Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

A sharp gaze shot towards him, he knew whose gaze it was without raising his head, Gong Yilin shrank his neck, why did he look at me, it was the Amethyst Dragon King who was talking.

This is the reason. Gong Yilin knew that if he didn't explain, he would have no chance to explain. He coughed, "Rumors stop with wise men."

Qinghe continued to watch him with calm eyes, thousands of miles of waves were hidden in this clear stream.

For a moment, Gong Yilin understood the meaning in his eyes: Where did the rumors come from?

"How could Headmaster Qinghe be a woman?"

"Perhaps it is also possible. Thinking back when Qinghe was appointed as the head, he was opposed by many elders. With such a strong strength, it stands to reason that the opposition should not be so strong."

The world was spinning, and there was a lot of discussion and voices around.

In this atmosphere, the tension gradually faded away, and Gong Yilin had a magical feeling. It seemed that no matter how noisy the environment was, they were just communicating and looking at each other in the simplest way.

It's heart palpitations and horrors to be able to read the other person's thoughts with just one look.

Gong Yilin couldn't help lowering his eyes, was it because his blood was flowing in that person's body?

In fact, the Amethyst Dragon King also felt a little unkind after he blurted out. After all, he himself said at the time that he would not reveal this matter, and his actions just now were already contradictory.

Gong Yilin, "I didn't mean to."

The matter has come to this point, without too much explanation.

Qinghe, "It's not a fact, just clarify." The voice full of magnetism and power resounded through every corner, "I am a man."

"The Amethyst Dragon King has already told the truth, so why should the head deny it." Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is undoubtedly very good to use this to suppress Tianyuan's arrogance.

A big hand appeared in the sky, and before the speaker could react, he was slapped hard on the face twice, blood sprayed out along with his teeth.

Just now, the troublemaker couldn't help but secretly swallowed his saliva at this time, he was so violent, you must know that he was the head of a big sect, and his teeth fell out just like that.

"I'm a man." His cold gaze swept to the area where the discussion was the loudest just now.

The head of the sect he was staring at summoned up his courage and said: "I am the head of Chiyan Sect. Although Tianyuan is a super sect, if the head teacher insists on going his own way..."

"Noisy." A faint voice floated out, along with the man who spoke just now.

"Master!" A disciple cried out, watching helplessly as the master of his sect was beaten to the other side of the mountain.

Qing He's eyes fell on the Chi Yan Sect disciple who just spoke, "Are you going to accompany him?"

The disciple hurriedly shook his head, what a joke, even the head of the sect was sent flying somewhere, he didn't have the guts to challenge Qinghe's authority.

"I'm a man." Qinghe said lightly.

"Teacher Qinghe is a man!" Chiyan Sect disciple hurriedly repeated.

"The voice is too low." Another slap flew away between the words.

"I am male."

"Headmaster Qinghe is a man!!" All of them shouted with red faces and thick necks.

The Amethyst Dragon King had a playful expression on his face. This style is quite appropriate. If it is really a woman who snatches it back and becomes the dragon mother of the outstanding older Qinglong in the clan, it would be nice.

"Who else expressed doubts?" Qinghe stood up, and many timid people stood up reflexively, making defensive movements.

In the tense atmosphere, a calm voice came, "Everyone is here to watch the competition, and Headmaster Qinghe doesn't need to be so angry."

Who is so daring to stand up and reason at this time? Everyone looked at the source of the speech. A beautiful man in luxurious clothes sat there gracefully and calmly, with a free and noble aura on his body.

Seeing the man in luxurious clothes, everyone understood.

"It turned out to be Mr. Nalan, one of the 'Four Wonders of Calligraphy and Painting'."

"Young master Nalan started his career with painting. He is the most outstanding generation of the Nalan family. Nalan's daughter is married to a martial arts family, and the relationship is intricate. No wonder he has the confidence to speak."

Gong Yilin glanced at the leisurely and contented man, and felt displeased with his intuition. This superior style was similar to that of his senior brother. Because he came from a secular imperial family, that senior dressed in an aristocratic style. The difference was that his senior was A kind of boldness overlooking the common people, but the man in luxurious clothes only gave him a feeling of high-mindedness and low-handedness, and a pretentious posture.

Qinghe glanced at him with a condensed expression, but did not directly move.

Gong Yilin was even more curious about this so-called Young Master Nalan, what was the identity behind this person, and even Qinghe was a bit afraid.

He thought for a while and stepped forward, "What this young master said is right. You should have handed over a low-grade treasure to watch a competition, not a play." Gong Yilin said, "I have no time to speculate on some groundless things. , everyone might as well imagine how to cast the votes in your hands for a while.”

Nalan Yihuang on the audience stage frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with this person stealing his words and stealing his limelight.

"Go and find out the details of this person for me." Nalan Yihuang turned his head and whispered to a subordinate in black.

The subordinate in black replied: "Yes." By the way, he glanced at Gong Yilin sympathetically, the young master likes to play the game of cat and mouse the most, and if he misses him, he will definitely end up worse than death.

The sinister smile in Nalan Yihuang's eyes was fleeting, and he leaned back on the chair, returning to the attitude of a master.

Qinghe on the other side of the main seat took Nalan Yihuang's expression back into his eyes, and his eyes were slightly cold.

In any case, at this time Gongyilin had already attracted the attention of the public.

