Chapter 1065

As soon as these words came out, a flash of amazement flashed across the bottom of many eyes. If the blue eyed boy could say such words, would he really surpass the spirit Master level?

Is this... Fake?

He is still so young, and the spirit chain of the blue eyed person appears very late. How can he have reached the spirit king level in such a short time?

Lord Feng was surprised when he heard her say this. He thought of what was standing in front of him and looked down at her. "So, Gongyu, are you really going to participate in the Wulin competition?"

"Not originally."

Duanmu yawang held his cheek in one hand and chewed the fragrant flower cake in the other hand. He ate with bulging cheeks and lisping: "but after listening to Lord Feng, I think this Wulin big ratio seems very challenging. I immediately feel it's OK to participate. At least I don't have to be bored."

Why don't you join us?

Don't be bored?

Why does the blue eyed boy say that Wulin Dabi is not challenging and he is not interested in participating?

The people present looked at her with different faces, but most of them stared at her with sarcastic eyes: the frog at the bottom of the well is the frog at the bottom of the well. What they said is really ridiculous!

Lord Feng sneered at Mrs. LAN and master LAN: "it is said that what kind of people make what kind of friends, Mrs. LAN, the son of master LAN's friends is an eye opener. Presumably, your friend is also a hero among people."

When he said heroes among people, he said them word by word and in a very strange tone. No one would take them as praise.

Master LAN doesn't seem to want to talk too much with Lord Feng. His face is as cold as ice: "my friend doesn't bother Lord Feng. Lord Feng still wants to think about how many races he can see this year!"

Master LAN didn't know what hit Lord Feng. His face suddenly became ugly, snorted, shook his sleeve and left.

The disciples of burning heaven sect also touched the tip of their noses and walked away in dismay.

Duanmu Ya looked at it and asked quietly, "master LAN, this Lord Feng, but I lost to you in the game?"

"Yes."

Master LAN nodded, but it seemed that it was his bad memory. He didn't mention it much. Instead, he said to master Yan: "sorry, I'll make you laugh."

"Where is it?"

Elder Yan answered and looked thoughtfully at Duanmu ya. "You, the son of a friend, seem to be very spiritual. Unfortunately, you have a pair of blue eyes."

"Deyin's blue eyes don't need to be inferior to others." the LAN couple seriously stressed that Yan Changlao thought of the words of the disciples at the foot of the mountain that day. His eyes flashed and said, "really, Dabi in Wulin wants to see it."

The elders here were chatting, and the younger generation were not idle. Qingling raised his beautiful chin and looked at Duanmu Ya with a hum: "Hey, are you really going to participate in this year's Wulin competition?"

"It's interesting to hear what Lord Feng meant. I guess so." then, pointing his chin with his fingertips, he said interestingly, "why, are you afraid I'll beat you?"

"By you?"

Zeroing sneered. He thought of something and said unbearably, "I didn't say you. Can you restrain your mouth? Don't blow if your ability is not so big. It's you who will be embarrassed at that time."

This man is really awkward.

Obviously, I care about people, but what I say is not very good.

Duanmu yawang was neither funny nor funny, but she didn't hate it. Compared with some people of burning heaven sect and Mo daozong before, she was a little straightforward and lovely. Therefore, she couldn't help being frank: "well, shall we compare at that time to see if you have the ability to embarrass me?"

"You, you really don't know good or bad!"

He looked like a kind-hearted thunder. He was obviously hummed. He pulled away Yi Dao on one side and said, "he's hopeless. He won't talk to him next time, or he'll be stupid!"

Duanmu yawang: "..." now to tell the truth, isn't nobody listening?

Yi Dao was sweating. While being dragged away, he kept looking at Duanmu Ya and nodded and apologized: "sorry, zeroing is sometimes not so good..."

"Shut up!"

He hummed and took him away.

Duanmu yawang: "

Here, the dishes will come up soon.

The moment she saw the dishes coming up, Duanmu yawang's face turned black. Then she remembered that she had forgotten one thing, that is, Mo daozong has been vegetarian recently!

be a vegetarian!

Su!

Moreover, Mo daozong's vegetarian dishes are not ordinary vegetarians. They not only have very simple ingredients, but also have little water. It's hard to say when they eat

In fact, the rice is good. After all, it is a big sect. The rice is white, soft and waxy, and the quality is very good. The dishes are too clean, and they are all unknown wild vegetables. After two bites, she wrinkled her face and didn't go to the chopsticks. She just picked the rice.

Duanmu yawang thought it was serious enough. However, when the soup came up, she saw the muddy color and couldn't even eat when she saw the soup boiled with the roots of bitter plants.

Yaya, how can people eat this!

Fortunately, the little white deer didn't come. Otherwise, according to his picky nature of food, he had to spit things out at the first bite!

However, unlike her, others ate very well, gulping and drinking, as if their taste buds were unconscious.

Duanmu yawang: "

"Deyin, why don't you understand chopsticks?" Gong Yu Dechun frowned and asked, "aren't you hungry?"

Duanmu yawang smiled, "I have a small appetite. Plus I just ate some cakes, I'm full now."

"Alas, I knew I wouldn't let you eat so many cakes." then Gong Yu Dechun advised: "But Deyin, although the soup is not good to drink, it is said that the medicine soup developed by the Celosia miracle doctor is very good for cultivating body and mind and regulating breath. Every year, many people can make progress in a few days and even advance. Therefore, it is very popular. Some people can't drink it if they want to. Even if you are full, eat some."

This soup is really made of good medicinal materials. However, eating is a kind of enjoyment. If she wants to cultivate her body and mind, she can develop it at any time, and it is many times better than this!

Who wants to abuse themselves and drink such a bad drink!

She sighed, but in order not to let Gongyu Dechun worry, she wrinkled her face and reluctantly drank a bowl of soup.

The bitter and strange soup slipped into his throat. The smell almost made Duanmu yawang nausea, and even made Duanmu yawang doubt life for a time: it's more difficult to drink than a big bowl of unsweetened traditional Chinese medicine!

Is the Celosia miracle doctor mentally disabled or something? How could he develop such a wonderful soup?

Duanmu yawang finished drinking, put the bowl, pinched the fragrant flower cake and chewed it, trying to suppress the strange taste of the soup.