We are not allowed to brush face here [Quick Transmigration]

When the sweet-scented osmanthus is really about to bloom, the Zhegui Banquet has gradually come to an end.

Most of the disciples of the Zongmen have already finished the competition of the Zhegui Banquet, so the previous tense atmosphere was swept away. Apart from watching the fight every day, gossip about who will win the championship in the end, and just wander around in the Dianxingmen with great interest. Indulge in the joy of free travel.

Under the window of Xiaoxuan nestled by the osmanthus tree, Ye Cheng was sitting on the couch, slowly wiping his sword.All the members of the Hehuan Sect were crowded together, sitting or standing, all in this room.

Tomorrow is the last match, Ye Cheng vs. Jianzong Feishuang Jianxian's closed disciple.

Among the sects recognized as the most powerful in combat, the young disciple with the highest combat power.

The elder was so nervous that he didn't even comb his braids: "Will you still use the sword tomorrow?"

Ye Cheng nodded.

He does know a lot of weapons, but the sword is still his most proud and favorite one.

Another elder pulled his flowing beard: "He is a disciple of the Sword Sect. If we compare this with him, will it be a little bit of our own shortcomings and attack others' strengths? Should we also make use of our sect's strengths? ?”

Although everyone has known for a long time that the head disciple of his own sect has outstanding combat prowess and is indeed a rare genius within the sect, but Hehuan Sect is not a sect famous for its combat prowess. No matter what level, everyone is a little unconfident.No one expected that Ye Cheng could go so far in Zhegui Banquet, only one step away from winning the championship, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

Hua Jianglin was a little curious: "Do we still have special skills?"

Isn't the Hehuan sect always eating, drinking, having fun, falling in love, and bubbling beauties?When fighting, I believe in the ultimate principle of "run if you can't fight".

"What did the unlucky boy say!" The elder patted his dog's head lovingly, "Of course! Our sect's illusions in the past are outstanding!"

The corners of Qingxi's mouth twitched: "Are you going to let senior brother go on stage to use charm?"

Everyone imagined it for a while, and it was really hard to associate the young man in white with blue frost and awe-inspiring look with Meishu, and all of them showed frowning expressions.

With a "buzz", Ye Cheng put the long sword into its sheath, and showed a smile that made everyone tremble when they saw it: "Maybe there is still a chance of winning in the sword competition, and the trick is to let someone beat me with a sword." Cut off the head?"

Seeing this, Wu Lanshuang hurriedly eased the atmosphere, and she sat beside Ye Cheng with attachment: "If senior brother wins the championship, have you thought about what you want?"

"Oh yes, there are many treasures in the star gate."

The prize of the leader of the Laurel Banquet is different from that of the other nine.The leader can make a request to the host of each Guila Banquet.Although this requirement is quite restrictive and cannot exceed the capabilities of the organizer, it is still precious.

"I've thought about it a long time ago." Ye Cheng stood up, and drove out this group of people who had nothing to do but knew they were making trouble.

Su Yunluo walked at the end, and when everyone went out, he suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "So the senior brother also has something that he particularly wants?"

"Sometimes I really feel that, to the senior brother, nothing is important and is not taken seriously."

Regardless of whether the deserted person in front of him is genuine or just pretending, Su Yunluo has to admit that he is indeed a person who is very defensive and his passions are quite dull.There are so few things that he classified as his own "property", Su Yunluo can't help but feel a certain frustration of having nowhere to start.

"I'm not a rock, so I naturally have emotions, things I care about, and people I care about." The corners of Ye Cheng's mouth drooped, and the coldness in his eyes was revealed for the first time, not even the most basic courtesy was left to Su. Yun Luo, "For me, if it's really important and something that is in my heart, whoever dares to snatch it, I will cut off his head directly."

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Above the arena, sword lights intertwined, like a gust of wind, and like flying snow.The young disciples with insufficient cultivation in the stands could hardly see the figures of the two people on the stage, and they couldn't breathe just because of the sharp sword energy of the confrontation.

When the wind stopped, the figures of the two people on the stage were revealed under the blue sky, and the stands couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Even though they all knew that Ye Li of the Hehuan Sect had a decisive victory all the way, and his strength was extraordinary, but seeing this scene with their own eyes, everyone still felt unbelievable.

In the stands, the two stood facing each other. The young man with a peerless complexion held a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pressed against the throat of the other.The other person's sword didn't know when to release it, so it stuck in the ring not far away, making a "buzzing" sound.

Ye Cheng withdrew his long sword and bowed to his opponent: "Accept."

The young man in black who had been silent like a stone finally said, "You should come to Jianzong."

Ye Cheng nodded politely, but did not respond to these words.He walked down the ring quickly, and a gust of wind blew up his sleeves, as if something was blowing up in his heart, and his whole body became light.

Finally, he thought, it was over.

After the laurel banquet, he can talk to Hua Yao alone and propose to take Fangze away.

