Chapter 143 It Was A Mistake to Make Friends

Today, it was a bumpy ride.

At first, Jian Wuchen and the others arrived, showing their incomparable strength and peerless posture, almost sweeping the genius on the bronze list.

The bronze list was unbeatable, and even Zhang Muyun was defeated.

Everyone thought that today's bronze list would ruin their reputation.

But at this moment, lu ming came, with a jaw-dropping strength, to crush the genius of Qilin courtyard, and finally crippled Jian Wuchen, causing the situation to turn upside down.

Today, not only will the honor of the bronze list not be damaged, but it will be even higher because of Lu Ming.

Four great courtyards disciples would think that the mysterious Qilin courtyard was nothing more than that. What about the special bloodline? Ordinary beings can still win the battle.

Duanmu Lin was like this. He was the first of the four geniuses to crush Qilin courtyard.

Now, it's Lu Ming.

In this way, the disciples of the Four great courtyards will be more confident and their faith will naturally be more firm.

"Brother muyun, this is my gift. Are you satisfied?"

Lu Ming turned around and smiled.

"Hahaha, this big gift from brother lu is unprecedented. Please take a seat!"

Zhang Muyun laughed and asked Lu Ming to sit with him.

Lu Ming smiled and sat down.

At this time, someone had already come to tidy up the battlefield.

Not long after, the battlefield was roughly organized and the food and wine began to be served.

The banquet began and the atmosphere was warm.

"Brother zhang, here's a toast to you!"

Soon, a toast began.

After honoring zhang muyun, he began to respect lu ming.

Holding the wine jar in the air, ling kong came to Lu Ming and said, "Lu Ming, today is such a big day. I have never convinced anyone. Now, I have convinced you. Three big bowls."

After that, he lifted the wine jar in the air and began to drink it.

"Come on!"

Lu Ming got up, picked up the big bowl, and dried three bowls in a row.

"Well, master Lu Ming is very generous. I'll give you three bowls too!"

Duan Gang got up and carried a wine jar.

Lu Ming didn't refuse to come and drank.

The crowd saw that Lu Ming had no airs, and they liked Lu Ming even more. They came to toast one after another, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Of course, there were exceptions, such as the White tiger courtyard disciple, who was sitting on the side with a twinkling eye and a little embarrassed.

There were even a few people with gloomy faces.

Lu Ming defeated Jian Wuchen and the others. They were the only ones who were unhappy.

The stronger Lu Ming was, the worse for the duanmu family.

Everyone pushed their glasses to change, and soon they drank three rounds.

In the fourth courtyard competition, although everyone was an opponent, it was only on the stage of the fourth courtyard competition.

When they got off the stage, they were all disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. There was no enmity between them, and they were all young people.

As for cheng feiluan, although she was a woman, she was incomparably heroic. Relying on her disciple who was also a Vermillion bird courtyard disciple with Lu Ming, she forced lu mingming to dry the jar. In the end, she was drunk and dazed. Her small face was flushed and beautiful.

Duan Gang, Dong ce, and a group of wolves howled in the air, circling Cheng Feiluan.

Several silver robed elders were drinking at the side, looking at the youths with anticipation in their eyes.

This is the world, this is the spirit of youth, full of blood and passion, competing with each other, and not lacking in friendship.

This is the future pillar of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

They couldn't wait to see these people grow up.

After three rounds of drinking, it was late at night before the banquet dispersed.

The crowd gathered in groups and headed back.

Tonight, Lu Ming did not practice. When he returned to the dormitory, he had a good sleep.

When she woke up the next day, it was already noon, and Lu Ming felt refreshed.

As soon as he stretched, he heard a loud crash.

He opened the door and walked out.

But Pang Shi came back from the courtyard with a face full of excitement.

Seeing Lu Ming, Pang Shi said excitedly, "Brother Lu Ming, you are really amazing. Yesterday at brother Zhang Muyun's banquet, you defeated Qilin courtyard's genius by three moves. Now the sect has spread."

After that, Pang Shi looked at lu ming with admiration.

"It's spreading really fast."

Lu Ming thought.

"Senior Lu Ming, you know what? I'm a celebrity now, because I'm in the same dorm as you, and as soon as I walk out, there's a bunch of female disciples surrounding me."

Pang Shi continued.

"A bunch of female disciples surrounding you? What are you doing?"

Lu Ming was stunned.

Pang Shi grinned and said, "Of course I'm asking about you. I'm asking about your hobbies. What kind of girls do you like? Do you have someone you like? And after your news came out yesterday, this trend became even more terrifying."

"Ah?"

Lu Ming was stunned and then smiled bitterly.

He did not expect such a result.

"Hey! It doesn't look good to be too famous!"

Lu Ming let out a beautiful sigh.

"Those girls are too enthusiastic. I didn't hold back for a moment. I told you everything I knew. Senior Lu Ming, you won't blame me, will you?"

Pang Shi looked at the sound of the landing innocently.

"Thank you, big rock!"

Lu Ming patted Pang Shi on the shoulder and asked casually, "By the way, what did you say?"

"I said you like plump and mature women, and you already have a crush on them. It's elder Mu Lan!"

Boulder road.

"What... What?"

Lu Ming staggered and almost fell.

Looking at Pang Shi in a daze, he said, "You... You really said that? God, who told you that?"

"He told me that you wanted to eat the tofu of elder Mu Lan all day long. He said he wanted to break up with you, that you were unfaithful, and through my observation, he made a lot of sense."

Pang shi scratched his head.

"Makes sense? Makes sense!"

Lu Ming's forehead was covered in black lines, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Idiot, I'm not done with you."

"Senior brother Lu Ming, why are you angry? It's quite effective to say that. Many girls left with a sad face and said that they won't bother you anymore."

Pang Shi continued.

"I..."

Lu Ming almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

How could he face Mu Lan if the news reached Mu Lan?

Mu Lan wouldn't misunderstand, would he?

At this moment, Lu Ming was left with a bitter smile and no tears to cry.

Seeing Lu Ming's appearance, Pang Shi asked with concern, "Brother Lu Ming, what's wrong with you? Are you unwell? Did you get hurt in the war yesterday?"

"No, I want to be quiet!"

Lu Ming had a tired look on his face.

"Oh, okay, then I won't bother you."

Pang shi road, then returned to the room.

Lu Ming wanted to cry but no tears. Did he want to explain to Mu Lan?

"Forget it, forget it, but then again, I have some thoughts about sister Mu Lan's disastrous looks and figure. It's normal, hehe!"

Lu Ming laughed and quickly adjusted himself to walk out.

In the past few days, Lu Ming no longer planned to practice, and planned to relax.

It had been more than a year since he got Supreme temple and his blood began to be reborn. Lu Ming had been working hard all the time. His nerves were too tight. It was too late. It was time to relax for a few days.

(The end of this chapter)