Chapter 321

When all the disciples saw that the master was angry, they were all silent. They stood there with their hands tied, and their heads hung down.

Only a crisp voice sounded, "she is so stupid and stupid that she can't think for a hundred years. What cliff did you throw her on to make her sit there and die? "

Everyone:

Little martial sister, there is no one else with this poisonous mouth. Either she can't make a sound all day long, or she can't make a sound when she chokes. I can't help but find a hole to drill in.

Murong looked back at her little apprentice and took her little hand. "Can't you comfort her?"

Arbor shook his head. "If she is not your disciple, I have one hundred ways to kill her in three breaths."

Everyone looked at this in front of them, only to their shoulders.

All the disciples of the first peak are very clear that Xiaomian paralysis never tells lies, since what she can say is the truth.

That is to say, just now, looking at the fierce and unusual battle, little younger martial sister still let the water go! However, the Third Elder martial sister didn't know it at all, or even didn't appreciate it at all.

There's no big mistake in being proud, but it's a bit hard to say that you are arrogant to be arrogant.

Murong URT just wants her three disciples to understand that there are people outside the world.

Let people accompany her to go out to practice for many years, but this temperament still can't be well polished, which really disappointed Murong URT.

Xu Shanshan, the eldest of her four disciples, has a cold and indifferent temperament, good talent and strength, but she can stick to her nature, treat people and things peacefully, and won't be too arrogant.

Xue Xiaozi, the second apprentice, is a bit rash and impulsive. Fortunately, he is obedient and can abide by his master's orders.

When it comes to ye Lingmin, the third disciple, Murong URT just wants to sigh. Her temperament is too proud, let her go out to experience these years, do not know what has gone through, temperament did not see half improved, but more and more rampant.

Among the four disciples, the one who is most reassuring and painful is probably the little one. Although the child is young, he is intelligent and easy to understand. Although he is cold-blooded, he is half as good as an adult in human feelings. She doesn't need to worry too much about anything.

Because of this, Murong urticaria is more fond of this little apprentice.

The dinner was mixed, so they could only squeeze in front of the rest of the round tables and have a simple meal.

Then Murong nettle announced the list of three schools and five schools.

Sanfeng sent out ten disciples each, with a total of 30 participants.

In the list of 30 people, ye Lingmin's name was picked out by Murong URT.

Ye Lingmin, who heard this news, didn't eat or drink for five days or five nights at duantianya, and couldn't get up on his knees until he passed out.

When someone passed the news to arbor, Xiaomian paralysis only raised his eyelids lightly, then covered the book in his hand, and left.

In a few days.

In the open space in front of the bamboo tower, all the disciples of Shenshui sect who went to Qixia Valley to participate in the Jubi, all gathered here.

Girls with an average age of 20 or so, all of them stand in front of the bamboo tower in a slim and vigorous manner, with a smile of confidence on their lips.

The patriarch stood in front of the crowd with a kind face and a smile. "Children. Three days later, you will leave for Qixia Valley to represent our shenshuizong in this contest. "