After wandering around for a while, he still couldn't find a place. Zeng Shushu was worried and kept saying, "I knew I should have lined up last night. Now these new disciples have taken up good places."

Looking at Zeng Shushu's appearance, Zhang Xiaofan was stunned. He could see that Zeng Shushu seemed to have some illusions about senior sister Lu Xueqi.

But according to the response of younger martial brother mu, they are supposed to be lovers. Now they are so calm. I don't know whether it is good or bad. It seems appropriate to remind Zeng Shushu. Otherwise, younger martial brother Mu is angry. I'm afraid it's not easy to understand.

Just then, Zeng Shushu's eyes lit up and saw dozens of fenghuifeng disciples standing in front. Without saying a word, he pulled up Zhang Xiaofan and rushed over. Fenghuifeng disciples looked like Zeng Shushu and smiled one after another.

Zeng Shushu didn't care about them. He pulled up Zhang Xiaofan and squeezed in. Fenghuifeng disciples were obviously very good to Zeng Shushu and made way one after another. Mu Qingxiao followed behind without delay.

Before long, mu Qingxiao also came to the inner circle. As expected, his vision here was excellent. The surrounding situation was clear at a glance. He saw seven or eight figures sitting closest to the challenge arena.

The immortal daoxuan, the leader of Qingyun sect, the first Taoist Cangsong of Longshou peak and the first water moon master of Xiaozhu peak all sit on it. Most of the other strange faces are elders of all veins.

Behind them stood groups of Qingyun sect disciples. The most striking was naturally the beautiful disciples standing behind master Shuiyue of xiaozhufeng. Wen Min, who met yesterday, was also among them.

Lu Xueqi is standing on the left side of master Shuiyue. Today, she is still as cold and beautiful as frost. She has attracted the eyes of countless opposite sex. Mu Qingxiao smiles and doesn't mind. It's just human nature.

Eyes grow on their heads. Mu Qingxiao must dig their eyes because these disciples have rude eyes. If he did, he would have become an eye digging maniac.

"Xiaofan, see? I'm talking about her." at this time, Zeng Shushu stabbed Zhang Xiaofan with his arm and pointed to Lu Xueqi on the left of master Shuiyue.

At a glance, Zhang Xiaofan was indeed Lu Xueqi, elder martial sister xiaozhufeng and lover of younger martial brother mu, who met yesterday. Her face changed slightly and said in a low voice, "she is what you said. She is the most popular person in Qingyun gate?"

Zeng Shushu nodded, completely intoxicated, and said, "it's not necessarily the most popular. It's said that Lu Xueqi's entry time is not long, and her accomplishments are unpredictable, but if she's beautiful, it's definitely her."

Zhang Xiaofan frowned and looked at Zeng Shushu's appearance in his eyes. He didn't dare to see mu Qingxiao. He hurriedly reminded: "elder martial brother Zeng, elder martial sister Lu is really beautiful, but I advise you to keep your mind..."

Hearing the speech, Zeng Shushu coughed several times: "cough... Xiao Fan, I'm not the only one who cares about Lu Xueqi. Look at the eyes of the younger martial brothers around."

Zhang Xiaofan looked around and saw the younger generation of Qingyun sect disciples around him. His eyes were all on the beauties of xiaozhufeng, especially Lu Xueqi.

However, it seems that all the beauties have been used to these eyes for a long time, and all look calm. Lu Xueqi is expressionless and cold as frost, as if she turned a blind eye to the male disciples behind her.

"... younger martial brother mu." Zhang Xiaofan stared at mu Qingxiao and found that the latter had a light smile on his face, so he opened his mouth carefully.

"It's just human nature."

Mu Qingxiao's answer was concise and comprehensive. He did not show his emotions on his face at all. His eyes looked at the figure on the stage, including tenderness and appreciation.

Zhang Xiaofan nodded slightly and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At this time, Zeng Shushu glanced disorderly, swallowed his saliva secretly, and whispered, "look around, there are at least three or four hundred disciples at our age. We don't have deep cultivation, so we are naturally vulnerable to the temptation of beauty."

Zeng Shushu turned his head and saw that Zhang Xiaofan didn't speak and said, "younger martial brother Zhang, why don't you look at them, but always look at younger martial brother mu? Don't you... Do you have any special hobbies?"

Zhang Xiaofan smoked at the corners of his mouth and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

At this time, the originally noisy scene suddenly quieted down. Under everyone's attention, Lu Xueqi stepped forward and gave a slight salute to master Shuiyue who wanted to sit in the chair. Master Shuiyue said in a flat tone: "go."

Lu Xueqi answered and gently held the decision in her right hand. Mei Mou looked at the challenge arena. The clouds gathered under the white jade slab. Then, the whole person rose in the air in the misty clouds and came to the challenge arena in the twinkling of an eye.

The breeze was gentle, and the white cloud was like the softest and most beautiful silk. Lu Xueqi's clothes were floating, and her complexion was as white as snow. The beauty was not square, just like the nine heavenly immortals falling into the world. When people felt pity, it was accompanied by a few wires of awe.

A moment later, the audience applauded and the Qingyun sect disciples cheered and screamed, especially the male disciples. Zhang Xiaofan was slightly surprised that elder martial sister Lu was so popular.

It's hard to imagine that there was such a beautiful woman in the world. Even Lu Xueqi, who looked at the challenge arena, was still excited, but that trace of excitement was soon erased by him.

At the moment, he knows very well that some things can be done, but some things can't even think about. Otherwise, the next step waiting for him may be the abyss.

His disciples are so popular that master Shuiyue's indifferent face shows a rare trace of undetectable smile.

After a while, a young disciple stepped onto the challenge arena with a correct appearance and excitement in his eyes. As soon as he got on the stage, he said to Lu Xueqi, "younger martial sister Lu, I'm Fang Chao, the disciple of Longshou peak. I'm lucky to compete with younger martial sister today."

"Shh, Shh...!" the audience booed.

Lu Xueqi's face was expressionless. She just looked up and was suddenly stunned. She immediately stared at Fang Chao, or the young people behind Fang Chao.

Mu Qingxiao nodded slightly and showed a gentle smile. Lu Xueqi thought of the guy's immorality last night and gave him a white look. At the same time, her eyes became colder than before.

However, the scene just fell in the eyes of the surrounding disciples, and even the chin almost fell to the ground.

"Lying trough, my goddess, does she like Fang Chao?"

"... impossible. Although Fang Chao's accomplishments are good, there are not a few disciples who are far better than him. How can Lu Xueqi like him?"

Under the stage, Zeng Shushu returned to his senses. His eyes were strange. He turned to Zhang Xiaofan and said in confusion: "Xiaofan, how do I feel? Lu Xueqi's eyes just now seem to be looking at us?"

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