"Brother, pay attention to your image in front of outsiders."

Song Li reminded him abruptly.

"That's my personality, what kind of image do I want?"

Taigui, who was trained once more, was honest and muttered unconvinced.

"That's right, big brother, you've thrown your shame into the entire cultivation world," junior sister Tai Luan added, "A few days ago, the Demon Sect sent people to discuss with the Shushan faction about their sect master and the Shushan faction's leader. In the marriage of the daughter of the door, there was a quarrel at the slightest disagreement. The Momen specially brought you up, senior brother, to sneer at the Shushan faction. Everyone is familiar with your style. It's all thanks to you, senior brother, to make a rebuttal and anger the head of the Shushan faction."

"It's easy to say, I'm so invincible~"

Taigui's face was full of joy.

"Brother, you need to show some face..."

The conversation behind him made Ye Chuyang couldn't help laughing, and he turned his attention to the competition stage again. Among the two new disciples who had entered the competition, there was a familiar face, which made him stunned for a moment.

"That is……"

"It's Jiang Yun." Song Li gave him an affirmative answer. "You should still remember him?"

"Remember." Ye Chuyang had only left for a short period of time. Of course, he would not forget Jiang Yun. Not long ago, he defeated him.

It's just that the Jiang Yun in front of him is not that Jiang Yun, and his face is still the same, but the flamboyant red hair is dull, as if covered with a layer of ink, glowing with a deep black.

"he's gone?"

Ye Chuyang asked, the Jiang Yun who appeared on the competition stage is different from the red-haired arrogant attitude in terms of demeanor and actions, this should be the real Jiang Yun.

"I sent him away myself."

Song Li's words were full of murderous intent. Although Ye Chuyang didn't know why the time passed so quickly here, he just lay down for a while, and Jiang Yun has become a cultivator here.

Hearing Song Li's words, he still couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for Hongmao.

It must be very sour to be sent out of this world by the Marshal himself.

"Has a long time passed?"

No wonder the urgency.

"Ah."

Song Li nodded, and brushed back a strand of white hair that mischievously ran to Ye Chuyang's forehead and behind his ears: "I have lost you for many days."

Ye Chuyang's heart beat unavoidably.

Got teased.

He came to this conclusion easily, because this is exactly what he often did to the Marshal before.

He smiled, "Anyway, I'm back now, I'm not going anywhere, I'm just by your side, helping you make up for what you lost."

Love story, simple.

"And, I can give you more."

He tilted his body and raised his eyebrows at Song Li: "Are you happy?"

"More? Are you sure he'll be happy with this face?" The dishonest Tai Gui approached again.

Even Ye Chuyang was a little helpless this time.

He and Song Li looked at each other, and ended the topic tacitly: "Forget it, we'll talk about it later."

There is no rush at this moment.

Song Li asked him to come back, and probably won't let him go for a while.

The competition is a very important event in the cultivation world. Except for unreliable heads like Tai Gui, the heads of other sects are still very reliable.

Concentrating on the competition of his own disciples, the time passed quickly, and when the disciples of all factions were a little tired, the competition was temporarily over.

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