Chapter 13
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Liu Ming, sitting in the middle of the stone house, suddenly hears the voice of the man in soap:
"Everyone come out. The opening ceremony will be held today. I will take you to the huilingtai where the ceremony will be held."
His voice is not big, but it reverberates in the stone house, which makes Liu Ming hear clearly.
Liu Ming takes a deep breath, immediately steps down from the stone bed, pushes the door and goes out.
I saw countless young boys and girls swarming along the same path. Through the gap between the trees, I could see two gray platforms still lying on the grass.
The soap dressed man "elder martial brother Zhang" and the white cloaked "elder martial sister ten" are standing in a gray cloud, suspended above the two platforms.
But Fang Xiong and other ten disciples stood respectfully in front of Liu Ming.
A group of boys and girls saw this situation, but they were not aware of it. They all slowed down and entered the platform orderly.
After waiting for the last person to enter, the man in soap clothes glanced down and found that there was no shortage of people. He nodded his head, turned over his hand, flashed a disc, pinched the formula with one hand, and recited the formula in his mouth.
The disc immediately gives out a faint Aura!
The next moment, with a "poof" sound, the dense spiritual lines on the platform surface light up, and at the same time, a layer of white light curtain emerges, covering the whole platform under it.
And those ghost statues around the platform trembled and burst out a thick black air one after another.
Under the rolling of these black gases, they immediately turned into black clouds, covering the platform and the light curtain.
After the "buzz" sound, the two platforms slowly soared into the air and slowly flew to the nearby peak.
Liu Ming stood near a statue, looking at the flickering light on its surface, as if thinking about something.
Not far from him, Mu Mingzhu and Gao Chong are talking in a low voice.
Only ten days later, the couple became more intimate and natural.
In the center of the platform, Lei Zhen stands there, surrounded by more than 30 aristocratic children.
In other places, there are seven or eight people, or more than ten people, gathered together with a certain person as the center.
These days, these young boys and girls really spontaneously formed many small groups.
It seems that many people ask themselves that they are not likely to pass the opening ceremony and attach their hopes to other people who have the hope to become spiritual disciples. In this way, if they become the disciples of the barbarian ghost sect, they can also find their support in the future.
Perhaps before they came here, the elders of the clan ordered them to do so, and even set several attachment targets.
Otherwise, they would not get together so quickly.
There are also five or six other young boys and girls around gaochongmu Mingzhu. Compared with ten days ago, the tall boy's face is obviously more confident.
Of course, many people are interested in the future of this sanxiu disciple.
Mu Mingzhu and Gao Chong, however, have no intention of greeting Liu Ming, the "companion" of the same delivery location since they went to the platform.
Liu Ming will not take the initiative to talk to people, just a single cold eye on everything.
The platform is wrapped in black clouds, so Liu Ming and others can't see everything outside. However, after a meal, after a slight tremor, the voice of a man in soap clothes is heard again in the light curtain
"Huilingtai has arrived. You can go down."
As soon as the voice fell, the dark clouds broke away and the light curtain disappeared.
After Liu Ming swept out of the platform, he could not help taking a breath.
They are standing in a huge round square, but on the edge of the square are ring-shaped high platforms, which are already full of dense crowds. The number of them is as many as four or five thousand, and there is a faint sound of bustling.
Only a small part of these people are real spirituals. The others are the disciples of the barbarian ghost sect who follow these spirituals. They seem to be followers.
One section of the circular platform is much higher than other places, on which there are seven or eight faint figures wrapped by various halos.
They stood side by side and whispered something.
In the center of the square, there are hundreds of green robed disciples of the barbarian ghost sect, each holding a bowl in his hand and writing in his hand, drawing thick and twisted silver patterns on the ground.
Over them, there were seven or eight spirits flying back and forth, correcting and checking something one by one.
These spiritual patterns intersect with each other and form a huge silver pattern from the top.
In this design, numerous thick silver patterns are interwoven and overlapped, forming many strange silver characters, which makes people feel dizzy after watching for a while.
Liu Ming just stares at some strange articles in the pattern and takes a few eyes. He doesn't dare to take back his eyes.
A group of boys and girls in the urge, they have stepped down the platform, and some at a loss to stand at the edge of the silver pattern.
At this time, suddenly there was a boom in the sky, and a third black cloud came down from the sky.
