Dragon Prince Yuan

Time passed quietly, unconsciously, and January arrived.

Only one day away from the Grand Prix of Mountains.

The atmosphere outside the mountain is also extremely tight. Many disciples, all of whom are divine, have hidden the color of tension deep in their eyes, because they all understand how important tomorrow's mountain selection ceremony is.

That's a real step dragon, a step bug.

In the last three months of coming to the mountains outside of the Cangxuan Sect, they have experienced the vastness of the Cangxuan Sect, various cultivation resources, far from their previous dynasties, family comparison.

And this is true of the outer mountains alone, what would it be like to be a disciple of the inner mountains?

So they all know that only here can they truly set foot on the cultivation avenue.

The nearest mountain selection ceremony in front of them is the first stop of the Land Rover that they enter the Cangxuan sect. Only through this level can they truly climb the Dragon Gate.

……

In the mountains.

At the end of the day's practice, Zhou Yuan glanced at the people and said: “Gentlemen, tomorrow is the mountain festival. I will wait and see what the future holds. ”

Beneath that, Song Wanxi, Joshua, Zhao Xiao and many other disciples, also look soberly, and they look at Zhou Yuan with a little respect.

Over the past month, the Zhou Yuan has indeed fulfilled his promise of pointing them to the provenance and empowering them.

“Brother Zhou Yuan, I dare not forget the favor of this month. If there is anything that needs to be dispatched later, just say one word and we will certainly help each other.” Song Wanxi looked at Zhouyuan and said sincerely.

Zhao Xiao also nodded seriously. "I rarely obey people, Xiaoyuan, you are the first. If you enter the inner mountains in the future, if there is anything you need, I will never say a word. ”

The other disciples, too, made a lot of noise, and it can be seen that they were truly grateful for the Zhou Yuan. After all, if Zhou Yuan hadn't stood up, they would not have had the courage to provoke the local disciples of the Holy Land under the leadership of the land wind.

And today, the Zhou Yuan has spent all his time pointing them out, and speaking for them, he has done his best.

Joshua said, "Brother Xiaoyuan will enter the inner mountains in the future, the future is inevitably unlimited. It won't be long before he can become the top beam pillar of the sect. He can't even sit on the ‘Son's List’. What can you do? ”

As soon as his obnoxious words came out, he immediately attracted a lot of laughter, but the atmosphere was much more lively.

Zhou Yuan waved his hand with a smile. “This time, we are also helping you to fight the land wind and other people in that mountain selection ceremony," he said. ”

Although he is not afraid of the land wind, after all, the other party is crowded, if any means are to be used, it will cause him great trouble, so he will close Song Wanxi, Zhao Yi and others, speaking, is also purposeful.

But Song Wanxi, they just smiled, regardless of the original purpose of the Zhou Yuan, but at the very least, now that they have benefited from the Zhou Yuan, that's enough.

“Tomorrow is the mountain festival. It's taking so long to repair. It's time to relax. Let's go. Today's Passion House is my treat.” Zhou Yuan stood up and laughed.

As soon as this came out, it brought out a cheer, the joy of many disciples, the consumption of Baixiang Hall was impressive. Their disciples were not as rich as the local disciples of Shengzhou, so most of them had to drool outside the Baixiang Hall, but the pockets were empty, and they didn't dare to enter. I didn't expect that today's Zhouyuan would help them round their minds.

So a group of people went out of the mountains and went straight to the Passion House, which was very lively.

But as soon as they enter the Passion House, the joy on their faces is overdue, because they see that there are already many shadow clusters in the Passion House, and look carefully, one of them, Heron, is the land wind and many elite disciples of the Holy Land.

At the same time, Lu Feng, Yang Xiu, Qin Zhen and others had already seen them. Qin Zhen took the lead in making a mockery, "Yo, you guys even have a base gas to come to Baixiang Tower? ”

Zhao Xiao and others heard this sarcastic remark and suddenly became angry.

“If you're here, why can't we?” Zhou Yuan walked forward and looked indifferently at the town of Qin.

And he looked at Qin Town with a slight tremor. He remembered a scene previously suppressed by Zhou Yuan. His face was a little shady, but he dared not speak.

Zhou Yuan didn't pay much attention. He just looked at Song Wanxi and others and said: “Go inside. ”

While it's uncomfortable to have these guys here, if they retreat at this point, they add to each other's journey.

