Gu Changsheng stood there and blinked, not knowing how to react. Was this Miss Susu putting on the vest by herself? She was clearly supposed to be a cold and arrogant saint, but she cast her ethereal and clear gaze on an ordinary young disciple, as if she was preparing to say something to him.
You must know that there are countless geniuses who have just come up to draw lots from the twenty-four sword peaks of the inner sect of the Sword Sect. Qi Hansu has always treated them equally with an indifferent attitude - as the most talented saint of the Sword Sect, she certainly has the capital. It’s okay to be arrogant…
But the question is how can you only do this to Gu Changsheng!
Could this kid really know some magic?
Seeing Qi Hansu's attitude, the little green tea underneath felt like she was being NTRed to her face.
Qi Hansu...what does she want to do!
"Are you from the Sixth Peak?" Qi Hansu said calmly, maintaining the persona of a cold saint in the vest.
"That's right! I'm Gu Changsheng of the Sixth Peak! I was lucky enough to meet my senior sister once." Gu Changsheng clasped his fists and followed the script written by Miss Susu.
"I remember you." Qi Han said calmly, "I hope you won't lose your reputation as the Sixth Peak."
The cold saint who cherished words like gold simply said a few words, and then looked away again.
On the surface, this is just the saintess of the Sword Sect encouraging the junior brother who has declined in Jianfeng, so that he can strive to rebuild the glory of the Sixth Peak. But in fact, Gu Changsheng knew that this was most likely deliberately designed by Miss Susu.
She has never had a good chance to get acquainted with Gu Changsheng. She has always said that she will let Gu Changsheng eat welfare. It is not possible. So far, Gu Changsheng has rarely even seen the saint. So what's the point? It would allow him to see benefits like black and white silk stockings.
So taking this opportunity, Miss Susu can give Saint Maiden and Gu Changsheng a legitimate reason to get to know each other - as a Saint, it must be a normal thing to care about the declining Jianfeng in the sect. Bar.
Seeing how Junior Brother Gu was being manipulated by him, Qi Hansu silently praised his wit in his heart.
Hi, as expected of me!
Even Master didn't notice that I was doing something right under her nose! Let me ask you who else is there!
However, in reality, Gu Changsheng and Qin Wuyi silently watched the performance of the Holy Lady, both speechless for a while.
Qin Wuyi: How could I accept such a stupid apprentice...
Gu Changsheng: Why would I want to conquer such a saintly lady with such a high social level... If she found out and really wanted to, she wouldn't fight me to death, right?
"Excuse me, Senior Sister! I'm so honored, Junior Brother!" Gu Changsheng didn't want to let Qi Hansu die on the spot, so he bowed in a low-key and humble manner, and then walked slowly towards the Supreme Elder.
The disciples below slowly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and their hearts dropped.
Immortal cultivators already have sharp ears and eyesight, not to mention the aid of talisman and seal skills. It turns out that Senior Sister Qi, as a saint of the Sword Sect, just gave a few words of encouragement to the disciples of the Sixth Peak who rarely came to participate in the competition.
I thought they really had an affair!
Only Little Green Tea bit her lip bitterly when she saw this scene - she could probably guess Qi Hansu's purpose, but her unhappy mood could not be relieved.
I should have been the one standing on top enjoying the attention, Qi Hansu, you black-hearted woman! Even if you want to steal my position as a saint, you actually want to steal my position as a licking dog!
Do you want to make Gu Changsheng like you by relying on the saint's special attention? Humph, if Gu Changsheng wasn't already mine, I'm afraid you would have succeeded.
Gu Changsheng stood still on the ring and raised his head. Two wooden signs in the sky were wrapped in a ball of sword energy and flew at high speed. Anyone who wanted to perceive the inner consciousness would be crushed by the sharp sword energy of the Supreme Elder.
There are only two wooden cards left, which correspond to the death group of Group A and the less death group of Group C.
The sword peak that was drawn behind the sixth peak was the 19th peak. They sweated when they saw Gu Changsheng's movements. At this time, they thought about life and death. If the sixth peak was sent, they would live.
In fact, for the strength of the Sixth Peak, Group A and Group C are both death groups. In this case, it is better to give the opportunity to our Nineteenth Peak! Many disciples of Nineteenth Peak thought so.
Under the gaze of everyone, Gu Changsheng slowly pointed his sword, and a green light burst out from his fingers, knocking down a wooden sign.
The breathing on the field suddenly became extremely quiet.
"Team A!"
Big Brother Dog Head: "..."
Brother Anti-Bone: "..."
Little Pixiu:!!!∑(Дノ)ノ
Little green tea: (╬◣д◢)
Unfair, redraw! I object to this result!
This fairy has to advance to the finals!
The big golden characters suddenly appeared, Gu Changsheng's mouth twitched, and many disciples in the audience also showed expressions of gloating:
"In the death group, the Sixth Peak is really not as strong as at home."
"Who says it's not the case? I just thought that the sect would take some care of Jianfeng, who hasn't come to participate in the competition for so long. I didn't expect him to be so selfless."
"Now Group A has the first peak, the third peak, the fifth peak, and the sixth peak. The first peak is T0 and the third peak is T1. The qualifying spots are basically reserved for these two." Someone quickly started to analyze. grouping status.
"There shouldn't be any objections. There is T0 Ninth Peak in Group B, and I guess they have also booked a qualifying spot."
"Have you discovered a very scary thing... This year, the two top sword peaks, First Peak and Ninth Peak, are in the top half of Group A and B, which means that the finals will no longer be between First Peak and Ninth Peak. It’s a fateful showdown!”
"That's great. I've watched the T0 Jianfeng Civil War every time I go back to the finals. This year I want to see a river of blood!"
"+1, I want to see rivers of blood!"
Nineteenth Feng, who was lying down, almost smiled crookedly. The disciples hugged each other excitedly, grateful to Gu Changsheng for his divine hand.
Qin Wuyi seemed to see the helplessness on Gu Changsheng's lips, and said lightly: "There are no absolutes in this world."
She was encouraging Gu Da Huangmao. After hearing this, Gu Changsheng came back to his senses, nodded respectfully and said, "Disciple understands..."
Miss Susu hesitated for a moment, wanting to say that such a result was too unfair to the Sixth Peak, but after thinking about it, she still couldn't speak. She is now a saint of the Sword Sect. If she is too biased towards a certain sword peak, it will inevitably cause some reactions.
After all, one of them is going to be in the death group. Doesn’t it mean that if the sixth peak is in, then the 19th peak deserves to be unlucky?
This can't go on like this. I'm still waiting to finally meet Junior Brother Gu at the top! Qi Hansu frowned and began to think about how to calmly let the disciples of the First Peak relax a little so that the Sixth Peak could successfully advance.
As a saint of the Sword Sect, it is reasonable to use a little bit of your privileges, right? If that doesn't work, why don't I go on stage and play a fake game?
(End of chapter)