As soon as the black cloud dispersed, another group of young men and women dressed as disciples came out from the third platform.
These young boys and girls are different from Liu Ming and other aristocratic children. They all look calm and have an indescribable cold air. As soon as Fang stepped down from the platform, he immediately formed a series of numbers in silence.
Liu Ming's side of the aristocratic family children crowd, suddenly a commotion.
At this time, everyone knows that the group of people in front of us are obviously the Lingmai disciples cultivated by Mangui.
If one out of every hundred people in the aristocratic family may become a spiritual disciple, then the spiritual pulse disciples carefully cultivated by themselves, almost one out of ten people can open up a successful spiritual sea.
The probability of success is almost ten times higher than that of the children of the aristocratic family.
It's no wonder that every time the opening ceremony is held at the door, they just take those gas refining aristocratic families as the unjust ones, and don't pay much attention to recommending their children.
Liu Ming looks at the boys and girls opposite, and his pupils can't help shrinking.
The calmness of the disciples of the fierce ghost sect is not comparable to that of the ordinary aristocratic families. They are familiar with each other. Everyone should have experienced some special training and have seen a lot of bloody scenes.
At this time, the silver pattern in the center of the square was finally finished, and the disciples immediately left the square by themselves.
However, a few of them remained in the same place, and took out some fist sized crystal stones from their bodies, which were installed in the grooves that had been prepared for each key part of the pattern for a long time.
After the installation of these spirituals, they condescend to check again one by one.
At this time, on the highest section of the high platform, a light red figure suddenly opened his mouth with a smile:
"You younger martial brothers and sisters, it's said that this group of Lingmai disciples have cultivated well, and some of them are really good. It seems that younger martial brother Chu and younger martial sister Lin have been quarreling for one of them for a long time, but really? "
"Elder martial brother, you have to make decisions for your younger martial sister! I found out the disciple first. Elder martial brother Chu didn't obey the rules. Later, he forced him into one of them and lured him into one of them. " A slender figure in the white light said angrily as soon as he heard this.
The figure in the red light who was the first to speak was actually the current sect leader of man GUI sect.
"Sister Lin, that's not right. There are only a few good seedlings in this group of disciples. Even if one of them has a name, it's not enough. Since one of your ghost dances has already delineated a good seedling, Jialan will give us a pulse of Yin evil. " Nearby another tall figure wrapped by green mengmengguangxia said with a smile, as if not angry at all.
"Hum, there are eight branches of our Mangui sect. Only this one has the most suitable method for women to practice. If you rob Jialan, it's not a waste of talent and beauty, which is not conducive to the development of our sect." Hearing this, Lin retorted impolitely and gave the other side a big hat.
"Don't worry about that. I'll let younger martial sister Bing take her as an apprentice. Hei hei, younger martial sister Bing's cultivation method is also suitable for women's cultivation, and will not delay the child's cultivation. " The younger martial brother of Chu said.
"You..."
"Come on, don't argue. This matter has to wait for this disciple to really open the Linghai. No matter how amazing the Linghai is, it will be useless if the Linghai is not opened. " The man ghost sect leader interrupted with a wave of his hand.
It's not easy for the younger martial brother Chu and younger martial sister Lin to continue their argument. They can only say it once and say nothing more.
"By the way, younger martial brother GUI, you nine babies have selected disciples. If it's too late, I'll go back empty handed. " The man ghost sect leader turns his head and asks a figure wrapped in a gray light at the edge of the high platform.
"Thank you for reminding me. This time, we can't compete with each other for some of the spiritual disciples. This time, just choose a few of them from the aristocratic family. " In the gray light, the human figure hears the speech and bows back slightly.
Listening to the voice, it was the Confucian scholar who once appeared in the forest of cuipingpo.
"The children of the aristocratic family? This time, there are some good disciples in the aristocratic family. I don't know which ones elder martial brother GUI likes. Let's have a look. " The "younger martial brother of Chu" heard the words and asked with some interest.
"Elder martial brother, I have no choice but to choose from the disciples of the aristocratic family. There's nothing really good." Elder martial brother GUI replied faintly.
"Ha ha, elder martial brother GUI always has the name of" ghost calculation ". We don't believe that. Elder martial brother GUI, which aristocratic children do you like? Are you afraid that we can't compete with each other? " Younger martial brother Lin said with a light smile.
