The two supervisors registered the results, gave Wen renjiang a dark token, and went straight away. Wen renjiang put away the token and went to Gu Fenghua with a smile: "let's go back and celebrate."

Qiao Feiyu and other people's faces are smiling, from the heart of the smile. Even the steady Jiang Li also had a smile on her face.

Wen renjiang left with a group of disciples, and other sects were staring at their backs, their eyes dark.

Gu Fenghua steps, turns his head to look at several patriarchs, but sees that they are looking at them darkly. After looking at Gu Fenghua, several people turn their faces, but the patriarch of Guang'an Zong crowns out a smile that he thinks is kind.

Gu Fenghua tilted his eyes, gave him a look that he was afraid of not being sick, and turned to leave. The smile of Guangan patriarch froze on his face.

When the people of Feitian sect went far away, the leader of Fengyue sect came up and sneered, "tut Tut, brother Guangcheng, I thought it was your sect that was promoted this time. In fact, it's not just me. We all think you are sure."

Guangcheng, the patriarch of Guangan sect, is also a white haired old man. Hearing the words of the leader of Fengyue sect, he sneered: "don't think I don't know your little actions in private. No one is flattering now. Is it comfortable? "

The Lord of Fengyue sect almost broke his old tooth. Comfortable, NIMA!

"Are you comfortable?" The master of Fengyue also sneered, "are you willing?"

"What do you want?" Guangcheng asked.

"Take a step." The Lord of Fengyue sect whispered. It's easy to talk with smart people. Just click to know what it means.

They went further to make sure that no one could hear them, so they continued their conversation.

"I don't know what master Feng thinks?" Guangcheng squinted and asked directly.

"It's just a small clan with a hundred people. I picked up a Golden Doll this time. What they can do. Why don't we... "The Lord of fengyuezong made a move to wipe his neck.

"That's not good." Guangcheng was moved in his heart, but hesitated on his face.

"The law of the jungle, when did the patriarch of Guang'an sect pity the weak? Feitian sect, a small sect, should have disappeared long ago. It's enough for them to linger for so long, isn't it? " There was a cold smile on the face of the Lord of Fengyue sect.

"Brother Feng is right." Guangcheng squinted and nodded.

"In that case, we'll..." the voice of the Lord of Fengyue sect lowered.

Guangcheng nodded while listening.

……

Wen renjiang and his party went back to zongmen happily.

Gu Fenghua's eyes were filled with the expressions of those disciples. Will those people give up? She doesn't think

When he heard that renjiang had brought back the news of promotion to Xiapin sect, the whole sect was boiling. Many of the disciples of feitianzong were picked up or found by homeless orphans themselves. They have long regarded feitianzong as their home, and naturally hope that their home will be better and better. How can we not be excited to hear such good news now.

When the clan is busy and happy, Gu Fenghua finds wenrenjiang in private and asks such a question.

"If I don't show up, which clan is most likely to be promoted this time?" Gu Fenghua looked at Wen renjiang's eyes and asked solemnly.

"Guanganzong." At first, he didn't understand, and then he responded, "what do you mean, they will..."