Dressed as Jackie Chan Aotian, countless big guys are vying to be my dog ​​licker

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

No one seems to have recovered from all this... Until Zhou Qing stepped down, no one could believe that this man actually defeated Ye Zongsi? !

And when everyone understood that the result of the game had come out, the monks below burst into cheers.

In a daze, Xie Wangyan seemed to hear someone sighing above him... He looked up at the sky, but could only see the Ye family's fairy ship leaving, as if it was all his imagination just now.

On the other side, the boy was still looking at the stage——

"...No wonder the master wants to accept him as his disciple."

The young man muttered, "He is indeed better than that bullshit Ye Zongsi."

Xie Wangyan's eyelids twitched a few times.

"Your master?"

"Huh?" The young man turned back, looked him up and down, seemed to have remembered something, and then suddenly realized, "It's you."

"Me?" Xie Wangyan pointed at himself.

When did he become so famous?

"That beauty is a disaster."

The boy blurted out in the next second.

"But..." He looked at Xie Wangyan a few times, "...it's really not bad."

Xie Wangyan:...

He was also numb.

I don’t know how I, a straight man, turned into a beauty and a disaster?

He saw clearly the waistband on the young man's waist, and wanted to inquire for Zhou Qing, so he asked, "Who is your master? Does he also like Zhou Qing?"

"My master." The young man exclaimed, "Of course he is the most powerful person in the world."

He seemed to have remembered something and looked at Xie Huanyan defensively, "Is it possible that you have a crush on my master?"

"..." Xie Wangyan didn't bother to explain.

But when he thought of the Kunlun Sword Sect and the most powerful person in the world, a character appeared in his mind - the Kunlun Sword Immortal in the original text, who was also a true ancestor...

It's just that this person has been staying behind closed doors.

I have never left Kunlun, and I don’t know how many thousands of years I have lived.

Xie Wangyan always had the image of an old man in his heart.

This person has always appeared in the background of novels and has never actually appeared... But if the other party is interested in Zhou Qing, it is still a good place to go.

Perhaps because of the time spent together, and the fact that Zhou Qing took great care of him, Xie Wangyan hoped that this little world friend he had temporarily met could have a good place in Yuqing.

He looked at the young man and said, "Your master wants to accept him as his disciple... Is it possible that he is here?"

"Ha." The young man raised his nose in the air, "What kind of joke are you talking about?"

"My master can come to this place where three-legged cats play and play."

He looked at Xie Wangyan and muttered, "...If you want to come to our sect through him, I advise you to give up on this idea——"

"Don't be rude."

While he was talking, a young man who looked very noble came over and knocked the young man on the forehead.

He looked at Xie Wang and said, "This person who talks openly will offend a lot of people."

He seemed to have noticed the gazes of others, and looked at Xie Wangyan probingly, "But we do have something to ask for, why don't we go to the immortal boat to talk about it?"

This man's words were polite, but his methods were tough - he almost didn't wait for Xie Huanyan's answer before he was taken directly into the fairy boat above.

Xie Wangyan was caught in the young man's hand, almost powerless to resist... It wasn't until he landed in the fairy boat that the young man apologized, "This happened unexpectedly. Please forgive me for being rude."

Xie Wangyan said nothing, just touched his wrist.

He was just brought up by this young man's wrist... I don't know what happened to his body. Although he was already the body of a monk, he was still very sensitive to pain, as if he had merged with himself. generally.

The third child in the dormitory used to always say that he was so squeamish, but he didn't expect that he was still like this in the world of cultivation. He touched his wrist a few times, and finally just looked at the young man in front of him——

"What if I don't forgive?"

Xie Wangyan said directly.

The young man glanced at him, took out a jade bottle from his arms, and pushed it in front of Xie Wangyan.

"I was rude just now." He motioned to Xie Yanyan to apply it on his wrist, "I just forgot to stop using it."

His cultivation level is much higher than Xie Wangyan's, and his natural sharpness as a swordsman is unstoppable. When he catches Xie Wangyan, he can't help but hurt the opponent a little bit - given the difference in realm, this small amount of damage will indeed cause Xie Wangyan pain. Unbearable.

Xie Wangyan didn't look at the jade bottle pushed in front of him.

The entire fairy boat is luxuriously decorated, and there is no shortage of spirit gathering arrays and various spiritual treasures... And there is a mirror in the distance of the fairy boat. Other than that, there are only two people in front of them in the whole fairy boat.

In the original work, the Kunlun Sword Sect did come.

But only two people came.

They are all disciples, disciples and grandchildren - there are not many plots involving Kunlun in the original work at this stage, and Xie Wangyan can barely identify the identities of these two people.

One is a young disciple of Lingxi Peak.

One is the top disciple of Qionghua Peak.

The two of them are at different levels, so it can only be said that they are brothers. They came here just to see the world and see what the outstanding young heroes in the world are like, and they are not planning to enter the Dragon Dragon Abyss to practice.

After all, when it comes to a blessed place for cultivation, Kunlun Sword Sect also has a wonderland of caves and voids, which is suitable for disciples to practice.

"What you want is Zhou Qing."

Xie Wangyan stood up and looked at the young man in front of him, as well as the young man on the other side who was scratching his head anxiously.

"You've got the wrong person to come to me."

As he spoke, he stopped looking at the two people behind him and walked to the edge of the fairy boat - below was the competition venue, and in his eyes, the fairy boat rose rapidly, and soon Penglai Fairy Mountain was no longer visible. .

The fairy boat was completely trapped in the clouds.

Xie Wangyan put his hands on the door frame of the fairy boat and looked back at the two people from the Kunlun Sword Sect.

He tilted his head and looked at them.

Then took a step back.

Then the body suddenly fell... and fell into the clouds.

He was about to take out his natal sword from his storage bag. The next second he felt his body light up, and the clouds beside him were like soft cotton, gently supporting his body.

He looked up and saw the two people who were about to get off the fairy boat together.

Then he heard the gentle force holding his body and said——

"My disciple is a little anxious..."

The voice was a little cold, but not too cold.

Xie Huanyan felt spiritual power wrapping around his body, making him fall very slowly, and the voice spoke unhurriedly in his ears.

"It happened suddenly because the incident itself was somewhat beyond our expectations..."

"Maybe this little friend knows a monk named Meng Xiuyan."

Meng Xiuyan?

Of course Xie Wangyan remembered that this was the former genius who was deposed in the Meng family, and he also remembered that he and he had spent some time together on the boat crossing the Tianmen Sea.

How could this person be related to the Kunlun Sword Sect?

"He said he could predict the future..."

"And you are related to my Kunlun Sword Sect."