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Liu Ming, sitting in the middle of the stone house, suddenly hears the voice of the man in soap:
"Everyone come out. The opening ceremony will be held today. I will take you to the huilingtai where the ceremony will be held."
His voice is not big, but it reverberates in the stone house, which makes Liu Ming hear clearly.
Liu Ming takes a deep breath, immediately steps down from the stone bed, pushes the door and goes out.
I saw countless young boys and girls swarming along the same path. Through the gap between the trees, I could see two gray platforms still lying on the grass.
The soap dressed man "elder martial brother Zhang" and the white cloaked "elder martial sister ten" are standing in a gray cloud, suspended above the two platforms.
But Fang Xiong and other ten disciples stood respectfully in front of Liu Ming.
A group of boys and girls saw this situation, but they were not aware of it. They all slowed down and entered the platform orderly.
After waiting for the last person to enter, the man in soap clothes glanced down and found that there was no shortage of people. He nodded his head, turned over his hand, flashed a disc, pinched the formula with one hand, and recited the formula in his mouth.
The disc immediately gives out a faint Aura!
The next moment, with a "poof" sound, the dense spiritual lines on the platform surface light up, and at the same time, a layer of white light curtain emerges, covering the whole platform under it.
And those ghost statues around the platform trembled and burst out a thick black air one after another.
Under the rolling of these black gases, they immediately turned into black clouds, covering the platform and the light curtain.
After the "buzz" sound, the two platforms slowly soared into the air and slowly flew to the nearby peak.
Liu Ming stood near a statue, looking at the flickering light on its surface, as if thinking about something.
Not far from him, Mu Mingzhu and Gao Chong are talking in a low voice.
Only ten days later, the couple became more intimate and natural.
In the center of the platform, Lei Zhen stands there, surrounded by more than 30 aristocratic children.
In other places, there are seven or eight people, or more than ten people, gathered together with a certain person as the center.
These days, these young boys and girls really spontaneously formed many small groups.
It seems that many people ask themselves that they are not likely to pass the opening ceremony and attach their hopes to other people who have the hope to become spiritual disciples. In this way, if they become the disciples of the barbarian ghost sect, they can also find their support in the future.
Perhaps before they came here, the elders of the clan ordered them to do so, and even set several attachment targets.
Otherwise, they would not get together so quickly.
There are also five or six other young boys and girls around gaochongmu Mingzhu. Compared with ten days ago, the tall boy's face is obviously more confident.
Of course, many people are interested in the future of this sanxiu disciple.
Mu Mingzhu and Gao Chong, however, have no intention of greeting Liu Ming, the "companion" of the same delivery location since they went to the platform.
Liu Ming will not take the initiative to talk to people, just a single cold eye on everything.
The platform is wrapped in black clouds, so Liu Ming and others can't see everything outside. However, after a meal, after a slight tremor, the voice of a man in soap clothes is heard again in the light curtain
"Huilingtai has arrived. You can go down."
As soon as the voice fell, the dark clouds broke away and the light curtain disappeared.
After Liu Ming swept out of the platform, he could not help taking a breath.
They are standing in a huge round square, but on the edge of the square are ring-shaped high platforms, which are already full of dense crowds. The number of them is as many as four or five thousand, and there is a faint sound of bustling.
Only a small part of these people are real spirituals. The others are the disciples of the barbarian ghost sect who follow these spirituals. They seem to be followers.
One section of the circular platform is much higher than other places, on which there are seven or eight faint figures wrapped by various halos.
They stood side by side and whispered something.
In the center of the square, there are hundreds of green robed disciples of the barbarian ghost sect, each holding a bowl in his hand and writing in his hand, drawing thick and twisted silver patterns on the ground.
Over them, there were seven or eight spirits flying back and forth, correcting and checking something one by one.
These spiritual patterns intersect with each other and form a huge silver pattern from the top.
In this design, numerous thick silver patterns are interwoven and overlapped, forming many strange silver characters, which makes people feel dizzy after watching for a while.
Liu Ming just stares at some strange articles in the pattern and takes a few eyes. He doesn't dare to take back his eyes.
A group of boys and girls in the urge, they have stepped down the platform, and some at a loss to stand at the edge of the silver pattern.
