The Poison Doctor Mad Concubine is a Bit Tugged - Chapter 1252

Chapter 1252 How do you plan to reward me?

The elders saw that Ye Feiran was hopeless here, and they continued to sell themselves to the seven Yunchen people. As long as they could become the master of one of them, they would be very satisfied.

At this time, Yun Chen and the others did not know that the reason most of the elders in front of them tried to promote themselves was because their mentor was Yan Zheng.

However, they dare not grab ideas without authorization.

As a result, a group of elders promoted themselves until they were dry and even fought, and still no one succeeded in receiving direct disciples.

When Yu Zhenhua and Qi Zhijing realized that the situation was wrong and stopped, Yan Zheng flew slowly onto the competition stage.

sternly glanced at the elders, stroked their beards, smiled and said, “If you want to be their master, you must nod your head.”

As soon as the voice fell, Yu Zhenhua immediately cursed, “Seriously, you are playing the old man! Don’t you say that what you think is unimportant, but the important thing is whether Tongtong is willing or not?”

glanced at him solemnly, raised his eyebrows and said, “The old man is just playing tricks on you, do you have an opinion?”

Hearing this, Yu Zhenhua was so angry that he was blowing his beard, but when he thought that Tang Mengtong was a good seedling, he desperately held back.

In order to receive a good disciple, he will endure, he will endure!

“Hehe… I have no opinion.”

Strictly looking at Yu Zhenhua’s aggrieved look, she couldn’t help laughing out loud, “Hahaha…”

A group of elders: “…”

Good mad!

I really want to hit someone!

But none of them can offend solemnly, alas…

Yan Zheng finished smiling before continuing, “Ahem…Whoever wants to be the master of the eight disciples of the old man, tell the old man one by one. As long as you pass the test of the old man, you will have the opportunity to become their master.”

After finishing speaking, Yan Zheng strode off the competition stage and left the square.

A group of elders, look at me, I look at you, and then they all chased after them.

As long as there is a little chance, they can’t give up, after all, the stern look is not ordinary.

Seeing this, Liu Qingcang and Bai Jianjia quickly arranged for some elders to send off the family representatives present, otherwise Tianshen Academy would be ashamed.

However, this time Liu Qingcang and Bai Jianjia both thought about it too much. The family representative fell into contemplation after seeing this scene, and did not care about anything else at all.

At the same time, Ye Feiran’s family also grew.

Among them, how bright the smiles of the Nalan Patriarch and his wife are, and how ugly the faces of the Situ Patriarch and his wife are.

Situ Yu, this should be from their Situ family, how come they became from the Nalan family?

Patriarch Situ and his wife became more angry as they thought about it, took a deep look at Situ Yu, and both of them waved their sleeves and left.

After they left, Situ Yu took a peek at their backs, wondering why she had a bad feeling.

“I feel that Situ’s family will find Situ.” Madge said with his arms around his chest.

“Same sympathy!” Han Xize nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Situ Yu’s anxiety is getting more and more intense. Situ’s family won’t want to kill her, right?

Seeing this, Nalan Weiran quickly calmed down, “Cousin, don’t worry, Nalan’s family will take care of this.”

Ye Feiran also stretched out his hand and patted Situ Yu’s shoulder, and smiled, “Listen to Xiao Ranzi, don’t worry, the Nalan family and the Situ family are competing for you. It’s not harmful to you.”

The Situ family doesn’t dare to hurt Situ Yu if they have a little brain, otherwise they will be too long.

“I see.” Situ Yu nodded, and then thought about telling Situ Heqing about this as soon as possible, so that he would be mentally prepared, after all, Situ’s family would definitely investigate it clearly.

The disciples of   Tian Theological Seminary watched this scene after another. At first, the whole person was naturally surprised that they didn’t know what to say.

After the elders and family representatives disappeared, they began to discuss excitedly.

“Damn, we can’t become a direct disciple of one of the elders even after we squeeze our heads. Now the elders are rushing to be the masters of the third team, the difference is too big!”

“Can you win the fourth-grade elite team? If you can’t, shut up! The Fengyun third team has the ability to let the elders compete.”

“As long as the instructor of the Fengyun Team is stern, they will not worry about not having a teacher.”

“Ahhhhh…If I were one of the third team, it would be fine.”

“Go ahead and dream of your spring and autumn!”

“Besides Leng Qian, I don’t know which other elders can become the masters of Fengyun Team 3?”

For a while, the disciples all around looked at Ye Feiran’s eight people with envy and jealousy.

Faced with the envy and envy of the disciples, the eight Ye Feiran pretended not to know anything, and silently took their own spoils.

After these few games, the eight Ye Feiran made a lot of money. The spoils were not only spiritual stones, profound crystals, but also points.

The disciples who hadn’t left around saw Ye Shiqing giving the spoils to the eight people, and they were all shocked.

The   Fengyun Team 3 even made a bet, and it seems that they are all betting on their own win.

Mother, they are too confident too!

“If we knew that the Fengyun team would bet on winning, we wouldn’t have lost so badly!”

“Fengyun Team 3 was too cunning, and even asked Ye Shiqing to secretly poke and help place the bet.”

“Look, this is the real way to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger! I don’t know why, I feel that the Fengyun third team still has a lot of hole cards that have not been exposed.”

“I am not interested in what hole cards the Fengyun Team 3 has. I just want to know if they will sell the Emperor’s Blood Fruit? Exchange is okay.”

Amid the discussion among the disciples, the eight people of Ye Feiran went back to the dormitory with their shoulders on their backs. After so many trials, they needed a good rest.

Back to the dormitory, Ye Feiran lay on the bed and got ready to sleep after bathing.

When she was about to close her eyes, Mutant Jiuye Hongzhi quickly asked curiously, “Ranran, don’t you look at Master Leng’s meeting ceremony?”

Hearing, Ye Feiran glanced at the mutant nine-leaf red branch, and then silently took out the precepts given by Leng Qian, swept away his spiritual consciousness, and suddenly sat up from the bed.

Damn, this meeting ceremony is too rich!

I saw Na Jie piled up with all kinds of medicinal materials, and it was either a thousand years or ten thousand years.

Ye Feiran looked at the medicinal materials in Na Jie, the curvature of the corners of her mouth kept rising, “Tsk tusk tusk, Master Leng is so generous!”

Seeing that Ye Feiran was so happy, Mutant Jiuye Hongzhi became even more curious, “Ranran, what’s in Najie?”

“Thousand years and ten thousand years of medicinal materials.”

Hearing, Mutated Jiuye Hongzhi turned his eyes and said excitedly, “That must be a medicinal material from Orchid Villa. The medicinal materials planted in Orchid Villa are much more effective than those outside. Dyeing, you will become more prosperous.”

Ye Feiran smiled and nodded, “I also think I’m going to develop.”

After the excitement, she looked at Na Jie in her hand and raised her eyebrows, “I don’t know if this meeting ceremony is Master Leng’s own intention or Madam Leng’s intention?”

“Maybe it is the meaning of Lord Emperor!” Mutant Jiuye Hongzhi blurted out.

Hearing, Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt that this possibility was very high.

“If it is the meaning of Lord Emperor, I have to reward him.”

As soon as the voice fell, a deep and magnetic voice suddenly came into her ears.

“How does Ran’er plan to reward me?”

(End of this chapter)