"I don't want anything, I just want my brother to be safe."
Lin Mengyu's contented look almost melted.
"Come."
At this moment, Mu Yuqing suddenly grabbed three cloaks from the inheritance stone.
"this…"
Ye Huan and Lin Jie were stunned.
The three cloaks are sewn by very rough hands.
Mainly made of black linen, it is extremely simple, and there are even only three words on the back of the cloak: "Spirit Sword Sect".
The three characters "Lingjian Sect" are still made of small pieces of white coarse cloth, spliced together, and then sewn on with needle and thread.
Mu Yuqing's cheeks instantly condensed: "What?"
The latter quickly took it from her hands and put it on. Lin Jie suddenly felt a bit like a wanderer.
But the three words "Spirit Sword Sect" behind it are very dazzling.
Mu Yuqing instantly looked towards the high-altitude dark iron giant sword: "The old madman's wish is to become famous in the Lingjian Sect. On that flying sword platform, we must stand at the end and tell the world that we are disciples of the Lingjian Sect.
"
"certainly."
"must."
Ye Huan and Lin Jie also nodded.
In their minds, they will never forget that the old madman died fighting for them.
Lin Mengyu arranged the cloaks for the three of them: "Sister Mu's hands are so skillful."
Mu Yuqing said sweetly: "Of course."
"Son."
The housekeeper suddenly signaled to Lin Jie.
He instantly glanced to the right, where were several Yintian Sect masters.
After waiting for a while, he saw an extremely uncomfortable person.
Lu Xianxian.
Next to her is an old woman in purple robe.
Accompanied by the old woman, Lu Xianxian was superior to others. After countless people gave way, he was walking towards Lin Jie.
"Boss, where is the Yintian Sect, the disciple of the sect leader?
Where is the sect leader?"
When Ye Huan saw the person, he suddenly became stunned.
He doesn't know about the Dream Tower yet.
Probably because of Luo Bing'er, a group of people from the Yintian Sect came over, and they all seemed very polite.
In addition, the old woman looked like a strong person at first glance.
This kind of person is aloof anywhere in the Immortal Sea.
but--
Lin Jie's face was numb, as if covered with a layer of frost.
"Lin Jie."
Under the watchful eyes of countless young martial arts cultivators, Lu Xianxian strode towards Lin Jie.
Lin Jie said coldly: "Say."
A hint of displeasure suddenly appeared on Lu Xianxian's heavenly face: "My master asked me to apologize to you."
Lin Jie showed a trace of hatred: "I don't accept the apology because I am not familiar with you and the Yintian Sect."
"Is something wrong?"
Ye Huan was very curious and confused.
Mu Yuqing also clearly saw that there was something going on between Lin Jie and the Yintian Sect.
This matter is not a small matter. After all, Lin Jie always greeted the Yintian Sect with a smile in the past. At this time, his attitude was worse than that of even strangers.
Lin Jie lazily said: "Let's go."
Lu Xianxian suddenly changed from his displeasure and forced a hint of coldness: "Lin Jie, didn't you hear clearly?
No ears?
I'm here to apologize to you."
Lin Mengyu suddenly stepped forward: "Don't talk about my brother."
"cough…"
When she saw Lin Mengyu for the first time, Lu Xianxian rolled her eyes with disdain, and then slightly covered her nose with a handkerchief.
"snort."
This made Ye Huan feel unhappy on the spot.
Lin Jie said: "Go back and tell your master, just say that I, Lin Jie, can't reach the Yintian Sect, and Lu Xianxian, I, Lin Jie, can't reach you, is that okay?"
On one side, the old woman walked out: "Lin Jie, the immortal is indeed wrong."
Lin Jie said for a moment: "She is right, I was wrong."
"you are wrong?"
The old woman didn't understand.
Lin Jie said: "My fault is that I am not born into a first-class martial arts sect. My fault is that I am not one of those talented men. My fault is that I cannot speak sweet words. My fault is that I cannot be hypocritical. What is wrong with me is that the toad wants to eat swan meat."
Unexpectedly, Lu Xianxian nodded hurriedly: "You also have advantages, I just discovered it."
"Xianxian, apologize."
