"Hehe, I've climbed up to another man so quickly!"

Bi Yan sneered unceremoniously, the hatred in the past had long made her hate Murong Feixue to the core. If it weren't for the inner courtyard competition, she would have wanted to kill Murong Feixue now. Of course, strength or something is still a matter of words.

Although Li Ping doesn't like to speak quickly, she is also angry with Murong Feixue. A faint look swept over the face of the man beside Murong Feixue, but he quickly gasped.

Not only Li Ping, but even Bi Yan discovered that this man in white was handsome and had an outstanding temperament. It does look like it's on par with Long Ming. As a result, the two women were even more jealous and hateful of Murong Feixue. Why did all the good men let her take it?

Seeing the gaze that came like a cold arrow, Murong Feixue treated it indifferently. It was as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and did not move, and continued to sit cross-legged on the Qi Cultivation Group.

It's just that she doesn't understand why this Dongfang Jin Ye still has to pretend to be an ordinary disciple now, not showing his identity as a great mentor. If you say it, you won't be misunderstood at all.

Dongfang Jin Ye, who was glanced at by Murong Feixue, still looked at Murong Feixue with a very happy smile. I feel like I'm being misunderstood. Just with his hands behind his back, he stood tall beside Murong Feixue. But the laughter is silent.

The next moment, I saw Gu Liang, who originally admired him very much, and he also lowered his eyes. Just because he glanced at the Dongfang Jin Ye, he lowered his head as if he had low self-esteem.

"It's never going to be my turn......"

A very slight sentence almost made Murong Feixue almost fall to the ground. In desperation, I could only walk down from the group and prepare to end tonight. Just concentrate on tomorrow.

Who knows, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop.

When Murong Feixue was just about to walk out of the palace gate, Wang Chaoxi, who had been silent, suddenly stretched out his hand to block Murong Feixue's way.

"Since meeting is fate, how about learning from each other?" Wang Chaoxi's voice was not happy or angry, and the expression on his face was faint.

It doesn't look like the Qian Zhihan that Long Ming said that night. This made Murong Feixue slightly relieved. Her hard training for many days was also to deal with the Qianzhihan she saw that night. Murong Feixue knew that if he met Qian Zhihan, it would inevitably be another hard battle.

"I'm not interested today, let's fight again tomorrow." Murong Feixue replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Originally, at the freshman appraisal meeting, this dynasty was already a defeated soldier under his own hands. Although after a month of cultivation, each of them has improved, but Murong Feixue does not think that this dynasty has the talent to surpass him. There is no point on the bright side, which can be regarded as saving face for Wang Chaoxi.

"Hehehe...... Are you afraid of losing? Wang Chaoxi asked with a sneer.

The hand that blocked Murong Feixue's way still didn't let go. It seems that he doesn't plan to let Murong Feixue go.

Ning Qingqing, Feng Lian, Xie Yao, Lin Jianzhi, and Xu Shan passed by. I just happened to see Wang Chaoxi and Murong Feixue confronting each other, and I immediately became interested. also blocked the door to watch.

Ning Qingqing, Feng Lian, and Xie Yao, who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, immediately applauded. A gritted grin.

"Hahaha, good! It's time to compete, anyway, except for competitions in the academy, it's not allowed to kill each other! It's hard to give it a try, and it's out of the way! Unless it's Murong Feixue, you're afraid, you sleep a lot every day, and you waste your cultivation, right? ”