridicule, and disdain, everyone looked at Ye Xiyue with such expressions. In their eyes, Ye Xiyue was useless except for being a bit more attractive.

Fu Ya said, "A disciple from the outer sect keeps saying that he wants to enter the hall of priests, not to mention how funny it is, you can't even get the first title, just relying on how good-looking you are, you just brag like that Big words, I really don’t know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.”

"That's right, I think she came in because of her good looks. Our tutor who signed up must have been confused for a while, so he let her in."

"I also heard that she has been very close to Senior Brother Wen recently, and will select an inner disciple from the outer disciples in a few days. I think she probably wants to seduce Senior Brother Wen. She simply wants to use ** **People! It's a pity that Senior Brother Wen is such a person who can't resist temptation, and it's not like a random woman can climb into Senior Brother Wen's bed... Ah! "

Accompanied by an 'ah', a crisp 'pa' sounded, and Ye Xiyue mercilessly slapped the woman who was speaking, causing her fair cheeks to become swollen immediately.

In order to protect her own people, Fu Ya looked at Ye Xiyue coldly.

Ye Xiyue's eyes were as cold as snow, and the neither deep nor shallow breath made people feel suffocated.

"What do you want to do? If you have the ability, you can go there, why are you staring?" Fu Yagao raised his chin high.

Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes, "Get a quota?"

"That's right, if you have the ability, you can get a quota, can you do it?" Fu Ya used the aggressive method.

"That's right, the real ability is to get the quota. If you have the ability, don't rely on your face, rely on your strength. You obviously rely on your face, so don't allow others to talk about it." Lin Xin echoed in a low voice.

"What if I get the quota?"

"Just you?" Fu Ya burst into laughter, "If you get the quota, I'll let them crawl out of the school grounds!"

Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows.

The rest of the people laughed loudly, "Yes, yes, what Senior Sister Ya'er said is right."

"Very good, remember what you said, if they don't crawl out, you crawl out!"

Fu Ya was proud, Dongfang Yue finally fell for it, "If you don't get the quota, get out of the school grounds! And you still have to call me aunt three times."

Nan Wushuang clenched his fists, this woman really can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth.

"Okay, it's a deal." Ye Xiyue is not angry at all, she never cares about mad dogs, she only likes to speak with facts, and it's boring to talk quickly.

The match started, Ye Xiyue left, Fu Ya snorted coldly, "Want to win? Go ahead and dream."

This group of people was still looking forward to seeing Ye Xiyue call their eldest aunt later, but Ye Xiyue and the others had already stepped onto the competition stage.

Today's game is supervised by Wen Ziran.

The competition is very simple, the draw is decided, and the three winners in the end will be the candidates to enter the priest's hall this time.

(End of this chapter)