A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 62: Team

If you like someone, you will care about everything he says. An action, a look, and an expression will make the loved one figure it out for a long time.

Because of love, I am afraid of losing.

Qing Mei couldn't find the answer from Cheng Yan, she could only leave. She was in a state of confusion, and maintaining this relationship was already very difficult, and their status and status were doomed to a bad ending. But even the sad ending should be caused by others, not by him.

Qingmei was not sure, nor did she dare to think about it. She looked at Cheng Yan from a distance, hoping that Cheng Yan could cast a comforting look at her, but Cheng Yan did not.

Acceptance still smiled gently, as if nothing happened. He and Hongyan have been talking. Hongyan is an outgoing girl, and she always has more words to say.

"He would rather talk to other girls than look at me. Did I think too much?"

Qing Mei watched Cheng Yan silently from a distance. If she didn't know Cheng Yan was not the kind of person who changed his mind, she might have doubted whether Red Goose had any secret relationship with Cheng Yan.

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"Those sects are too arrogant to team up with us."

Red Goose walked back helplessly, even if Gu Yitian made their martial arts rank third, they still did not change their martial arts status. After all, the overall strength of the Qiantian faction is still not worthy of its name. Many schools are dissatisfied because they lost to them, not to mention that the two countless schools of the Qiantian faction and the Luochen faction come together. Everyone wants to form a team with the Qingsong faction and meet There is also a guarantee for danger.

At this moment, a little fat man with wicked eyebrows suddenly pulled another girl and ran over. This little fat man was swollen with fat, with small eyes staring at the red goose, while the girl held by him was full of reluctance, staring at Shulingling's big eyes, as if to eat the little fat man. .

"Red Goose is such a coincidence. Isn't your team short of people? It just happens that we are also short." This little fat guy is completely familiar with himself, he doesn't recognize birth at all, and he is pleased when he walks over. He smiled at Hongyan, almost drooling, it seemed that there was an urge to flatten him.

"Hao Yingjun, go ahead, we don't need you." Hongyan obviously knew the fat man, she scowled, and waved impatiently.

"Don't praise me, just call me handsome." The fat man scratched the back of his head.

"Who praised you? Do you want to be shameless?" Red Goose cursed with his arms folded.

The fat man said innocently: "Don't you praise me for being handsome!"

Mu Yu chuckles out. This fat man named Hao Yingjun, but he has small eyes and big ears, which is completely indifferent to this name. Maybe his father, Jackie Chan, is eager and hopes he will be handsome and charming when he grows up. The little son, unfortunately, accidentally fed him off the track of the name.

"Look, the little brother Mu Yu of the Luochen School laughs at you because you have a bad memory, Red Goose." Hao Yingjun said flatly.

Yes, my face is thick.

"Hey, handsome elder brother, which school do you come from?" Kiba suppressed a smile and asked.

Hao Yingjun patted his head: "Forgot to introduce, I come from the Wuwen School, I am from a silent Taoist teacher, my name is Hao Yingjun, you can call my first name, you can also call my last name and first name together. For example, Hong Yan prefers to call me in three words."

"Fatty man, can you not pester me all day?" Hong Yan sipped Hao Yingjun and said unceremoniously.

"Your master is a speechless Taoist? Then you still don’t want to be with us. Your master calls us Luochen Sect a crooked way. If he knows that you get together with us, will he make you change your surname? ?"

Kiyu remembered the straightforward and speechless Taoist, but he was not at all polite at all, and he greatly belittled their Luochen faction.

"No, no, the wordless Taoist is my father, and he won't change my surname. Don't take it to heart, Brother Mu Yu, my father is more straightforward, he doesn't have any bad intentions. You see , We can’t find anyone else, it’s better than us—"

"Brother, you obviously rejected the other schools." A little junior sister next to Hao Yingjun whispered.

"Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji, this is my sister, Hao Xue'er, she is twenty years old this year." Hao Yingjun quickly covered Xue'er's mouth.

Xue Er pushed Hao Yingjun away and kicked him: "What are you doing to report my age?"

"Keep it down, twenty years old, Huanghua big girl! The big girl doesn't stay here!" Hao Yingjun said, holding his feet.

Sher's face flushed with anger: "Fuck you!"

Xue'er is completely different from her brother. She is thin and slender. It feels like her mother fed her brother the grain when she was born. The two people look completely different. Hao Xueer looks very beautiful, but her brother looks like a pig, which is quite a miracle.

"Well, let's make a team of six."

Mu Yu has no objection. This fat man's cultivation base also has the nine-layer foundation building. His sister Xueer has a lower cultivation base, and only has the three-layer foundation building. It seems that if this fat man eats too much, it may not be a bad thing, at least he is talented.

"Hongyan, you don't think Mu Yu doesn't object to us being together, oh no, a team! This shows that it is fate!" Hao Yingjun said with a grin.

