Zhang Li saw Yun Chu Jiu come over and nodded with a smile.

Although he has a good impression of Yun Chujiu, he has a big age gap. Unlike Zhao Hui and others, he has a feeling that the friendship between a gentleman and a son is as light as water.

When they had a competition, he also watched under the stage. He was quite moved. If he had this little girl's mind, he would not have fallen to the present situation.

Although Li Zhuangzhi and others did not have a good impression of Zhang Li in the past, they also buried Zhang Li together with others, but now they are like amnesia, and they are closely following Yun Chujiu. They are called "intimate" with each other.

When Wan Pengcheng saw this situation, he turned his lips and said to several attendants around him: "birds of a feather flock together. People flock together. Waste and waste always come together.

Some people, although they have got the qualification to go to the eye of sword meaning, they will go in vain, and surely they will not realize anything! What a waste of places

The several people around Wan Pengcheng immediately echoed. They all knew about the festival between Wan Pengcheng and yunchujiu. In addition, this time, with elder Wan leading the team, they naturally had no scruples and spoke bitterly.

Li Zhuangzhi and other people's faces suddenly become a little ugly, only Yun Chujiu's face is as usual, and he said to them, "they say themselves, what do you do with it?"

Li Zhuangzhi and others were stunned and then laughed. Younger martial sister Yun's words were really damaging! The swearing is not swearing.

After Wan Pengcheng heard that, Teng suddenly stood up and walked to Yunchu nine and others.

"Yunchujiu, who are you talking about?"

Yun Chujiu chuckled: "do you want to fight? OK, come on, I'll see how Wan Changlao will protect your grandson

Yunchujiu's words also caused the laughter of Li Zhuangzhi and others. Isn't he a grandson?! No problem!

Wan Pengcheng's face was red and his neck was thick. When he was about to start, he was pulled by the people around him. Before he came, Wan Changlao and Duanmu elder specially emphasized that fighting was not allowed. Once there was any violation, he would be disqualified from going to the sword eye.

Wan Pengcheng thought of the seriousness of the matter, had to bite his teeth: "Yunchu nine, you wait for me, we are not finished!"

Yunchu nine did not look at him, such a fool, if not wan Changlao to support him, she can kill him 10000 times.

In the next few days, Wan Pengcheng and others had no less vicious words. However, they were pumped by Yun Chujiu every time and finally shut up.

Zhao Hui lowered his voice and said, "younger martial sister Yun, you have offended Wan Pengcheng. I'm afraid that after entering the sword's eye, he will make some moths."

Yun Chujiu chuckled: "even if there is no such a way, do you think elder Wan will let us go easily?! Besides, isn't the eye of sword meaning just to understand the meaning of sword? What else can he do to us? "

Zhao Hui thought it was too. It is said that there are well-defined areas in the sword's eye. All the big forces just need to meditate in their own sphere of influence, but there is nothing to worry about.

A few days later, the flying Spirit landed in a valley.

People from other forces, including jiuchongge, have arrived. Yun Chujiu glances at him secretly. He doesn't see the leader of the falling dust Pavilion. He feels relieved. It seems that he is badly hurt by his little white face. What's more, it's better to burp my fart directly!

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