Of course, Fangze is very precious and important, whether it is in his eyes or in Hua Yao's eyes, it is definitely not a "colorful head" who is the leader of the laurel banquet that can decide his come and go.It's just that it would be a good excuse.

Anyway, Fangze would turn to him.

Hua Yao might be a little angry, but they can come back occasionally to see their empty-nest old father.In this way, Hua Yao can continue to be the head of his Star Point Sect with peace of mind.

The battle has been decided, Hua Yao stood up from the stands, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a male voice.

"Wait a minute!"

Following everyone's gaze, Ye Cheng looked towards the source of the voice and frowned slightly.

The man standing up is the suzerain of Qingyan Sect.The suzerain of the Qingyan Sect had previously visited the Hehuan Sect in order to bring his stupid son back. Ye Cheng met him once, and he would never admit his mistake.

But Ye Cheng also remembered very clearly that the master of Qingyan Sect was not on the guest list.

Hua Yao's eyes looked like a pool of water from an ancient well without ripples, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if to sneer: "The master of Qingyan Sect is very interested, come to a small place like Xingmen, and still hide his name?"

"Dianxingmen is not a small place." Qingyan Sect Master shook his head, "The Zhegui Banquet is a major event for all sects, and I don't want to disturb it. But now that the Zhegui Banquet is over, I have to take some words." Come out and talk. All of you present here, there are so many sects, so you can be witnesses."

Hua Yao flicked his sleeves, and said in a icy tone, "Please."

The master of Qingyan Sect sighed: "The matter is so important that I don't know where to start. I'd like to ask the masters of Amitabha Sect to talk about it first."

Several people stood up from the seats and walked slowly towards the front of the stage. They were monks from the Amitabha Sect.The one standing at the front was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with an immature face and plain clothes.But everyone knows that this little monk has a high status in the Amitabha School.

The little monk's tone was calm, but when he opened his mouth, thunder exploded.

"Master's uncle passed away three months ago."

The young monk's master-uncle is the highest-ranking monk in the Amitabha School and the most respected Buddhist practitioner in the world.He has passed away for three months, and no one knows about it? !

"Before Master and Uncle went to Bliss, he was concerned about the world and drew a lottery." The little monk closed his eyes, a trace of sadness flashed on his face, "According to the hexagrams, the Lord of Heaven has reappeared in the world!"

At this moment, almost everyone couldn't control their expressions, showing a shocked and disturbed expression.

He Xi was young and vigorous, and he was seldom subject to setbacks. At first, he couldn't help shouting: "Even if the Heavenly Demon Lord reappears in the world, everyone will work together to fight against the Heavenly Demon. Why did the Qingyan Sect speak so rudely to the head of the Dianxing Sect!"

The Sect Master of Qingyan Sect kept his eyes on Hua Yao's face: "Then I have to ask Brother Hua himself. Brother Hua cares about the relationship between father and son, and doesn't he care about the righteousness of the world at all!"

The meaning of provocation in these words was too obvious, the disciples of Star Pointing Sect stood up in an instant, and looked coldly at Qing Yanzong.

Hua Yao has been the head of the sect for so many years and is very much loved.So when he raised his hand, even though he was trembling with anger, the disciple of Star Point Gate forced himself to be quiet.Then they heard the calm voice of their head.

"He is my son, not the Demon Lord."

The star-pointing gate disciples were stunned for a moment.They never knew that the leader had a son.But now that obviously doesn't matter anymore.

Qing Yanzong sneered: "He is your son, and also the son of the previous Demon Lord!"

If you say what you said before, there is still room for misunderstanding, but this sentence has completely become the last straw that broke the camel's back.Now that no one was sitting, almost everyone stood up uncontrollably, and the scene was in chaos.Even the disciples of the Dianxingmen looked at Hua Yao in disbelief, and some even cried out.

"Master, explain quickly!"

Hua Yao is still as gentle and upright as before, but his face is slightly pale.He stood in the middle, like a tree standing in the center of the vortex: "We all know that the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Lord has never been based on blood. Besides, he is not a Heavenly Demon at all, let alone a Heavenly Demon Lord! I raised him After so many years, it is most clear that he is a human race."

In fact, Hua Yao knew that no one would believe it.

Even if Fangze's blood was tested in front of everyone and it was confirmed that Fangze was a human race, those doubts and guesses would never be eliminated.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had been haunted by fear.He was afraid that Fangze's identity would be exposed, he was afraid that it would bring disaster to the Star Gate, he was afraid that he would not be able to protect Fangze, and he was also afraid that Fangze would really become a demon one day.Feared for hundreds of years, but when this matter really came before his eyes, Hua Yao found that he was not as unbearable as he imagined at the moment.

Hua Yao even smiled tiredly and relieved: "I never did anything wrong, why should I explain it to someone?"

"If he does harm to the world, I won't spare him. But he didn't."

"My son is not a demon. He has never hurt anyone, and he has never done anything wrong."

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