My host is lazy again

Chapter 717 The Little Junior Sister Is A Little Bad 13
That Zen Yang Nine Swords book has a great possibility to be true.

Looking at this treasure hunting competition, they came to the right place.

For a while, everyone had different thoughts.

Next, under their expectant eyes, Kou Changli asked people to present two rare treasures, namely Bingshan Cicada Pupa and Huoliaoshi.

Both of these are excellent materials for forging magical weapons!

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Bai Yuejiao really did a great job this time..."

"I've been looking for that iceberg cicada pupa for so many years, but I haven't found it. Why does Baiyue Sect have everything?"

"Who knows."

It has been rumored in the world that Bai Yuejiao guards countless treasures. This has been spread for more than 20 years, but no one knows where they come from so many treasures.There are some rumors that it is something left by the founder of the White Moon Sect, I don't know if it is true or not...

Chen Jingyou looked at the secret book of Chanyang Nine Swords on the high platform, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

And Kou Changli, who had finished all the things, waved his red sleeves and leaned half on the soft couch specially made, with a slender willow waist and a graceful figure.In the next second, the red gauze curtain in front of the couch fell, covering this seductive scene. There was a vague sense of mystery in the haze, and people couldn't help but peek at the scenery behind the red gauze.

At this time, the left envoy who received the gaze signal from his leader stepped forward, raised his right hand high, "My teacher announces that the registration for the Treasure Hunting Competition has officially started! Those who want to apply, please come to the stage!"

The entry requirements for the Treasure Contest are that the age of the applicant should not exceed 20 years old.

And in order to show fairness, the number of applicants for a sect shall not exceed five, and the number of applicants for a Jianghu monk team shall not exceed five.

As soon as his words fell, someone flew onto the stage immediately.

Bai Yuejiao's envoy sat obliquely below Kou Changli. Seeing this, he spread out a blank roster, slowly picked up a brush and dipped some ink, "For those on the stage, please state your name, age and sect."

The applicants on the stage reported their own information in turn.

"I'm Zuo Qingbai, 17 years old, from the Canglan Sect."

"He Xu, 19 years old, is also a disciple of the Canglan Sect."

"..."

In the audience, Zhen Wu looked at the only disciple among the four of them who met the registration requirements, and calmly stroked his beard, "Go, don't be afraid, the master will take care of everything."

"Little Jane, be careful," Chang Suo worried about his elder brother.

As the master, Elder Qiuyun simply confessed: "Life is the most important thing."

Luo Jian, who had high hopes from the three of them, nodded solemnly, "Then I'll go."

Before leaving, she conveniently put the fruit plate on the table into her satchel cloth bag.

Seeing her sweeping posture like a bandit, Chang Suo stared, "Hey, no... Little Junior Sister, save some for me."

The little girl thought for a second, and left five grapes for him.

"..."

no love.

Tianshan faction camp.

Chen Jingyou looked at the two most proud disciples under his sect, raised his hand and patted their shoulders, and said in a low tone: "No matter what method you use, this treasure hunting competition must be won by the teacher."

Qiu Chengren's eyes were firm: "Don't worry, Master."

Chen Jingyou nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the silent person beside him, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Anling, do you remember what you said for the teacher?"

The man who was named lowered his eyes as black as ink, and his face was full of gloom: "Remember, master."

"Well, let's go up."

There were exactly five disciples sent by the Tianshan School this time.

As a senior brother, Qiu Chengren naturally became the leader of the team.

(End of this chapter)