Xinxian chewed the chicken leg again and said with a smile: "Actually, the head of the sect is pretty good. I fooled him twice, and he let me go reasonably twice. If I hadn't been afraid that I was in a good mood now and disturbed his deep emotions, I would have wanted to give the chicken leg to comfort him."

"You, don't be angry with him."

Xin Qian nodded in agreement and continued to chew on the chicken legs.

In the lobby of the inn, Yuan Yin sighed heavily, and wrinkles climbed up his temples again. At first glance, he seemed to have been several years old.

Among the top ten sects, the ranking of the Nandou Martial Arts Association once every five years is all. Now, it will be at the bottom again.

The elders next to them were not very good either. Their door was closed and they didn't dare to go out at all, for fear of being ridiculed as soon as they went out.

After all, in this spiritual realm where the strong are respected and the strength is king, such embarrassing achievements will be looked down upon.

Every moment in the lobby, everyone could hear the noisy talk outside.

Although I can't hear clearly, I feel even more depressed when I hear the three words Xuan Guangshan occasionally.

Just as there were sighs in the lobby, the shopkeeper walked in carefully and changed into a pot of tea.

When changing tea, I carefully observed the disciples of Xuanguang Mountain, hoping to find the first level of the Heavenly Level that was being circulated outside.

However, after searching for a long time, I couldn't see it. They were all three levels and above in the Heavenly Level.

He frowned, thinking that this was a rumor outside, or was the one at the first level of the Heavenly Level who happened to have something to go out?

He was full of doubts, but looking at everyone's expressions, he didn't dare to ask. He decided to wait a little longer and come and have a look next time he changed tea.

So, in the lobby, the clouds continued to be sad, the concluding remarks continued, and the sighs continued.

Until the moon was on the sky, the people outside were shaking back to rest, and Xinxian and the others washed up after eating the chicken legs. Only then did Yuan Yin get up and waved his hand in pain, asking everyone to go back and prepare for the next competition.

When everyone stood up slowly, the shopkeeper came over to pack the cups and asked casually: "Sir, is there a first-level Heavenly Level in Xuanguang Mountain?"

The shopkeeper's question made everyone's already painful expression even more painful.

Who knows that no one can bring up any pot? Now everyone outside is laughing at them for being no one in Xuanguang Mountain!

"Shopkeeper, Xuan Guangshan's affairs have nothing to do with you. Just do your job well!" Yuan Yin waved his sleeves and left with a dark face.

The shopkeeper was stunned. Why did he inexplicably touch the lightning?

Isn’t their first level of the Heavenly Level in Xuanguang Mountain already famous in Nandou?

Even if he is not proud of it, he will show a good look at least. Why is he even more angry?

Not only was the head even more angry, but everyone in Xuanguang Mountain was also even angry.

The shopkeeper was so scared that he didn't dare to say a word.

The night passed quickly.

With a deep pain, the head of the sect and several elders tried to help Song Zhengrong break through all night, and finally ended in failure, so he felt even more painful.

The next morning, Xinxian and the others went out early, so as not to encounter the painful army, and they would feel that her smile was out of place and very ironic.

Yuan Yin and the others didn't care whether Xinxian and the others left, anyway, they had never been sociable during this period.

The disciples brought out by Yuan Yan are like him, they are unreasonable and rebellious, which makes people feel troubled, but they are still invisible.
Chapter completed!