Chapter 951

After the matter of the temporary tent, although ye Lingyue carefully inspected the surrounding area of the temporary tent, no one found the perpetrator.

She also noticed whether any of the candidates were injured, but she didn't see any difference.

Ye Lingyue doesn't know that Hong Mingyue has been hiding in her temporary tent these days.

"Waste, a bunch of useless waste."

In a tent far away from ye Lingyue's tent, Hong Mingyue is sitting on a silver fox skin, looking like a female leader.

Beside her, there were several young men and women with strange expressions.

Their eyes are a little dull, with a look of awe, these are people controlled by Hong Mingyue with soul searching technique.

Among them, there are several strong teenagers who deliberately provoked Huang Jun and slandered ye Lingyue.

All the injuries on their bodies were not good, and they looked in a mess.

Hong Mingyue thought earlier that ye Lingyue could bully her after controlling more than a dozen people with her.

What do you know? On the contrary, I don't know what evil means ye Lingyue used to win over so many people.

It is said that ye Lingyue's gang has at least a hundred people.

With so many people, Hong Mingyue dare not do it again.

Originally thought that has killed that small cheap kind, can let leaf Lingyue pain some time, how to know, that small cheap kind actually did not die.

Hong Mingyue has heard that xiaodixin is not dead.

Everything is not going well. Hong Mingyue is angry, and her face is aching. The wound that was scratched by the male sword jiulongyin earlier, suddenly starts to ache again.

"What are you doing? Bring me my muscle tonic and mirror."

Hong Mingyue has been injured for two days.

When she came back, she had already checked it. The wound was no more than the size of the nail plate. After using some muscle tonic medicine left by Chen Hongru, the wound soon stopped bleeding and scarred.

Hong Mingyue was born beautiful when she was young. Although she changed her face with Yuchan pill, she was a little inferior than before.

But her temperament changed after she learned Huanhuan Gong, which made up for the defect in her appearance.

Even so, Hong Mingyue is extremely fond of her face.

After she took the good medicine, she applied it to the wound that had not existed for a long time.

When she saw the scar free wound, her face was full of joy.

But at this time, she looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes suddenly stagnated.

A black spot the size of a nail plate suddenly appeared on her skin, which was like a shelled egg.

The location of the black spot is where I was injured earlier.

"How can there be spots?"

Hong Mingyue thought she was wrong. She took the mirror and looked at it again.

But the more she took the photo, the more she found that the black spot like birthmark was growing at the corner of her eye.

"Ah

Hong Mingyue threw away the mirror.

It's the sword! That sword must be weird.

Hong Mingyue remembered the jiulongyin, which was attacked automatically without human control.

The sword was black and cold, which made Hong Mingyue cold. Could it be said that it was the sword that made her face black.

Hong Mingyue naturally would not know that the male sword nine dragon chant was refined by Ye Lingyue with ash fire, combined with the dragon blood in Fengshen and Wuzhong's body, and the talent wood and treasure.

These spiritual materials are the most Yin to Yang things.

Among them, the evil spirit to Yin, especially the blood of Fengxin and Wuzhong, became the male sword nine dragon chant after refining.

Ordinary people can't bear the evil spirit carried in the sword.

And this evil spirit, will be a little bit of diffusion, black spots tight is just the beginning.

Hong Mingyue is no exception.

After thinking about it for a long time, Hong Mingyue picked up the mirror.

She looked at the corner of her eyes like a piece of dirt like black spots, would like a knife to dig her down.

She thought for a while, took out a box of good Rouge powder, rubbed layer after layer, and then covered the corner of her eyes with bangs, which was a relief.

"Well, wait until the final selection, and then repair ye Lingyue and that little cheap species."

Hong Mingyue thought about the final selection to be held tomorrow, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Among the people she controlled, one of her elder brothers joined Gu Yuehai a few years ago, so Hong Mingyue had inquired about the final selection.

If the final selection is really according to what she heard, neither ye Lingyue nor that little cheap species will be selected.

At that time, they became the soft persimmons she could hold.

Time flies.

In the expectation of all the candidates, Gu Yuehai's final selection day has finally arrived.

On the third day, outside the temporary tent, the old fisherman who had not been seen for several days appeared.He changed his casual appearance to a long gown.

"Listen, everyone. Every ten people are in a line. Later, they will come to the final selection with me."

The old fisherman said, and the people lined up separately.

Ye Lingyue, Xiao Dixin and Luoyi form a column.

Hong Mingyue and several of her subordinates also stood in line.

The candidate disciples who were taken away by the old fisherman did not return.

Some of them should have passed the selection in a reasonable way, but the rest have not been found.

The old fisherman was very tight lipped and refused to disclose anything about the final selection when he came back to collect people.

In this way, as the number of people in the temporary camp decreases one by one, the air over the camp seems to be shrouded in a layer of low pressure.

Even Luo Yi, who always likes to talk and laugh, is also nervous now.

"Well, I'm worried. This is the last time we'll meet."

Luo Yi sighed.

"Nonsense, maybe we will be selected. Even if we are not selected, we will stay in guyuehai."

Ye Lingyue comforts Luo Yi. Behind her, Xiao Dixin looks carefree. They seem to have no worries about the upcoming final selection.

"If my parents knew that I was a scumbag, I would be ashamed. What's more, I heard that the factotum can't learn martial arts and can't get in touch with ordinary disciples. I hope we don't all become laborers. "

Luo Yi is just saying that, the old fisherman comes over. He glances at the people and lingers a little longer on ye Lingyue and xiaodixin.

"It's your turn. Follow me."

Ye Lingyue looks around. There are only thirty or forty people left in the camp. The time has already arrived in the afternoon. It seems that the final selection is almost finished.

It's said that Gu Yuehai recruits 50 students every year. I don't know how many of the people in front of him have been selected successfully.

"Old man, wait a minute."

When the old fisherman was about to turn around and leave, ye Lingyue suddenly stopped him.

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