Just then.

"Ha? What's the matter, so lively?"

A faint voice came from the people around the Wind-Chasing Canyon.

Hearing this, Ji Wuming's face suddenly became happy and smiled. He turned around to the source of the sound and smiled affectionately at the visitor: "Chen Boyu, Senior Brother Chen, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

Mo Bei frowned slightly and looked over.

Then I saw a graceful and gentle young cultivator in blue robe, shaking a folding fan in his hand, and walking leisurely behind his left hand. Although he was smiling, a hint of gloom appeared between his eyebrows, and the two temperaments collided together, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Chen Baiyu smiled gently, walked over, glanced at him, swept across Mo Bei and others, and landed on Long Haotian.

The latter also saw Chen Baiyu's mouth twitched, and his expression became a little unnatural.

"Senior Brother Chen," Ji Wuming walked to Chen Baiyu in two steps, pointed at Long Haotian and his group of people, and said with a gaze: "Today we have an appointment to come to this Fengfeng Canyon to rush into the sword."

"These guys interfere in this and make trouble with us. They also want to interfere in the internal affairs of my Ji family. At first, I saw that Long Haotian and you were brothers of the same school, so I didn't want to bother with him, who knows?"

Ji Wuming paused, then smiled sinisterly: "This kid is talking wildly, he doesn't take you seriously, Brother Chen."

"Oh? Long Haotian," Chen Boyu raised his brows, put away the folding fan, walked over with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression, completely looking like a superior, and said in a lesson: "How should you explain?"

"He, he swears!"

Long Haotian had red eyes and thick neck, staring at Ji Wuming who was standing behind Chen Baiyu, and roared with bloodshot eyes.

Ji Wuming sneered and looked at Long Haotian with a smirk on his face.

"The task assigned to you by the master, the martial arts you have practiced. Have you finished practicing?"

Chen Baiyu held the folding fan and slapped Long Haotian on the shoulder provocatively, smiling faintly.

"I am your second senior brother. I have entered Qinlong Ridge more than ten years ago. I am one generation taller than you. I should care about the younger generation."

"This..." Long Haotian was a little hesitant for a moment, although he was indignant. He had no choice but to answer: "The martial arts that Master asked me to practice are more profound, and my junior brother has not yet understood it..."

If it were normal, with Long Haotian's temperament, he would have been scolding him long ago and duel with the person who dared to provoke him.

But today, Long Haotian became honest and his mind kept spinning: "Oh no, oh no, Chen Baiyu and I are both closed disciples of Qinlongling. And they are the second senior brother. Not only that, he is also the top ten disciples in the Qi Refining Period of the entire Taixu Sect! His status is high..."

"And, depending on his relationship, it seems that he is very good with Ji Wuming. It's hard to deal with it now!"

Long Haotian had a dark face and was blushed when he was said, but he couldn't talk back: "Although I'm not afraid of Chen Baiyu, what Master values ​​most is his status. If I argue with Chen Baiyu, and then it will be passed on to Master, I'm afraid my impression of me will be greatly reduced."

"It's really a mess that can't be supported on the wall, Humph! I'm ashamed of you!"

Chen Baiyu sneered. He seemed to be caring about Long Haotian, but in fact he said sarcastically: "If you don't go back to practice well, follow you all day long..."

Long Hao's face turned black and his teeth were creaking.

Chen Baiyu held the folding fan and pointed at Mo Bei and the others in turn, showing a hint of disdain on his face: "You have lost all the faces of Qin Longfeng when you follow these friends and friends."

"You are Mo Bei, right?" Chen Baiyu raised his head, squinted his eyes, glanced at Mo Bei, and made a heavy hum in his nostrils. He said in a lesson tone:

"The disciple of Aolong Peak? I'm so embarrassed to come to Zhuifeng Canyon to join in the fun? This is also a place you can come to? Humph, if you don't go back to practice well, are you planning to get out with your Aolong Peak that is about to be annexed?"

When Mo Bei heard this, his indifferent eyes suddenly became a little sharper, and a hint of cold light appeared.

But at the moment, Long Haotian couldn't help it, and stood in front of Mo Bei, staring at Chen Baiyu with his eyes twitching, gritting his teeth and saying in a deep voice:

"It's fine if you say I'm. Why do you say my friend? What qualifications do you have to say to me?"

"Boss?"

Chen Baiyu looked at Mo Bei in a daze, and after a while, he laughed silently and said, "Are you a disciple from Ao Long Peak, a disciple from the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the boss?"

"You are shameless, you will lose all your face!"

Long Haotian took a deep breath, his eyes rolling like a copper bell, gritting his teeth, and furious.

"What did you say?" Ye Qinghong scolded: "You are qualified to say Brother Mo Bei?"

Fang Luoyou also looked resentful and said in a deep voice: "What an arrogant and self-righteous guy. Relying on his own entry for a few more years, he thought he could be unscrupulous."

Chen Baiyu walked around and mocked everyone in a lesson tone. Seeing Ji Wuming and the Ji family members were all dancing with their nostrils facing the sky, and they were so arrogant and domineering.

Just when the atmosphere between the two sides was in a deadlock.

