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Chapter 1249

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"He Man, do you want to trade?"

Originally, he wouldn't have asked, but when he remembered that Zhen Xiaoxiao had a good relationship with Cen Yuanqing, he made an exception and asked.

"Eldest Senior Brother, Senior Brother Cen is fickle-minded, playing tricks every day. I feel that … he needs to be punished!"

He Man said expressionlessly. At the same time, he quietly took two steps closer to Zhen Xiaoxiao.

"Hmm, that makes sense."

Lian Zizhuo didn't expect He Man, who had always been like a taciturn gourd, to say something like that. He nodded approvingly and was about to say something to Cen Yuanqing when Cen Yuanqing flew out on his flying sword like an arrow leaving the bow.

"You guys are too slow, I'll go to the Spiritual Gate first …"

He was truly afraid of the reward that his Eldest Senior Brother spoke of.

At this time, Wu Hefeng and Wan Shuirong were standing in the East Hall's Wind Cherry Valley, waiting for Lian Zi Zhuo's group to arrive.

In order to welcome the Young Master of the War God Temple and the four descendants of the Demonic Gods, the entire Wind Cherry Valley had been properly decorated. The stream was quiet and beautiful, and the falling flowers flowed with the waves. On the meadow that was filled with flowers, there were many excited disciples of the Eastern Palace. Only the core disciples of Zhu Chuandao's main peak had the honor of participating in the welcoming ceremony.

In the bustling crowd, Wan Ye, Ji Qingyi, and Yinan, who had once stood out in the Pill Beast Competition in Dongling, were astonishingly among them.

"Have you heard? The last Dual Blade is Zhen Xiaoxiao, the one who defeated the Spiritual Gate Heavenly Lion with the Flame Cauldron Technique."

Wu Hefeng glanced at Wan Shuirong and said softly. This news was only spread among a small group of people. Therefore, even now, the disciples of the Eastern Palace Hall had no idea who the fourth person would be.

"You … are you poking at my sore spot?"

Hearing this, Wan Shuirong's face quickly darkened, and the veins on her temples pulsated.

She could not help but recall the day when her beloved disciple, Violet Ring, begged her to accept Zhen Xiaoxiao as a disciple.

Infuriating!

Not only did they miss Zhou Zhou! They even missed out on Zhen Xiaoxiao!

That damned Mei Yutang of the Spiritual Sect had gained two benefits for nothing! This time, Zhen Xiaoxiao had become one of the Ten Blades and come to the East Temple to cultivate. Wan Shuirong mustered all her strength and swore to mend the impression she had left in Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart.

"Hahahaha! I don't have that intention. " Wu Hefeng seemed to have said something he should not have. He stroked his long beard and quickly took a step back. He was afraid that Wan Shuirong would punch him in the face.

No one could hear the conversation between the two Venerables, because the two of them were standing on the rainbow bridge that floated in midair above Wind Cherry Valley. On this ethereal rainbow bridge, there was a red cherry that looked both real and illusory, blocking half of the sky. When the wind blew, beautiful petals would fall, but when one touched it with their hands, they could not touch anything.

Under the rainbow bridge, there was a thirty-seven-story cloud platform.

They were scattered like clouds floating in the air, which could be used by people to jump directly onto the Rainbow Bridge step by step.

However, these cloud platforms were obviously the same as the rainbow bridge. They were special existences in Wind Cherry Valley. Although there were many people in the valley and by the stream, those who could stand on the cloud platforms with Wan Shuirong and Wu Hefeng were only the beloved disciples of the two Venerables and the inherited disciples of the Eastern Palace Hall who were above the Nascent Soul Realm!

"Xiaoxiao, you are finally back. I knew it! You are related to the inheritance of the Fiendgod! "

Standing on the cloud platform on the thirty-seventh story with all the disciples of Wan Shuirong was Violet Ring, who was dressed in purple.

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