Chapter 1143

"Don't you see that? Mr. Yun just Just now

"What is it?"

"Blush!"

"Why What? "

"Are you kidding? It's impossible!"

"Make it clear. How did Mr. Yun blush? Why did he blush?"

When the voice spread, the crowd immediately exclaimed and their faces changed.

Always aloof cold cloud Xiang Han, unexpectedly also can blush?

Well, it doesn't matter if she blushes, but the key question is, why does she blush?

"I seem to see her blush. I thought it was an illusion just now, but it doesn't look like it is!"

"Get to the point! Why does elder Yun blush? "

"I am fucking Where do you know why she blushes? "

"It's not because of Jiang Tian?" Someone yelled.

The voice spread, the crowd is a burst of silence, people look at each other, the corner of the eye twitch more than, a look like to eat people.

"No way! It's absolutely impossible! "

"He is a villain of Chongyang. How can he de let elder Yun..."

"I don't believe he has the ability to kill me!"

They all gnash their teeth and roar. They stare at Jiang Tian one by one with cannibal eyes, as if they have a big hatred of life and death with him.

"What a shame! Don't let me meet him this time, or I will definitely want him to look good! "

"Don't worry, we so many people, there will be someone can meet him, then we must not leave your hands, hit me dead!"

"Yes! Fight to death

They all raised their arms and cried out with indignation. In their eyes, Jiang Tian seemed to have become a public enemy, and they wanted to fight him together!

"A bunch of idiots!"

Jiang tianlenglengleng looked at the crowd, frowned and sighed.

Even he didn't understand why Yun Xianghan had that reaction, but these people couldn't help guessing, which made people speechless!

At this time, the square suddenly sounded a burst of exclamation, people have looked at the edge of the square in the past, one by one showing a fanatical expression!

"Look, it's the inner disciple!"

"Hiss! The inner disciples are here at last

Looking at those strong breath of the inner door quickly came, the square suddenly exploded pot.

Everyone's eyes were hot and excited, and they all showed awe!

"Inner disciples?"

As Jiang Tianxun's reputation went, he saw a group of martial arts men, whose clothes were obviously different from those of other disciples, striding to the square with full pride!

Although the costumes of these people are not the same, they are embroidered with the silver cloud marks of the inner disciples to show that they are different from the outer disciples.

Each of them has a strong breath, and they are arrogant and domineering in their actions and actions!

Looking at the many outside disciples on the square, they looked cold and disdainful.

"I don't know what happened to zongmen. It's really speechless to let us compete with the younger generation like Wai men!" A tall yellow robed disciple gently brushed the silver cloud pattern on his chest, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Isn't it all because of the martial arts meeting of canglan next year?" A white robed disciple shook his head and sneered.

"Calm down! If we don't, we will probably have to wait until the end of the martial arts competition, which is also a waste of time The red robed disciple beside shook his head and laughed and said faintly.

"Zongmen is just playing the piano in such a way! Can't the inner and outer doors be separated and carried out separately as in the past? " A sharp faced green robed disciple frowned and complained, and his face was unhappy.

The red robed disciple shook his head and sneered: "can't you think of it? Hehe, go and ask the patriarch and the elder! "

"You..." The man's face was stiff, and when he reached the edge of his mouth, he held back.

Although he was an inner disciple, he did not dare to question the patriarch and the elder directly. Even the top internal talents with amazing qualifications did not have such qualifications and power.

But their troubles are not without cause.

Compared with the previous years, the martial arts of the sect has changed a lot, that is, the boundary between the inner and outer sects has been broken, and all the disciples have gathered together for a mixed competition.

This is mainly to save time. Of course, there is another level of consideration in the sect, which is to speed up the growth of the outer disciples with the help of the strong pressure of the inner disciples!

After all, zongmen's high-level vision can not be limited to a canglan state martial arts conference.

Even three years later, the Tianfeng martial arts association is not their ultimate goal.

For a sect, the biggest goal is to cultivate generations of talented disciples and keep the whole clan prosperous forever.

"Well, we can't worry about these things. We can do whatever the sect arranges. Anyway, these outer disciples are not our opponents. We should warm up for us."Out of the crowd came a tall white robed disciple. Even among the inner disciples here, he showed a superior posture.

However, no one from the same door was not satisfied, and even showed a respectful look.

"I've met elder martial brother Mu!"

"The priest is right!"

"Zongmen must have their arrangements to do so. Let's just give full play to our strength and have a good competition."

The crowd bowed their hands to the elder martial brother, and they didn't dare to offend him. Even the young disciples with sharp face and green robe also turned their displeasure and became respectful.

His name is mu yunduan. He is a top expert in the inner gate. His strength has already surpassed many sect elders. He even has a certain say in many affairs of the inner gate.

This kind of character is not comparable to that of ordinary inner disciples. Of course, the weight of what they say is different.

Mu yunduan was very satisfied with the performance of all the people. He nodded slowly, and with a proud smile, he waved to all the people to move on.

"Let's go. The elders are coming one after another. We can't neglect them either."

Under his leadership, the crowd quickened their pace and walked towards the inner disciple area next to the battle table.

"Brother pastor, there is something wrong with the arrangement of the sect martial arts. Can't you let the younger martial brothers complain about it?"

Suddenly, a proud and uninhibited voice came out of the crowd, but another inner disciple was venting his depression in his heart.

Mu Yun Duan frowned, his eyes a little cold, turned to look at the man, but did not get angry.

He was a tall and thin man with green robes. His breath was not under the cloud of mu. He had a cynical expression on his face. It seemed that he could not be serious on such occasions.

"Di Feng, do you have any opinions on the arrangement of the patriarch and the elders?" Mu Yun Duan frowned and said coldly.

Di Feng, a disciple of qingpao, said with a smile: "of course I have some opinions! I'd like to ask you, who can compete with us, just outside the door? Who can really be our opponent? "

Although mu yunduan is dissatisfied with his attitude, the other side's words are also true. Although he is somewhat depressed, it is not good to directly refute.

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