It was probably the first time in his life that he spoke like this, and his teeth felt sore in his body. After saying that, his face became hot.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Ye Huan looking at him like a monster, he immediately became fierce: "What are you looking at? Take care of your crane, don't let it go too much, making Miss Jun uncomfortable."

Ye Huan: “…”

God, this style of painting has changed so quickly! Is this elder Jin possessed by something?

When the group arrived in front of a black and white building, it was already evening. The sun had already set, and a faint crescent moon appeared in the distance, like the eyebrows carefully painted by a beauty.

Jun Feise looked at the building and felt a little strange in her heart. The building looked a little strange, in the shape of a pyramid, with a pattern of yin and yang fish hanging on the top. The fish's eyes flashed in the night, as if overlooking the world.

The aura here is very special, and this building is a demon-subduing array!

The jade bell hanging on the four corners is an alarm.

Once a demon breaks into the building within three meters, the jade ring will call the police.

Sixteen disciples wearing Yin-Yang Fish Taoist robe stood in front of the door.

Although they are ugly and handsome, they are all full of energy and are obviously masters.

"Which sect are they from?" Jun Feise asked.

Ye Huan stared at her, as if she was a little surprised that she didn't even know this: "They are elite disciples who took turns from each immortal sect, and they do not belong to the same sect."

This little girl is so skillful and has pure magic. Unexpectedly, everyone knows common sense and doesn't understand these things. She seems to have come from some deep mountains and forests.

Ye Huan believed that her family was a hermit, or the kind that could no longer hide.

"You Feixian Sect also have it?"

Ye Huan apologized: "Of course, how could it be that our Feixian Sect is missing?!"

"What about Ziwei Sect?"

"Natural... there are naturally."

As they were talking, the disciples at the door had already come forward to see the ceremony.

Jun Feise looked carefully and found that two disciples had paid homage to Ye Huan and Elder Jin alone, and two disciples saluted to the Mo Ci Protector.

Of course, they are undoubtedly disciples of this sect.

Her heart moved. Two disciples of Feixian Sect looked just like that, one of them was full of acne.

However, the two disciples of Ziwei Sect are both handsome young people, like humble gentlemen.

Jun Feise looked at Ye Huan and Elder Jin again and understood.

It seems that Feixian Sect selects talents in a nonsense way. As long as the spirit core is good, it doesn’t matter how ugly it looks.

The Ziwei Sect seems to value the appearance more, and the disciples under the sect are very handsome...

Ye Huan's explanation also proved her judgment: "The Ziwei Sect's conditions for accepting disciples are harsh, and she likes to accept young white-faced people who are not good at using it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tripped under his feet and almost hit the door!

He hurriedly supported his hand and looked up, and saw Mo Ci glanced at him with a smile, and his tone was also light: "Teacher Ye is careful, don't look at people with prejudice."

Ye Huan: “…”

Naturally, he didn't dare to provoke Mo Ci, because the other party could throw him out of the sky with every move!

Jun Feise's eyes lit up slightly. She was an expert and had a sharp eye. She couldn't even see when the Protector Mo Ci's hand moved.

It seems that the skill of this Mo Ci protector is terrifying!

Her biological brother often sighed that he did not understand magic, but he did not expect that this brother was a top master.

What's even more rare is that he treats her well.

She bent her eyes.

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Chapter completed!