Master is different

The two went back to Luhua Hall for dinner, and then went to Juzhan Peak together.

The conference is about to start. There are several teams lined up under one side of the high platform. They are all disciples from various sects. They are all ready to go to the stage to draw their own numbers. At that time, those with the same number will compete together on the stage and advance to the next level after passing the decisive victory.

During the meeting, it was stipulated that the disciples could also engage in a battle. If both parties agree, there is no need to draw lots, and the winner can directly advance to the next round.

However, each person has only one chance to fight.

And in order to protect the fairness of the conference, it is not allowed to engage in an appointment with brothers from the same sect.

As in the previous period, very few disciples chose to make an appointment in the first round of competition, and most of them wanted to pass the first round to see how strong other people are, and then make an appointment after thinking about it for a while.

The disciples who can represent the sect on stage in the conference are all elites within the sect. Yun Tong is also one of the outstanding disciples of the Shangxuan Xianzong, and he volunteered to take the stage in the first round.

Coincidentally, I met Qin Haoxuan who was also about to make a big splash on stage.

"Where's that little brother of yours?" Seeing Yuntong, Qin Haoxuan opened his mouth and asked, and then strode forward to stop him in front of Yuntong, preventing him from going on stage.

Yuntong frowned, "You haven't given up yet."

As he spoke, he glanced up and down at Qin Haoxuan.

The attitude of the little senior brother last time was already obvious enough, and this person really clung to him as he expected.

Sure enough, Qin Haoxuan smiled coldly, with hatred in his eyes, "Today, I will make an appointment with him in front of everyone."

Seeing how he refused, thinking of this, Qin Haoxuan gritted his teeth and continued, "This despicable villain."

Just listening to him, Yuntong also said that this person is really stubborn, and suddenly heard such a sentence, "What do you mean?"

Qin Haoxuan: "Oh, what do you mean?"

Yuntong looked at him, and Qin Haoxuan stared at him fiercely, "If it wasn't for him, how could I be punished."

Qin Haoxuan said a few more words, and Yuntong realized later that he was punished by the Six Swords Sect when he blatantly blocked him and Wen Yang at Juzhan Peak that day.

But it shouldn't be...

Yuntong had heard rumors that the head of the Six Swords Sect was the most face-saving and unreasonable, and he even punished his disciples for trivial matters.

That day, the two sides had nothing more than a few verbal disputes, not to mention that it was Qin Haoxuan who was ashamed, but in the end it was him who was punished.

Thinking of this, Yuntong couldn't help but sigh, and looked at Qin Haoxuan who was looking at him and still saying something angrily, with sympathy in his eyes.

It seems that the rumors are wrong, the head of the Six Swords Sect is quite reasonable.

Yun Tong didn't want to have more verbal arguments with him, and the little senior brother didn't seem to be around recently, and he hadn't seen him for many days, and was thinking about how to send him away, when he saw the person in front of him suddenly turn in another direction and go.

Yun Tong looked up.

In the direction Qin Haoxuan left, there happened to be a person walking.

·

After Wen Yang and Xi Heng arrived at Juzhan Peak, the latter walked towards the main seat, while Wen Yang patrolled the arena, and after seeing Yun Tong, he walked towards the high platform.

Before Wen Yang approached, Qin Haoxuan's high-pitched voice came over, his whole body was full of evil spirits, and he looked towards Wen Yang angrily, "Wen Yang!"

The sound was too loud, attracting countless people to look at them.

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows.

who is this...

At the same time, the other party is on the high platform.

"Just separated, still watching?" Li Zhi looked at Xi Heng with great interest who was still staring at the back of his little apprentice after parting.

Li Zhi said quietly: "Is it so reluctant?"

Xi Heng seemed to have never heard of it.

Li Zhi suddenly wondered, is this the Li Wang Immortal Venerable he knew.

Several peak masters and elders of Shangxuan Xianzong were relieved when they saw that Xi Heng had finally arrived, and at the same time were puzzled.

Xi Heng has never been like this before... asking them to wait so many people.

Xi Heng, who had no interest in other people's thoughts at all, still kept his eyes on Wen Yang, without blinking.

The scene of Qin Haoxuan running towards Wen Yang from a distance below was naturally seen by him, and Xi Heng's eyes darkened.

