"Boss, we just gained two points, what will we do when we get back?"
"Yes, if the patriarch finds out, will he kill us?"
Listening to the sound from behind, Meng Jing was also speechless.
The fat man's sect had just gained three points.
Now, he met another sect that had gained two points.
Meng Jing helped his forehead.
If nothing unexpected happens to this sect, it will probably be the last sect.
Why did the sects ranked first and second to last allow me to meet them all?
Soon, Meng Jing came to his senses.
Although the formation this time has been lit up well.
However, the real start time is at noon.
In other words, before that, you can still hunt World of Warcraft for a while.
And these sects at the bottom are completely the kind that don't want to make progress.
Your points are low, don’t you have any points?
"Forget it, let's go!"
With this second-to-last lesson in mind, Meng Jing didn't want to pay more attention to this last-to-last sect.
The penultimate sect is already so poor, so how rich will the penultimate sect be?
It must be just so-so.
What's more, the penultimate sect has not provoked him yet.
"Boss, there seem to be two people in front of you!"
"Yes, do you think we should tie these two up and extort money from their sect?"
The two younger brothers beside him suggested.
…
Meng Jing, who was standing not far away, almost spit out blood when he heard these words.
Sure enough, if any trouble occurs, it will be caused by a bunch of villains.
Is this wave coming again?
It looks like I have to call the Monkey King again to teach those guys a lesson.
These people are not very strong, so let yourself take action.
Completely redundant.
"No, no, we are the last sect. It is a good thing not to be bullied by others. Why are you bullying others?"
"We'd better go back as soon as possible, I haven't slept well in the past two days!"
The young man among the group waved his hands and said calmly.
After finishing speaking, he yawned.
Meng Jing also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what the other party said.
It seems that the last young master from the sect seems to be very Buddhist.
Moreover, compared to the sect that was just second to last.
The eldest young master of the sect who is number one from the bottom is quite sensible.
This gap is really not that big.
This made Meng Jing's impression of that guy increase a lot.
If others don't mess with you, you won't bother them either.
Since the other party is so sensible, he might as well hurry up and get to that beam of light.
Meng Jing was about to set off when he looked back again.
Then, he frowned.
It seems like another trouble is coming!
Behind the penultimate sect, another sect appeared.
As for this sect, the overall strength is pretty good.
There are even two or three powerful spiritual cultivators in the sect.
But this trouble is not directed at him.
Rather, it was for the sect that was ranked last.
"Hey, isn't this the last sect?"
"Yes, why can't you, the eldest young master of the Han family, see it?"
A large number of people appeared behind the last sect. After these people saw the last sect.
There was a very disdainful expression on his face.
"You dare to insult our young master, you are seeking death!"
The last sect members heard a few insults coming from behind, and their faces turned into anger.
He clenched his fists, intending to rush forward and beat the opponent.
But soon, a handsome young man walked out from among the crowd.
"Why does this person feel so familiar!"
Meng Jing saw the eldest young master of the sect who was the last one coming out of the crowd.
The whole person's expression was also dull.
This man was wearing a long robe and a white coat, which was somewhat similar to Yao Chen.
But, what the hell is this lazy expression?
Lazy and listless.
This is the evaluation that Meng Jing can give to the other party.
Moreover, the other party's eyes were almost narrowed into slits.
However, for such a person, why do I have memories of him?
Moreover, this memory seems to be a bit...
What's wrong with looking back?
"Yeah, are you looking for me?"
The eldest young master of the penultimate sect came out and looked at him with a smile.
When they saw each other, the people who had just laughed at him were all stunned.
If it were anyone else who was taunting the other person like this, he would have gone up and beaten him up!
What happened to this person?
They all said that about him!
The result was good, indifferent.
Instead, he looked at them with a smile.
This guy must have masochistic tendencies!
"Are you Han Yu, the young master of the Han family?"
After the other party's temperless reply, the other party was silent for a while.
Only then did someone pluck up the courage and take a step forward.
"It's me, what's wrong?"
Han Yu asked with a smile.
"Our boss said, hand over your black pattern card, otherwise..."
"Ah, what's going on?"
The young man looked at the black-patterned card that Han Yu took the initiative to hand over, and his whole body turned to stone on the ground.
Why doesn't this person play his cards according to the rules?
The normal plot is not that the other party's eldest young master should not be willing to hand over the black pattern card.
Then, it would be right for the two sects to fight over this!
Why was the other party so cooperative in handing over the black pattern card?
This left me with no temper at all.
To answer or not to answer?
The young man hesitated and looked back at his brother.
"What should I do!"
Getting the black pattern card so easily was definitely not their purpose.
"Master Han, since you are so kind and gave us the black pattern card, we have to accept it!"
Another voice sounded from behind the young man.
Compared with the young man in front of Han Yu, this young man was somewhat arrogant.
After walking over, he also stretched out his hand to take the black pattern card handed over by the other party.
There was a snap.
The two hands crossed each other, and the black pattern card fell to the ground.
Immediately, the other young man showed a surprised expression.
"I'm so sorry, eldest young master of the Han family, my hand slipped!"
"Can you please pick it up and give it to me?"
As soon as these words came out, the auras of the young people behind Han Yu surged wildly, and the storm started.
"You asked our young master to pick it up for you, are you worthy?"
"Yeah, don't go too far!"
On the other side, Meng Jing couldn't stand it anymore.
Although he has always been a melon-eater.
However, as a melon-eater, I saw that the young man named Han Yu was still smiling.
Suddenly, I felt so useless.
If you need to beat me, I'll beat you. I'm so scared!
"No trouble, no trouble!"
Still smiling, Han Yu picked up the card from the ground and handed it to the other party.
Seeing this scene, the young man was stunned for a few seconds.
The other party can be regarded as the eldest young master of the sect. Isn't this too easy to bully?
But soon, he turned back to his brothers and laughed a few times.
"Haha, Young Master Han is just as our young master said, he is as useless as that guy!"
"Yes, yes, as expected, waste and waste have always cherished each other!"
The next second, the young man at the front was ready to taunt again, and a tyrannical force spread from his abdomen.
The whole person's figure shot out!
