I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

But in an instant, the two of them fell from midair to the ground.

The immortals and demons waited eagerly for a long time, and finally someone came.But seeing that both of them were unharmed, the outcome of the match became confusing.

Someone in the crowd made a doubtful voice, "Did these two win?"

Lang Chan walked up to Wen Xia'er, was taken aback when he saw the person standing next to him, then cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Lord Miaoyinqing."

The man in white nodded his head, and suddenly a dozen or so disciples wearing the same color robes as him came out of the crowd, walked up to him, bowed respectfully, and said in unison: "Little uncle."

Wen Xia looked at the man in white again, then pulled Lang Chan aside and asked, "Who is he, do you know him?"

Lang Chan replied: "He is the son of Linhuai Jun's family, and he is practicing Taoism in Yuze Mountain. Although he is young, his seniority is higher than us."

Wen Xia nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly walked up to the other party and asked in a bad tone: "Did you break through my formation early in the morning?"

The man in white glanced at him and said lightly, "Yes."

Wen Xia said: "Then why do you still act like you're being suppressed by me? Are you playing around..."

"Which side won?!" Someone from the Demonic Path asked loudly.

"Isn't this nonsense? Our young master must have won!"

"Young Master's cultivation is indeed not weak, but I saw that the person facing Immortal Dao seems to be Jun Wang from Yuze Mountain..."

Wen Xia'er's words were overshadowed, he frowned and was about to continue when Lang Chan asked him, "Ah Yang, did you win or lose?"

"I……"

"I lost." Jun Ling's deep and deep voice sounded, and a few words lightly and shallowly sounded like a thunder on the ground, causing both sides to explode.

"I said that our young master will win, and you see, the young master really won!"

"Young Lord is mighty!"

Wen Xia'er frowned even more upon hearing this, not only did she not have the slightest joy of victory on her face, on the contrary she became a little annoyed.

If a talisman cultivator cannot defeat the opponent before the sword cultivator gets close, then the talisman cultivator is defeated; if a formation cultivator is easily broken by the sword cultivator, then the formation cultivator is also defeated.

But today he had both of them in this person, and the loss was a crushing defeat.

Others don't know the outcome of this duel, so can the two of them still be unclear?

Thinking of this, Wen Xiayou became angry. He would rather fall off the Chongyun Tower and lie on the bed for ten days and a half months than be rescued by Jun Lingshen. In his opinion, the other party's move is undoubtedly He is severely humiliating that he is inferior to others.

Lang Chan at the side saw that Xia Er's expression was not right, and asked, "Ah Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Xia replied with a sullen face: "I'm fine, but I have something to say to this gentleman."

He said to Jun Ling: "Young Master Jun from Linhuai, right? Let's compete again, if this time I..."

"Your things." Jun Lingshen took out something and handed it to Wen Xiaer.

In the clean white palm with well-defined knuckles, lay a slender golden fire pattern hairpin quietly.

The sullenness in Wen Xia'er's chest was suppressed, neither advancing nor retreating, after taking it from the opponent's hand with her lips tightly pressed, she finally said unwillingly: "Thank you..."

Jun Ling nodded to him expressionlessly, and then walked out of the crowd with a group of disciples around him.

He tightly held the hairpin in his hand without saying a word, Lang Chan asked him: "Why is your gilded fire hairpin in the hands of Lord Miaoyinqing?"

He regained his senses and put the gilded fire hairpin on his head again, and replied in a bad tone: "It's nothing, he just picked it up for me."