Everyone looked down at the votes in their hands and voted for Gongyilin. They were afraid of offending the Dragon Clan. If they voted for the Dragon Clan, they would definitely be regarded as bullying and afraid of strength. More aesthetically pleasing?

Gong Yilin, "Voting to determine the result of the competition is no small matter. You can think carefully and make a decision after fifty breaths."

Having said that, Gong Yilin glanced at Emperor Nalan Yi from the corner of his eye, just a moment ago, there was a murderous intent flowing from this person, although it is not completely certain, but most likely it was directed at himself.

This fleeting killing intent made him secretly beware from the bottom of his heart.

"Fat bug, come out and work!" After communicating with his spiritual thoughts, Gong Yilin quietly let go of the storage bag.

Gu King poked out half of his chubby head, squinted his eyes, "Who are you doing?"

"Did you see that innocent son, it's him, you go and follow him."

Although King Gu doesn't like Gongyilin, and still dreams of conquering the world with his original master, he treats foreign enemies in the same way: he can do whoever feels uncomfortable!

The small, almost invisible eyes glanced at the direction Gong Yilin quietly pointed out to him.

Chin up sixty degrees, damn it!

Those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. Gong Yilin has his own evaluation of people, which invisibly affects Gu King's vision of people.

The chin was raised thirty degrees, it deserves a beating!

Chin up 45 degrees, bitch!

Those who have checked 45 degrees like Nalan Yihuang are all damned!

At such a short distance, even though Gu King had carefully covered up his whereabouts, the Amethyst Dragon King keenly caught its tracks.

Under the sunlight, the Gu King's entire body turned transparent, and the only way to trace it was to look for the Gu King's aura.

The Amethyst Dragon King's heart is pounding. As we all know, the body of the Amethyst Dragon is the most special among the dragons. Their whole body is like a purple crystal, crystal clear, and as beautiful as an amethyst mine, so they are named Amethyst. dragon.

The dragon clan is greedy for money. Generally, dragons like gold, silver, and giant treasures, but amethyst dragons love crystals the most, and their caves are all made of crystals.

Seeing Gu King's transparent state now, Longan's eyesight is far superior to that of ordinary people, and that fleshy little body is twisted and twisted like jelly, it's simply... so touching!

It is said that King Gu was preparing to complete the task assigned by Gongyilin, when he suddenly felt a perverted gaze staring at him, he hurriedly turned his head to look around, and communicated with Gongyilin with his spiritual thoughts: "I have a feeling that I am in danger, someone Seems like they're trying to kill me."

"At most it's a conspiracy." Gong Yilin guessed, "There is a dragon behind you, it seems that he has taken a fancy to you."

The Gu king didn't take it seriously at first, until the gaze became more and more fiery. When he turned his head, he was immediately scared back by the vertical pupils exuding strong affection, and retreated all the way back into the storage bag of Gongyilin. The storage bag escaped, every time the sea butterfly came out to stun it and threw it into the bag, but this time the Gu King took the initiative to get in, and by the way he tied the bag tightly, wishing to seal it.

Being spotted by a dragon?What a joke, the cockroaches of the Guanglong clan are twice as big as its body.

Gongyilin didn't pull it out to force it to follow Nalan Yihuang, but folded his arms and looked at the Purple Crystal Dragon King leisurely.

"Give it to me." The Amethyst Dragon King controlled his emotions, "You will win this game, and I will give you ten more high-grade treasures."

To be honest, this is a very reasonable transaction. Although Gu King is precious, its value is far inferior to ten high-grade treasures, but Gong Yilin denied it, "This is impossible."

"If I kill you, I can get the same."

Gong Yilin was exceptionally calm, "This is the Gu King that my senior brother sent me to protect me. To some extent, it is a kind of Companion Gu. I am going to die, do you think it can survive?"

Originally, he had prepared other plans, using a precious crystal to attract the coveted Amethyst Dragon King. Crystals are rare to end this turmoil. , earning a fortune.

Unexpectedly, the Amethyst Dragon King was interested in the Gu King, so the matter was much simpler.

To say that Gongyilin has a subtle feeling in his heart, I don't know when the senior brother gave it the Gu King, did he think that one day, this fat bug would not only be able to test poison, but also be used to carry out beauty tricks.

The green vertical pupils were like a pool of cold pools, staring straight at Gongyilin, who was unmoved, and let him look at him enough, and finally did not forget to comb his hair, "How about it, am I as tall as I am?" beautiful?"

The implication is, admit defeat, admit defeat quickly.

The eyes of more than a dozen giant dragons were all focused on the Dragon King. Several young dragons were seeing such a scene for the first time, and they couldn't help worrying, "King, are you going to lose?"

"The king will never lose," said a dragon glaring at Gongyilin, wishing to burn him to ashes, "These humans are too cunning to set traps for us to jump. "

"Human beings are really disgusting." The young dragon said indignantly.

"It's a pity that the number of our race is too small." The adult dragon sighed, "Even if there are hundreds of times more, without a dragon and a mountain, it is impossible for this vast continent to be occupied by our race."

It has to be said that some people are born unfair because of their aptitude, rich and poor, but the gods of each ethnic group are relatively fair. He gave dragons the ability to be born powerful, but gave them the lowest ability to reproduce, and although humans There are good and bad, one genius among ten thousand people, one peerless genius among one million people, one monstrous talent in one era, and the number of them is extremely huge, once gathered together, no one can ignore it.

When encountering someone like Gong Yilin who doesn't play cards according to common sense, he can only admit defeat obediently.