My Villain's Heroine Chases Her Husband Online

Chapter 150 Reviving the Wooden Door (1)

Jiang Rui was also stunned, why did she only think about keeping Zhao Yan alive?Why?
She stared blankly at Zhao Yan, this guy who used to smile badly every day, with red threads wrapped around his hands, who looked down on her every day, now in her eyes, he was fascinated and dazed.

She stared blankly at Zhao Yan, suddenly, she seemed to understand, why?
Because she wants him alive, she wants him with her, because she loves him!
But when he opened his mouth, he laughed and said, "Because you were the closest to me at that time!"

Zhao Yan listened to her and didn't bother to talk to her.

Jiang Rui followed Zhao Yan shamelessly.

The act of rebuilding the Xiuxian wooden door is by no means an easy task, and I don't know when it will be successful?Successfully brought back Qin Wuyou?
"Master, I heard that the Immortal Cultivation Conference will be held in two days, so let's go there and make a fuss over there and regain the wooden gate's position!"

"Your cultivation is OK?"

"Don't worry, I can get the true biography of the four masters."

Jiang Rui followed Zhao Yan's buttocks and chattered endlessly, trying to alleviate the escape at that time, the debt to the wooden door, and the other feelings for Zhao Yan.

A few days later, the five-yearly Immortal Cultivation Conference began.

A hundred schools of thought withered, and those who took part in the Immortal Cultivation Conference were all people with mediocre qualifications, but they claimed to be the generation of Jindan.

And the first one to speak was Lu Muran, the new head of the Lu family in Hengshui that day.

"My colleagues from the Immortal Sect, hello everyone, thank you for coming to Hengshui today to participate in the five-yearly Cultivation Conference." Lu Muran didn't look cowardly or lustful in the boudoir.

"Three months ago, a hundred families slaughtered Qingqiu, and Mu Qiqi was among the rest. The vitality of the hundred families was greatly damaged, and all wastes were destroyed. And the five-yearly immortal cultivation conference is an even more important event.

We will take advantage of this Immortal Cultivation Conference to celebrate, and at the same time re-discuss the position of the Hundred Heads of the Hundred Schools.In the future, under the leadership of our new head, our Baijia will definitely go better and better, and go farther and farther! "

Lu Muran said those words in a dignified manner.

Standing underneath is Zhao Yan and Jiang Rui, who have disguised themselves, and stand at the bottom independently of the new sect.

"The Baishou Formation that that demon girl Mu Qiqi broke before is no longer our formation, and there is no need to destroy the formation left by her in order to succeed the new head. The new rules, the ring competition, draw lots to decide the appearance In order, three days of martial arts competition, and finally the holy one is the head of the hundred schools!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" This group of mediocre people wanted to beat themselves. They knew the ancient formation left by their ancestors to judge their level of cultivation, but they just gave up because they couldn't break through.When will the righteous way of cultivating immortals in this world be accomplished!
"Master, I'll do it later!" Jiang Rui said while holding his Frost Killing Sword.

"No hurry! Let's have a look first."

"Yes."

Then I saw those hundred families attending one by one.

"Hengshui Lu family vs. Mao Meng Yuan's family."

"The Chen family from Qinling vs. the Gu family from Youzhen."

"Northern Xuansun's family vs. Jinnan Zhao's family."

"Jiyuan Seven Families vs. Hechuan Jiangfu."

……

Complete the report one by one.People from the two factions flew over to the ring and began to compete.

Hearing the result of the lottery, they took the names of seven families and came to participate in the Immortal Cultivation Conference.

"You want to deal with your family, can you?" Zhao Yan asked.

Jiang Rui looked at the Jiang family sitting on the opposite seat.Those people were no longer her family. "They had nothing to do with me as early as when I was on the wooden door."

Zhao Yan glanced at him, he was really a stubborn guy.

Sure enough, the monks left behind were all mediocre, and some of them didn't even know the basic spells. This was clearly an immortal cultivation conference, and it felt like a martial arts competition.

It was a contest of fists and feet.

(End of this chapter)