Chapter 35 Poison Needle

Xu Le'an looked at Gong Xiuxian's almost obsessive eyes, and suddenly his back became cold. He nodded, took two steps back, and sat back in his seat.

Life is at stake, so he should persuade his brother. Xu Le'an poured himself a sip of tea to suppress his shock.

In this room, Yi Ning was terribly annoyed by Yan Xuan. In the past, when he had mana, this man was more restrained. Now that he lost his mana, Yan Xuan was almost killed every minute.

Finally, when Yan Xuan commented for the sixth time that Ming Guangzong's clothes were not as good-looking as Yiyuezong's clothes, Yi Ning couldn't help grabbing his collar: "Sit back in your seat and wait for three quarters of an hour. If you bother me again, I will recite the mantra."

It's bad, it's getting popular.

Yan Xuan pretended to be innocent and said, "Why is Shangxian so ruthless? I'm taking on my husband's name because of you. If you told me to go back and sit by myself, wouldn't it make them all look at me with a wink."

I see it was pretty quick when you agreed. Yi Ning was so angry with him that he would often slander a few words, took a deep breath, and repeated: "Go back to your seat."

Yan Xuan raised the corners of his lips, no longer irritating him, turned and sat back in his seat.

Next to him is Xu Le'an. Xu Le'an wanted to show the momentum of his mother's family, and glared at Yan Xuan, it was obvious that he sat down and immediately cowarded.

Yan Xuan looked up at him lazily and said, "What did you say to that idiot just now?"

What an idiot, Xu Le'an reacted for a while before realizing that he was talking about Gong Xiuxian, and couldn't help but be shocked.

This man has eyes behind his back, how can he keep an eye on his movements while talking to his senior brother?

In fact, Yan Xuan didn't bother to look at him, he was just paying attention to Gong Xiuxian's side, to beware of the idiot's tricks to deal with himself or Yi Ning.

Unfortunately, saw Xu Le'an walking over eagerly, and Gong Xiuxian gave him a look back.

This junior brother Yi Ning is not as daring as a flea.

"No, I didn't say anything..." He really didn't say anything, and he was scared back before he opened his mouth. After a while, he felt that he was not too hard-hearted, and added: "Don't think that senior brother values ​​you, you can do it. …”

What is the next word to say?

"What can I do?" Yan Xuan narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "You can hug him, you can kiss him, and I can hold him on the couch—" What he said in a low voice, Xu Le'an's eyes widened in disbelief Pointing at Yan Xuan, he stood up and said, "I-I want to tell my senior brother to go, you are a disciple!"

Yan Xuan dragged him back, lowered his voice and threatened: "Do you really think he will form a contract with someone who doesn't know the bottom line?"

Xu Le'an's eyes were timid, and it took him a long time to understand that it turned out that his senior brother, he already knew what this person was like.

Does your brother prefer this one?

Xu Le'an didn't dare to think about it, so he sat back in his seat angrily, took a teacup and drank the beef, and didn't dare to provoke Yan Xuan again.

After confronting Xu Le'an, Yan Xuan was in a good mood. He pulled a crystal clear grape into his mouth with ease, leaned against the railing, and quietly saw the thin ankle from Yi Ning's beautiful shoulder.

nice. If you can touch that beautiful shoulder, then hold the thin ankle and press it in front of you, it will be worth dying. He thought about it, and the grapes in his mouth suddenly couldn't taste it.

In the future, he will be even more inseparable from Yi Ning, like a gambler falling into a casino, and there will be no turning back.

But if Yi Ning looked back at him at this moment, he would...

After a while, Yi Ning actually turned his head to look at him, saw him leaning crookedly, and said in a low voice, "Sit or not, stand or stand." Take care of him.

Yan Xuan burst out laughing, laughing wildly, making Yi Ning very strange.

I don't know what this little madman is thinking.

After a long while, Yan Xuan narrowed his eyes, stopped his smile, and looked at him deeply.

What just thought was that if Yi Ning looked back at him, then he would make another bet, betting whether Yi Ning would lie on his bed and lie under him in the end.

For this reason, even if he goes through fire and water, he will never give up.

"The next group, Mingguangzong Jianfeng vs. Changluzong Jianfeng."

Finally, it was Ming Guangzong's turn. This year's disciples were carefully selected by Yi Ning. He was very clear about their strengths, but the disciples of the Changlu Sect were not bad.

