Chapter 938

The cold wind blows and Chu junran's long skirt flutters. She looks at Bai Chen with a complicated look. After a long silence, she turns around in silence.

"Bai Chen, I hope we can meet in the final. This time, I will win you!"

"Well, I'll wait."

White Chen light a smile, seeing the sky Phoenix leaves.

Take back the line of sight, white Chen looks back at Lin Mengyao, the facial expression is more dignified: "dream remote."

"Yes, brother Bai." Lin Mengyao raised his head.

"I know you don't agree and want to defeat Chu junran, but the Xinglan temple is the strongest force in the whole continent, which is called the realm of God. Even the Phoenix Temple is responsible for guarding the temple, so I hope you don't use your scarlet pupil in the competition."

Bai Chen's words shocked Lin Mengyao.

The most powerful force in the whole continent, how can he know?

"Well, I see." Lin Mengyao waited for a moment, and saw that Bai Chen still didn't want to explain, so he didn't ask much.

When he wants to speak, he will naturally say that Lin Mengyao only wants to be a person who will always listen to him.

……

Back at chenyao Jianzong, Bai Chen gathered hundreds of backbone members. At the meeting, he explained in detail the Shenwu invitation letter of Xinglan temple.

People were stunned to hear that it was like a dream to be invited by the first king of the mainland.

As Bai Chen, Miao Lao and the scholar sit down to discuss something, others begin to discuss it.

Since Chen Yao sword clan has three places in this competition, the strongest Bai Chen and Lin Mengyao will definitely be among the places. As for the third person, it has aroused countless people's reverie.

There are so many masters in chenyao sword sect that Miao Lao obviously won't take part in such a battle. The rest of them, Hades, Ling can and Lin Yu, become the third contestant in many people's minds.

Of course, there are also many people who support others, such as Tang Qin, who has a high reputation, as well as talented scholars, Yang Qiuyu, Guo pangzi, lvluo and so on. They are all strong competitors.

The team of chenyao Jianzong is becoming larger and larger, and these strong men have already become the object of their admiration. Radishes and vegetables have their own love, and the voice of support is endless.

The noisy atmosphere, which lasted for a long time, was finally broken by Lin Mengyao.

At this moment, all eyes were gathered on the woman in green who had perfect face and body.

Lin Mengyao took a piece of tissue paper and swept everyone's eyes. He immediately pursed his lips and said calmly, "first of all, let's announce the three contestants of chenyao sword clan this time."

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked forward to it.

"The three players participating in the Wushen competition represent the absolute strength of our chenyao sword clan. They are respectively the leader Bai Chen! Deputy Lord I, and elder Yang Qiuyu! "

"Wow, Yang Qiuyu!"

All of a sudden, the whole big account boils with expectation and admiration. All of them fall on Yang Qiuyu.

Yang Qiuyu's pretty face flushed slightly. She raised her eyes and looked at Miao Lao and the scholar. She couldn't help wrapping her fingers together.

It's a great happiness for Yang Qiuyu to be able to compete with the strong players from all over the mainland. However, she has some conflicts when she thinks that all the participants in this conference are elites from all over the world.

She was afraid that she would lose all four games in the group stage, which would be a big shame.

"Sister Qiuyu, you can't lose all of them. You'll win one by chance. Ha ha ha!" The clever Guo pangzi guesses Yang Qiuyu's idea and laughs.

Smell speech, Yang Qiuyu worried deep feeling instantly fade, then ruthlessly glared at him one eye: "bah! Straight man, you are really single by strength! "

"Poof!"

Bai Zhi Xue and green Luo can not help laughing, but Guo Pangzi's face is red and speechless.

Then, when the staff calms down, Lin Mengyao's voice turns, and his face condenses.

At this moment, her look, no doubt let everyone hold their breath.

"Next, is the list of expeditionary personnel who followed the patriarch to the Mainland..."

Come on, come on!

Everyone's eyes were closed and their hearts were pounding.

More than 100 people here are all outstanding in chenyao sword sect. They all hope to follow the sect leader to the mainland.

Even if you come back ten years or a hundred years later, you will not hesitate to do so!

Knowing that each of them was eager to look forward to it, Lin Mengyao couldn't help laughing. Then he slowed down his speaking speed and said, "after the discussion between the Lord and Miao Lao and the scholar, there are 15 people who follow the Lord on the expedition."

"Gulu" and "Gulu"

one by one, the slight sounds rolling in the throat have a general chain reaction and ring out one after another.

"These 15 luckiest people are: Er Lin Mengyao, Ling can, Tang Qin, Xia Daotian, Shusheng, Yang Qiuyu, Guo Sanguo, lvluo, Bai Zhixue, Xiao Xiaoyou, Jingyuan, Honglian, Cuiying, Xiaoya Wang Jun

"Eh ~The crowd was stunned.

The names in front are still ideal. When it comes to Xiaoya, people wonder what an 11 year old girl is going to do with her?

However, when Wang Jun's name was read out, everyone was more puzzled.

As the crowd began to clamor, a man in white came out of the tent. It was Wang Jun!

"Elder martial brother, welcome to join chenyao sword sect!" Bai Chen gets up first, arched to Wang Jun.

In this regard, Wang Jun is also a boxing respect, and then find the farthest corner, sat down.

"Oh, my God, Wang Jun of Shengtian college, he is also xuanlao's disciple!"

"When did he join chenyao sword sect? It's so cool. We are invincible. Ha ha!"

"Yes, yes."

The noise made Wang Jun close his eyes.

The scene of three days ago reappeared in his mind.

……

In a place of blue sea and blue sky, Wang Jun stood behind an old man in white, looking up with great respect: "teacher, do you really want me to join chenyao sword clan?"

"Well." Xuanlao came back, took a deep breath, and said: "jun'er, I personally saved you from the jaws of Warcraft. I also know that you have heartfelt hatred for all Warcraft in the world..."

"Of course! I stayed in the street since I was a child, and became brothers with several other vagrants, but they all died in the hands of Warcraft. How can I not hate them? " As soon as Wang Jun mentioned it, his eyes were red. That year, he was only five years old, but that nightmare was his whole life!