The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

　　 "How glorious was the Xiao family back then? Although it has been rebuilt on the old site now, it has a shallower foundation after all." An old man shook his head and said, "I think the reconstruction of the Xiao family will be ten years old."

　　 "And those aristocratic sects, which one has not stretched for hundreds of years? The Xiao family is naturally inferior in terms of background."

　　 Listening to this seemingly well-founded analysis, the viewer raised his doubts: "But the Patriarch of the Xiao family is such a stunning and brilliant character. And she is a congenital master so early, she won't be overtaken by others, right?"

　　 "What are you talking nonsense? No matter how good her Xiao Shengnan is, can she win those big sects?"

　　 "It's hard to tell. Didn't she pick so many famous schools on her own back then? Isn't she still retiring like this?"

　　 "That was before!" The old man lacked confidence and was still stern: "Which school does not have a congenital master now? This is not her Xiao Shengnan's dominance."

"I don't agree with what you said even more." A middle-aged man shook his head: "For everyone, it is not particularly difficult to be promoted to Innate, but Xiao Daxia was an innate master as early as more than ten years ago. She must have been a master for so many years. It’s all improving."

"As far as I know, at each level of the martial artist, his suppression of the martial artist whose cultivation base is not as good as his is almost overwhelming. Now, the highest cultivation base in the world, it seems that his cultivation base is only four innate? "

　　 "Isn't it possible that Xiao Daxia hasn't cultivated to the Innate Fourfold for so many years? This is unreasonable."

　　 "Yes, this strong man is right!"

　　 Seeing the spectators around him echoed, the old man couldn't hold his face, so he walked away.

　　 There is no smile in the eyes of the middle-aged man: "It's just the Xuantian sect who came out to spread the news. Are we really stupid?"

　　 Jiang Chan didn't know what was happening around the inn. Sitting on the main seat, Jiang Chan glanced around at these ten or so disciples, all disciples with outstanding aptitude in the clan.

　　 "What do you think of this martial arts conference?"

　　 A disciple was more anxious: "Of course we don't want Xuantianjiao to be the leader. This is obviously wolf ambition."

　　 This is the beginning, and the following disciples all expressed their opinions. The central meaning is to destroy the Xuantian Sect’s plan by any means, no matter what the price is!

　　 Listening to the disciples’ expressions, Jiang Chan chuckled, “Where do you need to pay? You must remember that your life is the most important thing.”

　　 "That's what I planned. Didn't Xuantian teach him that he wanted to organize this martial arts conference? That's okay, but it can't be a one-off deal. Since it has to be done, it will be done every year in the future."

　　 "Since it is a martial arts conference, it is definitely inevitable to compete. At that time, we will talk about this topic. And the reward is not the martial arts leader of this Rao Shizi, and each family will come up with one treasure as a reward for the winner."

　　 "That's right, in this way, the various schools should not object to it." Xiao Yuan pondered it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was a good idea.

　　 "The nose of Master Xuantian should be crooked," a female disciple covered her mouth, her eyebrows curled with a smile.

　　 "It's best to be angry with him!"

　　 Jiang Chan took a sip of tea: "A martial arts tournament like this is not suitable for the seniors. The rivers and lakes belong to your young people, and it will depend on your performance at that time."

　　 Xiao Chenyi smiled: "The Xuantian leader is going to be even more angry now. All he is thinking about is the position of the leader."

"We can talk to other sects first, and directly change the nature of this martial arts conference. It will be held annually in the future. It will be held by elite children of the clan. Of course, casual cultivators are also okay. The age limit is also limited, preferably at Under thirty..."

　　 Speaking of this, Jiang Chan came to the spirit, this kind of martial art, she didn't know how many she had seen in the world of cultivating immortals, but it seemed that there was no such thing in the world of martial arts.

　　The disciples want to experience and learn from other schools, and they don’t even have a way. If this is the sect competition, then everyone will put their minds on cultivating disciples instead of competing for the position of the martial arts leader.

　　 This is another contradiction in the transfer of meaning.

　　 Listening to Jiang Chan's words, the eyes of the disciples in the Department of Martial Arts were sparkling, and the disciples in the Department of Medicine were a little unhappy.

　　 "The patriarch, this is too unfair to us. Our medical students can only protect themselves. If we want to get ahead here, we can't do it."

　　 The disciple of the Yiwu Academy said grinningly: "The prizes won do not belong to us, but belong to the family. At that time, everyone will have a share."

　　 Jiang Chan could not help but feel amused when he saw the little disciple's words and behaviors that he regarded the first name as something in his bag. She doesn't think this is because the disciples are proud and complacent, but she thinks it is everyone's self-confidence based on their own strength.

　　 The inns around Jingming Lake are almost full, but the rivers and lakes who come to live in and stay every day are still in an endless stream. As for the Xiao family who lived in a dozen rooms in this inn, several martial artists came to see if they could give them a few rooms.

　　 Jiang Chan glanced at the disciples, eight male disciples and four female disciples, but they could squeeze. Looking at the Starry Valley and the masters of Shaolin Temple on the opposite side, Jiang Chan was relaxed and refreshed.

　　 "I can vacate nine rooms for you, just let the disciples squeeze."

　　 Xiao Chenyi twitched his cheeks, obviously thinking of some bad memories.

　　 "The patriarch, there are four people in one room, I can't squeeze it!" Before he could speak, one of the disciples wailed. They were always lively in front of Jiang Chan~www.wuxiamtl.com~ They would say anything.

　　 Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "Why can't I squeeze it down? I have seen it. Each room can hold at least seven or eight ropes. I have given you a discount for four of you in a room. Is this not enough?"

　　 Xiao Chenyi almost gritted his teeth: "Enough! Thank you, the patriarch."

　　 Jiang Chan glanced at them: "What are you nervous about? Isn't there still a bed in the room? As for who of you sleeps in the bed, it depends on your own skills."

　　 Master Fanxinggu shook his hand at Jiang Chan: "Thank you, Master Xiao, and also the disciples of the Xiao family."

　　 Xiao Chenyi and others leaned over to return the salute.

　　 The Master Fanxinggu took the disciples upstairs to settle, leaving the masters of the Xiao family and Shaolin in the room.

　　 Xuan Sheng glanced at the disciples of the Xiao family headed by Xiao Chenyi, his eyes flickered: "I haven't seen you in a few years, the juniors of the Xiao family have grown up, and the Xiao donor is a good method."

　　 Jiang Chan did not take credit: "They worked **** their own, you guys, and a few little masters to settle down, and arrange your room well by the way."

　　 "Yes, the patriarch." The disciples frowned. They were able to enjoy the bed before, but now they can only sleep on the rope at night. Thinking about the huge gap in the middle, none of them can lift their energy.

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