At this time, suddenly there was a boom in the sky, and a third black cloud came down from the sky.
As soon as the black cloud dispersed, another group of young men and women dressed as disciples came out from the third platform.
These young boys and girls are different from Liu Ming and other aristocratic children. They all look calm and have an indescribable cold air. As soon as Fang stepped down from the platform, he immediately formed a series of numbers in silence.
Liu Ming's side of the aristocratic family children crowd, suddenly a commotion.
At this time, everyone knows that the group of people in front of us are obviously the Lingmai disciples cultivated by Mangui.
If one out of every hundred people in the aristocratic family may become a spiritual disciple, then the spiritual pulse disciples carefully cultivated by themselves, almost one out of ten people can open up a successful spiritual sea.
The probability of success is almost ten times higher than that of the children of the aristocratic family.
It's no wonder that every time the opening ceremony is held at the door, they just take those gas refining aristocratic families as the unjust ones, and don't pay much attention to recommending their children.
Liu Ming looks at the boys and girls opposite, and his pupils can't help shrinking.
The calmness of the disciples of the fierce ghost sect is not comparable to that of the ordinary aristocratic families. They are familiar with each other. Everyone should have experienced some special training and have seen a lot of bloody scenes.
At this time, the silver pattern in the center of the square was finally finished, and the disciples immediately left the square by themselves.
However, a few of them remained in the same place, and took out some fist sized crystal stones from their bodies, which were installed in the grooves that had been prepared for each key part of the pattern for a long time.
After the installation of these spirituals, they condescend to check again one by one.
At this time, on the highest section of the high platform, a light red figure suddenly opened his mouth with a smile:
"You younger martial brothers and sisters, it's said that this group of Lingmai disciples have cultivated well, and some of them are really good. It seems that younger martial brother Chu and younger martial sister Lin have been quarreling for one of them for a long time, but really? "
"Elder martial brother, you have to make decisions for your younger martial sister! I found out the disciple first. Elder martial brother Chu didn't obey the rules. Later, he forced him into one of them and lured him into one of them. " A slender figure in the white light said angrily as soon as he heard this.
The figure in the red light who was the first to speak was actually the current sect leader of man GUI sect.
"Sister Lin, that's not right. There are only a few good seedlings in this group of disciples. Even if one of them has a name, it's not enough. Since one of your ghost dances has already delineated a good seedling, Jialan will give us a pulse of Yin evil. " Nearby another tall figure wrapped by green mengmengguangxia said with a smile, as if not angry at all.
"Hum, there are eight branches of our Mangui sect. Only this one has the most suitable method for women to practice. If you rob Jialan, it's not a waste of talent and beauty, which is not conducive to the development of our sect." Hearing this, Lin retorted impolitely and gave the other side a big hat.
"Don't worry about that. I'll let younger martial sister Bing take her as an apprentice. Hei hei, younger martial sister Bing's cultivation method is also suitable for women's cultivation, and will not delay the child's cultivation. " The younger martial brother of Chu said.
"You..."
"Come on, don't argue. This matter has to wait for this disciple to really open the Linghai. No matter how amazing the Linghai is, it will be useless if the Linghai is not opened. " The man ghost sect leader interrupted with a wave of his hand.
It's not easy for the younger martial brother Chu and younger martial sister Lin to continue their argument. They can only say it once and say nothing more.
"By the way, younger martial brother GUI, you nine babies have selected disciples. If it's too late, I'll go back empty handed. " The man ghost sect leader turns his head and asks a figure wrapped in a gray light at the edge of the high platform.
"Thank you for reminding me. This time, we can't compete with each other for some of the spiritual disciples. This time, just choose a few of them from the aristocratic family. " In the gray light, the human figure hears the speech and bows back slightly.
Listening to the voice, it was the Confucian scholar who once appeared in the forest of cuipingpo.
"The children of the aristocratic family? This time, there are some good disciples in the aristocratic family. I don't know which ones elder martial brother GUI likes. Let's have a look. " The "younger martial brother of Chu" heard the words and asked with some interest.
"Elder martial brother, I have no choice but to choose from the disciples of the aristocratic family. There's nothing really good." Elder martial brother GUI replied faintly.
