1134: C1134 Goodbye to Murong Yin

C1134 Goodbye to Murong Yin

"This boy, why is he also here?!"1

In the plaza, Liu Yunluo had obviously also discovered Long Bufan. When he saw that a brat from a third-grade sect could actually come to this place, the depths of his eyes involuntarily flashed with surprise.

Evidently, he also did not expect that this lowly Sect Disciples, who he did not put in his eyes at all back then, would actually rush all the way here and stand in the same position as him.

Immediately after, Liu Yunluo looked at Long Bufan indifferently, as though he had nothing to do, and retracted his gaze. However, a voice filled with provocation resounded in Long Bufan's mind: "This errand boy, we haven't seen you in three months and you have improved a lot. No matter what dogshit luck you used to get here, but remember, I, Liu Yunluo, am the only one who represents the Dongxuan's champion."

Liu Yunluo's words were filled with contempt and threat. His eyebrows slightly twitched and a cold light flashed past his eyes, but he was too lazy to pay any attention to the other party. His gaze moved to the next presence that he felt strong earlier.

It was a young man dressed in white with a delicate face. He was tall, straight, strong, and had a long blade on his back. A sect emblem was embroidered on the chest of his clothes, and three scarlet red words "Mad Battle Zong" and three stars representing the grade of his sect were written below it.

"I never thought that there would be someone like me, with the lowly background of the Grade Three Sect, who has charged all the way here!"

Long Bufan was slightly surprised, but he gave the young man in white a few more glances. His aura was restrained, his black eyes were as bright as stars, his short black hair that reached his ears looked extremely clean and tidy. Other than the simple long blade on his shoulder, he also had a unique green ring on his hand.

Although this white-clothed youth only casually stood there, it was as if he was a treasured sword hidden within a sheath, sharp and restrained.

After that, Long Bufan's gaze moved to the last wave of aura that he felt was strong. A beautiful fiery-red figure entered his eyes and it was also the only female amongst the twelve people.

At this time, Long Bufan was not the only one paying attention to this beauty, the other males present also looked at her from time to time, their eyes unable to conceal the blazing fire in their eyes.

This girl gave off a deep impression because her figure had a charm that surpassed the young girl's age. Her curves were revealed, and her fair and flawless skin revealed a faint red powder. Her clear and bright eyes and curved willow brows had a red mark of fire on them.

They were not unfamiliar with this red colored flame imprint, it was one of the Fire Phoenix Palace's exclusive symbols for the five great super sect s.

"Murong Yin!"

Looking at the beautiful girl dressed in red, Long Bufan's pupils contracted slightly. In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the time when he was in the ancient sect's ruins, when he had activated the formation to fight for the Ancient Lightning Symbol Tree, and the two of them were trapped in the secret room. In the end, in order to treat her, the other party's clothes were completely destroyed.

When he thought about her body that was filled with great temptation, Long Bufan couldn't help but silently swallow his saliva whenever he saw her again.

"Long Bufan." Murong Yin had obviously noticed Long Bufan as well. While her expression was filled with astonishment, her fair cheeks also flushed slightly.

Seeing that Murong Yin had turned to look at him, Long Bufan immediately smiled. However, before he could greet him, Murong Yin turned her head away, no longer looking at him, as if she was hiding her awkward expression.

His gaze shifted as he observed the other eight Sect Genius s. Although these eight Sect Genius s did not have as strong an aura as Liu Yunluo, Murong Yin, and the white-clothed youth from Mad Battle Zong, the fact that they were able to make it to this place was not a piece of cake.

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