"Humph! Don't keep staring at me, can't you?" Red Goose is very annoyed by this fat man. He has met several times in the school before, and every time he pestered her with all kinds of hooligans.

"Don't stare, don't stare." Hao Yingjun turned his gaze to Gu Yitian, but when Gu Yitian's cold eyes looked at Hao Yingjun, Hao Yingjun shuddered, and quickly turned to Mu Yu, sometimes secretly. I glanced at the red goose a few times.

"Brother Gu Yitian, we met again, thank you for being merciful that day."

Xueer looked at Gu Yitian a little shyly. When the Wuwen School competed with the Qiantian School, Gu Yitian hadn't received much attention, so they only sent Xueer, who built the base of the Triple Heaven, and didn't want to fall aground, and actually lost.

"I don't hit women." Gu Yitian said lightly.

"Thank you anyway." Cher blushed.

This seems a little unhappy in the eyes of the fat man: "Xue'er, this brother of the Luochen School is a talent, you should get acquainted with him, not with this piece of wood. I don't know the surname of this brother. Your name?"

"Here is my confession."

Acceptably, he is actually younger than the fat man, but his appearance is mature and stable, which makes people feel safe. Hao Yingjun felt the hidden cultivation level of Cheng Yan. Although he couldn't tell the details, he was not a fool. If his sister were to choose between Chengyan and Gu Yitian, he did not hesitate to choose Chengyan.

"I have seen Brother Chengyan." Xueer nodded, and then turned to Gu Yitian, completely like a fan, making Hao Yingjun half angry.

The team has been divided, and the rest will be assigned by the white caps. Bailang also estimated the overall strength of each team, changed the weaker groups, and then said:

"This signal spark made by my Qingsong pie, if you encounter any danger or see the Yomon demon, you must throw the signal spark into the air so that others can see it. I will give one to everyone, and everyone should be careful. , Don’t get separated from your teammates!"

With a wave of Bai Lang's hand, the signal sparks made of red paper flew to everyone, and stopped in front of everyone without error. His control of spiritual power has reached a superb state, and this hand alone has made many people feel bad.

Kiha took this signal spark in his hand. With this thing, it is safer, and at least it will be known to others in danger. Everyone put it away, and then continued to watch the white waves.

"Don’t relax your vigilance about the Yomon Demon Race. If you find the Yomon Demon Clan’s nest, you must first evacuate to a safe place, and then notify others. Let’s deal with the Yomon Demon Race together. It will be safer.

I would like to emphasize one more point here. It’s a matter of great importance. I hope that everyone can put aside their sectarian views and work together. Don’t ruin the entire operation due to personal grievances. Let everyone organize freely to avoid this situation. If you are still dissatisfied with the team formation, you can raise it now, otherwise we will start to act. "

The free team guarantees the harmony of the same group to the greatest extent possible, so no one has any disagreements~IndoMTL.com~ As the team leader, Bailang is thoughtful and has a leadership style, no wonder it is deep Taoist Qingsong's respect.

"According to the hunter’s news, Youmeng Demon Race should be in the deep mountain and old forest behind Fulong Mountain. Everyone should enter from different directions and surround and search in the form of casting nets. Now I begin to assign each group of Search for directions, everyone and pay attention to safety.

The search time is ten days. Before you set off, my Qingsong faction has prepared dry food for you for fifteen days. It should be enough. If there is nothing in ten days, then I will send a signal to everyone to leave, and then make a decision. "

Bailang has already investigated the topography of Fulong Mountain and did his homework before setting off. Each group of members flew into the deep mountains from a certain direction according to his instructions, and then disappeared into the dense forest. Fulong Mountain is vast, and it is actually a bit small to divide into seven groups, but if it is divided into more groups, there will be fewer people and it is not safe.

"Your team enters from the southeast, Junior Brother Hao Yingjun, you know a lot about the Eumon Demon Clan, I won't say more here, be careful."

Bai Lang said this to Hao Yingjun. His eyes drifted over Mu Yu and Gu Yitian. Both of them were the dark horses in this competition. It makes people gather in the same group with their abilities. rest assured. Finally, he looked at Cheng Yan two more times. Cheng Yan had been very low-key before. Bai Lang did not remember that the Luochen Sect had a person who built the foundation of the Nine Heavens.

"Brother Bailang, don't worry, I know how to find the Yomon Demon Race according to the terrain." The fat man was rare to be serious, but his serious look also looked funny, and Ki Ha kept holding back his laugh.

Qingmei looked at the acceptance, but never looked at her from the beginning to the end.

"What's wrong?" Bai Lang asked Qing Mei.

"No." Qing Mei looked at Cheng Yan's group disappearing in the dense forest, reluctantly retracted her gaze, she felt an inexplicable loss in her heart.