Chapter 2097 Big Brother Is Not Serious

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This person does not practice cultivation, but instead concentrates on practicing the mind, isn't the cart before the horse?

"Although it deviates from the center of gravity, it is not easy to fully cultivate the Jade Purity Realm in such a short period of time and with such a low cultivation level. It is also my fault that the teacher has never taught you."

Daoxuan felt that he was too negligent in guiding Jiang Siming, which caused him to have no direction, so he went to practice the mind method.

Speaking of which, he felt a little guilty.

"Okay, this is the end of the matter, don't delay today's martial arts meeting, let's start."

Daoxuan was obviously deliberately favoring Jiang Siming. Although Cangsong was not angry, he also knew that Jiang Siming could not be helped for the time being.

"No matter how high your mind is, you don't have a cultivation base as the foundation. It's just a dangerous building built with mud and sand. Let's see how you make a fool of yourself when you know martial arts!"

Cang Song sneered in his heart, then turned around and told his disciple that he didn't need to hold back when he met Jiang Siming, and fought with all his strength.

The Seven Meridians will officially begin.

There are more than 1,000 disciples in total, and there are a total of six arenas on the field, competing in different stages.

Jiang Siming looked at his number: Ding You twenty-four

It means that he is in the T-shaped arena, and it will be his turn in the twenty-fourth game, and the opponent will also be Ding You twenty-four players.

But Jiang Siming still doesn't know who it is, and it doesn't matter whether he knows or not.

It was still early for him, and at this time there were already disciples from various branches on stage to compete.

Under each arena, there were disciples watching the battle.

Jiang Siming also walked off the stage and went straight to the arena surrounded by Xiaozhufeng.

The disciples of Xiaozhufeng are all in the A-shaped arena, because their famous disciples were arranged in the first match, and they are all here to support their sisters.

With so many beautiful female disciples standing around, the other male disciples of the branch line were confused and wished they could get close.

But with so many people present, not every man has the confidence to dare to strike up a conversation.

Qi Hao was confident in the first place, but after Zhao Ling's suffocation, no one dared to pass.

However, Jiang Siming swaggered over like no one else.

When the female disciples of Xiaozhufeng saw Jiang Siming coming, they all smiled and shouted in unison, "Hello, big brother!"

The male disciples were drooling with envy. Damn, when will they be treated like this?

Isn't this the highest goal a man pursues?

"Yeah." Jiang Siming was also very useful, and teased: "It's better to Xiaozhufeng, I just like to listen to the voices of the junior sisters. It's not like some peaks, whether it's a disciple or a master, the voice is like crying and mourning. They have the same money."

giggle...

The female disciples snickered one after another, fully knowing which peak Jiang Siming was talking about, of course the Dragon Head Peak.

However, the disciples of Longshou Peak are from the great arrogance, and they have never been seen by other peak gates.

But no one dared to say it, that is, Jiang Siming, dared to say it in such a grand manner.

"Senior brother, are you here to chat with us, or with our little junior sister?"

Wen Min asked with a smile, looking at Zhao Linger next to her, meaning something.

Zhao Linger blushed, nudged Wen Min, and said, "Senior sister loves to make fun of me."

Jiang Siming walked over, put Zhao Linger in his arms without saying a word, and laughed loudly:

"You little Bamboo Peaks are like my parents' family to me, they are all a family, and they are the same with whomever I chat with, including you."

Speaking of ridicule, Wen Min, this little white, is not the opponent of Jiang driver, the red glow flew across his face, and he spat: "Senior brother is not serious."

"Senior Sister Wen, why are you blushing?"

"Oh, Senior Sister is shy."

"Nonsense, it's the big sister who wants to get married."

"I'll pinch your mouth and tell you to talk nonsense."

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Xiaozhufeng's female disciples burst into laughter, and even Lu Xueqi couldn't help laughing.

The sweet laughter spread out, but it made the other male disciples greedy.

Especially when he saw that Jiang Siming had such a good relationship with them, and that he was still holding Zhao Linger, one of the three most beautiful people in Qingyun, in his arms, his heart was twisted.

The seven elders and the sect master Daoxuan sitting on the ring naturally also saw it.

"Hey, during the martial arts meeting, it's so playful and slapstick, so be quiet!"

Cangsong gave a serious admonition.

Daoxuan didn't take any partiality anymore, he just smiled and said, "You can chat in private, don't affect other disciples who are fighting."

Now the female disciples are more at ease.

But I don't know what joke Jiang Siming told again, which made them want to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. They covered their mouths and smirked secretly.

"Junior Sister Shui, take care of your disciples, what a proper way to hang out with a male disciple like this." Cangsong had no choice but to push the pot to Shuiyue.

Shuiyue was calm and calm, and even took a sip from the teacup gracefully, saying:

"If you have a good relationship, is it indecent? Senior Brother Cang is making too much of a fuss. Besides, who my little Zhufeng disciples get close to is their own, as long as they don't get close to the demons, I don't care what they like. ."

"Okay, take a good look at the martial arts meeting, and see what outstanding disciples there are in this seven-merid martial arts meeting." Daoxuan also felt that Cangsong was a little annoying, and interrupted him directly to make Cangsong shut up.

Below, Jiang Siming is still standing among the female disciples

In the meantime, Zhao Linger was still in his arms.

The other female disciples focused on the fight on the stage, while Jiang Siming and Zhao Linger were whispering between their ears.

"Do you miss me?"

"Well, Ling'er really misses Big Brother Jiang..."

"Sneak out at night and come to my room."

"Ah? This...this is Tongtian Peak, not Xiaozhufeng..."

Zhao Linger's blushing face is so cute that Jiang Siming can't wait to "communicate" with her now.

"Don't worry, I am familiar with Tongtian Peak. There is no one where I live. You will definitely not go back today. You will all stay at Tongtian Peak. You just need to come out and I will wait for you outside." Jiang Si Apparently like the big bad wolf who kidnapped the little rabbit.

After all, Zhao Linger couldn't resist the temptation of the big bad wolf, and hummed like a mosquito.

Jiang Siming's eyes widened and his eyes widened, and his practice at night was over.

At the other end of the ring, Tian Linger was looking at the two of them. Seeing that Jiang Siming and Zhao Linger were so close, she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Even the second senior brother He Dazhi who was fighting on the stage didn't even bother to look at it.

Although Tian Buyi and Suru both told her that Jiang Siming had a sweetheart, Tian Linger didn't listen.

Like her absent-minded, there is a simple and honest young man standing beside Tian Linger.

Tian Linger was looking at Jiang Siming, but he was looking at Tian Linger.

Seeing Tian Linger's lost appearance, the simple and honest young man was very distressed.

Why does the senior sister he loves, the girl in his hand, feel sad for other men?

The simple and honest young man hated Jiang Siming at this time. If Jiang Siming hadn't appeared, senior sister would definitely be with him.

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