The next door boss that I missed in those years

The ten-year competition of the Immortal Cultivation Conference in Central Continent is about to start again, and this time the host is Ten Thousand Flowers Valley.

Zheng Yu was drinking tea with Meng Qiyan in the backyard of Luhua Hall in Xuanqing Gate, and they talked about this Immortal World Conference while chatting.

Meng Qiyan sneered when he heard it: "No, I have a grudge."

Zheng Yu didn't care much: "It's all in the past, it's been ten years, and you still haven't forgiven Zhao Ye?"

Meng Qiyan looked at Zheng Yu amusedly: "Who are you with? Besides, we offended each other back then, 400 years! Did you forgive me?"

Zheng Yu looked at Meng Qiyan with a smile: "Forgive me, you didn't forgive me..."

Meng Qiyan gave Zheng Yu a blank look, and muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, if I don't go, Tianyun Sect won't send anyone. I'll see how he, the owner of the valley, organizes the competition...You are not allowed to send anyone, it's hard to make him and me..."

Zheng Yu shook his head and smiled wryly: "I'm afraid not, the Xuanqing Sect must go."

Meng Qiyan opened his eyes wide, and his tone was full of accusations: "Lu Zhengyu, you are really business-like, I can't compare to you, I have a small mind."

Zheng Yu took Meng Qiyan's hand and sighed: "I'm also small-minded, but I can't refuse the favor from the Xuanqing sect... the old sect. You can take it as a face for me."

Meng Qiyan looked at Zheng Yu strangely: "When did you become so easy to talk? Master Lu, you didn't really get killed when you went to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley to find something... It's too much, except for Zhaoye, all the people in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley People are innocent."

Zheng Yu felt helpless, human life was not involved, but a fatal one was involved.

In the end, Meng Qiyan still wondered if Zheng Yu had done something to offend Wanhua Valley, and with a guilty conscience, he decided to sell his face.

Now that he decided to participate, Meng Qiyan made a small calculation in his heart. If Tianyunzong can win this time, it will be the third consecutive championship.

Meng Qiyan pretended to ask Zheng Yu unintentionally: "Qi Si was sent last time, who are you sending this time, An Shi?"

Zheng Yu was holding Meng Qiyan's hand to study Meng Qiyan's nails, raised his eyes to look at Meng Qiyan, the corner of his mouth slightly curved: "This seems to be the secret of Xuanqingmen..."

Meng Qiyan withdrew his hand: "What a secret! Is there a difference if you know sooner or later?"

Zheng Yu looked at Meng Qiyan and smiled, and Meng Qiyan felt his back go cold. Every time Zheng Yu smiled like this, he had to make a deal.

"Old rules."

Meng Qiyan shook his head, the world is cold and people's hearts are not old.

Zheng Yu enjoyed watching Meng Qiyan get up and walk around to kiss him, but he didn't move. He watched Meng Qiyan finish the kiss and asked him, "Tell me."

Zheng Yu remained expressionless: "The price has increased."

"I'll go to your second uncle's Lu Zhengyu!" Meng Qiyan gritted his teeth.

Zheng Yu got up and was about to leave, Meng Qiyan decided to sacrifice himself for the benefit of the sect, took Zheng Yu's arm, raised his head and kissed again.

Of course, this time it didn't end in a short time.

Finally, the head of Tianyun Sect, who was licking his lips and blushing, finally heard the answer that made him excited.

"Yi Ping, An Shi has participated enough times, he has already played a round with your apprentices."

well.

"Master, how do you know about Xuanqing sect Yi Ping? Wang Xia didn't even ask..." Yaofeng was surprised.

Meng Qiyan smiled wryly, with dignity.

"Wangxia, I'll give you a chance to win this time, do you want to?"

Wang Xia was full of embarrassment: "Master, this is not good..."

Meng Qiyan slapped the table and shouted: "It's fine if you can win! What's good, do you know how much I paid for this three-game winning streak? Forget it, you don't understand."

Disciples: "..."

Know it now.

The day of the competition is coming soon, Wanhua Valley is as bustling as Tianyunzong ten years ago, but this time it is Zhao Ye who greets people with a smiling face.

Meng Qiyan gloated, and kept mocking Zhaoye: "Hehe, Guzhu is really elegant and dignified, a famous scholar of the immortal sect! Long time no see, I miss him so much!"

Zhaoye also smiled politely, gritted his teeth and said, "This sect is really, puffy, puffy, raw, bright today."

Meng Qiyan looked around and said, "It's really fluffy."

"You..." Zhao Ye took a deep breath angrily, "Please come in, Sect Master Meng."

No, don't get angry, he agreed.

Zheng Yu was acting as a peacemaker at the side, smiled apologetically at Zhao Ye, pulled Meng Qiyan away and whispered, "Okay, don't go too far."

Meng Qiyan also muttered in a low voice: "I'm not wrong... Besides, who is going too far, who collapsed this building? Who pulled up this tree? And the eaves of this hall, I can tell that it is newly built... ..."

Zheng Yu lamented, don't talk about it, besides, he really can't be an apprentice.

Meng Qiyan was dragged into the seat by Zheng Yu, and laughed at Zheng Yu's "good temper" for a long time.

"Oh, headmaster Lu is really living and going back, I really can't sit with the people who follow the crowd! Yaofeng, change my seat quickly!"

Yaofeng next to him gave Zheng Yu a sympathetic look, and ignored his mentally handicapped master.

On the outside, it's a shame.

