Although she doesn't know as much as Ming Yue, she knows the words "Seven-Pointed Star Warlord" very clearly!
It can be said that the "Seven-Pointed Star Warrior" is the meaning of the existence of Yanran Palace and the lifelong pursuit of Fairy Yanran!
In an instant, Qingyu broke into cold sweat, and the last trace of resentment towards Ye Wuque in her heart completely disappeared, but she became even more jealous of Zhao Peng!
"Let's go. It's time to rein in your temper. When you go back, I'll punish you by facing the wall and thinking about your mistakes for ten days."
Mingyue spoke, turned around, and left first. Qingqingyu followed her, but her heart was relieved. After all, she and Mingyue still had feelings for them all these years, but they just faced the wall. This kind of punishment is really the lightest punishment.
But in Qingyu's heart, from now on, there is one more person who must not be offended and who must be treated with respect, naturally Ye Wuque!
Yunyueju, attic No. 26.
After Ye Wuque returned from the Nine Holy Monuments, he entered the small martial arts arena in the attic. This is a facility that is available in every temple disciple's residence, along with the attic.
At this moment, the earth-shattering sound of dragon chants is continuously transmitted from it, and the mighty fluctuations overflow, like the sky is opening!
At the same time, in an area on the east island of Xingyan Temple.
Snap!
"Trash! You can't handle this, so what use are you?"
A crisp slap sounded, and Zhao Peng, who was already seriously injured, was slapped away by Bai Xingye. The blood that had finally been stopped coughed out from the corner of his mouth again. This slap was extremely cruel!
Bai Xingye's face was livid at the moment, and there was a terrifying light in his eyes that was choosing to devour others!
Just now, after Zhao Peng and others came back like bereaved dogs, Bai Xingye received a message from a jade slip, which came from the Yanran Palace and from the hands of Mingyue!
"There is a scum under his hands, Dashumi should take good care of it!"
Just a short sentence, but there is an undisguised chill in the spiritual thoughts, as if it has been echoing in my ears!
Staring at Zhao Peng who was slapped away by him, Bai Xingye almost wanted to kill him.
Lord Xumi sent him in order to make good friends with Fairy Yanran. He spent a lot of effort and effort before finally establishing a acceptable relationship with the two maids in Yanran Palace, one of whom was Na Qingyu.
Fortunately, all efforts were lost in one fell swoop, and the one who came through the news was Mingyue, the first maid of Yanran Palace!
If Lord Xumi knew about it, Bai Xingye simply couldn't imagine what it would be like!
The matter must be settled before Master Xumi comes out of seclusion, and that damn newcomer Ye Wuque must be dragged to kneel before Master Xumi to atone for his sins!
"Tell me the whole process! Don't leave out any trace, or I'll skin you!"
Bai Xingye spoke in a ferocious voice, which made Zhao Peng, who finally got up, tremble all over, as if he was a dead dog. However, he was not willing to resist at all, and immediately opened his mouth with trembling trembling, and honestly told all the causes and consequences.
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After Zhao Peng finished stammering, Bai Xingye remained silent, but his face became increasingly livid, and there was even a hint of surprise in his eyes!
"You mean that after Mingyue saw how she slapped Ye Wuque, her attitude changed instantly and she became extremely respectful, and even slapped Qingyu directly?"
"Yes! I...I don't know what's going on. It's as if Mingyue seems to know Ye Wuque. The attitude before and after is completely different. Even...it even seems as if Ye Wuque and Fairy Yanran know each other well in their words.
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Zhao Peng's words made Bai Xingye's face become even more gloomy, and the surprise in his eyes turned into a hint of anger.
Master Xumi had a great desire and goal in order to make friends with Fairy Yanran. However, even though Master Xumi was one of the few geniuses among the disciples of the temple, he had worked hard for several years but was still not treated with such an attitude by Mingyue.
Now Ye Wuque actually made Mingyue so respectful!
"Could it be..."
When Bai Xingye thought of this, his heart suddenly trembled, but he immediately shook his head to get rid of that ridiculous idea from his mind!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even if Ye Wuque's current strength surpasses the Earth Soul Dzogchen, it is nothing compared to Master Xumi! He is not worthy to compare with Master Xumi!"
Thoughts surged in Bai Xingye's heart, many sinister rays of light flashed in his eyes, and finally the evil energy surged within him!
"Tomorrow is Xiaobu's assessment. As long as Ye Wuque and his companions are all suppressed with thunderous means, then Fairy Yanran will definitely not be able to see a loser!"
Suddenly, Bai Xingye asked his subordinates around him: "Where is Zuo Xingfeng? Where is he? Go and ask him to come over. I have something important to ask him! By the way, there are also the two dogs Lan Mingri and Huang Ke. Since
They have taken the benefits of Mount Sumeru, and now it is time for them to repay them."
Zuo Xingfeng!
When Bai Xingye's men heard these three words, they trembled all over. If Bai Xingye is like a poisonous snake and the think tank of Master Xumi, then Zuo Xingfeng is like a hungry wolf, the one who wants to get rid of Xumi.
The person whom adults think is the strongest!
It is said that Zuo Xingfeng's cultivation reached the Heavenly Soul Realm half a year ago, and it is impossible to guess what level he has reached now!
But that's not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that Zuo Xingfeng is the tenth genius on the temple's genius list!
In the entire Mount Xumi, except Master Xumi, no one is not afraid of him. Even Bai Xingye is extremely afraid of Zuo Xingfeng and will not come into contact with him easily.
But this time, Bai Xingye couldn't care less!
"I don't believe that a mere newcomer can really make big waves! Hmph!"
Bai Xingye looked at the sky, and the sinister meaning in it kept flashing, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark and spitting messages.
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Yunyueju.
I don't know how much time passed, but on the second floor of the attic, Ye Wuque sat cross-legged quietly, polishing his skills.
Day and night passed slowly.
The next morning, Ye Wuque opened his eyes, like cold lightning across the sky.
At this moment, the temple nameplate in his hand began to flicker with a faint light, and fluctuations of spiritual thoughts overflowed from it!
"The January competition begins today. All disciples of the Temple will gather at the battlefield of the Temple. No one is allowed to be absent!"
Turning his hands to put away the nameplate of the temple, Ye Wuque jumped down and left the attic of No. 26.
At this moment, he finally met three familiar faces, none other than Wan Ziliang, Gan Gang, and Tang Ming.
In the past half month, the four of them had been busy training on their own and had never had time to get together. Now that they finally met, they all showed smiles and headed towards the battlefield of the temple together.
As the four of them left the West Island and followed the instructions on the nameplate of the temple to the battlefield of the temple, the popularity around them became more and more popular!
When they arrived at the Holy Temple battlefield, the place was already bustling with people. Countless Temple disciples gathered together, all emitting vast and powerful fluctuations!
The four of them, Ye Wuque, were hidden in the crowd, but they did not look at the battlefield of the temple. Instead, they all stared at the golden stone tablet standing in front of the battlefield of the temple, which was ten thousand feet in size!
The golden stone tablet is ancient and heavy, as if it has stood here for thousands of years. It has been blown by wind and rain, but it has always remained unchanged.
"Temple's Prodigy List..."
Staring at the ten-thousand-foot golden stone tablet, Gan Gang slowly read out the five large characters painted with silver hooks and iron on the top of the golden stone tablet!
Ye Wuque's dazzling eyes swept over those five words, and there was a touch of heat in the depths of his eyes. Then his eyes slowly downwards, looking at the most dazzling and dazzling name engraved in the first row of the temple's list of geniuses!
"Sikong Zhaitian...the most talented person, invincible in the temple!"