Chapter 1185: Whispering last night

The other college disciples who were listening to music and practicing in front of the pilgrimage tower saw Chu Yue's arrival, and they all swarmed in and gathered around Chu Yue.

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

"That group of academy disciples are very self-sufficient. They always bully the Zhan Zhan Academy. Let's see who dares to bully her in the future. Elder Ye can't kill her!"

"I have decided that I want to join Ziyuan and become Elder Ye's disciple."

"You? With your small body, can you wear black iron inner armor? Or can you run a thousand laps? Go to sleep, you will have everything in your dreams."

"..."

All the disciples were very excited and talked non-stop.

Chu Yue was squeezed inside, rubbed her temples lightly, and looked at them dumbfounded.

Behind the crowd, Xue Yingying looked in disbelief at Li Feiran, who had become Ye Chuyue's lackey.

There are also people who are comparable to her sisters and brothers. Ever since they went to the fairy medicine field, they have all fallen down and become Ye Chuyue's lackeys.

Xue Yingying's eyes turned red.

"When you have evil intentions, you can't even do a good job as a handyman."

The seventh elder came from behind, said a warning, then walked towards Chu Yue with a smile on his face.

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

The seventh elder put his fist to his lips, coughed dryly, his eyes wandered a little, and said awkwardly: "I was tired last night, maybe I'm still resting."

"Are you... tired from last night?"

Chu Yue blinked her eyes twice, becoming more and more suspicious, scanning the seventh elder up and down, and asked suspiciously: "What did the fourth elder feel tired last night?"

The seventh elder was pacing in place, his mind racing at high speed.

Qin Tieniu asked: "Seventh Elder, why are you blushing? Are you sick? 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 progress will be increased tenfold."

Qin Tieniu was speechless. He wished he could slap himself and make him talk bad!

Chu Yue's long fingers lightly hooked the black hair in front of her shoulders, and her eyes wandered over the face of the seventh elder.

Something's wrong.

Something is very wrong.

A thick-skinned person like the Seventh Elder can still blush.

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

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

"It's best not to disturb her. She shouldn't be able to get out of bed for the past two days without clothes. She must have relapsed from an old injury."

The seventh elder replied resolutely, thinking of last night's beauty and the low voice in his ears, his face immediately burned like fire and turned red.

If it weren't for the messy snow-white beard that partially obscured it, it would probably be shocking.

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

She was more curious about the battle situation in the Immortal Medicine Field than the strangeness of the seventh elder.

South of the college, the elixir field.

The surrounding area was filled with the strong and pungent smell of blood, and there were corpses everywhere that were beyond recognition.

This war lasted throughout the day and night before it finally came to an end.

The body of Elder Qi Sha was already cold, and the elders from Conqueror College and Tianhua College each had one arm cut off.

All the disciples died, leaving only a handful of them.

Lu Qiong and Jun Xiazhu's clothes and faces were stained with blood.

"Mr. Lu, this fairy medicine field belongs to us."

Jun Xiazhu said: "But Jun has always admired Mr. Lu, so we can't divide it equally. Three or seven is enough. You have seven and I have three."

He knew how ruthless Lu Qiong was, so he might as well strike first. After all, Lu Qiong spent 500 million.

Lu Qiong sneered, but he was satisfied with Jun Xiazhu's humble and respectful attitude. He wiped the blood on his face with disgust and said, "Elder Jun helps me get the fairy medicine field. You should be a part of it."

At this moment, as the sun was setting in the west, an army flew with swords and slowly arrived, hanging the flag of the Martial Temple.

Lu Qiong frowned slightly and looked at Jun Xiazhu.

Jun Xiazhu said warily: "Why do people from the Martial Temple come to the Immortal Medicine Field?"
Chapter completed!