But after a while, Meng Qiyan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Zhengzheng...Zhengyu, am I blind? Is that old fox beside Zhaoye? It's not dead! Oh no, this one is too young...son?"

Zheng Yu pulled Meng Qiyan back, and said helplessly: "What do you care about this, it's my business to raise foxes."

Meng Qiyan was very indignant: "My business? That old fox did so many things for him, a bastard, and died! Look at him, it's only been a few years... It's too much!"

Zheng Yu sighed: "Okay, sit back, the game has begun."

It's hard to be a man, it's hard to be a good man, and it's even harder to be a good apprentice.

There was no suspense in the first few rounds of the game, Yi Ping easily defeated all the opponents, Zheng Yu, who was originally calm, looked at Meng Qiyan's gloating face, and secretly groaned in his heart.

When Wang Xia came on stage, Yi Ping's face was as dark as an iron pot.

"Hahahahahaha..." Meng Qiyan clutched his stomach, "Don't blame me, don't look at me like that, you guys didn't talk about it first..."

Zheng Yu was so angry that he didn't speak, but there was nothing he could do about it. It wasn't because he had become lustful for a while.

"Three consecutive victories." Meng Qiyan muttered, "It's within your reach!"

The lottery starts, and Yi Ping gets the champion. When Wang Xia defeats the second apprentice of Wanhua Valley, Iris, she can fight Yi Ping.

The subtext is that Sky Cloud Sect has won.

Yi Ping complained to Zheng Yu wrongedly: "Master, I really can't do it later...Really, I can't bear it when I see Xiaoxia, why don't we want this champion..."

Zheng Yu glanced at the cheerful Meng Qiyan, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes: "It's up to you."

As long as he is happy.

On the stage, Wangxia danced her silk fan lightly, narrowly dodging the flying knife from the opposite iris, and then performed a beautiful backflip. The iris turned into two spirit butterflies, surrounded Wangxia, and gradually formed a big net. Wangxia She swung her fan and knocked down one, and was about to turn around and knock down the second one when a few silver needles flew out of Yuanwei's palm and pierced into Wangxia's arm. Wangxia screamed and fell backwards.

Meng Qiyan was dumbfounded.

Yi Ping was so frightened that he rushed directly to the stage and hugged Wang Xia, and called out several times in panic, but Wang Xia didn't respond at all.

Seeing that something was wrong, Meng Qiyan jumped down from the judges' seat, pulled Wang Xia's wrist to feel the pulse, and found that the pulse was abnormally fast, and the arm that received the needle also quickly turned red and purple, with a pimple.

Zheng Yu also followed and stood behind Meng Qiyan.

Meng Qiyan turned around and stared at the innocent Iris: "You poisoned me!"

Iris hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, I don't have it. There is only a drug that makes the arm numb in the needle. The drug's effect is only for a moment, and it is not poisonous. Really..."

Meng Qiyan sneered: "You think I believe it?"

The chief Zhaoye also ran down, hurriedly sent someone to take Wangxia down for diagnosis and treatment, and Yi Ping also followed.Meng Qiyan looked at Zhao Ye full of displeasure: "Zhao Ye, as the host, your disciple poisoned my disciple, such a despicable method, as a master, you have nothing to say?"

Zhaoye glanced at the aggrieved disciple, and said softly, "Master Meng, the situation is unknown, so don't spit blood on others."

Meng Qi pointed at Zhao Ye and cursed angrily: "Fuck me, the competition clearly prohibits the use of hidden weapons, especially poisonous ones. This is the first time for your disciple to participate in the competition, so ignore the rules, right? No matter whether the hidden weapons are poisonous or not. To let it be used is not to let it be used!"

Knowing that he was wrong, Zhao Ye gave the apprentice next to him a sharp look, and in desperation he said to Meng Qiyan: "I'm sorry, this time it was our mistake."

Meng Qiyan raised her eyebrows: "I'm sorry? Is this the end? My apprentice is still lying down below! Life and death are unknown, and there will be no comparison in the next game. You accompany me to win three consecutive victories!"

Zhao Ye couldn't hold back his anger anymore: "Then dare to ask Sovereign Meng what he wants? Kill my apprentice to vent his anger?"

"Zhao Ye, is what your mother said is human language?"

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Zheng Yu held Meng Qiyan back: "We'll wait until Wangxia wakes up, calm down first..."

Meng Qi pulled Zhengyu's hand away angrily: "It's not Lu Zhengyu, you really owe them Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, don't you? Do you have any other purpose for coming here today besides being a shit-stirring stick? There is something wrong with you..."

Seeing Meng Qiyan's disrespectful attitude, Zheng Yu also got angry in his heart: "Is there something wrong? Who is obsessed with that three-game winning streak? You care so much about a name?"

Meng Qiyan was completely stupefied when he heard Zheng Yu's words, and he didn't say anything for a long time: "...Master Lu, in your eyes, I am a person who only cares about winning or losing, right? Good, very good..."

Zheng Yu knew that the words were too serious, so he quickly softened his tone: "No... I mean you just bear with it... don't get excited..."

Meng Qiyan smiled angrily: "Wangxia was brought up by me. Now that she has an accident, you let me bear it? Let me tell you, I don't care about that champion, I want my apprentice to be well!"

Zhao Ye saw that Zheng Yu and Meng Qiyan were quarreling, and the compassion of the elders was aroused again, so he rushed to fight: "You two, don't..."

"Don't bother me, get out..." Meng Qiyan was so angry that he didn't even look at it, and directly slapped Zhaoye.