"Ha ha, elder martial brother GUI always has the name of" ghost calculation ". We don't believe that. Elder martial brother GUI, which aristocratic children do you like? Are you afraid that we can't compete with each other? " Younger martial brother Lin said with a light smile.
Liu Ming, sitting in the middle of the stone house, suddenly hears the voice of the man in soap:"Everyone come out. The opening ceremony will be held today. I will take you to the huilingtai where the ceremony will be held."His voice is not big, but it reverberates in the stone house, which makes Liu Ming hear clearly.Liu Ming takes a deep breath, immediately steps down from the stone bed, pushes the door and goes out.I saw countless young boys and girls swarming along the same path. Through the gap between the trees, I could see two gray platforms still lying on the grass.The soap dressed man "elder martial brother Zhang" and the white cloaked "elder martial sister ten" are standing in a gray cloud, suspended above the two platforms.But Fang Xiong and other ten disciples stood respectfully in front of Liu Ming.A group of boys and girls saw this situation, but they were not aware of it. They all slowed down and entered the platform orderly.After waiting for the last person to enter, the man in soap clothes glanced down and found that there was no shortage of people. He nodded his head, turned over his hand, flashed a disc, pinched the formula with one hand, and recited the formula in his mouth.The disc immediately gives out a faint Aura!The next moment, with a "poof" sound, the dense spiritual lines on the platform surface light up, and at the same time, a layer of white light curtain emerges, covering the whole platform under it.And those ghost statues around the platform trembled and burst out a thick black air one after another.Under the rolling of these black gases, they immediately turned into black clouds, covering the platform and the light curtain.After the "buzz" sound, the two platforms slowly soared into the air and slowly flew to the nearby peak.Liu Ming stood near a statue, looking at the flickering light on its surface, as if thinking about something.Not far from him, Mu Mingzhu and Gao Chong are talking in a low voice.Only ten days later, the couple became more intimate and natural.In the center of the platform, Lei Zhen stands there, surrounded by more than 30 aristocratic children.In other places, there are seven or eight people, or more than ten people, gathered together with a certain person as the center.These days, these young boys and girls really spontaneously formed many small groups.It seems that many people ask themselves that they are not likely to pass the opening ceremony and attach their hopes to other people who have the hope to become spiritual disciples. In this way, if they become the disciples of the barbarian ghost sect, they can also find their support in the future.Perhaps before they came here, the elders of the clan ordered them to do so, and even set several attachment targets.Otherwise, they would not get together so quickly.There are also five or six other young boys and girls around gaochongmu Mingzhu. Compared with ten days ago, the tall boy's face is obviously more confident.Of course, many people are interested in the future of this sanxiu disciple.Mu Mingzhu and Gao Chong, however, have no intention of greeting Liu Ming, the "companion" of the same delivery location since they went to the platform.Liu Ming will not take the initiative to talk to people, just a single cold eye on everything.The platform is wrapped in black clouds, so Liu Ming and others can't see everything outside. However, after a meal, after a slight tremor, the voice of a man in soap clothes is heard again in the light curtain"Huilingtai has arrived. You can go down."As soon as the voice fell, the dark clouds broke away and the light curtain disappeared.After Liu Ming swept out of the platform, he could not help taking a breath.They are standing in a huge round square, but on the edge of the square are ring-shaped high platforms, which are already full of dense crowds. The number of them is as many as four or five thousand, and there is a faint sound of bustling.Only a small part of these people are real spirituals. The others are the disciples of the barbarian ghost sect who follow these spirituals. They seem to be followers.One section of the circular platform is much higher than other places, on which there are seven or eight faint figures wrapped by various halos.They stood side by side and whispered something.In the center of the square, there are hundreds of green robed disciples of the barbarian ghost sect, each holding a bowl in his hand and writing in his hand, drawing thick and twisted silver patterns on the ground.Over them, there were seven or eight spirits flying back and forth, correcting and checking something one by one.These spiritual patterns intersect with each other and form a huge silver pattern from the top.In this design, numerous thick silver patterns are interwoven and overlapped, forming many strange silver characters, which makes people feel dizzy after watching for a while.Liu Ming just stares at some strange articles in the pattern and takes a few eyes. He doesn't dare to take back his eyes.A group of boys and girls in the urge, they have stepped down the platform, and some at a loss to stand at the edge of the silver pattern.At this time, suddenly there