Empress: My senior brother is too salty

A group of people in yellow clothes pushed a wheelchair into the entrance.

The young man in the wheelchair was pale, his eyes were sunken, and he looked like his body had been hollowed out by alcohol.

The boy in yellow pushed the young man to Huo Yujiao.

"Who made my younger sister Yujiao angry?"

The young man said with a smile, looking at the environment in the field.

When Huo Yujiao saw the young man, as if he had encountered a backer, he immediately became confident.

"Brother Ting, Lu Ping won't let me sit on the judging panel."

Huo Yujiao acted coquettishly, and glared at Lu Ping who was sitting on the judging panel.

Hearing this, Huang Ting looked towards the judging panel, meeting Lu Ping's gaze.

The two looked at each other, Huang Ting nodded with a smile.

Lu Ping raised his eyelids, and then made no other movements.

Seeing this scene, Huo Yujiao felt a little unhappy.

"Brother Ting, why don't you help me out?"

"Respect the land commander."

Huang Ting leaned forward and stroked Huo Yujiao's hair, with doting eyes.

Huo Yujiao didn't buy it at all, she snorted and turned her head away angrily.

Everyone in the field looked at this scene, and there was an indescribable weirdness in their hearts.

They had more or less heard of Huo Yujiao and Huang Ting's reputation.

The two are of the same generation as the previous generation of Holy Land Walkers.

He has already stepped into the pure land, and he is the mainstay in Lingyun Pavilion, and his status is not low.

However, not all disciples of aristocratic families have real talents.

There will be one or two strange things more or less.

She was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and she developed a savage personality, as if the whole world would revolve around her.

This is where Huo Yujiao's title of 'Princess of Fire Palace' came from.

Huo Yujiao is just an example, big families all have a set of methods for cultivating disciples, most of them belong to Huang Ting's class.

Huang Ting, the 'sick son of the earth palace', has a very good reputation within the jurisdiction of Lingyun Pavilion, and his methods are first-class in all aspects, even among the young masters in the 24 palaces.

It's a pity that his whole body is ill and cannot be cured by gods. Even if he breaks through the Dao Palace, he only has more than 200 years to live.

Huang Ting was very clear about Huo Yujiao's character.

He just smiled slightly, and said to Huo Yujiao in a low voice: "Sister Yujiao, there have been some accidents in the pavilion, it's better for you to restrain yourself recently. The ability can protect you again."

When Huo Yujiao heard these words, the anger on her face dissipated a lot, and her eyes also showed sadness.

The change Huang Tingkou mentioned was the disappearance of the pavilion master Zhanxiong, and the death of several Taoist palace ancestors.

On the surface, Lingyun Pavilion has the largest number of Taoist palaces in the Holy Land.

In fact, each hall has only one Taoist palace.

Death means the fall of the hall master, and the family has no ancestor to sit in charge.

News came from the family yesterday that the fate cards of the eight patriarchs, including the Huo family patriarch, were all shattered.

Huo Yujiao was at a loss for what to do with the shocking news.

Because this is already the No. 15 Hall Master lost by Lingyun Pavilion.

She didn't believe that it was so easy for a strong Taoist to die.

She thought that the ancestor might have gone to a certain place, causing the connection between the soul and the life card to be broken, and the life card would be broken.

But Huang Ting's words pulled her out of the dream.

To die is to die, every so many ifs.

The fall of the Lord of the Fire Palace meant that no one could protect her.

She has nothing to rely on, and if Lu Ping is offended by playing willful again, no one will be able to protect her.

Seeing Huo Yujiao calm down, Huang Ting nodded secretly, and began to mobilize Lingyun Pavilion's disciples to sit down in an orderly manner.

Team after team of people walked in at the entrance.

Almost all the first-class sects came, and most of the people who came in were from the halls of Lingyun Pavilion.

Almost all the people leading the team from the 24th hall are from Huang Ting's generation.

After entering the arena, they all sat around Huang Ting at the same time.

