"I didn't know that this kind of thing would happen to us disciples of Holy Spirit Palace."
Elder Zhong looked at the monk who was in the foundation building stage just now, and put the pressure of the golden elixir stage on himself, "Do you know if this was outside?
, you have died countless times.
I don’t want this to happen a second time, so I will use my cultivation level in the Qi refining period to collide."
Elder Zhong would not comment on the incident in which An Yiran used coercion to force out internal injuries from the monks in the Qi refining stage.
After all, that disciple is not dead yet, and offending a real first disciple is a very unwise thing for a neutral person like him, not to mention that An Yiran has done nothing wrong.
Gong Ling was a little dissatisfied that the matter ended so hastily.
She bullied the disciple and suffered such humiliation; but An Yiran bullied someone, and it ended in such a hasty way.
Is it because she is not the disciple of the sect leader?
Gong Ling feels a little bit of hatred for the sect's style at this time.
But she never thought that the starting points of the two incidents were different.
Gong Ling's targeting of An Yiran back then was intentional and selfish.
Back then, she could almost hurt people for no reason.
The reason is that she is just jealous that someone claims to be the disciple of His Holiness, but she is not.
"Junior sister, why don't we make a bet, in front of everyone?"
Gong Ling felt that she had to do something, she couldn't let this little girl's arrogance continue to be so arrogant.
An Yingjie looked at the woman from a distance coldly.
In his chat with the girl Ning Xiaotong just now, he probably knew about his sister's relationship in the Holy Spirit Palace.
He also knew how much the woman named Gong Ling targeted his sister, and how much Rong Yi defended his silly sister.
There is a trace of tangle in my heart, no wonder my sister always remembers her master every year.
There was a murderous look in his eyes.
This woman who is hostile to her sister really cannot exist anymore, because their interests can never be consistent.
Ning Xiaotong looked at the cold man in front of her who only had such tenderness when he looked at An Yiran.
Her heart couldn't help but be touched.
She lived her life again and understood what was important.
She has always regarded An Yiran as a cute little sister, so she naturally cares about her.
But in the end, this kind of emotion is still not as good as the emotion added to blood.
The relationship between their siblings is so good.
An Yiran then looked at Gong Ling.
The little bitch finally couldn't help it anymore: "Sister, I don't know what kind of bet you want to make with me."
"Elder Zhong happens to be here too.
Let's let the elder be the witness.
Let's bet on which of us ranks higher in this selection.
Wasn't Junior Sister very confident just now?"
Gong Ling's tone was full of provocation and excitement, and she didn't believe that she couldn't defeat An Yiran with her eighth-level cultivation.
This little girl only built the foundation two years ago, even if she has made some progress.
But not too much.
What's more, she also has a magic weapon given by her father, so there is no reason for her to be ranked lower than this girl in the selection.
"Okay."
An Yiran still smiled.
In fact, she was not very confident about this bet, but.
She had to take this bet.
Let this feud come to an end.
Moreover, she may not lose Since she participated in the selection, she naturally rushed to be the first.
The prizes for the top three in this selection can be said to be the richest in history.
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This bet only adds more bricks to the motivation of the battle.
"Since it's a bet, there must be a bet.
I don't know what senior sister wants to bet on."
"Actually, I don't want to bet anything too big.
The treasures we get are all obtained from Master.
If we rashly use treasures as bets, it would be an offense to Master.
I think you and I both know.
Our relationship It’s really a bit stiff, so it’s better to make a bet like this.
When the loser sees the winner, he must retreat and not appear in front of the other party.”
When Gong Ling said that their relationship was not good, his tone was very regretful.
Everyone in the Holy Spirit Palace has long heard about the conflict between the palace spirit and the disciples of the sect leader.
When they heard her say this, they all understood quite well.
Although this disciple of the sect master looked quite young, judging from his attitude just now, he was not an easy person to get along with.
"OK."
An Yiran smiled a little innocently.
This pure and innocent girl's look made those disciples' thoughts waver a little bit.
She actually sighed secretly in her heart and wanted to stay away from him in the future, but Gong Ling, I won't let you have this future.
The whole night's party ended hastily.
When they returned to the room, many people were a little uninterested and were looking forward to the outcome of the game between these two people.
From that night on, there was a bet on who would lose or win between the two of them.
Most of the people were betting on Gong Ling, mainly because Gong Ling's cultivation level in front of everyone was already at the fifth level of foundation building.
The fact that An Yiran reached the foundation building stage two years ago has long been spread throughout the Holy Spirit Palace.
Under the same level of cultivation, the monks who have been in this level for longer must be more experienced and more stable.
Not to mention that the cultivation level of one party is slightly higher than that of the other party.
Their bets were made with money, and all they bet were small sums. . .
These monks who have lived in the Holy Spirit Palace for a long time are very poor.
Although An Yiran was not short of the money, he still took out 10,000 yuan to pressure himself to win.
The bookmaker never thought that this person would put so much pressure on her, but she still accepted the ten thousand yuan.
Anyway, if she won, she would take all the money from those who won the bet on Gong Ling.
She vowed to take away all the money from those people Take all the money.
When he returned to the space, An Yiran pouted unconsciously, and the expression on the cute Loli's face was a little tangled.
She wanted Gong Ling to die directly, but she wanted to tell An Yingjie about this matter.
It stands to reason that An Yingjie, as the protagonist, must be the kind of decisive killer, especially in the novel "The Immortal Stallion"; but in An Yingjie's eyes, she has always been weak and harmless.
If she wants to kill people directly, Would it be too much of a shock to her brother?
But in the world of cultivation, killing someone is not a big deal, not to mention that she and that woman are about to evolve to the point where they will never stop fighting.
Although An Yingjie pretended not to see it, in fact he had been looking at his sister's smart expression.
I just saw that she was a little confused for a while, a little guilty for a while, and a little taken for granted for a while.
I couldn't help but pinch my sister's cheek.
An Yiran was upset and casually slapped the claw away, only to realize that it was the golden claw of his own Nissan.
He couldn't help but smiled coquettishly.
To be continued
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