"Master Mo." Xi Heng said calmly, and slowly moved his eyes to look at Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiaoben was still talking to his big apprentice Qin Yuan who was summoned by him, when he suddenly heard Xi Heng's voice, he turned his head.

Xi Heng's expression was a little indifferent, inexplicably showing a little coldness and ruthlessness, and there was a hint of deterrence when he spoke, "I think I made it very clear last time."

Hearing this, Mo Xiao was startled, at first he didn't react, then he saw Xi Heng glanced at him, then looked away, and finally landed somewhere in the audience...

It was the second disciple whom he had just warned a few days ago.

Mo Xiao's face darkened, he turned his head to look at Qin Yuan, and said in a calm voice, "Go and take your junior brother away."

Qin Yuan looked in the direction of Mo Xiao's gaze, saw Qin Haoxuan, nodded, and went down.

Seeing that he was gone, Mo Xiao turned his head to look at Xi Heng through the gazes of the other lords in the middle, and finally exhaled a foul breath, and said slowly: "Is Li Wang Immortal still satisfied?"

Xi Heng looked back and nodded lightly.

Another hasty look, as if he didn't pay attention to him at all, Mo Xiao spat hard in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

***

I still remember a few days ago, when the two were in the hall, Xi Heng only released a ray of coercion in front of Mo Xiao, and he was overwhelmed. He was able to suppress him so easily, his strength is self-evident.

Just thinking about that day, Mo Xiao suddenly felt his back go numb, the feeling of powerlessness of being pinned down from head to toe, unable to move like an ant is shocking.

This man is unfathomable.

Mo Xiaoyuan thought that for Li Wang to be promoted to the altar by everyone for so many years, there is a bit of false fame in it, but he doesn't know that the other party is really not to be messed with.

Thinking of this, he no longer wanted to compete with the other party.

At the same time, knowing that Li Wang was because of his second disciple, Mo Xiao knew very well that the other party's temper... Kong has arrogance but no strength to be blindly arrogant, and it is not impossible to cause trouble, so he punished him lightly.

Looking at it now, it was indeed Qin Haoxuan who picked it up, Mo Xiao clicked his tongue.

He's just a boy from the Middle Three Realms, yet Li Wang attaches so much importance to it...

Mo Xiao stared at the figure standing opposite Qin Haoxuan below, and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Keenly aware of a strange and uncomfortable gaze looking at him, Wen Yang looked in the direction of that gaze without hesitation, and then met Mo Xiao's gaze.

Mo Xiao was surprised, he didn't expect Wen Yang to be so sharp.

However, in the next second, a scene happened that made Mo Xiao feel the anger rising in his heart, but Jianwen Yang just glanced at him and then quickly retracted his gaze without stopping for a moment.

Li Wang is like this, even his disciples despise him like this.

When was the majestic Master of the Six Swords Sect so neglected? Mo Xiao's heart surged with arrogance.

After a hasty glance at Mo Xiao, Wen Yang was called out by Yun Tong, "Little brother, you are here!"

Yuntong passed Qin Haoxuan and blocked him directly behind him, smiling with Wen Yang, "Little brother, do you want to draw lots? Let's go together."

As he said that, Yun Tong was going to take Wen Yang away, lest Qin Haoxuan would not give up and want to have a fight.

But soon, Qin Yuan's arrival interrupted Qin Haoxuan who was about to ask for a fight, "Haoxuan."

When Qin Haoxuan saw it was him, the expression on his face changed again and again.

Qin Yuan didn't intend to say anything more, he nodded to Wen Yang and Wen Yang after making eye contact with Qin Haoxuan, and they walked away one after another.

Yun Tong breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally left."

·

Afterwards, Wen Yang let Yun Tong take him through the lottery draw, and met Mu Congxue again not long after. Hearing Yun Tong talk about what happened just now, Mu Congxue finally had the mood to accompany him to complain this time.

Mu Congxue was also puzzled, "Why are you still staring at A Yang?"

Yuntong: "That's right."

"These senior brothers, one is holding on to my senior brother, and the other is always making trouble for A Yang, Liu Jianmen really can't afford to lose." Mu Congxue curled his lips.

Hearing the previous sentence he said, Yuntong paused, "I can't tell, Qin Yuan is also like this?"

