The crowd parted, and a white silhouette appeared.
Wearing white clothes, she is naturally an inner disciple. The white clothes are fluttering and dancing with the wind. Qianying has an exquisite face, as if carefully carved, a pair of beautiful big eyes, gentle as water, and the lotus steps move lightly, coming slowly.
This is a fairy, but she has come to this place full of dirt. There is a touch of anger in her gentle and watery eyes. She only frowns slightly at the pungent smell in the air.
Seeing this beautiful figure, everyone almost lost their minds.
"Sister Su Mengyao, why are you here?"
Seeing the person coming, the anger in Wang Xiong's heart was replaced by a surprise.
Wang Xiong looks to be in his twenties, and the woman in white in front of him looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old, but Wang Xiong calls her senior sister.
"Could it be Senior Sister Su Mengyao from the Inner Sect? She is only sixteen years old and has the peak strength of the eighth level of Qi. It is said that she is expected to enter the core of Lingwu Sect and become a core disciple."
"Oh my god, it's actually Senior Sister Su Mengyao?"
Some outer disciples were amazed, their eyes filled with enthusiasm, as if they had seen the goddess in their minds.
Su Mengyao is definitely the goddess in the eyes of all the outer disciples of Lingwu Sect. In addition to having the appearance of a goddess, she also has the talent of a goddess.
Known as the number one inner disciple.
But it's a pity that the current goddess didn't look happy at all when she saw everyone's fanatical eyes. Instead, she felt disgusted. She felt that it was an insult to herself to be stared at with fanatical eyes by such a person who couldn't distinguish between right and wrong.
"Have all the outer sects become like this now, where they can't even distinguish right from wrong?" Su Mengyao thought dissatisfied.
"What's going on? Wang Xiong, why are you here?" Su Mengyao looked at Wang Xiong and asked calmly.
"I'm fine, I just went out for a walk. Senior Sister Su, why are you here in such a dirty place?" Wang Xiong smiled and said politely.
Su Mengyao is known as the number one genius in the inner sect. At only sixteen years old, she is already at the eighth level of Zhenqi. In addition to her outstanding talent, she is also the object of pursuit by more disciples, including some core disciples, so Wang Xiong saw
When you come to Su Mengyao, you should be polite.
"Are you going out for a walk just to grab things?" Su Mengyao stared at Wang Xiong, with a hint of coldness in her watery eyes.
"Senior sister, this is unjust. I'm really here for a walk. Where can I go to grab things? As an inner disciple, why should I come to the outer sect to grab things? What is there in this useless place that is worth grabbing?
"Sweat has appeared on Wang Xiong's forehead, and his thoughts are running rapidly. The arrogance he had when facing Zi Chen has disappeared.
Although Su Mengyao didn't have any backstage in the inner sect, Wang Xiong didn't dare to provoke her, because the existences that provoked Su Mengyao in the past had disappeared quietly, and among them there was an existence at the ninth level of Qi.
"Do you still know that you are an inner disciple?" There was a touch of sarcasm in Su Mengyao's eyes. She glanced around, frowned and said: "These are all your masterpieces, you can tell by looking at a person's behavior.
A person's heart, I guess your heart is as dirty as these things."
Wang Xiong did not dare to refute and could only listen quietly. Su Mengyao's eyes swept around again.
"It's okay not to know right from wrong, but you are shameless enough to find a righteous excuse for him. People can be naive, but they cannot be ignorant and not know right from wrong, good or bad."
No one spoke, everyone lowered their heads. Even Wang Meng and others, who were extremely arrogant before, buried their heads deeply and did not even dare to look at Su Mengyao.
It was as if it was not a beauty, but a wild beast.
Wang Xiong laughed along with him, furious in his heart, but did not dare to show it on his face. In the minds of the outer disciples, Wang Xiong was the Heavenly King, but among the many inner disciples, he was nothing. And Su Mengyao was an inner disciple.
In my mind, it was inviolable, and his status was infinitely higher than Wang Xiong's.
He didn't dare to quibble anymore in front of Su Mengyao.
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
After preaching for a while, Su Mengyao turned to look at Wang Xiong.
"Let's go, let's go right away." Like a bereaved dog, Wang Xiong walked away dejectedly. Looking from behind, his white clothes were already wet with cold sweat on his back. He was obviously frightened.
"If you haven't left yet, do you still want to stay here to testify?" Su Mengyao glanced at the shocked people again.
With two simple words, he was able to scare away the arrogant Wang Xiong, which naturally shocked everyone.
Everyone shook their heads, and some wanted to say a word to the goddess, but after encountering the cold and disgusted eyes of the other party, they quickly lowered their heads and left one after another.
"Damn Zi Chen, it's all you who made me lose my composure in front of the goddess."
When leaving, more than one outer disciple had this thought in their mind. Unfortunately, Su Mengyao didn't notice them at all, let alone care about them.
She didn't even pay attention to Zi Chen. After everyone left, she turned around and left without even looking at Zi Chen.
"Senior sister." Zi Chen always felt awkward calling someone younger than him, but the other person saved him. Zi Chen could only say gratefully: "Thank you, senior sister, for saving my life."
