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Chapter 1185 whispered last night

The other academy disciples who were listening to music and practicing in front of the pilgrimage tower flocked to him when they saw Chu Yue's arrival.

"Elder Ye, we heard from Junior Brother Li and the others about your prestige in the Immortal Medicine Field, so we should treat them like this."

"Those disciples from that group of academy are very self-reliant and bullied the War Academy every time. Let's see who dares to bully her in the future. Elder Ye can't kill her!"

"I decided that I would join Ziyuan and become Elder Ye's disciple."

"You? Can you wear black iron armor with your small body? Or can you run a lap of 1,000? Take a shower and go to bed, you have everything in your dream."

“…”

The disciples were very excited and kept talking.

Chu Yue was squeezed inside, rubbed her temples lightly, and looked at them with laughter and tears.

After the crowd, Xue Yingying looked at Li Feiran, who became Ye Chuyue's lackey, in disbelief.

There are also people who are good at her sisters and brothers who have gone to the fairy field and have become Ye Chuyue's lackeys since they went to the fairyland.

Xue Yingying's eyes were red.

"When your mind is not right, you can't even do a choreographer well."

The seventh elder walked from behind, said warningly, and then walked towards Chu Yue with a smile.

Chu Yue looked around and looked suspiciously at the seventh elder in a good mood, and asked, "Where is the fourth elder?"

The seventh elder pressed his fist against his lips, coughed dryly, his eyes were a little erratic, and he said awkwardly: "I was tired last night, maybe I'm still resting."

"Last night... tired?"

Chu Yue blinked her eyes twice, becoming more suspicious, glanced at the Seventh Elder up and down, and asked suspiciously: "What was the Fourth Elder tired last night?"

The seventh elder was walking in place, running at high speed in his mind.

Qin Tieniu asked: "Elder Seven, why are you blushing? Are you sick? Then can I rest for a few days without practicing?"

The seventh elder rolled his eyes and glared at Qin Tieniu, who was not doing his job properly, "The cultivation process will increase ten times."

Qin Tieniu was speechless and wanted to slap himself and make him humble!

Chu Yue raised her long fingers lightly on the black hair in front of her shoulders, and her eyes wandered on the face of the Seventh Elder.

Something is wrong.

Something is very wrong.

A thick-skinned person like the Seventh Elder will blush.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon!

"Do you need me to see the Fourth Elder?" Chu Yue asked.

"It's better not to bother her. She probably can't get off the bed in the past two days. It's because her old injury has relapsed."

The Seventh Elder replied firmly, thinking of the charm of last night in his mind, the low moan in his ears, and his face was burning like a fire, very red.

If it weren't for the messy snow-white beard that covered the part, it would have been shocking.

Chu Yue handed over a bottle of Shen pesticide water to the seventh elder, then sat cross-legged and began to listen to the music and practice.

Compared to the strangeness of the Seventh Elder, she was even more curious about the battle situation in the Immortal Medicine Field.

To the south of the college, the fairy medicine field.

The smell of blood was filled with the rich smell of blood, and there were unrecognizable corpses.

This war lasted the whole day and night before it had a result.

The body of the Seven Evil Elder was already cold, and the elders of the Conqueror Academy and Tianhua Academy each broke their arm.

The disciples died, leaving only a handful of them.

Lu Qiong and Jun Xiazhu were stained with blood on their clothes and faces.

"Old Master Lu, this fairy medicine field belongs to us."

Jun Xiazhu said: "But Jun has always admired Mr. Lu, so he is not evenly divided. It's enough to have three sevens, you seven and I'm three."

He knew that Lu Qiong was cruel, so he might as well take the initiative. After all, Lu Qiong spent 500 million yuan.

Lu Qiong sneered, satisfied with Jun Xiazhu's humble and respectful attitude. He wiped the blood on his face in disgust and said, "Elder Jun helps me get the fairy medicine field, so I should have my share."

At this moment, the sun sets in the west, an army flew with swords and slowly arrived, hanging the flags of the Temple of Martial God.

Lu Qiong frowned slightly and looked at Jun Xiazhu.

Jun Xiazhu said vigilantly: "How could the people from the Temple of Martial God come to the Immortal Medicine Field?"

It was soon after that, the army of the Temple of War God arrived and stopped in front of the two.
Chapter completed!
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