C1030 rain

Chapter 1030 rain

"elder martial sister Youlan, wait for me here."

Throw down a word, Wu Chen ran away.

"Oh, Wu Chen, where are you going? You don't draw lots."

Seeing Wu Chen leave, Xia Youlan rolls up her cheeks and feels puzzled. I don't know what this guy is going to do.

Wu Chen Ran directly to the wild temple. When they saw Wu Chen coming to them, they stopped one after another.

"Hello, elder."

Now the people who are leading them are all elders. As for the super elders of all major forces, they have already gone to taiyimen to discuss other issues, such as referees, post match wounded treatment, and so on. There are still many issues to be dealt with in a fairyland Holy Land Exchange Conference, and these issues are usually those of all major forces The elder Taishang of our company went to discuss and deal with it.

"You are?"

A middle-aged man looked at Wu Chen, a young man he didn't know, but he seemed to be the contestant of this fairyland exchange conference.

Wu Chen said: "elder, I am a real disciple of Beichen hospital. I want to ask you about someone. Do you know Zhou Jie?"

"Zhou Jie, what do you want to know about him?"

Zhou Jie, in their wild temple, is now a man of the moment, known to all.

Wu chendao: "I come from the same place as him, and I am a friend with him, so I want to ask you, did he not come to this fairyland exchange conference?"

The middle-aged man looked at Wu Chen and found nothing wrong. He said, "Zhou Jie is now closed to the critical moment. He can't come to the fairyland exchange conference."

"Shut up?"

Wu Chen was surprised. Unexpectedly, Zhou Jie was so crazy. In order to practice, he even didn't attend the fairyland exchange conference.

"Thank you very much, elder."

Wu Chen turns around and returns to the disciples' camp. As for Zhou Jie, he doesn't have to worry. The other side is the spirit of earth. The God's favorite son, the wild temple will never treat him badly.

He was going to draw a lot when there was a scream in the crowd.

"Who is this woman, such a beautiful woman?"

"Her name is Shun Yan, and she is the true disciple of Beichen yard. She is one of the most beautiful women in the Dongxuan area, and she is the double Bi of our Dongxuan area with Yueqing bamboo of Tianxuan holy land."

"It turns out that she is Shun Yan. No wonder."

Both eyes fell on Shun Yan, such a rare beauty.

"Shun Yan?"

Wu Chen looked up and saw that it was Shun Yan who was drawing lots. He was impressed by this woman. It can be said that the reason why he chose Beichen hospital was related to this woman.

Soon, Shun Yan drew a lot from the drawing pool, a group of No. 8, which means that she is competing in No. 1 field, and the number is No. 8.

After laughing and laughing, Wu Chen also went to the past. Compared with other people, there are fewer people who pay attention to him. For one thing, he became famous later and knew him relatively less. Unlike huayangfei, they have been famous for a long time. For another thing, in the last year or more, he has been in different space all the time. After he came out, he has been staying in Beichen hospital. No Even some people who knew him before have basically forgotten his existence. Three years ago, his cultivation is still very weak. It's the sixth heaven of xingjijing. In the fairyland exchange conference where the strong are like clouds, it's basically the bottom of the world. Not many people pay attention to it. It's a normal thing.

However, he didn't care about it either. He went straight to the lottery pool.

"Wu Chen, what are you doing looking for the people of the savage temple?"

Seeing Wu Chen coming back, Xia Youlan couldn't help asking. Just now she saw that Wu Chen went to the other side of the wild temple.

Looking at her, Wu Chen said, "nothing."

Smell words, although Xia Youlan is a little curious, she doesn't ask much. She's not the kind of nosy person either.

"Wu Chen, we've all drawn lots. Hurry up, too." Xia Youlan urges.

"Are you all finished? Elder martial sister Youlan, how many groups and numbers are you? "

Xia Youlan's face changed a little, and she was a little depressed. She sighed, "ah, my luck is not good. It's the 20th of the third group. I just inquired about it. There are many experts in the third group, so it's not easy to advance."

Wu Chen comforted her and said, "elder martial sister Youlan, don't be discouraged. I believe you can definitely advance."

Xia Youlan said, "thank you. Anyway, I'll try my best to fight for it. I won't lose our face in Beichen hospital."

Wu Chen didn't say anything. He went to the drawing pool and reached directly into it. Soon, a lot appeared in his hand.

Wu Chen took it up and took a look at group five thirty-two.

"Five groups, good luck."

among the five groups, there are not many experts who say much, many who say little, and the difficulty can only be considered as medium.

Wu Chen shrugs. He doesn't care about groups or numbers at all. He just needs to go in step by step.

Put the autograph into the storage ring, and Wu Chen will not take care of it any more. After the autograph is drawn, all the people will be OK. They just walk around and talk.

In the evening, when the sky is dark, it's dark. The whole gate seems to be in boundless darkness. Obviously, it's a sign of rain.

A flash of lightning, like a silver sword of Haotian, broke through the heaven and earth, broke free from the prison, and came from ancient times.

Accompanied by lightning, is the rumble of thunder, low and gloomy, resounding through the heaven and earth, the sky chanted together.

After the thunder, the heavy rain poured down like the nine sky Milky Way collapsing. It rained all over the sky like a sword and a sword.

The sky is very low and very low. The dark clouds are rolling in the sky. The heavy rain is sweeping down the sky like a hurricane.

"It's raining hard."

The windowsill, Wu Chen stands quietly, looks out the window the patter rain, the heart, also was quiet down.

On the road, we can see someone galloping, braved heavy rain, splashed with rain, almost soaked.

Heaven and earth are killing, thunder is blowing, the rain, still does not stop.

In the dark, in a trance, Wu Chen seems to see a fairy, holding an oil paper umbrella, walking slowly in the rain.

A woman in the rain, carrying a magic sword, holding an oil paper umbrella in her right hand, is like the hair of a waterfall, which is draped behind her. It pours down like a stream. The thin rain wire floats up slightly and runs into the hair, one by one, crystal clear.

The mountain wind blows, the white skirt moves with the wind, hunting and dancing, walking with light steps, walking slowly, like a nine day fairy.

"How is she?"