Yu Qingqian wanted to see how Tingyin Pavilion beat Xiaojiu and what else was left behind.

   She must eliminate hidden dangers in the bud, Xiaojiu is not something everyone can covet.

  Gu Yan heard that the baby apprentice regarded him as the ultimate trump card, and the smile in Taohua's eyes could not be concealed.

   "That's true. It's too good to be done for this trivial matter, and it also damages my prestige."

"If the sect master of your Guiyuan Sect can't even resist this woman, he might as well return to the sect to resign as the sect master as soon as possible, and I won't take his life. I will wait for the old Tingyinge to come. Kill it."

   It hasn't been shot for thousands of years, and Gu Yan's hand feels itchy.

   "Okay, Master, you won!" Yu Qingqian knew the Aojiao willful master very well, and smiled helplessly.

   Soon, two hours of rest passed.

   Ancestor Yin walked to the thatched hut again and looked at the disciples below and said, "Today is the fifth and last day of the exchange conference."

   "Today, we will communicate in a team situation. Each sect is allowed to have ten disciples as representatives to form a team, aiming at the deepest part of Xuangu Forest. Find and bring back a glass bottle that has been buried long ago to win."

   "Today's communication is only one link. On the way to the deepest part of Xuangu, you can use any means you are good at to assist, and you can also join forces or fight with other teams."

   "But there is only one condition, no death is allowed. Anyone who dares to kill will be sent directly to the abyss for punishment."

   Hearing that the punishment was to be sent to the abyss hell, many disciples present gasped, obviously dreading and fearing that place.

   Yu Qingqian's eyes suddenly lit up, "Sick beauty, how about we kill a few?"

   Feng Chen smiled helplessly: "Sent to the abyss **** as a punished object is definitely different from the experience. Let's wait for the abyss **** to open and enter through the experience."

  His family Qianqian was used to being more and more wanton by the master, but fortunately he was not as self-willed as the master, otherwise he would have a headache.

   Hearing Feng Chen's analysis, Yu Qingqian nodded: "That's right, then I'll just bear with it."

   Although the anger in the bottom of my heart was suppressed by reason just now, the urge to kill is still there.

  Fengchen also knew that Yu Qingqian's suffocation and hostility were a hidden danger, so he held her hand distressedly, "Let's go into the deepest part of the forest to vent, you can beat people without killing people!"

   Feng Chen's connivance to Yu Qingqian was unconditional. As long as she was happy, he could hand her a knife.

  Yu Qing laughed lightly: "Alright, there are several disciples in Tingyin Pavilion and Leisha Mountain that I disliked for a long time, so I took the opportunity to beat them up after I entered."

   The two were talking and laughing, but they just used a special method to soundproof so that no one else could hear them.

   If other disciples knew that the two were discussing to beat someone, they would definitely be speechless.

   Ancestor Yin was very satisfied with the disciples present's fear of the abyss and hell, and found that Yu Qingqian's eyes were bright, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable worry in his heart, this girl wouldn't want to kill a few people in the next exchange, right?

   But after thinking about it, I felt that I was thinking too much. The little girl is so smart and should not make such a big taboo.

  If he knew that Yu Qingqian had already had this kind of thought and was only dismissed by Feng Chen's persuasion, he would definitely have the urge to vomit blood.

   "The referee this time is still the five powerhouses from yesterday, and the final vote is based on the performance of each team in the forest."

   "Of course, the first team to get the glass bottle and bring it back has the best hope, but it's not absolute."