Chapter 1821 The Naughty Little Horn

Qi Tianxia's expression was very calm, a little strangely calm, a little unlike Qi Tianxia.

The eyes of the two kept looking at each other until they passed by, and then they looked away.

Qi Tianxia didn't turn his head to look at Han Yu, and Han Yu didn't turn his head to look at him either. But Han Yu's heart was quite uneasy: "After that defeat, what did he experience? Why does he seem to have been completely reborn?"

Han Yu and the others were arranged in an area with the best environment. Han Yu, Meng Zuisheng, and Xiaojiao had a separate courtyard, and the three of Yaochi Holy Land had a separate courtyard, and the two courtyards were next to each other.

After staying in, Meng Zuisheng and Xiao Jiao went back to their room on the grounds of practicing. When Han Yu also returned to his room, Meng Zuisheng sneaked to Xiao Jiao's room. They thought Han Yu didn't know, but Han Yu knew.

"These two guys are hiding something from me." Curious, Han Yu quietly released his soul power and entered the room.

Inside the room, Xiao Jiao and Meng Zuisheng were sitting cross-legged with serious faces, practicing enlightenment. Behind them, a tree branch stood upright, covering the two of them like an umbrella, and the leaves were radiant and sacred.

Han Yu was a little surprised, this branch was exactly the branch of the Bodhi tree.

"It must have been stolen by Xiaojiao." Han Yu was speechless. If people from Yaochi Holy Palace found out that a branch of the Bodhi tree had been stolen, they would probably hunt Xiaojiao all over the world.

Han Yu didn't point it out, and sat cross-legged, studying supernatural powers.

Soon in the evening, the ground suddenly trembled, as if an earthquake was about to occur.

"Golden Horn King, you little bastard, get out of here!" An angry roar came from outside the courtyard.

Han Yu came out of the yard as soon as he moved, and saw a big white horse standing outside the yard, with a pair of white wings and a jade horn growing on his forehead. It was Yunkong Tianma.

At this time, Yunkong Tianma was spouting white air from his nose, rumbling like thunder, and seemed to be very angry about something.

"Han Yu, you despicable and shameless human being, where is King Golden Horn?" Yunkong Tianma asked in a low voice when he saw Han Yu coming out. The sound made Han Yu's ears buzzing. If Han Yu hadn't been at the first level of Huabi in the late stage of martial arts, he couldn't stand its terrifying sound at all. It obviously wanted to give Han Yu a bad start, but it failed.

"What are you looking for, my lord?" An immature but somewhat domineering voice sounded, Xiaojiao flew out, stood on Han Yu's shoulder, hugged his front feet, and glanced sideways at Yunkong Tianma, without turning his head from the deep sleep of ancient times Come to the master in the eyes.

"It really is true, you two are in the same group." Yunkong Tianma trembled angrily, glaring at Xiaojiao angrily.

"What's true?" Xiaojiao asked.

The movement here has attracted countless people to wait and see. The Lord of Yaochi and others also came out, but they were not worried about Han Yu's situation at all.

"You and Han Yu have known each other for a long time, right? The bullshit war of minds in the Great Northern Wilderness two years ago, were you pretending?" Yunkong Tianma asked.

"Damn, you only know now?" Xiaojiao looked at Yunkong and Tianma with a surprised expression.

Yunkong Tianma's nose suddenly turned out of anger, and there was constant thunder in its nose, and it kept scratching the ground with its back kicks. It can be seen that it is trying its best to suppress the anger in its heart.

"Damn..." Yunkong Tianma raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

"What's there to be excited about? If it wasn't for my king to make a move, you would have lost that match. Can you still have the supreme glory of a draw?" Xiaojiao teased.

"Hmph, boy, just wait for me, don't fall into my hands!" Yunkong Tianma gave Xiaojiao a vicious look, turned and left.

"Don't worry, my lord will not fall into your hands, you are the one who has to be careful not to fall into my hands." Xiaojiao said in shock.

Yunkong Tianma almost stumbled and knelt on the ground, trembling with anger. But as a master tens of thousands of years ago, it really couldn't bear to teach Xiaojiao a lesson in front of everyone, so it could only leave with a sigh of anger.

"Brother Jiao, you are simply my idol. Even the masters of the late stage of the demon saint dare to threaten you!" Meng Zuisheng gave a thumbs up.

"What's the first level of Huabi in the later stage of the demon saint, it can't be in the eyes of my king." Xiaojiao said in awe.

"Jin Jiao, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!" At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and a big turtle crawled over, it was Xuanwu, the genius of the monster race.

"Xuanwu, are you eating enough to support yourself, meddling in the king's business?" Xiaojiao stared at Xuanwu, dissatisfied.

Xuanwu snorted, looked at Han Yu, and said sarcastically: "Human, why are you still at the fourth level of lotus transformation in the mid-term Wusheng? This kind of cultivation still wants to win the first place in the Ten Thousand Races Conference, and you take yourself too seriously Bar?"

Before Han Yu could speak, Meng Zuisheng scolded: "You are defeated, do you have the nerve to come here and make a fuss?"

Xuanwu glanced at Meng Zuisheng coldly, his body shook, and the aura of the fifth level of lotus transformation in the middle stage of the demon sage was undoubtedly revealed. He looked at Han Yu with some complacency and said, "Last time, you only beat me with one move. This time, I not only want to win Come back, I will torture you like a dog!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Xiaojiao suddenly sighed, "I think you are born to be the incarnation of Han Yu, so go back and wash up and wait."

Xiaojiao knows Han Yu very well, and knows that Xuanwu is probably the nourishment for the complete resurrection of the black dragon.

"snort!"

Xuanwu snorted heavily and slowly crawled over. It also just passes by.

"You're so fast, I'm ashamed to come to the Ten Thousand Clans Conference. By the time you get there, the Ten Thousand Clans Conference will be over!" Xiaojiao teased.

Xuanwu's mouth was almost twisted in anger, and he roared: "Jin Jiao, wait!"

Xiao Jiao said nonchalantly: "You speed king, I'm afraid you can't afford to wait!"

"Ha ha……"

Meng Zuisheng couldn't help laughing out loud, he gave Xiao Jiao a thumbs up secretly, and when he laughed, many experts of the human race burst out laughing.

"Ah, I'm so mad, Jin Jiao, if I don't tear you apart, it's not Xuanwu..."

Xuanwu roared angrily, and left in a flash. The feeling of being pointed at here is really terrible.

"You little guy, when did you become so bad?" Han Yu smiled wryly and shook his head. Xiaojiao couldn't speak before, so he didn't know Xiaojiao was so damaged.

"I didn't learn from you." Xiaojiao rolled his eyes, as if he was dragged into the water by you.

"Xiao Jiao and Meng Zuisheng are just a pair of treasures. It's only been a short time since they came here, and they have won so many enemies for Brother Han! Brother Han is not afraid." Xiao Ya sneered.

The saintess of Yaochi smiled slightly, shook her head, and returned to the other courtyard.

Han Yu and the others also returned to the other courtyard, and Xiaojiao and Meng Zuisheng secretly hid under the bodhi tree branches to practice penance. The two of them were determined to shine at the Ten Thousand Clans Conference.