Chapter 36
Jiang Bai frowned, and slowly scanned the entire audience, and then spotted two old men in the middle of the auditorium.

"Wang Ai, Lu Ci..." Jiang Bai whispered slightly, looking a little sad.

Although the two of them were already a hundred years old, their appearances could not be compared with kindness and kindness. Both of them had gray hair, and one had a gloomy face, with long eyebrows that hung down.The gears of the years have run over, and countless wrinkles are densely covered.

The other has a much more vicious complexion, with a shocking scar running through the right forehead at the right eye, and half of his face is covered by white silver-like hair!

"It seems to be paying attention to the origin of the body." Jiang Bai sighed. Both Wang Ai and Lu Ci are among the top ten. Judging from the information provided by the system, their cultivation bases have already become more Stepping into a level comparable to the fifth level of Houtian Realm, "This time the trouble is not small."

"Zhang Chulan, it looks like you are more or less a man." On the playing field, the two priests retreated one after another, jumped up and landed on the audience.The blue-haired young man moved his body twice, and looked at Zhang Chulan angrily.

A breeze blew through the ends of her hair, and three or five mischievous strands of hair fiddled with the sight in front of her eyes. Zhang Chulan's expression seemed to be a different person, with the same indifferent expression, and said slowly: "Come on."

"ah!"

The blue-haired young man shouted loudly, stepped on his feet, and his figure swept out directly, rushing towards Zhang Chulan at a high speed.The clenched right fist hit Zhang Chulan's chest without hesitation!

"Compared to Sister Bao'er, your speed is too slow." Zhang Chulan smiled slightly, recalling the training that Feng Baobao trained him before Luo Tian's wedding, and he suddenly couldn't figure it out. , How much strength can be exposed?
In the nick of time.

Just when the blue-haired young man had a look of joy in his eyes, and when he thought he was about to succeed, Zhang Chulan turned slightly sideways calmly, and the wind of fist brushed past him.The next moment, the palm like a tiger's mouth grabbed the blue-haired youth's attacking arm, and kicked the blue-haired youth's legs with a swipe of his right foot.

The latter, without a doubt, lost his center of gravity, and threw himself forward!

Zhang Chulan took the opportunity to raise his right arm, bent slightly, and slammed a knee into the back of the blue-haired young man!

In the blink of an eye, although Luo Tian Dajiao is a prosperous world of aliens, most of the aliens are inborn aliens, or they don't know how to practice, and their cultivation is fixed at the third or fourth level of martial arts, or even the first or second level. Then they stagnated. For the battle between the two, there are not many people whose eyes can keep up with the movements.

When everyone reacted, the blue-haired youth fell to the ground in pain.

"Perhaps it was really superfluous yesterday. I originally planned to hide my strength." Zhang Chulan said lightly, but instead of leaving, she reached out and pulled the blue-haired youth.The cold look that he had tried his best to maintain just now collapsed, he laughed and touched his head, and said relaxedly, "Don't blame me for being too harsh."

"Huh, Zhang Chulan, you are really strong." The blue-haired young man leaned over slightly, and willingly chose to admit defeat.

"I can't compare to Zhang Lingyu, those perverts like Zhuge Qing, don't pester me anymore." Zhang Chulan waved his hand, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the venue slowly.

"Xunzi, listen to the wind."

In the venue, there seemed to be a breeze without warning, Jiang Bai closed his eyes slightly, and every word became clear and audible in the noisy auditorium.

The other side of the auditorium.

Wang Ai supported his crutches with both hands, looked at Zhang Chulan who was slowly leaving, and murmured: "Is that Zhang Chulan? Old Lu, what do you think?"

"Hmph, it's just a brat." Lu Ci snorted coldly, obviously not paying attention to Zhang Chulan, under the cover of white hair and silver threads, a scarlet eye was a little muddy, looking listless, "How about it, old Wang, Disconnected?"

Wang Ai hesitated for a while, paused, and said slowly: "This? Don't you have to worry about the old master?"

"He is not a member of the Heavenly Master's Mansion yet, and the old Heavenly Master has no right to interfere." Lu Ci said disdainfully, the meaning of the two of them is already self-evident.

"It's really a big trouble." Jiang Bai sighed, shaking his head slowly, his eyes slowly opened, but a little sad.After thinking about it for a while, he stood up, and he was no longer in the mood for the next match, "Forget it, so I have two lives, so I can't do without wading through this muddy water."

After leaving the auditorium, Zhang Chulan was obviously in a good mood, with her arms folded behind her head, humming a little song, and walking in the middle of the crowd.

The aliens on both sides have obviously restrained a lot, this is respect for the strong.

Suddenly, two strangers in black suits stood in front of Zhang Chulan. Zhang Chulan frowned and looked up.

"Zhang Chulan, Lu Ci of the Ten Guys, Mr. Wang Ai, please go over there." One of them said at the right time.

"Sorry, I don't know the two old men." Zhang Chulan's expression turned serious, and his heart became a little more vigilant, and he said quickly, deliberately refusing.

"But the two old men know your grandfather." Another man in a suit said slowly, not giving Zhang Chulan a chance to refuse, "The old men are waiting for you. Please, Zhang Chulan."

After the words fell, the two made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Chulan frowned, but knew that this was to drive ducks to the shelves. After hesitating for a while, under the guidance of the two, he walked towards a courtyard in the back of Longhu Mountain.

"It's really a confused boy. At this time, I still have such a big heart." Not far away, Jiang Bai slowly shook his head. Even if he rejected the invitation of the two by force, it was better than facing the two ten guys directly. .

After the words fell, Jiang Bai also relied on the detection range of his real eyes to quietly follow Zhang Chulan.

After a while, an antique courtyard appeared in front of us. Two men in suits stepped forward, pushed open the door of the main room, and said respectfully, "Please, these are our two masters, Wang Ai, Mr. Wang and Lu Ci, Mr. Lu."

In the hut, there were two nanmu chairs, on which Lu Ci and Wang Aituan sat. After hearing the words, Wang Aicai nodded slightly, and the two opened their slightly cloudy eyes at the same time, and looked at Zhang Chulan carefully.

"Hey... Zhang Chulan, I can see you." Wang Ai's laughter was slightly sinister, but it was not at all kind and kind, and he said hoarsely.

Zhang Chulan was taken aback for a moment, waiting quietly for the next words.

"Zhang Chulan, I don't like to beat around the bush. I hand over the source of the body, and you can offer whatever you want." Lu Ci raised his head slightly, and made two gestures with his eyes. The two men in suits behind Zhang Chulan respectfully backed out.

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