Wild Beast Concubine: Stunning Emperor's Favorite

Yun Ranyue learned about the changed rules from Long Yeyan.

That is to say, in order to let her die, the vice president specially asked the monk alliance to add a rule to the Zongmen Grand Competition——

All sects in the Northern Territory must participate in the sect competition, otherwise the sect will be forcibly disbanded.

This alliance of monks is really majestic!

A cold light flashed in her black eyes, and she pursed her lips and said, "But this may not be a good thing for me."

Long Yeyan's eyes were deep, looking at her, this woman seemed to have a magical power, even if she couldn't see her whole face, it was still hard to look away.

Just like at this moment, she looks confident, as if her whole body is emitting a radiant light.

It is undeniable that the interest in his heart became more and more intense, he rubbed his fingers slightly, and couldn't help recalling the touch when he held her hand just now, there was no resentment or rejection, there was only a desire for further contact.

"So... what are you going to do? You have more than one sect, which sect will you represent in the competition?"

Long Yeyan has never been a person who cares about other things, but he has made an exception several times with Yun Ranyue.

Yun Ranyue looked at him slyly: "Isn't there no sense of mystery if you say it? You will know soon. Speaking of it, it seems that the registration deadline is today, and I have to go out."

After speaking, she left the place like a gust of wind.

The corners of Long Yeyan's mouth raised unconsciously.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the edge of the pool. It was a pair of white shoes embroidered with exquisite patterns.

The moment he saw the shoes, he immediately remembered the white and slender insteps and the small and round toes when the other party entered the water.

His throat slipped, his eyes dimmed.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Uncle Ye, my mother's shoes fell into your room, can I come in and get them?"

"Come in."

Long Yeyan returned to his normal expression, watched Xiaoyi come in and take away Yun Ranyue's shoes, and ran out again.

After a while, both mother and son went out.

He looked at the jar of spiritual honey on the table, and suddenly said to himself: "It seems that after the Zongmen Grand Competition, it is necessary to go back to see the elder brother."

……

The base of the Crimson Alliance of Crimson Cloud City is located not far from the gate of Canglan College. The words "Alliance of Cultivators" on the door plaque are written very large, for fear that others will not see it.

The inside is also decorated resplendently and magnificently.

Once inside, the bustling crowds are full of people, but none of them have a high level of cultivation. At a glance, they are all poor monks.

This is normal, because the monk alliance's change of the rules of the sect competition has just been released, and those sects who do not plan to participate in the competition have to sign up.

These sects are all small sects, and the quality of their disciples is also the worst. After all, if Gengu talent is good, who would go to a small sect without cultivation resources?

As soon as Yunranyue and Xiaoyi entered, they attracted everyone's attention.

Yun Ranyue has a good temperament, and Xiao Yi looks exquisitely carved, which is incompatible with the monks around her.

"You are also here to register? Come here to register!"

At this time, a middle-aged man who was in charge of registration suddenly stood up, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The vice president personally greeted, if this woman shows up, make sure she signs up!

Yun Ranyue led Xiaochen and walked over.

"I'm here to sign up on behalf of the Nine Star Sword Sect."

She said slowly in a lazy voice.

"Report the names of the contestants."

"September."

"Take out the sect token."

Yun Ranyue took out the token, and the middle-aged man confirmed that it was correct, and quickly entered her name and sect into a jade slip, and the registration was completed in a short while.

"Okay, you can leave now. Tomorrow afternoon, the Zongmen Grand Competition will start. Remember to be there on time."

As soon as the registration was completed, the middle-aged man threw a jade slip representing the qualifications to her, and waved away impatiently.

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished registering yet."

"What do you mean?" The middle-aged man frowned at her, thinking that she was going to make trouble.

Yun Ranyue curled her lips and took out the token of the Ghost King Sect.

"I, Jiuyue, represent Ghost King Zong to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition."

"What, what?"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the pitch-black token in her hand.

There was a suffocating cold and gloomy aura coming from above, this sect token was definitely not a fake!

Five years ago, the ghost king's sect destroyed the sect, but he didn't find the sect token. Unexpectedly, it was in the hands of this woman!

Yun Ranyue raised her eyebrows:

"Why? Can't you? Your rules don't say that you can't register again, right?"

The middle-aged man sneered in his heart, he had never seen such a person who was so eager to seek death.

"of course can."

Representing one more sect means one more competition in each round. Isn't this courting death?

Soon, he gave Yun Ranyue another jade slip for the competition.

However, Yun Ranyue hadn't left yet, and she saw two more tokens out of thin air in her hand.

"By the way, register the Wuji Danzong and Chiyangqizong as well."