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The Fairy Tail is coming soon.

In this year's competition, countless Immortal Sect disciples, in addition to expecting to stand out in the competition, are also looking forward to the peak Feng Zun disciple with a subtle mood.

Feng Zun's disciple Xuan Ling.

When he was brought back to Xianshan, apart from a beautiful and delicate face and the snow lotus between his eyebrows, he was very impressive, but his aptitude was general.

After several years of cultivation, could Feng Zun be able to teach an ordinary aptitude to be such a powerful character?

Nobody believed it. The disciples are all in a delicate mood and want to know—what is the current cultivation of this disciple who has not appeared for several years?

"Eldest brother, do you really want to do this?" The disciple in charge of drawing lots hesitated.

He didn't quite understand why the eldest brother had to fight with that disciple of average aptitude?

"Senior brother, he is definitely not your opponent, but he is Feng Shizun's apprentice. You can't hurt him...why fight him?"

The disciple asked inexplicably, but only Xiao Qinghe frowned impatiently, "Just do it well."

He looked up to the top.

An apprentice who didn't know where he came from, with average aptitude, but inexplicably became Feng Zun's disciple...

Thinking of the last time at the summit, he was kicked out by the master... Xiao Qinghe's eyes flashed a trace of resentment.

After many years, he also wanted to know, what kind of cultivation is that beautiful child now?

Although he is a senior disciple of Xianmen who has practiced for many years, he is a bit bullying when he competes with a new apprentice. But Xiao Qinghe couldn't control that much.

He doesn't really beat people up like that.

Just want to make the other person embarrassed.

It's also a good way to let those female disciples who talk about the beauty of newcomers every day know that appearance is the most superficial. And let the master know that... I am much more talented than that person.

That kind of person is only worthy of being trampled on by himself.

Xiao Qinghe watched the lottery being done well, then slightly raised the corner of his mouth and left with satisfaction.

...

The next day, Yu Chu took Xuan to the peak.

Little Demon God's beauty has captured the hearts of all the female disciples without any surprise.

The young man just stood quietly behind Immortal Venerable, the snow lotus between his eyebrows was beautiful, and his eyes were ink-washed.

It's just a pity that the young man didn't raise his eyes to look at others from beginning to end. His ink-washed pupils only stared at his master obediently. After she sat down, he thoughtfully reached out to pour tea for the master.

The white fingers held the teapot, the knuckles were slender and beautiful, and the boy's drooping eyes looked calm.

"He's so good-looking..."

"Unfortunately, when it was brought by Feng Shizun back then, it was said to be a mediocre talent..."

"Yeah, what a pity."

"If you have talent, coupled with this appearance, it's really..."

The words finally became vaguely shy, and the female disciples looked at each other and snickered.

Just for this appearance, if he is really talented, then he is a perfect immortal companion.

Such a stunning fairy couple...

Xiao Qinghe, who was on the side, vaguely heard the conversation, but he hooked the corner of his mouth in disdain, looked up at the slender young man in the distance, and narrowed his eyes.

During the competition for a while, wait for the person to kneel in front of him to see if these people can still become narcissistic.

he thought coldly.

After the big competition officially started, Yu Chu sat and watched the play until he saw Xiao Qinghe coming to the stage to draw lots. After the draw, he turned his head and stared straight at Xuan Ling.

Yu Chu frowned slightly.

Xiao Qinghe smiled and showed the sign in his hand, and politely said, "Junior Brother Xuan, please be merciful."