The elders of the tribe were thankful more than once that all the Yin tribe members had withdrawn from the world and no longer asked about the affairs of the world. Otherwise, just having those few incompetent guys would inevitably cause trouble for the people in the tribe.
"It would be great if we could bring this boy from Yunge back to the clan to teach those bastards a lesson."
Feng Bin sighed in the voice transmission, and looked at Yun Rongrong with a burning look in his eyes.
"This is indeed a good idea, but obviously it is unlikely."
Fengyang also nodded in agreement, but then shrugged and spread his hands, feeling that this idea was simply impossible to realize.
The reason why Yun Pavilion is so mysterious in the world is because they never deal with the major sects. They have dedicated people responsible for taking over tasks. If anyone needs it, they can only contact the people below them. As for who will take over the tasks, who will take over the tasks?
Whoever does it is kept confidential and it is impossible for outsiders to know.
In this case, if they want to invite the young master of Yun Pavilion to return to the clan with them, Feng Bin and Fengyang think that this is an impossible task, so naturally they are just talking and will not have any whims.
At this time, they had a better impression of the mysterious Jianghu sect called Yunge than before.
Yun Rongrong stood in front, although her eyes were focused on the decisive battle on the top of the mountain opposite, but for some reason, she always felt that there were always a few focused eyes coming from behind her. Such eyes made her see
I felt a little uncomfortable, but I didn't take it seriously.
After all, this mountain peak is public territory and does not belong to her. Since others are standing here, they are naturally free to look at her from behind. It is not painful for her anyway. In this case, she naturally does not need to
Keep it in mind.
As time goes by, the decisive battle on the top of the mountain opposite has gradually become more intense, and elite disciples from various sects have begun to appear one after another.
Ouyang Chengfeng, the second disciple of the Master of Shenlong Valley whom he had seen in the garden of Qingyun Villa before, has already boarded the battle ring for the decisive battle, and at Qingyun Villa, Yun Rongrong's younger brother Yun Yihan has also joined.
In the battle circle.
Of course, considering Yun Yihan's age, he is a bit young. He is just going up now for a formality to test his own strength. He does not really want to compete with his opponent to win or lose.
Most of the time, Yun Rongrong's eyes followed the movements of the people in Qingyun Villa, and occasionally she watched the battles of several other sects.
Because the swordsmanship of Qingyun Villa is somewhat similar to the swordsmanship taught to her by the smelly old man, Yun Rongrong can naturally learn a lot by watching their fight, and she can also comprehend and perfect some things.
As Yun Tao's legitimate son, Yun Yihan naturally learned the most authentic Qingyun Sword Technique of Qingyun Villa. Yun Rongrong naturally wanted to take the opportunity to learn it.
However, what was expected was that although Yun Yihan's martial arts was not bad, he was knocked out of the battle by the Tianshan faction not long after he came on the field.
Regarding this, Yun Rongrong saw from a distance that although Yun Yihan had lost, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was smiling.
Yun Rongrong knew that he must have learned a lot from this battle, and that was enough. At his age, what he needed was the accumulation of battles, and winning or losing was not important.
After Yun Yihan left the stage, the next challenger came naturally, who was also a disciple of Qingyun Villa.
Although Yun Rongrong has never dealt with them, she knows them all. In fact, she knows exactly how strong they are.
The decisive battle becomes more and more exciting as the main forces of each sect come on stage.
Although the battle circle is not large, within the battle circle, the scene of flying sand and rocks is gradually visible.
And the occurrence of such a scene naturally proves that people with strong internal strength gradually begin to replace them.
In the end, those who appeared in the decisive battle circles were almost all upright and powerful disciples from famous sects.
Yu Wenxu didn't find the person he was looking for, so he had to focus on the decisive battle circle on the opposite side. He was secretly thinking that he would not come to watch the martial arts competition again tomorrow. There was no one he was looking for anyway. If she
If she was going to come, she would have come a long time ago. If she hasn't come yet, it proves that she won't come.
However, even if I think so in my heart, there will still be an unwillingness to confront this feeling of disappointment, as if there are two villains, black and white, fighting.
In Yu Wenxu's heart, he obviously didn't want to come tomorrow, but he also had another thought, that is, what if he doesn't come tomorrow and the person he is looking for comes? In that case, what should he do?
, wouldn’t it be missed in vain?
Conflicting and entangled emotions ran through his heart for a long time. Finally, Yu Wenxu decided to come and have a look tomorrow.
With this thought in mind, he just raised his eyes and looked forward.
However, just when he raised his eyes to look at the opposite mountain peak, he suddenly saw Yun Rongrong standing in front of him. Looking from the side, her eyes and pupils suddenly shrank.
In fact, at this moment, Yun Rongrong suddenly frowned slightly, her eyes looking deeply at the battle circle opposite.
At the same time, the five Yunge deacons, Uncle Gu, her three friends, and even Mo Yan, Feng Bin and Fengyang who were standing beside her suddenly tightened their eyes and looked solemn.
He looked at the decisive battle circle on the opposite side.
Seeing this, Yu Wenxu naturally looked at the decisive battle circle one by one subconsciously, wanting to see what happened.
His gaze followed Yun Rongrong's gaze for only a moment, and even Yu Wenxu's eyes hidden under the mask suddenly tightened, just like everyone else's.
The fighting over there is still going on, but everyone present is secretly wondering in their hearts, is the scene they just saw an illusion?
However, the battle continued, and everything seemed normal, with nothing unusual.
But at this moment, a bad premonition gradually arose in Yun Rongrong's heart.
If she read it correctly, was Ouyang Chengfeng from Shenlong Valley just now...
However, the moment just now was too fast. From the position of Yun Rongrong and the others, they could not see clearly from the angle. Could it be that I was too worried?
Thinking about this, Yun Rongrong calmed down more and more, staring at Ouyang Chengfeng without blinking, thinking secretly in her heart: If the scene she just saw was not her hallucination, then Ouyang Chengfeng must have
He will take action again, but Ouyang Chengfeng's opponent at this time is a disciple of Qingyun Villa.
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I'm sweeping graves at home these days, so I don't have much time to code. The update speed will return to normal after Qingming Festival~
