"It doesn't matter, it's a person who is very important to me telling me, you may encounter it in a while, Mr. Yi Wei, Miss Bi Ling still come with me! Fengyun will start soon!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jing Qianqi turned around and his eyes sank slightly, revealing a very serious look and walking towards the wooden door deep in the corridor.

"How do you call Yi Yi? Who is the very important person in Jing Qianqikou?" Bi Ling asked Su Yi very quietly.

The two followed suit, followed by a brow, Su Yi whispered: "If there is anything, you can protect yourself, go first when necessary!"

Bi Ling took the big eyes of the water and looked at it with a slight gaze. He said, "What are you doing?"

Bi Ling is close to Su Yi's side, and the sound of the mosquitoes and the general voice of Su Yi said.

"You don't mess around, it's all about the top ten people. It's not like talking about it!"

Su Yi nodded, and there was a raging anger that could not be resisted.

After that, Su Yi secretly runs the cloud shadow step cream, and will repair the breath to converge to the Yuan Emperor's environment. Bi Ling naturally does not feel it.

In front of the road, the scenery is strange, the slight side, the face is slightly weird, revealing a slight invisible twitch, then open the wooden door.

"Mr. Yi Wei, Miss Bi Ling, please!" Jing Qianqi said that he would open the door.

As soon as the wooden door was pushed open, the majestic and refreshing atmosphere immediately came to the surface, and the noisy hall came into view.

Su Yi and Bi Ling were shocked at the same time, although these soul pressures were less shocking than the pressure of Duanmu Muman.

However, it also made Su Yi’s heart sink, and couldn’t help but sigh in the heart: “Sure enough, the most outstanding talents of the entire Tian Man Convergence gathered together, and this kind of pressure is far from being comparable to ordinary people!”

Slowly break into the hall, the rows of seats are divided, the wind will be still in the hot field, a high platform in front is like a stage.

On the top of the platform, a huge scroll was opened and everyone was whispering and greeting each other.

When Jing Qianqi introduced Yi and Bi Ling to the Taihang area, it quickly attracted the attention of countless people.

"Mr. Yi Wei, Miss Bi Ling, I will lead here if there is anything else, even though I have to tell you!" Jing Qianqi was modest and polite, and said to Su Yi very respectfully.

As soon as the voice fell, Jing Qianqi seemed to be in a hurry. He couldn’t respond to the greetings of the major forces and hurriedly disappeared into the embarrassment.

I have long noticed that other forces on this side, one by one, are stunned and have eyes wide open.

Compared with Su Yilai, Bi Ling is of course well-known in the top ten forces. Bi Ling’s dexterity and beauty have attracted the attention of countless young men.

When he was seated, he attracted the eager eyes of countless people, and Su Yi, who was next to him, seemed out of place and quite uncomfortable.

The young people of all major forces have a bit of jealousy and jealousy about this strange teenager.

Su Yi has a green robe, a sword eyebrow star, and his eyes are full of anger and anger, and the line of sight sweeps the audience.

"Who is that? Is it true that Mr. Qian Qi leads the way?"

"I don't know, it's not similar to wearing Taihang Zong! Is it foreign aid from Taihang Zong?"

"How is it possible that a double-headed boy with a double emperor can also become a helper of the Taihangzong?"

"It is estimated that Miss Biling's new love, come to see the popularity of the Fengyun meeting, see the market!"

Su Yi also can't tell who is who, just according to the clothes, the costumes behind it are the same as those left by Nangong Han Ge, and those who know the demon gate are also talking about it.

On time, Su Yi's brows wrinkled slightly, and everyone's discussion plus the disappearance of the holy mountain made Su Yi extremely anxious.

I don't want to argue, Su Yi just wants to find the holy mountain.

"Strange, it seems that the upstream forces are not in the hall!" A cold rush from the heart, Su Yi eyes continue to patrol the hall.

On the side of Taihangzong, Bi Ling looked at Su Yi and sat quietly, and his heart was relieved.

"Bi Ling Shimei, who is this?" A Taihangzong person gently asked Bi Ling Shimei, with a clear feeling of embarrassment in his eyes.

"Liu Yu, this is our right hand for this time! Um... Mr. Yi Yi!" Bi Ling slightly raised his proud head and looked at Su Yi, full of endless worship.

My heart is still thinking about the black card VIP. The Lingbao Pavilion is just a gold card. There are only three upstream forces in the black card. This Su Yi is too mysterious!

"Hey! The Yuanhuangjing is two-folder, dare to call me the right-hand man of the Taihangzong! Big words!"

Sitting behind Su Yi and Bi Ling, a face-like square, serious face, the man about twenty-five years old, screamed.

"Bi Changtian, what do you mean?" Bi Ling turned his head and heard the sound of Bi Ling's anger. Su Yi also turned back and gave up looking for it.

What I just spoke was the grandson of the three elders of Taihangzong. Bi Changtian was also the invincible of the younger generation in the Taihang Zong.

This time, playing the wind, it is the hope of the Taihangzong.

"What do I mean? Taihang Zong needs an outsider to help? Are we all waste?"

Bi Changtian’s words provoked thousands of waves, and the Taihangzong disciples sitting on their side nodded one by one.

Immediately, Bi Changtian seemed to have a sigh of relief, and the pupils shrank slightly, plucking a knife-like gaze, filled with a blazing flame.

"Bi Ling, do you even talk to an outsider?"

"He is a foreign aid that he personally asked. Do you mean that even I am jealous? I am also an outsider?"

Bi Ling had just been greeted by the guards, and now it was weathered by the long weather.

In an instant, when the Eight Chong Fengyun Club had not yet begun, all the eyes were shot at the Taihangzong.

Bi Changtian's eyes are as sharp as a knife, but the spirit is very good. Even if Bi Ling is a big lady, she never talks in front of herself, and instantly locks her breath on Su Yi's body.

"Boy, I don't know what the origins are, but if you dare to drag the legs of our Taihang, I promise to make you a waste!"

Bi Changtian, who thought he had a strong pressure on his soul, could see Su Yi stabilize, and suddenly he was filled with sighs.

"boom!"

In the meantime, Su Yi stood up, and a stunned look in the eyes, the body of the emperor of the emperor was under pressure and the time was reversed over Bi Changtian.

The wooden chair made a humming sound, and the slight shaking made the entire Taihang area resemble an earthquake.

“If the waste is your own, I think it’s pretty good! But I don’t mind making you a little waste! Or a dead person!”