"Junior Brother Mo Bei, hehe, Senior Sister has been looking for you for a long time. It turns out that you are hiding here and hiding with Senior Sister."

A silver bell-like laughter came from the crowd.

Immediately, the onlookers made way for a wide avenue, and Zhu Ling and Ji Huanchen walked out with a smile on their faces.

The moment the two of them appeared, some of the onlookers had sharp eyes, and they recognized the two of them and exclaimed in surprise.

A disciple exclaimed: "Ah, isn't this Senior Sister Zhu Ling?"

The disciple beside him nodded and smiled, "Yes, yes, there is Senior Brother Ji Huanchen. Why do they have time to come to this Feng Zhuanging Canyon?"

Some disciples speculated: "Senior Sister Zhu Ling and Senior Brother Ji Huanchen, weren't they able to perform tasks that only those disciples in the top ten Qi Refining Period had participated in the mission a while ago? Are they back?"

Listening to the many words of others, Mo Bei also showed a little surprise.

"Oh," Zhu Ling's plump figure swayed and walked to Mo Bei in full view. She smiled, then twisted her concave and convex body, turned around, landed on Chen Baiyu, and the silver bell-like sound slowly rang:

"Isn't this Chen Baiyu? Why, I heard just now, you said Long Haotian's friend?"

Chen Boyu's face was a little embarrassed, his eyes flashed constantly, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "I have met, met Senior Sister Zhu Ling. I was indeed teaching one of my junior brothers a lesson just now."

"Your junior brother?" Zhu Ling smiled like a flower, covered her mouth and smirked a few times. Her jade arm, which was like a tender lotus root, was placed on Long Haotian's shoulder, and then she said with a smile: "This Long Haotian happens to be my friend."

"You just said he was all about making friends. Are you talking about me?"

Ji Huanchen's expression turned up, his face calmed down, stared at Chen Baiyu, his face was cold and he hummed heavily.

Chen Boyu was shocked and shook his head, feeling bitter, and thought to himself: "Why are you so unlucky? This kid actually knows Zhu Ling and Ji Huanchen!

Oh no, these two are the top ten disciples in Qi Refining. They are much higher than me in terms of qualifications and seniority."

"No," Chen Boyu hurriedly squeezed out a hint of embarrassing smile and said, "There should be some misunderstandings here... Just now, the junior brother spoke without saying anything, Senior Sister Zhu Ling, Senior Brother Ji. Please don't misunderstand..."

"Hehe, oh, it turns out it's a misunderstanding." Zhu Ling bit her red lips lightly, as if she heard a joke, and her smile trembled: "Ji Huanchen, what do you think?"

Ji Huanchen reasoned coldly and said clearly: "We are friends with Mo Bei, and Long Haotian is friends of Mo Bei. Well... Chen Baiyu said that we are foxes and dog friends, that is, even our three spiritual scholars of Taixu Sect and Wang Yihao cursed."

The moment he heard the name Wang Yihao, Chen Boyu's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed, and he felt like he was holding it in his mouth.

Long Haotian also widened his eyes and looked at Ji Huanchen in surprise, with disbelief on his face: "Wang Yihao! Isn't that our senior brother Qinlongling? I didn't expect that the boss was so powerful that his friend who was recommended to us was Zhu Ling and the others!"

"I dare not, I dare not." Chen Baiyu's forehead showed a cold sweat, and he wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Senior Brother Wang Yihao has always been the person I admire the most besides my master. How dare I insult Senior Brother Wang Yihao?"

At this moment, he no longer had the arrogant and arrogant look that he had just now, and he looked completely frightened. He dared not say anything wrong.

"Since that's the case, why don't you apologize? Or," Zhu Ling took out the Tianyin conch in her hand, smiled like a flower, and waved her in front of him: "You will apologize if I want me to call Wang Yihao?"

Ji Wuming was stunned at this moment. He never expected that Mo Bei would be so close to Zhu Ling, Ji Huanchen, the three spiritual scholars of Taixu Sect!

"Tsk tsk, look, Chen Baiyu was so arrogant just now. He was in a state of stance. In the blink of an eye, it was like a mouse seeing a cat."

Some disciple sarcastically said, "Isn't he a guy who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong and has no bones?"

"I……"

Chen Baiyu's face turned red and white as he heard these mockery, his eyes fell on Mo Bei, and he took a deep breath.

He is angry!

But I have to bow my head!

In front of the three spiritual scholars of Taixu Sect led by Zhu Ling, he had no right to look up!

Chen Boyu held his own identity and wanted to apologize to a disciple who had just entered Taixu Sect and was still an Aolong Peak.

Chen Baiyu gritted his teeth, his face turned red, but he still endured it. He walked to Mo Bei and Long Haotian, bowed his hand, and said casually: "I offended it just now."

Long Haotian was a little flattered for a moment and wanted to refuse. However, he took a sneak peek at Mo Bei and saw that Mo Bei was indifferent, he immediately felt confident.

"Boss is not afraid, what am I afraid of? Look at this Chen Baiyu in the future, no matter how you show off in front of me, haha, comfortable!"
Chapter completed!