After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

Yun Yangzi opened his eyes again, and said in a light tone: "It has nothing to do with you when he goes to battle. Your strength can't beat him."

Crash...a plate of cold water was poured down, and several people were instantly hit.

Li Heng was a little unconvinced. It was not that he had never heard of it. The apprentice of the old ancestor of Xianzong was only about sixteen or seventeen years old. Even if his talent was good, he had only practiced for seven or eight years. Where to go?

"Old Ancestor, if you say this, I forgive my disciples for not agreeing. You are growing others' ambition and destroying your own prestige."

Although several others also thought the same, but did not directly say it.

Yun Yangzi glanced at him with a half-smile, "You don't believe it? It doesn't matter, you'll know when it falls. Oh, and I forgot to say that this year's competition, Wuchen will not play."

After dropping a bombshell, he went back to sleep, and this time he really slept.

This time, not only Lu Ziyue and the others were not calm, but even those sitting in front were not calm.

"Oh my God! Senior Brother Wuchen is not going to fight this year?"

The senior brother, who has always been regarded as a god-like existence by the Lingzong, will not play this year? What then?

This time, it was as if a pot had exploded, and all the disciples were talking about it.

"If Senior Brother Wuchen doesn't fight, will Lingzong still have a chance of winning?"

"I don't know! Didn't you hear what the ancestor said just now? That mysterious closed-door disciple of the Xianzong ancestor will actually play this year! He also said that Senior Sister Ziyue and Senior Brother Rufeng are not his opponents? This..."

"Very hanging... If this is the case, this year will see other senior brothers who have not been in the sect for many years..."

"Aiya... If you lose this year, will the status of the first sect in this continent be handed over?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, the fifth elder was sweating on his forehead. He secretly turned his head to look at Yun Yangzi, who was sleeping behind him. His heart was bitter! Can you stop throwing a sunny lightning bolt so suddenly?

He coughed heavily: "Don't be noisy! Be quiet, the ancestor is sleeping!"

The disciples kept silent again, and did not dare to discuss any more, they could only worry in their hearts.

The five elders are also worried in their hearts, Wuchen will not fight? Who will play this year? Careless? noob?

A trace of disappointment crossed Lu Ziyue's face, "Won't Senior Brother Wuchen come back?"

Bai Momo was a little disappointed, "I thought I could see a wonderful battle! It seems that I'm going to be disappointed."

Li Heng felt a little bit of joy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Looking at Lu Ziyue, he said, "Ziyue, don't worry! Even if Wuchen doesn't come back this time, he won't lose!"

A smile appeared on Lu Ziyue's face, and she nodded lightly, "Yeah."

Ji Rufeng was thoughtful, but he still didn't say a word, and closed his eyes again.

Everyone on the aircraft did not make a sound, and basically began to rest. The long two days had to be spent on the aircraft. At this time, it was night outside, and everything was so quiet...

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Western Continent Yunlong Kingdom Palace

Yun Zhao looked at the woman in front of him, with a pair of bright eyes with a slight smile, curved eyebrows, pale and flawless skin revealing a touch of pink, and thin lips like rose petals, she was a rare beauty.

"I didn't expect Feixue to have time to see me and my mother-in-law. It's really rare."

Murong Feixue smiled and said in a soft judo tone, "Cousin is joking, why is Feixue so rare? Didn't this just come back, so I came to see my cousin and aunt? It's a pity that my aunt is not here today." And some regrets.