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Chapter 302 Senior! Junior! Junior!

No one has thought that the first person to take action would be Miss Guo Xiang and Guo Er.

Dressed in Tsing Yi.

Hold your fists and cup your hands.

When a person stands there, he is full of pride.

The girl's body indeed showed a more free and bold temperament than the boy's, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

The people watching the ceremony were astonished.

There are a lot of doubts lingering in everyone's mind, how could it be?

How could Guo Xiang, the dignified founder of the Emei Sect, be so young? This was the first thought that flashed through the minds of countless people.

This is especially true for the younger generation.

It's the same even in Mingjiao.

On the contrary, White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao and Tieguan Taoist fellow disciples did not have much surprise. And in the hearts of Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao, a name appeared directly - Saintess!

Because of Yang Xiao's age, he had not seen Guo Xiang's grace in the Ming Cult at that time, but because of his family background, he knew about this wonderful past event, but within the Ming Cult, this wonderful event was considered a shame in a sense.

.Therefore, the story of Guo Xiang in Mingjiao was artificially suppressed.

But Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King, was not like that. When he was young, he was fortunate enough to see Guo Xiang's style with his own eyes.

It's just that when he was a boy, what he saw was not the saint of the Ming sect, but Miss Guo Er who was walking around the world in another identity.

At that time... Yin Tianzheng could not avoid the young Mu Ai.

Memories from his youth flashed through his mind, and he knew very well that there were some strange martial arts in the world that could keep him young and had a unique effect on beauty. So seeing Miss Guo Er at this moment, the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng was not too surprised.

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In addition, there is Yan Jing'an, the successor of Cihang Jingzhai.

She opened her mouth slightly and stared blankly at the woman in front of her.

As a woman, and as the successor of Cihang Jingzhai, Yan Jing'an had to admit that the strange temperament of the other party had an impact on others, especially women.

Especially women who have learned corresponding martial arts.

It felt... as if there was a strange poison in the other person's body, making people unable to help but pay attention to her and look at her.

Just one glance.

Yan Jing'an knew why her master still had that kind of mentality, that kind of hateful mood that she didn't understand.

It's okay for a woman to be saddened by a man, but if she is saddened by a woman of the same sex, she may never forget it for the rest of her life. That kind of love and hate may be engraved in her bones and imprinted in her soul.

That glance made Yan Jing'an feel like her heart was beating.

Among this group of people, the most shocked ones were none other than Ji Xiaofu, who was once a disciple of Emei, and Zhou Zhiruo, the current head of the Emei Sect.

At this moment, both women looked dull at the same time.

It's obvious.

None of them thought that the founder of their sect was still alive, even living so young and living so freely.

It's just that Ji Xiaofu stayed beside Yang Xiao at the moment and couldn't speak if she wanted to. As for Zhou Zhiruo, who was hugged by Guo Xiang, she had already taken off her mask and exclaimed: "Grandmaster!"

In addition to this, the other two who were shaken and speechless for a moment were Taoist Master Tieguan and his brother.

This is!!!

master!

The two junior brothers looked at each other and saw the same look on each other's faces.

A familiar figure has already appeared in the hearts of the two brothers.

certainly.

All these influences are nothing more than trivial matters.

The real key, what caught people's attention was the figure half wrapped in a cocoon made of countless purple butterflies. Although it was half broken, the figure that was revealed had already put everyone on extreme alert.

The breath disappears and appears, changing in all kinds of ways.

evil.

Buddha nature.

Dao meaning.

Even majestic.

Waiting for the seemingly complicated but contradictory temperaments to appear back and forth on Yue Yuan's body, they finally merged one by one.

Finally, the golden eyes he opened revealed endless indifference and ruthlessness, and he just stared at Guo Xiang so intently.

Half a moment.

Yue Yuan spoke, and his cold voice spread from the top of the Star-Zhaing Tower, saying: "Existence is prosperous, but dreams are in vain."

"Although someone's specially prepared memoirs were interrupted, it made people really angry."

"But, for me, this is enough."

It's a pity...

There was something unsaid. Yue Yuan found that he was recovering, and time seemed to be flowing backwards on him. The return of memory represented the return of power, and the return of power represented the resurgence of blood.

But Yue Yuan does know that this moment is indeed the most dangerous time for him.

There is only one step away from the final result, but now it is obvious that someone wants to fall short in the end.

His plan was overturned.

This purple butterfly...it goes without saying.

When Yue Yuan saw it, he already knew its origins very well.

The moon god from the Yin Yang family who stole the immortality pill he left for Yue'er, and Xiao Meng, the head of the Taoist Tianzong, came together. Both of them have the ability to remotely control others.

Even before anyone showed up, they had already shown off each other's abilities.

It shouldn’t be!

What went wrong?

While his expression remained unchanged, Yue Yuan was constantly analyzing the current situation in his heart.

The half-returned memoir is telling Yue Yuan that there has been a completely unexpected change in the situation, that is, Xiaomeng... appeared too early.

In the Qin Dynasty, when Yue Yuan first came there, and when he saw Xiaomeng again, what he gave her was a safety valve, a guarantee. With his ability at that time, he could lock a

A child's mind wants the other person to unravel everything in their mind bit by bit according to their own needs, so there should be plenty of time.

Can……

Until now, no one will be able to control the final changes in the general trend.

"Xiang'er!"

His expression changed, and the overflowing memories in his mind were a little confused for a while. Yue Yuan looked at the woman in green clothes in front of him, and for the first time, he uttered her name in the same way as when he first met her.

"..."

With a faint look in her eyes, the unstoppable joy flashed across Miss Guo Er's face.

She likes this title very much.

Just because there is a kind of doting in it.

However, after that gentle expression passed, Yue Yuan regained his indifference. Instead, he turned to face the direction outside and said, "Since you are already here, why bother to hide it."

"What's more, this cover-up doesn't seem to be directed at me."

After the words fell, I heard another greeting from "senior". Amidst the sound of cranes, under the surprised eyes of two Wudang disciples, Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting, a white-haired old Taoist wearing Taoist robes was stepping on the crane.

He went down and landed on the top of the Star Building.

Astonishingly, it is Zhang Sanfeng, the contemporary great master and leader of the Wudang Sect.

Waving his hand, the crane went away, and first gave a junior salute to Yue Yuan. Then Zhang Sanfeng's eyes fell on Guo Xiang, with a little satisfaction deep in his eyes.

This moment.

If the appearance of Guo Xiang, the founder of the Emei Sect, had shaken the hearts of Ji Xiaofu and Zhou Zhiruo before, then what he said now had shaken Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting.

and one other person.
Chapter completed!
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