Ouyang suddenly changed the subject: "The situation in Lingchuan Mansion was promoted by you secretly, right?"

"Who knows." Tang Yun said no more.

Ouyang smiled and said: "Zhao Yi is not your opponent. This time you break through the ninth level and go back with great achievements. Then you will make a series of plans for him. Next time we meet in the capital, maybe you will already be the princess of Longyang.

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Tang Yun replied with a smile: "My lord, who can guess luck?"

Regarding Tang Yun's proposal just now, the two parties left immediately without going into too much depth. There was too much involved, so they just had to talk about it. Everyone knew what the details were.

After a moment, Tang Yun glanced at the back of Ouyang who was leaving, and raised the corners of his lips: "If you don't do it, I will."

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The place where the disciples of Xuanyun Palace in the county live.

Xuan Ziyi looked at Zhang Chuyu in front of her in a funny way, and rubbed her face: "If you don't chase her, they will all go away. Then don't say that I didn't give you a chance."

"I, but he...I..." Zhang Chuyu's pretty face turned red, she muttered and didn't know what to say, and kept ravaging the corners of her clothes with her hands.

Xuan Ziyi raised her chin: "If you like him, go for it, but now you are counting your fingers, what capital do you have to make him like you?"

Just as he mustered up the courage, Zhang Chuyu inexplicably thought of the way Tang Yun looked at him, and couldn't help but mutter dejectedly: "That's right."

Xuan Ziyi sighed in an experienced tone: "Don't forget that he is from the imperial court. In this guy's eyes, everything is used. If you don't reach the same level, there is no point in chasing him. At most, he will become

A knife in his hand."

"Then you still let me go?" Zhang Chuyu said frustratedly.

Xuan Ziyi rolled her eyes angrily: "Looking at you now, your soul has been taken away by others, so what's the use of keeping you here? It's better to let you go and chase me."

Zhang Chuyu rubbed his clothes, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I won't go."

Xuan Ziyi rubbed her head and comforted her: "Listen to my advice, even if you like him, don't pursue him when you are weak. Love will make people humble. Once you lose your brain, the ending will be..."

"Wait until I get stronger before I go." Zhang Chuyu clenched his fists and spoke firmly.

"..." Xuan Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, getting stronger? With Tang Yun's qualifications, it's strange that this girl can catch up. As time goes by, she may have lost her mind.

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Lingchuan Mansion.

The situation here is not good now.

The emergence of Qingyun Ranking and Lingyun Ranking has caused the younger generation of disciples to have unprecedented enthusiasm. They no longer need the supervision of their elders. In order to get on the rankings or catch up with their predecessors, everyone is busy practicing.

At first, the seniors of the major sects and families were very satisfied with this enthusiasm, and they were even more satisfied with the two lists created by Tang Yun, the master of the palace.

But as time passed, they finally realized something was wrong.

Competition is good, but malicious competition is bad.

People's hearts are unpredictable. There are people who compete openly and openly, but naturally there are also people who can't beat them head-on, who have evil thoughts and secretly make trouble. As the list spreads more and more widely, many casual warriors also have some thoughts and start to challenge the warriors on the list.

This is not the most serious thing. The most serious thing is that there are warriors from other places coming after hearing the news, trying to defeat the people of Lingchuan Mansion, show their strength and enhance their reputation.

There is no doubt that Lingchuan Mansion...is in chaos.
Chapter completed!