For no other reason, among the people present, only Huang Ting's work made the cabinet feel at ease.

People from Hall 24 came in one after another, and there was no such case as Huo Yujiao again.

Soon, the disciples of Moon Cold Palace walked in.

They were all dressed in snow-white clothes without any impurities.

The unique temperament attracted the attention of everyone present.

And most of the eyes are on the leader.

They began to be curious, people from Moon Cold Palace entered the arena, why didn't they see Moon Cold Palace walking, but were led by Saintess Leng Qingxuan and Saint Son Hua Daotian?

Leng Qingxuan walked up to the judges' table and gave Lu the blessing of blessings.

"Leng Qingxuan from Yuehan Palace has met Commander Lu."

"Ah."

Lu Ping hummed indifferently.

The junior saluted, and he had nothing to say.

Hua Daotian at the side took off the mask on his face, revealing a sharp and handsome face.

Seeing Huadaotian showing her face, the eyes of the young women in the arena widened, staring fixedly at Huadaotian, reluctant to blink, because they felt that blinking was a waste.

But the disciples of Moon Cold Palace didn't have such a big reaction.

There are religious constraints, but most of the reasons are because of getting used to it.

Because that face is good-looking without any characteristics, if you look at it too much, you will become immune.

"Yuehan Palace is full of flowers, I have met Commander Lu!"

Hua Daotian saluted behind Leng Qingxuan.

Lu Ping waved his hand: "Take a seat."

"Yes!"

Leng Qingxuan and Hua Daotian responded and led the disciples to their place.

As soon as they sat down, another figure appeared at the entrance.

Lei Yun strode in, but the first thing he looked at was not Lu Ping, nor the people in Lingyun Pavilion, but the direction of Moon Cold Palace.

When he didn't see the figure in his heart, Lei Yun murmured in his heart.

"Miss Leng, do you know where Miss Ling Shuang went?"

Lei Yun waved to Leng Qingxuan from a long distance away.

Leng Qingxuan responded softly: "Senior Sister Ling is on her way here."

"Oh!"

Lei Yun was a little disappointed, and walked toward the Lingyun Pavilion unhappily. When he noticed Huang Ting's gaze, he subconsciously shuddered.

"Brother Huang!"

Huang Ting hummed, and said: "You are already walking, you should act more calmly, how can you make such a move in public?"

"I didn't pay attention!" Lei Yun scratched his head in embarrassment.

Huang Ting didn't bother anymore, he patted the seat beside him, and said, "Sit."

"Okay!" Lei Yun smiled and sat down obediently.

The entry gate continued to pour into the team.

Soon, people from the Battle Hall of Lingyun Pavilion walked in.

The leader of the team was not Huang Ting's peers, but the Holy Son of Lingyun Pavilion, Zhanye.

Zhan Ye has a cool look, not to be approached by strangers.

Seeing that Lu Ping didn't even say hello, he went straight to Huang Ting and sat down.

For the same robe family, the strongest genius of the new generation, Huang Ting just smiled indifferently, not minding Zhan Ye's rudeness.

After all, Zhan Ye is the most popular figure in the martial arts.

Whether Lingyun Pavilion can have one more spiritual vein, and make another request to Emperor Qian, is up to him.

Compared with Zhanye's cold and arrogant attitude, the Son of the Ten Thousand Immortals League was smiling.

Daotong has a round face and a slightly chubby body. What makes him dissatisfied with his appearance is that he carries a broad knife on his back. The tip of the knife touches the ground from time to time. It has a very unique shape.

Moreover, he acted very smoothly. After entering the arena, he always greeted him all the way.

Even Wang Yang and Dao Tong of Wuji Sect called Uncle Wang.

When passing by the location of Lingyun Pavilion, Dao Tong ran up to Huang Ting and took out a small sachet from his arms.

"Brother Huang, this is given to you by my senior sister. I have been practicing recently and forgot to send it to you in time. Don't blame me."