Ye Qinghan had a complicated expression: "Your fans are quite enthusiastic."
Song Hansheng: "Get lost."
After he finished speaking, seeing Chu Xingzhi also trying to make trouble, Song Han said coldly, "Get out of here."
Duan Hengdao's tone was drawn out, "How ruthless. Song Hansheng."
Miaomiao nodded: "No female cultivator would like you like this."
Song Hansheng didn't know what sin he had committed to be surrounded and criticized by so many disciples.
On this night, a sect won first place, and a direct disciple wanted to commit a humiliating act.
There was another person who was cracked.
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The news that Changming Sect won first place in the individual competition by beating other disciples spread out, and the threshold for disciples from Changming Sect to register was almost broken. Qin Fanfan was grinning from ear to ear, but it was difficult to tell what the mood of the other sects was.
Everyone in the Changming Sect was celebrating. I don't know which high-ranking official was so wicked as to light firecrackers in other sects and then ran away. For a moment, other sects were so angry that they gnashed their teeth.
People's sorrows and joys are not the same. The atmosphere of the direct teachings in other sects is somewhat depressed, but this has nothing to do with Changming Sect. Mu Chongxi enthusiastically expressed his desire to have barbecued skewers.
Xie Chuxue also wanted to help, but was kicked away by Qin Fanfan.
He said aggrievedly, "Am I not your favorite uncle?"
"No. You are not." Xue Yu closed the door indifferently, and the world became quiet.
The elders and the leader of Changming Sect were ruthlessly shut out of the celebration, but Xie Chuxue did not give up and shamelessly found a suitable angle to eavesdrop.
Among the five people, only Xue Yu knew how to grill. He was speechless for a moment and could only sit down and grill the skewers for them. The skewers he put on the table were quickly eaten up. Zhou Xingyun saw that he could not keep up with the three eaters, so he sighed and joined him in helping.
The eldest brother can cook. Ye Qiao was surprised, "Eh."
They could understand that Xue Yu knew a little bit. Alchemists were in contact with the alchemy furnace every day and were very good at controlling the temperature. How could Zhou Xingyun do that?
Ming Xuan blew on the skewers in his hand and said vaguely, "Big Brother is from the side branch of the Zhou family, right?"
Zhou family's side branch, if Duan Chen hadn't chosen him, and he wasn't a direct descendant, then his environment in the Eight Great Families must have been very bad. It's not difficult to understand that he can cook a little.
Ye Qiao was fighting with Ming Xuan and Mu Chongxi for the skewers. Seeing this, she looked up. She remembered that in the original novel, Yun Que had a redemption scenario!
Zhou Xingyun handed it to her and asked, "What are you daydreaming about?"
Ye Qiao had not forgotten how he was captured by Yun Que, and his tone was sincere, "Big Brother, do you think we are warm?"
Zhou Xingyun stretched out his hand and calmly suppressed the hair on her head. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Ye Qiao shook his head and did not answer.
Judging from this, the ending of the original novel would not be the same.
Zhou Xingyun didn't care. He stretched and continued to transform into a ruthless barbecue robot.
Looking at the people who were hurriedly scrambling for food, and Xue Yu who was choked and covered in dirt, he recalled Ye Qiao's words and was stunned. The campfire next to him was a little hot. Zhou Xingyun's fingertips shrank slightly, but he could really feel the burning sensation.
Thousands of lights, bustling with activity, are indeed very warm.
The Changming Sect was making barbecue skewers, and other sects heard the news and came, opening the doors and windows, looking down, and coming over when they smelled the aroma.
Song Hansheng had the experience of being blackmailed in the last game when he got a free barbecue skewer, so he came with other sects this time.
Chu Xingzhi waved his hand, "Ye Qiao! Want a free meal?"
"Get lost." Ye Qiao heard a group of people shamelessly rushing in without even raising her head. She didn't even have enough food.
"We are all friends, what's wrong with eating your food?" Duan Hengdao shamelessly sat next to her.
Ye Qiao turned his face and said ruthlessly: "Who is your good friend?"
Si Miaoyan said in a surprised tone, "You guys roasted it and it smelled so good."
The people who know politeness also belong to the Bishui Sect. They did not come empty-handed. Si Miaoyan brought a few jars of wine and put them on the ground. Mingxuan smelled the scent, took out a cup and tasted it.
"This is spiritual wine, made from the spiritual plants in our Bishui Sect. Drinking more will have a nourishing effect on the mind." Miaomiao shrank her neck and whispered, "I stole it when Liu Yun wasn't paying attention."
Liu Yun realized it later: "!! Miaomiao!"
The Bishui Sect brought gifts, and the other three sects were able to stay because they had thicker skins than city walls. Seeing this, Ye Qiao didn't bother to argue. After she had her fill, she tried the wine brought by the Bishui Sect, and it tasted quite good.
I just feel dizzy after drinking it.
"Drunk." Xue Yu poked her and found that Ye Qiao was very well behaved after being drunk. The girl lowered her eyebrows and hugged her knees without moving.
Chu Xingzhi immediately became enthusiastic upon hearing this, and stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her, "Hi. Ye Qiao, I'm your father. Do you remember me?"
"Get lost." Mu Chongxi kicked him away. How dare he take advantage of his junior sister!
Shen Ziwei's eyes turned: "Do you remember that you owed me one million spirit stones?"
Xue Yu silently put the plate on Chen Ziwei's face, "She's already having such a hard time. Your Chengfeng Sect is so rich, why did you lie to her?"
Ye Qiao was speechless as she looked at her disciples who tried to come over and talk to her. She was drunk, not stupid. Why did they all rush to trick her?
She lay on the ground, too lazy to answer their nonsense.
The situation then gradually got out of control.
Mu Chongxi, Ye Qinghan, Zhou Xingyun, Qin Huai and other sword practitioners were all a little dizzy from drinking.
They suddenly started playing rock-paper-scissors.
Mu Chongxi laughed wildly: "Hahaha, I win, take it off!"
Ye Qinghan had a blank expression on his face and took off his coat slowly with a serious look.
"No." Zhu You's face changed drastically, and he rushed over, trying desperately to protect his senior brother's integrity!
The elders who were eavesdropping outside almost jumped up.
These kids are just celebrating, why are they taking off their clothes?
That’s not all, they soon heard Zhou Xingyun’s voice.
In the yard, Zhou Xingyun pointed at the KFC that had flown to the tree and said in a cold and serious tone, "Little girl, why aren't you wearing any clothes? Are you crazy?"
KFC: “…”
Song Hansheng's mouth twitched: "I think you are the one who is crazy!"
The courtyard of the Five Sects was filled with the shouting of several sword cultivators, as well as several elders who rushed in and scolded them impatiently, signaling them to keep their voices down.
The grand sect competition came to an end tonight.
Ye Qiao lazily lay down on the ground, feeling drunk, "It's over."
"It's over." Xue Yu squeezed over, his eyes curved, and the corners of his lips slightly raised: "We are first."
At this point, Kyushu is the same color.
Or the frost of the young men.
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The competition is finally over. I will update the following 8,000 words in advance.
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