There was a dead silence in front of the Martial Arts Palace.
The sudden tense situation made everyone from the headmaster to the Shenxuan disciples stunned.
The dozen or so guards surrounding the area hesitated with their weapons in hand and looked at Lu Qiong, who was so angry that his face was cracked.
Lu Qiong gritted her teeth, her eyes bulged outwards and were covered with bloodshot eyes.
But her relatives are in the sanctuary and cannot meet Ye Chuyue for the time being.
Even if she wants to move, she must not do it openly, otherwise Emperor Zun will never let her go.
What's more, Ye Chuyue is the person chosen by Mu Fengming, and she has two shortcomings in her hands, making it difficult to end it!
When Lu Qiong was distressed, Elder Wei came out, looked at Ye Ying who was being protected, and said from the highest point of morality: "Ye Ying, this is your fault. Elder Lu is a teacher, and he has worked hard to
It’s hard work without merit, and if you cut off the relationship without saying a word, it will also affect your future martial arts future.”
"Is it hard?"
Ye Ying drooped her head and said in a hoarse, low voice, "It must be hard."
The fallen hair covered Ye Ying's eyebrows, and her whole body exuded a heart-wrenching feeling of decadence and despair.
She walked out from the protection of Chu Yue and others and slowly raised her head.
Chu Yue held the battle ax and frowned.
Suddenly! Ye Ying took off her girdle, and her emerald green skirt fell to the ground, exposing most of her skin.
There were all kinds of hideous wounds, old and new, and the intertwined scars looked shocking.
"What...what's going on?" Elder Wei asked.
Ye Ying laughed softly, and then looked at Elder Wei, "These beatings are all thanks to my good master. Elder Xunlu did it himself."
At the end of the sentence, Ye Yu slowly bowed her head and bowed.
Lu Qiong stared angrily and was so angry that she couldn't breathe smoothly.
The surrounding disciples took a deep breath and got goosebumps when they looked at the scars all over their body.
Before, everyone envied Ye Ying for having a master like Elder Lu, but now they only think that Lu Qiong's kind and hypocritical mask hides a rotten heart.
Lu Qiong became extremely angry when she noticed the sights around her, but Ye Ying wanted to fight her to the death, and with Ye Chuyue's help, she really couldn't do anything to Ye Ying at the moment.
She was just curious about what Ye Ying knew that caused her temperament to change drastically overnight.
"That's it for now."
Leader Lou said: "The competition is about to take place. Don't delay your cultivation for anything, especially the disciples of Xuanji Lu and Zhan Xing Bang. Prepare to go to the Hundred-Level Demon Suppression Trial in three days to decide the places to go to the North. Elder Lu,
Come here and go to the meeting hall with me."
Master Lou turned around and left, resolving the conflict between master and disciple.
Lu Qiong glanced coldly at Chu Yue and Ye Ying, then followed the head teacher upstairs on crutches.
The sky became darker and darker, and more eyes fell on Ye Ying.
Ye Ying only wore a thin shirt that covered her important parts, with her long hair hanging down, standing barefoot, and her expression was incomprehensible.
Chu Yue glanced at it, pursed her thin lips, then put away her bone-crushing battle ax and walked up to Ye Ying naturally.
She stretched out her hand, took out the jet black Longlin cloak that was placed in Shennong's space, and gently put it on Ye Ying's body.
Carefully gathering her cloak, Chu Yue straightened Ye Ying's hair again, and asked with a smile: "Han Yue Peak is going to have dinner, are you going?"
Ye Ying's eyes trembled slightly, and she pondered for a long time before she grinned a pale and feeble smile and said the word "Okay".
It's funny to say that the only time in my life when I was full was on Hanyue Peak.
Tu Weiwei, who was in the crowd at the back, was surrounded by Jiang Tang and Han Liuyun. After hearing this, she touched her stomach and frowned, suddenly feeling a little hungry.