The final match of the last conference was between Qin Yuan and Mu Congyan, and it was also that match that made Qin Yuan miss the leader of the Nine Sects Conference, not to mention the lack of a chance to shine, and Mu Congyan Smoke hit the face.

Wen Yang heard the two talking, the topic suddenly turned to him.

When Yun Tong heard that Mu Congxue mentioned that Qin Yuan always went to Mu Congyan to exchange ideas, he suddenly sighed, "Little brother, Qin Haoxuan is probably going to follow you from now on."

The moment the voice came, Wen Yang glanced over his head, and out of the corner of his eyes, a familiar figure approached.

Wen Yang turned his eyes slightly, then raised his lips, "Really."

Yuntong and Mu Congxue nodded repeatedly, and Mu Congxue agreed, "That's right, people in Liujianmen hold grudges."

Seeing that Mu Congxue spoke eloquently and was worried that the little senior brother would be worried because of this, Yuntong immediately comforted him, "But it's okay, little senior brother, don't be afraid, yes-"

However, before he finished speaking, Wen Yang suddenly said, "I'm not afraid."

Yun Tong paused, and then heard another sentence, "Master is here."

"Ah," Yun Tong was stunned, then suddenly turned his head and saw something, and quickly widened his eyes, "Your Majesty."

Mu Congxue bowed immediately, "Immortal Liwang."

Xiheng didn't know when he came down from the stage, and many disciples around him looked at him carefully, saluting and curious at the same time, but at the same time they didn't dare to look too presumptuously.

"Master." Wen Yang raised his eyebrows at Xi Heng.

Xi Heng waved hands with the others, then went to look at Wen Yang, his eyes flicked across his eyebrows, his throat moved for a moment, "Mmm."

Wen Yang walked over, Xi Heng saw this and led him to the other side.

Yuntong and Mu Congxue didn't follow, they stayed where they were.

Mu Congxue was stunned, "Where is the Immortal taking A Yang?"

Yuntong shook his head, "I don't know either."

Mu Congxue touched his nose, and came over to take the person away just after the lottery was drawn. What does this mean?

·

"Where is Master taking me?"

Before he knew it, Wen Yang followed Xi Heng to the main hall of Juzhan Peak. Right now, everyone was competing in the arena, and there was no one around at the moment, so it was a little quiet.

Xi Heng paused, "Is your competition in the afternoon?"

Wen Yang raised his eyes, "Yes."

The lottery he drew was at the bottom of the list, and suddenly thought of something, Wen Yang said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to win?"

Xi Heng looked down at him, "No."

Wen Yang didn't believe it.

Xi Heng laughed, "I'm not afraid that you won't be able to beat me."

Wen Yang raised his eyes and glanced at him, hiding his provocation, obviously still not believing it.

Seeing him like this, the smile on Xi Heng's lips deepened, he raised his finger, touched a strand of hair on Wen Yang's shoulder, twisted it lightly, and coaxed softly, "My Yang'er is the most powerful. "

Wen Yang's expression darkened immediately, and he was about to throw him away.

Suddenly, the hand that was twirling his hair moved a bit, and pressed against his back shoulder, with a little force, he pulled him into his arms.

"what to do……"

Wen Yang heard Xi Heng's voice saying something softly, the tone was very low, some couldn't hear clearly, it seemed like a murmur.

"Suddenly I want to be partial."

The words were endless, Wen Yang didn't have time to think about why Xi Heng hugged him, and his attention was slightly diverted by his words.

Perhaps after the other party's identity was confessed, apart from the master-student relationship, there was another layer of intimacy between them - a relationship that no one else knew about. Wen Yang couldn't raise his guard against Xi Heng any more. Subconsciously asked, "What?"

Xi Heng leaned down, resting his chin on his shoulder, his warm breath blowing past, twitching Wen Yang's hair.

"I'm afraid you will get hurt," Xi Heng said in a low voice, "I want you not to participate in the competition."

It's like knowing that the other party will not be injured, Xi Heng will also be worried.

It's instinctive.

"Don't get hurt..." Xi Heng's Adam's apple rolled, and a soft word came out of his mouth slowly, with a hint of pleading.

Say it carefully, and at the same time make it impossible to say no.

"I'd be worried."