Fang Moqing's face turned red with one sentence.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes were moist and innocent, and he stuttered: "Uncle Master, I have no intention of asking for a reward..."

Pei Ye persuaded: "Senior Sister Yangxiao, Mo Qing's disciple is still a child, and appropriate rewards can further motivate his enthusiasm."

Yang Jingzhenjun glanced at Pei Ye with a sideways and hummed.

Although he didn't say anything, he clearly showed an unhappiness.

Pei Ye: “…”

Fang Moqing's lips twitched, and hesitantly looked at Pei Ye and then at Zhenjun Yang Jing.

"If you want to go, go. It would be a pity if you don't show it well." Yutan Zhenjun smiled and bent his eyes, and said to Fang Moqing with a gentle voice, "Let the world take a look at the grace of the master of the Yanghua Zhenjun of the Immortal Peak. Just a little bit, don't be hurt."

When Mr. Yang Jing stared at Yutan after hearing this, he seemed to blame him for being troublesome.

Fang Moqing was encouraged and his face shone again.

After the ring below, he flew directly from the platform, with a shy smile on his lips, looking as harmless as a little white rabbit.

He bowed his fists and said, "Ling Jizong knocked on the fairy peak Fang Moqing, and asked fellow Taoists for their skills."

Although Fang Moqing is Yang Hua's personal apprentice, he rarely appears. Speaking of which, this is the first time he has appeared in public.

The monk asked, “Is this little friend the disciple of True Lord Yanghua?”

Pei Yeyaoyao bowed: "It's the little disciple."

He asked again: "Looking at her tender appearance and beautiful bones, she is not old, right?"

"There are two years left before the twelfth crown."

Pei Ye said it lightly.

Ask again: "Looking at the extraordinary demeanor, I wonder what kind of cultivation is it?"

Pei Ye said "humblely": "The early stage of the golden elixir is barely capable."

Fang Moqing had the late stage of the Golden Pill stage as soon as he was in the stage. The Great Perfection Cultivator saw through his cultivation level, his eyebrows were twitching, and his eyes were filled with jealousy when he looked at Pei Ye. At the age of eighteen, he was shockingly strong. There were no major changes in the future. It was only a matter of time before the broken pills formed a baby.

By then, Lingji Sect can add another Nascent Soul Cultivator.

This will make your peers scramble?

He praised Pei Ye with sincerity or false intentions, saying that she was good at teaching her disciples.

No matter how exaggerated or intoxicating these rainbow farts were, Pei Ye accepted them all and refused everyone.

She wanted to give herself the titles of "Teaching and Students all over the world" and "Excellent Teacher", which was extremely shameless. If it weren't for the inconvenience, she could have released three killer moves from Xu, Gu and Lang, and used a dimensional reduction attack on other younger generations.

Everyone: "..."

Haha, it turns out that the real Versailles master is by their side.

Two insiders, Yang Jing Zhenjun and Yutan Zhenjun, only felt a fever on their faces.

Pei Ye was not embarrassed, they all felt embarrassed when they heard it, and they didn’t know that “Senior Brother Bao” was calm.

The cultivation of normal people is in the realm of qi training and foundation building, while the heroes' cultivation has reached the golden elixir. Fang Moqing's fate is no different from killing randomly and exploding a fish pond. Before the big guys' faces get darker and darker, Fang Moqing, who has won eighteen consecutive games, took the initiative to stop and got off the field with a less sincere fake fall. Although the fate is over, everyone knows that he still has the strength to fight again, and his eyes look at him are even more intense.

Young girl Xu curled her lips disdainful.

Girl Gu eats melon seeds and watches the fun.

"What did Senior Brother Fang do? Look at him unhappy?"

The young girl Xu sneered: "He shows off like a peacock with a screen, and I don't know who to show it."

As a straight man, Gu Shaonu only felt that his malice was inexplicable: "Which boy is not young and energetic? If it were me... I would also like to show off."

If he could just go on stage to despise him as Gu Changxin, the sensational effect would definitely be greater than that of Mo Qing.

Fang Moqing was originally a genius of cultivation, with excellent roots and bones. He had been practicing since childhood and had guidance from famous teachers. It seemed that no matter how good he was, it was natural. Gu Changxin was a typical genius who was useless in counterattack, breaking everyone's imagination step by step, and the effect was even more shocking.

It’s a pity that he now has no dragon, no egg, and no tall man of 1.9 meters.

The Dantian was sealed and the cultivation level was banned. It was so pitiful.

The girl Xu snorted, "You have never seen Senior Brother Lang fight on the ring, that's what makes you amazing."

Fang Moqing is bullying a child. How could Senior Brother Lang be shocked when he was defeated by seven in a row and lost seven opponents of his same level?

Gu Shaoneng: "..."

Here comes, this "Langbang" starts blowing his uncle Gao again.

"Isn't that your Uncle Gao?"

The girl Xu had a dark face: "Bad! No! Stop messing around!"

"Facts are better than words."

It's better to accept reality.

The girl Xu was so angry that she was so angry that she was itchy when Gu Changxin said.

Pei Ye looked at the ring, but focused on the two "female disciples", and rolled around with laughter.

The mutual harm between the male protagonist of Qidian and the male protagonist of Pepe is the source of happiness today.

On the other side, "Senior Brother Lang" who was forced to wear a girl's vest was uncomfortable all over.

Even though I knew that Senior Sister Xu was ill and imagined the "Lang Qinghe" in her dream, I couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion, but as an authentic straight man with the same name, surname, appearance and an unmarried Taoist couple, I felt weird everywhere. I could only get closer to Liu Feifei to feel better.

"Junior Brother Yutan, Junior Sister Yangxiao, I'm so bored." When I thought that there would be six days in this way, Pei Ye wanted to knock on the table with all his head, hoping that Sister Rakshasa Alu would come over quickly, "What else will be arranged tonight?"

If there is no fun, she can only find Yang Jing to "play" to relieve her boredom.

Yutan said: "Wanbao Club."

The name is quite high-end, to put it bluntly, it is a flea night market that communicates with each other.

Pei Ye was interested in shopping and his eyes lit up.

"I'm going to go, what good things are there?"

Yutan said: "I am lucky and may gain something. Once there was a Wanbao Society where various sects met, a monk made a fortune. A piece of inferior spirit stone was exchanged for a cultivation method that was enough to establish a sect. His cultivation level was promoted to the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, which was passed down as a beautiful story."

In other words, if you are not lucky, you have nothing to do.

Pei Ye curled his lips: "What's the luck like?"

"This kind of activity focuses on participation, not on how to make a profit."

The monk is not a fool, and the things he exchanged must have been checked again and again. How could there be so many fish that missed the net?

If you don’t know what you are, just join in the fun and have fun.

Don’t challenge others’ jobs with your own interests.

Pei Ye held his chin and secretly looked at the disciples with his own light.

"Disciple, do you want to visit Wanbao at night?"

Cannon fodder passerby A dreamed about finding a bargain, but it does not mean that these male and female protagonists are not good.

Don’t you know that opportunities are prepared for them?

Unexpectedly, none of them were interested.

The reasons are very consistent.

"Copy the book."

The sect sects that I was punished three times yesterday have not been copied yet.

The disciples of the other two peaks have been sympathetic to them when they think about it.

Pei Ye: “…”

At this moment, a disciple of Lingji Sect hurriedly ran in, regardless of Master Yang's scolding, and gasped: "Report to Master Jiulian, Elder Jiulian... Elder Jiulian..."

Before he finished speaking, his body fell down without warning.

After a few breaths, I turned into corpse water, leaving only clothes.

Pei Ye: “…”
Chapter completed!