"Shifu, Xueer and I will take part in this competition. Let's leave the quota of wanmuguan to Feifei and elder martial sister Wuxin."

Hearing Mo Li's words, Kuki was not too surprised, but looked at Hua Feifei with great interest: "little girl, don't leave your brother to let you participate in the trials on behalf of my Wan Muguan, would you like to?"

Hua Feifei had been dealing with dead wood in Qingfeng mountain for a long time. She turned her lips and hummed, "as long as it's something that my brother calls me, I'll be willing to do it. But I don't want to enter your WanMu temple. If I mix with you all day, what can I do when I can't get married? "

The withered wood was stunned, and looked at the withered leaf, looked up and laughed: "ha ha ha, good, good! You don't need to join wanmuguan. You just need to be a registered disciple. Is that ok? And if you really can't get married at that time, I, the master, will let Li'er marry you. In this way, you will still be our disciple of wanmuguan... "

The words of dead wood this time didn't make people think, even the dead leaves who have been together for so many years are a little surprised. If you think about it carefully, this girl has such a good talent, but her younger martial brother is willing to let go. The real foreshadowing of her feelings is here! Also, if this girl really married her nephew, she would be a disciple of Wan Muguan!

"Mo Li, brother, do you see that? I said you are a crafty master. Now you believe it? "

"Feifei, don't be rude!"

"Hahaha... Well, I'm very crafty, but I need you to be willing to do it yourself!"

In front of a group of young people, dead wood is rare, open mind.

After the joke, the rest is about the discussion of some things after tomorrow's meeting. After chatting about these, Mo Li thought of the confusion in his heart during this period of time.

"By the way, master, tomorrow I'd like you to help me look at a man and see if he has any problems. That's... That's..."

Mo Li didn't know how to explain his intuition for a moment, but Kuki shook his head and laughed, and said, "do you want me to help you see if Meng you has hidden his strength, right?"

"Master, do you know?"

Don't be surprised.

"Well, I've known for a long time. Not only him, but also the middle-aged man named Fang Qing and the young man named Ling Xiao who came into your wanbaoge with him. Kuxian has helped you investigate. There's nothing wrong on the surface, but you have to be careful. Can not find out only two points, first, the other side is really clean. Second, the other side is hiding too deep. If it's the former, it's better. If it's the latter, it's serious. "

Dead wood's face rarely appeared a little dignified, Mo Li's heart is constantly warm.

It seems that master has been paying attention to himself, but he has been doing everything behind his back in silence, never telling them.

"Don't worry, master. I'll pay attention."

"Eh..." Kuki nodded, took out a pure white feather coat from the ring, and pushed it to Su ranxue: "Xueer, this is the feather coat that I and your martial uncles gathered together from all over the world some time ago, and let the owner of Duanmu family refine for you in Zhongzhou. It's helpful to suppress the blood poison in your body."

Su ranxue was stunned and stared at the old man for a long time. Then she looked up and down, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Master, uncle, you... You didn't come down from the school, but just came back from Zhongzhou?"

Su ranxue's voice fell down, and Mo Li found that the look of dead wood and dead leaves was really dusty.

"Well, I'm in a hurry." Withered wood kind smile, but this smile Su ranxue see in the eyes, but it is more and more feel sour in the heart.

Reaching out and touching the feather coat on the table, Su ranxue clenched her lips and choked silently. Finally she turned to cover her cheeks and ran back to the room.

"I'll go and have a look."

"We'll go too."

Mo Zhiyin, Hua Feifei and Jun Xin quickly catch up.

Mo Li's heart also has some bad taste.

To tell you the truth, when he joined wanmuguan, his original intention was to find a backer to compete with the place. No matter whether deadwood had other purposes at that time, judging from what he had done during this period, he simply regarded Mo Li and Su ranxue as his disciples, but he cherished and cared for them.

"Thank you, master."

Don't bend over the dead wood.

"I am your master."

Dead wood only said a word, but it is more warm than any rhetoric.

"Well, you can also accompany Xueer. Your martial uncle and I have to meet with the leaders of other factions. After all, we should make sure of each other's bottom line first, and we can have a score in mind when we meet tomorrow."

Kuki got up and patted Mo Li on the shoulder, and walked out of the hospital with Kuye, leaving Mo Li to look at the back of the two old people. His clear eyes became softer and more respectful.

Among the seven schools, more than Wan Muguan has arrived at Ruoshui villa. Cangyan mountain, shuiyunzong, Lianjin hall, heishigu, and Beitang are all home owners or leaders who bring people to attend this meeting.

If there is any grand event in the northern part of the Tianyuan continent that deserves the attention of the seven schools, it must be the birth of the Jiufeng ruins. Compared with any other forces, the seven long-standing sects have a better understanding of the ruins of Jiufeng. They know what it means to open the ruins every time.

In the reception hall of the Ximen family, the representatives of the seven sects are sitting upright. On the top of the main seat is Ximen Lu's father, Ximen Po.

Looking at a group of old acquaintances below, Simon gently stroked his beard on his chin and said: "everyone, this time, other forces mean that our seven schools can only be divided into 14 places, and the remaining six are decided by the trials. What do you think?"

Master Simon obviously had some understanding of the thoughts of other forces, and as soon as he spoke, he hit the point.

"Fourteen?" Ouyang Zun, the leader of cangyan mountain, snorted coldly and turned his lips disdainfully: "it's good to give them two places before, but do you want six more this time? Why

"Yes, Sir Simon... You don't mean to promise them, do you?"

Tie Xu, the leader of the gold smelting hall, also raised a touch of ridicule in the corner of his mouth. It seems that he is ridiculing those ambitious forces who are beyond their capacity.

"I really want to promise them!" Tiexu was just a joke, but no one thought that ximenpo's words were amazing: "I have received the news that this time, the red flower envoy and the blue lotus envoy of the four messengers of the red chamber have come in person!"

When this remark came out, people's faces in the hall changed dramatically.