"You don't need to thank me. I don't want to deal with the affairs of your outer disciples. Today's matter is just entrusted by others." Su Mengyao said without looking back. Although her voice was still calm, it lost its previous tone.
Chill.
As a goddess with a high status in the inner sect, how could she have the leisure to come here, let alone a place full of urination and defecation, so the appearance of the other party is obviously not a coincidence.
Just when Zi Chen was confused, he saw a thin figure in Tsing Yi in front of him. She was a cute and cute girl. She stuck out her tongue at Zi Chen from a distance, made a face, and left with Su Mengyao.
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"Lin Xue."
Seeing Qing Yi's figure, Zi Chen's puzzled expression was relieved.
He didn't know Su Mengyao, but he knew Lin Xue. A year ago, Zi Chen returned from an outing and saw the injured Lin Xue at the foot of the mountain. She could no longer walk, so Zi Chen carried her back.
Later, Zi Chen found out that the other party was Lin Xue, whose reputation was almost the same as that of Wang Meng among the outer disciples. In addition to his strength, there was also a backstage. Wang Meng's backstage was Wang Xiong, and Lin Xue was Su Mengyao's sister.
Lin Xue was very kind to Zi Chen, but Zi Chen's talent was average, and his strength was even more average. He was self-aware and never dared to expect anything extravagantly.
But he never expected that Lin Xue would invite Su Mengyao for his own sake today, and that Su Mengyao would be willing to come to this dirt-filled place for Lin Xue's sake. The relationship between the two parties was obviously unusual.
"Maybe she is repaying the favor." Zi Chen thought to himself, but he was full of gratitude.
Turning around, he looked at his own door. The pungent smell and filthy things made it almost uninhabitable.
The room was obviously unlivable, and Zi Chen was even more reluctant to live in Zhao Can's house next door.
"Zi Chen."
However, at this moment, another figure quickly came from a distance. The other person was also a young man, about the same age as Zi Chen, wearing the green clothes of Lingwu Sect. After smelling the smell in the air, he frowned slightly and looked at Zi Chen.
Chen said: "We can't live here anymore. Let's go to my place."
"Miaokong, when did you come back?" Zi Chen was surprised when he saw the person coming. He tiptoed and walked carefully outside.
"I have been back for a few days. I have heard about you. Zhao Can betrayed you." Miaokong said: "I have told you before that Zhao Can is very scheming and has many evil intentions.
It's okay to have a close friendship, but we can't have a deep friendship. You just don't listen, so it's better now because you've offended Wang Xiong."
Miaokong is also Zichen's friend and Zichen's brother, but Miaokong and Zhao Can are at odds. Some time ago, Miaokong went out to look for opportunities on his own, so Zichen called Zhao Can.
However, after what happened last time, Zi Chen had a grudge against the word brother in his heart.
"I just heard that Wang Xiong was going to trouble you, so I rushed over. Then I saw Wang Xiong with a dark face, Lin Xue who was happy, and Senior Sister Su Mengyao. How come she saved you?" Miaokong asked.
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"Um!"
"Wow, what kind of luck did you have to get Senior Sister Su Mengyao to help?" Miaokong screamed strangely.
Because of Su Mengyao's appearance, Wang Xiong took Wang Meng and others and left in despair. Today, he can be said to have suffered a huge loss of face.
"Brother, is Su Mengyao that scary? Isn't her strength very high?" Wang Meng looked at the depressed elder brother and asked doubtfully.
"You know nothing." Wang Xiong turned around and angrily said: "The strongest thing about Su Mengyao is not her strength, but her appearance, and her pursuer. Among the inner disciples, who doesn't know that Senior Brother Chen Feng is interested in her?"
If she offends Su Mengyao, she is equivalent to offending senior brother Chen Feng, so there is only one way to go."
"Senior Brother Chen Feng? The sect leader's direct disciple and the number one core disciple. It is said that he is expected to hit the True Essence Mirror." Wang Meng was startled.
"Of course, news has already spread among the core disciples that when the sect master returns this time, he will propose marriage to Chen Feng and make Su Mengyao a core disciple. Do you think I dare to provoke her?" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"This...!" Wang Meng didn't dare to speak, and the other two were also startled.
"What should we do about Zi Chen? Should we just forget about it?" After a moment of silence, Wang Meng asked again.
After pondering for a moment, Wang Xiong shook his head and said: "It doesn't count. I can't touch him in the sect. You guys think of some ways to lure him out."
"Okay, I will do it myself when the time comes." A ruthless look flashed in Wang Meng's eyes.
"No, you can't go. You have to practice hard. There are five Qi pills here. During this period, you can refine three of them and give them two. They can just go and do this." Wang Xiong took out a porcelain bottle.
, said: "This assessment of inner disciples is said to be the most generous in terms of rewards in so many years. Maybe there will be rewards for first-class martial arts, so you must get first place."
"Don't worry, brother. I'm now at the peak of the fifth level of Qi. Three Qi pills are enough for me to break through to the sixth level. And with the second-rate martial arts skills you gave me, brother, I will definitely be the first." Wang Meng is confident.