After listening to Yun Jianbai's words, Han Qingyun said with a sneer, "Master Sun, we don't mean any harm. We just want to invite childe Zhang to talk. It doesn't matter."

Sun Qiaoer angrily said, "master Han, you are too self righteous. You are not allowed to participate in the competition. You can't just sit on the audience stage. However, even if he sits on the audience stage, you are still dissatisfied. What do you mean by doing so?"

After listening to sun Qiaoer's words, Han Qingyun waved his hand carelessly, "Master Sun, we just want to know this childe Zhang. It shouldn't matter."

In fact, when sun Qiaoer talked to Han Qingyun, the disciple of Tiangong sect had run to Zhang Meng.

"Young master, our alliance leader will ask you to sit over there."

Following the direction of the Tiangong disciple's finger, Zhang Meng saw Han Qingyun.

Zhang Meng smiled and nodded, then got up and walked towards the jury table with the Tiangong disciple.

At this time, sun Qiaoer was still arguing with Han Qingyun. Suddenly, he turned around and saw Zhang Meng coming.

Sun Qiaoer looked at Zhang Meng in surprise and asked in a trembling voice, "you, how did you come here?"

Seeing this, Zhang Meng waved his hand. "At the invitation of sect leader Han, why don't I come here? I always want to give this face."

Sun Qiaoer took a deep breath and calmed his excitement a little. Then he asked, "you're coming, this..."

Before sun Qiaoer's words were finished, Zhang Meng waved and interrupted, "it doesn't matter. It's the same everywhere I sit. Master sun doesn't have to worry."

Speaking of this, Zhang Meng took a meaningful look at sun Qiaoer, and then nodded. Then he came to Han Qingyun and said with a smile, "master Han, what's the matter with coming down again?"

As the deputy leader of Tiangong gate, Han Qingyun still has a certain style.

Seeing Zhang Meng coming, Han Qingyun sat there and didn't even move, he waved his hand to Zhang Meng, pointed to the chair around him, and said faintly.

"Sit down. I want to ask you a few questions."

Zhang Meng nodded with a smile and sat down.

Seeing Zhang Meng sitting down, Han Qingyun turned his head and looked at Zhang Meng. Suddenly he patted the table and said coldly, "where are you from, boy? Why are you so impolite? Can you sit next to me?"

Hearing Han Qingyun's words, Zhang Meng's smile on life remained unchanged. He immediately stood up, moved his seat and walked towards the other side of the jury table.

Han Qingyun just wanted to give Zhang Meng a slap in the face. He didn't really want him to leave, because he still had questions to ask?

Seeing Zhang Meng leaving, Han Qingyun patted the table again and angrily said, "did I let you leave?"

When sun Qiaoer saw that Han Qingyun was so rude, he suddenly got up, stretched out his hand and pointed to Han Qingyun and shouted, "Han sect leader, what do you mean? You should explain to me. If you don't make it clear, today's game won't go on."

After hearing sun Qiaoer's words, Han Qingyun sneered, "Master Sun, as long as you dare to quit the game now, you will lose the game immediately."

After listening to Han Qingyun's words, sun Qiaoer sneered, "Han sect leader, you take yourself too seriously. You're not the only one here today.

With so many audiences and several judges, you should ask them if I will lose if you make trouble without reason. "

After listening to sun Qiaoer's words, Han Qingyun's expression suddenly froze.

Although things will not develop to the step that sun Qiaoer said, it will always be bad for the reputation of tiangongmen.

Thinking of this, Han Qingyun coughed and said slowly, "young master, it was the subject of our school just now. I'm a little angry. Now I don't blame you. Come back and sit down. I happen to have something to ask you."

Zhang Meng shook his head when he heard the speech. "Sorry, I have nothing to say to you. I'd better sit over there."

With these words, Zhang Meng has moved his chair to the other side of the jury table.

Seeing that Zhang Meng ignored him, Han Qingyun's face suddenly became iron blue. He tried to take a few deep breaths, and his face eased a little.

Han Qingyun looked at Zhang Meng sitting on the other side, thought, and whispered a few words to the Tiangong sect disciple next to him.

Hearing Han Qingyun's fate, the disciple of Tiangong sect immediately came to one side and found several Tiangong sect disciples. They came to Zhang Meng together and surrounded him tightly.

Seeing this scene, sun Qiaoer was really angry. She stretched out her fingers and looked at fan Yan and asked loudly.

"Master fan, you are the judge. Let me ask you, you don't care about such things."

The jury stage was so big that fan Yan naturally saw clearly when the disciples passed by. Then he saw that the disciples surrounded Zhang Meng. Fan Yan was also angry.

After hearing sun Qiaoer's words, fan Yan suppressed his anger, suddenly stood up and said to Han Qingyun, "Han sect leader, since you invite this childe to sit on the stage, why do you go so far and make everyone laugh."

Han Qingyun smiled and said casually, "childe Zhang is my guest. I naturally want to protect his safety. Is it wrong that I send someone to protect his safety?"

Speaking of this, Han Qingyun turned his head and looked at sun Qiaoer, smiled and said, "this childe Zhang can't do martial arts at first sight. My master's martial arts are so high. When he takes action, if the afterwave hurts childe Zhang, wouldn't it be bad."

Seeing Han Qingyun saying that it was to protect Zhang Meng, fan Yan was speechless for a moment and couldn't say anything against it.

Just now Ge Yunfei shot, it was really sand and stone. Even sun Qiaoer was hit in the face by small sand grains just now, and the pain was unbearable.

At the moment, Han Qingyun said that the disciples were going to protect Zhang Meng. Although they knew it was unreasonable, they had nothing to do.

Looking at Zhang Meng being blocked, sun Qiaoer began to worry.

She didn't know how Zhang Meng's skill was launched. Naturally, she didn't know where these people stood and whether they would block Zhang Meng's route.

At the moment, it goes without saying that Zhang Meng can't see the route ahead. Even sun Qiaoer can't see Zhang Meng when he is blocked by those people.

Sun Qiaoer was about to say it again, but fan Yan's voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

"Master Sun, don't say any more. Elder GE has begun to do it."

Hearing fan Yan's words, sun Qiaoer was surprised. He turned his head and saw that GE Yunfei had received the knife handed over by Han Yuchao and was walking towards the leather armor.

What did Han Qingyun and Ge Yunfei discuss just now? Sun Qiaoer didn't know. The only thing she was sure was that Han Qingyun and Ge Yunfei must have discussed a new poison plan, and Han Qingyun would come back.

Looking at GE Yunfei getting closer and closer, sun Qiaoer's heart was raised again.