was a boom in the sky, and a third black cloud came down from the sky.As soon as the black cloud dispersed, another group of young men and women dressed as disciples came out from the third platform.These young boys and girls are different from Liu Ming and other aristocratic children. They all look calm and have an indescribable cold air. As soon as Fang stepped down from the platform, he immediately formed a series of numbers in silence.Liu Ming's side of the aristocratic family children crowd, suddenly a commotion.At this time, everyone knows that the group of people in front of us are obviously the Lingmai disciples cultivated by Mangui.If one out of every hundred people in the aristocratic family may become a spiritual disciple, then the spiritual pulse disciples carefully cultivated by themselves, almost one out of ten people can open up a successful spiritual sea.The probability of success is almost ten times higher than that of the children of the aristocratic family.It's no wonder that every time the opening ceremony is held at the door, they just take those gas refining aristocratic families as the unjust ones, and don't pay much attention to recommending their children.Liu Ming looks at the boys and girls opposite, and his pupils can't help shrinking.The calmness of the disciples of the fierce ghost sect is not comparable to that of the ordinary aristocratic families. They are familiar with each other. Everyone should have experienced some special training and have seen a lot of bloody scenes.At this time, the silver pattern in the center of the square was finally finished, and the disciples immediately left the square by themselves.However, a few of them remained in the same place, and took out some fist sized crystal stones from their bodies, which were installed in the grooves that had been prepared for each key part of the pattern for a long time.After the installation of these spirituals, they condescend to check again one by one.At this time, on the highest section of the high platform, a light red figure suddenly opened his mouth with a smile:"You younger martial brothers and sisters, it's said that this group of Lingmai disciples have cultivated well, and some of them are really good. It seems that younger martial brother Chu and younger martial sister Lin have been quarreling for one of them for a long time, but really? ""Elder martial brother, you have to make decisions for your younger martial sister! I found out the disciple first. Elder martial brother Chu didn't obey the rules. Later, he forced him into one of them and lured him into one of them. " A slender figure in the white light said angrily as soon as he heard this.The figure in the red light who was the first to speak was actually the current sect leader of man GUI sect."Sister Lin, that's not right. There are only a few good seedlings in this group of disciples. Even if one of them has a name, it's not enough. Since one of your ghost dances has already delineated a good seedling, Jialan will give us a pulse of Yin evil. " Nearby another tall figure wrapped by green mengmengguangxia said with a smile, as if not angry at all."Hum, there are eight branches of our Mangui sect. Only this one has the most suitable method for women to practice. If you rob Jialan, it's not a waste of talent and beauty, which is not conducive to the development of our sect." Hearing this, Lin retorted impolitely and gave the other side a big hat."Don't worry about that. I'll let younger martial sister Bing take her as an apprentice. Hei hei, younger martial sister Bing's cultivation method is also suitable for women's cultivation, and will not delay the child's cultivation. " The younger martial brother of Chu said."You...""Come on, don't argue. This matter has to wait for this disciple to really open the Linghai. No matter how amazing the Linghai is, it will be useless if the Linghai is not opened. " The man ghost sect leader interrupted with a wave of his hand.It's not easy for the younger martial brother Chu and younger martial sister Lin to continue their argument. They can only say it once and say nothing more."By the way, younger martial brother GUI, you nine babies have selected disciples. If it's too late, I'll go back empty handed. " The man ghost sect leader turns his head and asks a figure wrapped in a gray light at the edge of the high platform."Thank you for reminding me. This time, we can't compete with each other for some of the spiritual disciples. This time, just choose a few of them from the aristocratic family. " In the gray light, the human figure hears the speech and bows back slightly.Listening to the voice, it was the Confucian scholar who once appeared in the forest of cuipingpo."The children of the aristocratic family? This time, there are some good disciples in the aristocratic family. I don't know which ones elder martial brother GUI likes. Let's have a look. " The "younger martial brother of Chu" heard the words and asked with some interest."Elder martial brother, I have no choice but to choose from the disciples of the aristocratic family. There's nothing really good." Elder martial brother GUI replied faintly."Ha ha, elder martial brother GUI always has the name of" ghost calculation ". We don't believe that. Elder martial brother GUI, which aristocratic children do you like? Are you afraid that we can't compete with each other? " Younger martial brother Lin said with a light smile.