The old woman suddenly became louder and louder.
Lu Xianxian pretended and bowed to Lin Jie: "Are you satisfied?
I, Lu Xianxian, have never apologized like this in my life. Are you satisfied?
Spirit Sword Sect?
Do you now have some bragging rights?
If my master hadn’t asked me to come here to apologize for trash like you, I wouldn’t have come.”
After hearing this, Lin Mengyu was furious, and angrily protected Lin Jie, and then pointed at Lu Xianxian: "You, you scold my brother, go away, you are a bad person, I don't like you."
Snapped--
After she finished speaking, Lu Xianxian, who was three feet away from the opposite side, raised his hand faster than his head and slapped Lin Mengyu hard on the face.
"puff."
Following the trend, Lin Mengyu lost weight and bumped into Lin Jie's arms, spinning on the ground and vomiting a mouthful of blood.
Lin Jie was furious and glared like a cold thorn: "Lu Xianxian! You!"
After Lu Xianxian beat the person, he didn't care: "She doesn't know the rules, I just taught her."
"Xianxian."
Even the old woman was shocked by it.
Lin Jie put away his anger again, laughed at himself, and said: "You're such a good Yintian Sect, hitting me is nothing. If you hit my sister, forget about my slap. My sister's slap is what the Yintian Sect owes me, get out of here."
.”
"I don't know what's good or bad."
Lu Xianxian turned around and laughed.
"Little rain."
Mu Yuqing and Ye Huan both cared about Lin Mengyu immediately.
"I'm fine, it hurts a little, it's nothing. My brother was scolded, and it hurts me even more."
Lin Mengyu was unwilling to give in, but wisely wiped away the blood stains.
"Yintian Sect, I want you to repay this slap."
Lin Jie's eyes shone with intense chill and indifference.
"What?"
Yintian Sect, sitting at the table.
Luo Bing'er, the Elder of Blood Prison and other big shots were sitting in the center waiting for the game to start.
When Lu Xianxian came back, he was very angry.
After saying that, Luo Bing'er was so angry that she almost slapped her in the face in public.
The elder of Blood Prison was stunned and said: "Did you beat his sister?
It’s over, Sect Master, this matter has actually developed to this point, I’ll let it go.”
The old woman suddenly said: "You can't blame Xianxian. Sect Master, you don't know how strong Lin Jie is. He doesn't look down on our Yintian Sect at all. The old man almost made a move."
The elder of the Blood Prison came closer and said: "Sect Master, the matter has come to this, the plan has to be changed. Due to the incident at the Jingmeng Tower, we have to compensate the Blood Refining Sect, the Backing Sect, and the Ziwei Sect. They want an explanation, so why not push this matter away?
When it comes to Lin Jie, we should stop protecting Lin Jie and completely separate ourselves from the Lingjian Sect. Moreover, the master of the Lingjian Sect and Tian Xuanzi have sent a large number of strong men to wait outside Xuanhai in order to kill Lin Jie.
Tribulation.”
"I support."
The old woman also agreed.
"The meeting begins."
Suddenly, the trumpet sounded loudly.
In a moment——
Luo Bing'er and countless people all looked at the flying sword platform.
From the giant gate standing out of thin air in the sky, countless musical notes and runes flew out, intertwining into a huge formation that enveloped the entire Sifang City.
In the blink of an eye, the day with the scorching sun in the sky has already set, the stars are dotted, and the bright moon is in the sky.
Such a huge array of magical power covered the Sifang City, completely shocking every martial arts cultivator present.
At this moment, in the starry sky, young faces gradually appeared, becoming increasingly clear. There were tens of thousands of them, all of them were martial arts cultivators who had signed up to compete.
"Lin Jie!!"
In the camp of the Spiritual Medicine Sect, Cheng Beiquan was instantly angered by the figures of the three disciples of the Spiritual Sword Sect from within the star screen.
The conference has begun!
The whole place is excited!
On the Flying Sword Platform, the Black Dragon Guards were staring at the countless figures of contestants in the starry sky. Suddenly, those figures moved.
When a figure flies to the Flying Sword Platform, another figure flies away at the same time. These two people are the contenders.