So under his leadership, the people also poured into the Passion House, and then across the street from the local disciples of Shenzhou, waiting for the land wind, they all sat down looking for the table.

Two waves of horses confronted each other, and the atmosphere in the Passion House was a bit odd.

The ground wind's eyes were slightly cold, meets the eyes of the circumference, and sparks were splashed.

Whoa!

However, just during the strange impasse, there was a sudden sound of the glass touching the table again. Zhao Zhao and others looked at it with a slight change.

Because it was only then that they saw, beside the land wind, a woman sitting in a skirt, beautiful as a woman, but her eyes were filled with pride.

Especially between its slim waist, wrapped around a fine gold belt.

Lu Xuanyin, inner mountain gold belt disciple.

“Whenever anybody can get into this hundred fragrance hall, it's a loss of appetite.” Lu Xuanyin's beautiful face had no expression, his eyes stared at the glass, and the cold voice sounded in the Passion House.

Zhao Xiao, Joshua and other people heard the obvious target words, they all looked red, their eyes filled with anger, but they were constrained by the identity of Lu Xuanyin inner mountain gold belt disciple, and they dared not refute it for a moment.

“When can a Gold Belt disciple control the rules of Passion House?” Zhou Yuan's eyes were calm and his mouth was faint.

When Zhou Yuan dared to make a speech, Lu Xuanyin's eyes were cold. Cold voice: “It is indeed a disciple of the outer mountains, there are no rules. ”

She looked at the manager in the building and said: "Manager Liu, I have wrapped this hundred incense towers today. Please go out with the person who obstructs my eyes, don't break my mood. ”

The middle-aged man, named Willow Manager, heard the story, but cried bitterness in the dark. He knew the identity of Lu Xuanyin. He was very popular with the sword during the peak, and it was not the manager of one of his passion halls who could be offended.

So he could only look at Zhou Yuan and others.

Zhou Yuan frowned and stared at the willow manager. "I never heard that Baixiang House was able to kick the other disciples out. ”

The willow steward can only laugh once.

Lu Xuanyin suddenly stood up, his arms hugged his chest, and his eyes glanced at Zhou Yuan and others. He said, "Don't talk too much about me. If you really want to stay, you can do it. As long as anyone can take my sword, I will give you the full cost of this hundred incense house today. ”

“If I didn't have the guts, I'd get out early and save my appetite.” To this end, the words are already callous.

Zhao Xuanyin's face is ugly. This Lu Xuanyin is a disciple of the inner mountain gold belt. Her strength far exceeds that of their disciples from the outer mountains. Her sword, I'm afraid, even if it is the strength of the four heavens in the primitive realm, is difficult to catch.

Lu Feng looked at the scene with a smile, but her heart sighed for Lu Xuanyin. Her hand, if the other side dares to take it, the sword will be directly abolished. If she dares not, it will also be a great blow to the morale of these hillbilly disciples, so that tomorrow's selection of the mountain festival, the other side will not be able to play its full part.

Zhou Yuan's eyes are also a bit gloomy. This Lu Xuanyin, his mind is really a little vicious. Tomorrow he will choose the mountain festival, and he will try his best to strike everyone.

He may be able to catch Lu Xuanyin's sword, but he does not intend to venture here because he knows that he is probably waiting for him intentionally.

However, Zhou Yuan's color is calm.

“Xiao Yuan, what should we do?” Joshua asked secretly.

Zhou Yuan said without a wave. “Etc. ”

“Wait?”

Joshua was stunned, full of fog.

“Why? I was happy before. Why are you like a shrugged turtle now?” Lu Xuanyin looked at everyone with a grin, "he said.

The native disciples of the Holy State, suddenly laughed.

Zhao Yan and others are like a needle felt, with alternating faces, eyes on Zhou Yuan.

And just as they waited for Zhou Yuan to decide, suddenly there was a slightly lazy chill that rang from the doorway of the Passion House.

“Do you want to play? ”

Baixiang Tower was quiet and the next moment, all eyes instantly converged at the entrance.

Only there, a beautiful Qian stands, holding a little beast, blue silk drops, a pair of eyes, with a chill that seems indifferent to everything.

The moonlight will fall, making her, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, even Lu Xuanyin, lose all color in front of her.

She raised her eyes and looked at Lu Xuanyin, whose beautiful face was slightly stiff, and a cold voice rang again.

“Play what? I'll play with you. ”