As soon as Sake's voice came out, everyone who had walked around a lot couldn't help but look in the direction of Sake.
Some were puzzled, some were shocked.
"Who is that?"
"Sake! Extremely clear sake, the last disciple of God Yan Qing."
"Ah, no, why is she here? I seem to have heard that her spiritual roots were destroyed and she has no cultivation!"
"!!!! If not brother, who did you listen to?"
"My friend's relative's brother's friend joined Jiqing, and everyone in Jiqing heard about it in a vague way."
"Then what is she doing here? She really has no cultivation."
Everyone couldn't help but start talking as soon as Sake's voice came out.
Although Ji Qing has never announced it to the outside world, such rumors always spread faster than the truth.
Everyone couldn't help but look at the sake, and then at Yan Qing on the stage.
His cold and arrogant eyes seemed to be unable to hold anything, and his dark eyes were full of calm. His black hair was scattered around his ears. Jian was so handsome that people could not help but marvel at him. There was an aura of indifference and coldness surrounding him.
His eyelids were slightly lowered, as if he was looking down at where the sake was.
"Tell me your name and sect."
Chen Gan squinted at Sake, his sharp eyes staring at Sake across the crowd.
No trace of cultivation?
"Sake... extremely clear!"
He glanced at Ji Qing's disciples, then looked at Yan Qing and said calmly.
"Yan Qing, is this your disciple?"
Chen Qian asked Yan Qing behind him with a sideways glance.
She was already surprised when Yan Qing suddenly came to participate in the competition, but she didn't expect that another disciple would be added to the list originally submitted.
Yan Qing did not answer, but just stared at the sake for a moment, squeezed the handle of the chair with a slight force, and finally nodded lightly in Chen Qian's eyes.
"Um."
He replied with a faint nasal voice.
"Okay, Ji Qing is adding..."
When Chen Qian saw Yan Qing nodding, he turned around to make an announcement.
"Wait a minute, I wonder if the rules of the competition stipulate that you must represent your sect to participate?" At this moment, Sake suddenly asked again.
Yan Qing's eyes suddenly darkened on the stage, and his mouth felt a little sour.
"There are no rules for the competition!"
Chen Qian, who didn't understand why Qingjiu asked this, thought for a while and gave an affirmative answer.
Everyone on the scene couldn't help but be curious about what Sake meant when he said this.
I always feel like I'm going to get something great.
"Then Qingjiu wants to participate in this competition on behalf of Yi Hong. He has no other intention. He just sees that there are only three of Yi Hong and feels it is unfair. Please help."
"Small wine!"
"Little junior sister, you are crazy."
Everyone was shocked when Qingjiu's words came out, and they all looked at her in surprise.
The sect is still alive, and the master is a god and is still present. For Qingjiu to say such things openly and openly, this is clearly an act of deviance, bullying the master and destroying the ancestors.
Little did Qingjiu know that he would become famous throughout the continent with just one sentence. Everyone knew that Jiqing was a person who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors.
Wan Huo and Nie Ling rushed towards Qingjiu quickly. Even Nie Ling, who had always been indifferent, could not maintain his emotions on his face. His face was filled with guilt while he ran towards Qingjiu anxiously.
"Ahem, cough, cough, you can't go just as you say, you also need the consent of the people in Yihong."
After living for hundreds of years, this was the first time he heard this outrageous request. Chen Gan coughed lightly, glanced at Yan Qing, and said to the sake below.
"Hey, that's a good suggestion. I agree. It's difficult at this time. There are still people thinking about us, Yi Hong. Don't worry, little girl. Winning or losing doesn't matter. I like you."
Before Qingjiu could reply, a strong man eight feet tall, with muscles all over his face and a beard, but bright features and a black iron sword at his feet landed on the high platform.
She glanced at Qingjiu and then at Mu Ruo, who was not far behind her, and said with a smile.
"Fellow Taoist Three, you are here too."
When Chen Qian saw the person coming, he was surprised at first, then looked at the person with some confusion and said.
"I haven't seen you, Senior Chen Qian for a long time."
The man also bowed respectfully towards Chen Qian, and the muscles all over his body could be seen shaking through the navy blue robe.
"Master, look!"
Qingjiu glanced at the strong man, suppressed the smile on his lips, looked up at Chen Qian and said.
"Yan Qing..."
"Follow her!"
Yan Qing glanced at the sake and then stood up slowly, leaving a few words before waving away.
[Yo, I'm angry, tsk...]
[Hey, I’m so disappointed... You can’t see my happy expression anymore. 】
[Hey, is it difficult to feel the same way? Sure enough, you still don’t understand me. 】
"Okay, Qingjiu represents Yi Hong to participate in the trial. The competition begins, everyone pay attention to the time." Chen Qian lit up the flowers of time on the square with a wave of his hand.
The time flower has six petals, each petal represents an hour. When the color of the two petals all fades away, it is the end of time.
"Xiaojiu, why are you like this? And when did you come out."
The crowd slowly dispersed, although they still wanted to see Ji Qing's jokes, but time was tight and the tasks were heavy, so they had no choice but to leave.
Sake looked at the people in front of him, and then...
"vomit……"
He turned his head and ran to the side, retching.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
【It's completely intentional. 】
[It’s so rude. How can you vomit in front of others? You have to carry someone behind your back no matter what. 】
[But it’s so difficult, looking at their faces...]
Sake was retching and complaining in his mind.
"Small wine..."
"You can ignore me. I was just afraid of disturbing your interest so I didn't tell you. I was even more afraid of disturbing you so I didn't compete as Ji Qing. It's no big deal."
Qingjiu squatted on the ground and waved to the few people in Jiqing.
Upon hearing this, Nie Ling and others felt guilty instantly on their faces.
"Xiaojiu...it's senior brothers, I'm sorry for you!"
Wan Huo was the first to speak. He walked to Qingjiu and wanted to help her up from the ground. The guilt in his eyes seemed to overflow.
"I can't afford it. I have to leave first." Qingjiu covered his mouth and stood up, giving those people a cold look.
Those participating in the competition this time were Nie Ling, Mu Ran, Wan Huo, An Ranran, Wan Hanxiu, Yin Xingyu, Gu Zhixu, but Yun Wu did not participate.
Qingjiu doesn't quite understand the rules for Jiqing to participate in the trial, and he doesn't want to understand.
[Shake your head well before speaking again. 】
[How much is sorry worth? If you have the time to say sorry, why not throw 100,000 crystal coins at me? 】
[Isn’t it a waste of your father’s time to talk nonsense? 】
"Hey, are you waiting for me?"
Here Qingjiu looked at the three teenagers standing not far away, and trotted over with a warm smile on his face.
"Don't hold back."
Wan Dong glanced at Qingjiu, then glanced behind her, leaving a cold word before pulling the two teenagers next to him to leave.
Sake rubbed his nose and followed silently.
Soon a few people arrived at the back mountain of Danxia Sect.
The mountains and forests are quiet, but they hide mysteries.
"There are spiritual forces moving everywhere, and there are three spiritual forces approaching us from the north."
Qingjiu has no cultivation, and even the spiritual power injected into the badge is squeezed out. Although it is a bit difficult for Qingjiu to follow the people of Yihong, there are always some people who regard Qingjiu as the first target for plundering the badge.
"coming!"
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