Chapter 59：

After seeing Leng Yiyi's talent, each of these sect lords has been so excited.

In Yukui's absence, Su Yun, as a big brother, presides over the work of Qingxuanfeng.

With a word of his, he can naturally determine Leng Yiyi's whereabouts.

So, even Lin Tianchen couldn't help it.

It is also an honor to be able to teach a peerless genius!

Leng Yiyi hesitated for a moment.

"Brother, the final is coming..."

"What's the hurry, on this day, can you still develop a great sword intent?"

Leng Yiyi shook his head.

Sword Intent Dacheng is not so easy, let alone one day, give her another month, Leng Yiyi is not sure.

"That's not it." Su Yun smiled slightly, "Go, call your senior sister out, don't stay in the room all day to practice, your mind is silly, what is the name of the sentence, and work behind closed doors."

Leng Yiyi thoughtfully.

If it were in the past, she would feel that these were all the fallacies of Su Yun.

An excuse for being lazy.

It can be seen that knowing Su Yun's strength, I feel...

The brother is too reasonable!

Working behind closed doors.

Drill the horns.

These words came out one by one, as if to brainwash Leng Yiyi.

She seems to be half of Su Yun's loyal fan now.

Of course, the main reason is that Su Yun is too good, she can't see through.

So mysterious, so powerful, and handsome, how can you say something wrong?

Not long after, Liu Jiu'er was called over by Leng Yiyi.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Liu Jiu'er was full of breath, vaguely reaching the limit of breakthrough.

Su Yun's eyelids twitched: "What the **** did you cultivate for?"

"Me?" Liu Jiu'er smiled, "Senior brother is so powerful, can't you tell?"

"You girl, forget it."

Su Yun shook his head and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

"Come, sit with me, brother."

Liu Jiu'er didn't refuse, and sat down to take a sip of tea.

"Good tea."

"Not bad, hehe~"

When he thought of the painful look of the great elder, Su Yun knew that it would definitely not be bad.

"Sister Jiu'er, let me tell you, today your little sister..."

Su Yun talked about the big competition, as if talking about daily routines.

From time to time, he boasted a few pictures he had never seen before.

"Brother, isn't it?" Leng Yiyi frowned, "Brother Wu Ke uses thunder sword technique, not thunderstorm knife technique, and the last move of Brother Yuntian is not stray waves, but waves."

"Ahem~"

Su Yun gave a light cough.

Where did he remember so clearly.

Except for Leng Yiyi's game, there are a few clouds that he has been on for several days at other times.

The corner of Liu Jiu'er's mouth lightly raised: "Then next, who is Junior Sister Yiyi's opponent?"

"Tomorrow's championship game, against Senior Brother Ye." Leng Yiyi glanced at Su Yun and said: "I want Senior Brother to help me polish my sword intent."

"Speaking of which, I also want to be polished by Senior Brother." Liu Jiu'er said softly.

She is not joking.

Even if the emperor is reborn and wants to control a trace of heaven, it will not be so easy to prove the emperor.

The so-called posture of the great emperor refers to having the capital to be promoted to the great emperor.

Rather than having to control the way of heaven and become the emperor.

From this point, we can see how enviable the natural Dao body is.

Su Yun's return to the common mood made her feel a mysterious and mysterious Taoism.

Liu Jiu'er wanted to take this opportunity to polish her own Taoism.

In the dark, she felt that there was something missing in the middle youth realm.

To prove this, she needs to try more.

But hearing these words in Su Yun's ears, he always felt something wrong.

The two lovely girls in my family want me to whip them. What can I do?

Naturally--

Su Yun took out the attitude he should have as a senior, and gave them a good meal.

[Reminder: The host feels the brother's fate, five times the crit reward, and the cultivation base increases by 50 years. 】

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