shock!The big sister is crazy to criticize the villain

At this time, there are already disciples fighting each other on the martial arts platform.

The marble countertop is protected by an enchantment, so that the people under the stage can safely see the situation on the stage.

At this time, it was the fierce stage of the competition, the audience was crowded with people, everyone stretched their necks to look up, their faces full of curiosity.

Seeing the wonderful moments, I will also excitedly share my experience with fellow Taoists beside me, which can be described as very lively.

Bai Qingyue led Mu Qisheng to the disciple registration office that was in charge of registering for the competition.

Her face was so iconic that everyone in the sect, including the outer disciples, had seen her, not to mention the snow lotus-shaped jade pendant around her waist, which symbolized the identity of the elder sister.

Seeing Bai Qingyue, the disciple on duty who was still dozing off suddenly woke up and stood up abruptly.

His mind went blank for a moment, his body was stiff, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, his footsteps swayed, and he clasped his fists and said, "Big... big sister."

Bai Qingyue didn't speak, but just looked down at the registration form on his desk.

On the yellow scroll written in ink, there was a puddle of suspicious water stains, blurring the black writing.

Following her gaze, the disciple also noticed this problem, his face turned pale, his body trembled, and he quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake: "Disciple, don't dare again."

In normal times, Bai Qingyue might still mention him a few words, after all, even if she is lenient enough, other narrow-minded elders and inner disciples in the sect may not be so.

They are all strict with others and lenient with themselves. They are only allowed to set fires themselves, and they are not allowed to light lamps in the same family.

If you see him dodging here, beating and scolding will definitely be inevitable.

But at this time, she smiled lightly, and said directly: "Help me register."

What does it matter to her what other people do?

She lives in a cave, not by the sea.

As soon as this idea popped up, Bai Qingyue was stunned again.

What is going on today?

Usually she doesn't think so.

How could it be so abnormal now.

"Is senior sister going to use the ring?"

Seeing that Bai Qingyue didn't care about it, the little disciple couldn't help but secretly rejoice. While heaving a sigh of relief, he also glanced at Mu Qisheng who came with Bai Qingyue.

This man is so familiar.

Look, this clothes should not belong to their sect.

Could it be a guest who came to Zongli as a guest?

Before he could finish thinking, Bai Qingyue said, "Yes."

This made the little disciple even more curious, and he glanced at Mu Qisheng several times during registration.

Seeing Mu Qisheng felt a little uncomfortable, he straightened his clothes in a pretentious manner, and coughed twice with fists.

As everyone knows, what the little disciple thinks in his heart is——

Although the eldest sister lacks the aptitude in magic arts, she is a master in the sect when it comes to swords, and she is the well-deserved number one sword of Yun Mingzong.

This person is so bold that he dared to challenge the elder sister.

It is really courageous.

Handing the number plate to Bai Qingyue, the little disciple said: "Senior Sister, it's already registered."

Bai Qingyue nodded, and gave one of the number plates to Mu Qisheng.

Mu Qisheng imitated her appearance, clumsily pinning the number plate on his waist.

"Does the young master have a sword?"

Bai Qingyue glanced at his action of changing the number plate, and asked with a smile.

Mu Qisheng pinned the number plate and nodded: "Yes."

He raised his hand and summoned the saber.

Seeing Bai Qingyue looking at her, she couldn't help laughing and said: "This is a sword passed down from my ancestors, it was passed down to me by my father."

Bai Qingyue nodded, and glanced at the sword in his hand calmly.

Ornately decorated, the hilt studded with rubies and diamond crystals.

It looks golden and worth the money.

To sum it up in another word, it is——

vulgar.

She smiled: "Indeed, it is a good sword."

That's the only way to be worthy of a bitch.

The Xingyue sword in his hand was eager to try.

The blade of the sword trembled and rose with a clang, almost impatiently flying out of his hand to cut off the broken sword.

Bai Qingyue's eyes dimmed, and she gently groped for the hilt of the sword with her fingertips to show comfort.

The face is slightly lowered, the red lips are slightly curved, and there is a smile at the corner of the mouth.

Don't worry.

There will be fun.

Since she dared to have delusions, she didn't mind cutting off his sword, breaking his legs, and letting him crawl out from here.

She will let him never dare to think again.

Mu Qisheng, who was completely unaware of this, shuddered suddenly.

How could Yun Mingzong blow demon wind?

He couldn't help touching the goose bumps on his body.

The last round of competition has ended.

The winner is high-spirited, and the loser leaves sadly.

Before the disciples recovered from the fierce fight just now, they looked up and saw the familiar white figure.

Especially the cloud-patterned jade pendant unique to the Zongmen elder sister pinned on her waist, shining brightly in the sun.

Cool and gorgeous, with a long sword in his hand, he walked slowly onto the ring, a cold light splashed from the bright silver and white sword surface, glowing with sharp and sharp light.

"Isn't this the elder sister?"

"How did she come here?"

"Who is that young master? Looking at that posture, could it be that he wants to compete with the senior sister in swordsmanship."

"If that's the case, that young master must have a lot of knowledge in the way of swordsmanship, otherwise it wouldn't attract the interest of Senior Sister to come here to compete."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other and started talking in low voices.

Mu Qisheng more or less heard something.

The back could not help but straighten subconsciously, trying to make himself look personable, gentle and polite.

So many people saw it, and he was not the only one who lost face.

"Miss Bai, I've offended you." He looked at Bai Qingyue and bowed with his sword in his arms.

Whether it's for his own face or the family's face, he must win.

So I can only wrong the white girl.

But... losing to your future husband is not something to be ashamed of, is it?

Bai Qingyue didn't know what he was thinking, but she could see some meaning in his eyes, so she couldn't help but smile.

It seems that a broken leg is too cheap for him, or else...

Cut off the handle too.

Thanks to Bai Qingyue's blessing, more and more people gathered around, wanting to see the fight between the two on the sword path.

More, still curious in my heart.

I wonder if this senior sister is really as rumored, her strength has been greatly reduced, and she is no longer the same as before.

"Young Master Mu, you don't need to be merciful, just use your best."

Bai Qingyue raised her hand and smiled at him.

Mu Qisheng glanced at the people around the stage, and said with a smile: "Why don't Miss Bai make the first move, I'm afraid everyone will say that I bullied a weak woman."

Weak woman?

Bai Qingyue's eyes moved slightly, the tip of her tongue lightly touched her palate, her eyes glanced at him slowly, her lips curled up, and she smiled: "Okay."

I gave you a chance.

You don't want it yourself.