After winning this game, the candidates for the final competition will basically be decided, but even if they lose, they can still have an extra game.

That Jianfeng disciple, Yi Ning, knew a thing or two. He was the apprentice of his junior brother Mu Zilang. Like Mu Zilang, Yi Ning was worried that he would underestimate the enemy. The advance and retreat are moderate, and there is no negligence. It can be seen that Mu Zilang taught well.

Towards the end, a sudden change occurred. For some reason, the disciples of Ming Guangzong suddenly shook their wrists when they raised their hands to block the sword, as if they had been relieved by the opponent.

Seeing this, the disciple of Changlu Sect immediately took advantage of the situation and put his sword on the side of his neck.

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar, and Ming Guangzong lost his face in this way.

The sword can't be held steady, so what kind of sword cultivator is he?

The Ming Guangzong disciple shouted bitterly: "You use a hidden weapon!" He got up and wanted to grab the other party's collar, but was stopped by the elder Jianfeng of Yiyuezong.

"You said he used a hidden weapon, then tell me what it is?" As the person who hosted the Zongmen Grand Competition, Yiyuezong would naturally not be more partial to one party.

The scene was chaotic and noisy, Yi Ning couldn't really hear what they said, but saw that the disciple of the Ming Guangzong had been talking for a long time, but he couldn't come up with evidence that the other party used a hidden weapon.

In the end, this game was judged to be the defeat of Ming Guangzong. In this game, Ming Guangzong actually lost, beyond everyone's expectations.

The next match is Ming Guangzong vs. Mo Fazong. If this game is lost again, Ming Guangzong will be completely out.

Seeing that the disciple of Ming Guangzong came to an apologetic manner amid the boos of the crowd, Yi Ning's eyes moved slightly and he sat back from the window.

At this time, there was already a lot of quarrel in the stands of Ming Guangzong. Mu Zilang was watching his precious apprentice's game under the stage, and now he came back with his apprentice.

The elders have accused the disciple of being incompetent, even holding the sword unsteadily, and it is strange that people use hidden weapons.

Mu Zilang said angrily: "I know what my apprentice is like, he will never do such a cowardly thing, it must be framed by the hidden weapon of the Changlu Sect!"

"You said a hidden weapon, then what kind of hidden weapon did you use?" Someone was aggressive, obviously angry.

The disciple stood silently, and suddenly said to Mu Zilang, "Master, don't say it, I lost."

Mu Zilang clenched his fists and said again, "I don't believe in my own people. Don't you know what Luo Yin and I are like on weekdays!"

Another person came out to be a peacemaker and said: "We can all see clearly, it's not just a game, if you lose, you lose, and then you win back in the end."

"The next game is also a sure-fire loss."

Suddenly someone spoke, and in an instant, the stand became silent, and at the same time he looked at the speaker - Yan Xuan.

"Since you have formed a contract with the immortal, I will treat you as half of my own person, so don't blame me for being rude." I don't know which elder spoke up.

Yi Ning supported his forehead, gently tugged Yan Xuan's sleeve under the table, and said, "Look at the occasion when you speak."

Everyone was angry, and suddenly such a sentence popped up, and everyone would think that Yan Xuan was looking for something to do.

Yan Xuan snorted softly, leaned over to Yi Ning's side, and pretended to be wronged: "I just said they would give me a look, you still don't believe it."

You didn't do it yourself.

Yi Ning coughed twice, ignoring Yan Xuan's pitiful appearance, and said to Mu Zilang's apprentice, "Your name is Luo Yin? Come here."

Everyone was still indignant, but when Yi Ning opened his mouth, they all kept silent and waited for Shang Xian to speak.

After all, there is no head, and Yi Ning is the one who speaks the most.

Luo Yin looked up at Mu Zilang, Mu Zilang nodded slightly to him, and then walked slowly to Yi Ning.

"Put out your wrist." Yi Ning said lightly.

Luo Yin hesitated for a while, then slowly lifted up his sleeves to show him, except for the small scratches on his wrists, there was no blood at all.

Yi Ning didn't know what hidden weapon the other party used, or the disciple of Changlu Sect didn't know what it was.

Because Yi Ning felt an extremely subtle devilish energy from above, when Yi Ning could see through Yan Xuan's disguise at a glance, this devilish energy naturally couldn't escape his eyes.

Luo Yin said as if giving up on himself: "Shangxian, forget it, I admit my mistake. After returning to the sect, I will take the punishment myself, and I will practice swordsmanship hard."

Yi Ning glanced at him, did not say anything, just said to Yan Xuan, "Come and see, what is this?"

Strange, there are things that Shangxian Yi Ning can't recognize. Yan Xuan leaned against Yi Ning lazily, and recognized it with just a glance.

"The poisonous needle of the scorpion family, which is colorless and shapeless, melts into the body, and the wound is almost invisible." Yan Xuan raised his hand and grabbed Luo Yin's wrist and squeezed it hard, with luck in his palm, until Luo Yin growled lowly. It stopped after a while.

Mu Zilang felt sorry for his apprentice, he hurriedly stepped forward to protect Luo Yin behind him, and glared angrily at Yan Xuan: "What are you doing!"

Yi Ning frowned slightly, and without thinking about it, he blurted out to Mu Zilang: "Shout out loud, what manner, sit back."

Beside him, Yan Xuan's expression paused slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Mu Zilang choked. Although he was Yi Ning's junior and junior brother, Yi Ning had never taught him such a lesson since he was a child, and he would never show his face in front of so many people. He suppressed his anger and sat back in his seat.

"You were indeed injured by a hidden weapon, but this hidden weapon was not placed by the disciples of the Changlu Sect, but a demon cultivator." Yi Ning said lightly, all the seats were startled, and in the midst of all the talk, Yi Ning said again: " The poisonous blood has been forced out, and I am afraid that the demon cultivator will attack Mingguangzong in the next game, if the demon cultivator is not found, he will still lose."

"This..." The elders looked at each other in disbelief.

Luo Yin looked at the wrist that was pinched by Yan Xuan, and sure enough, black poisonous blood began to ooze out. He couldn't hold back his tears and said in a suppressed voice, "Thank you, Shangxian, for returning my innocence."

Yan Xuan sneered, he didn't care what others thought of him. If it wasn't for Yi Ning, or even if these people were poisoned to death, he wouldn't even look at them.

"Master, I'm not lying, I really have a hidden weapon, look!" Luo Yin ran to Mu Zilang excitedly and showed him the poisonous blood on his wrist. Mu Zilang's complexion was complicated and his face was hot, and he was really blaming the man just now.

So he asked Xu Le'an in a low voice, "Who is that person? Why is he in the stands of Ming Guangzong?"

Seeing the whole process just now, Xu Le'an couldn't help but admire Yan Xuan a little, and said excitedly, "This is the husband of senior brother, his name is Yi Yan."

"Yi Yan, I've never heard of this person... Wait, what about Senior Brother?" Mu Zilang widened his eyes after realizing it, stood up and said, "Where's my sword?"

Xu Le'an quickly grabbed him and said, "Don't be impulsive, you can't beat him! This man looks young, but his cultivation is very deep." After a pause, he added: "Besides, they just helped your apprentice to clear his grievances. Woolen cloth."

Mu Zilang gritted his teeth and looked at Yan Xuan. Although he didn't like Yi Ning when he was young, they were both brothers and they really regarded Yi Ning as his brother.

Yi Ning, such a pure-hearted person with few desires, actually formed a bond with such a stubborn cub, Mu Zilang was angry that he did not fight for his misfortune, how could he be so tempted.

But on Yi Ning's side, there was a commotion again.

"Since there are demon cultivators present, we have to be more prepared for the next round. I am afraid that the original disciple will not be able to win. I think it is better to let Gong Xiuxian take over..." Seeing this, someone started to make up their minds on Gong Xiu. On Yin.

"No!" Yi Ning immediately rejected: "He is not my disciple. If you force him to play, you can accept him as your disciple."

Gong Xiuxian held the sword, raised his eyes to look at Yi Ning, and said softly, "This disciple will only worship one person in his life."

This time, even if others wanted to take it, they didn't have the qualifications. Everyone turned their attention to Yi Ning, as if forcing him to recognize Gong Xiuxian.After all, most of the people present were senior elders, and none of the disciples was more powerful than Gong Xiuxian.

Yi Ning curled his fingers slightly, it seemed that he was sorry for the head, and he couldn't bring Ming Guangzong to win the competition.Even if he loses, he will never let Gong Xiuxian participate in the competition in the name of his apprentice.

"As long as people from Ming Guangzong can play?" Suddenly a lazy voice sounded

"Then I'll go."

Yi Ning turned around in amazement, and met Yan Xuan's eyes with a deep smile.