My practice narration is weird

The three colors of black, white and red reflected each other on the clothes, but it was the uniform of Lingxue Pavilion.

Ji Wuye followed the crowd into the hall from outside, his face looked calm, but there was an unspeakable irritation in his eyes.

He actually hated such crowded places, even in Lingxue Pavilion, he was more alone.

Just like in the strange area of ​​Nanning City, he always stayed in the pavilion alone, not contacting outsiders, and even the other disciples of Lingxue Pavilion had no way of knowing that the young pavilion master was also here.

Compared with gathering for discussion, he would rather suppress [annihilation].

Although he didn't say it on the surface, looking around, everyone in this scene had doubts about him in their hearts.

The extremely subtle sound of discussion came.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, I heard that you have dealt with him and have a grudge against him, so what do you think this young pavilion master is a man or a woman?"

"Whatever you think is what it is. My standard for judging gender is too cross-era. ABO, do you know... Forget it, I will tell you when you reach the sixth realm, otherwise I am afraid that you will not be able to pass the inner demon tribulation."

"Brother Ye, I don't understand what you are saying at all. Can ABO still affect my inner demon tribulation? But I think it is better to be a woman."

Such words made Ji Wuye more and more irritated and angry.

Look, there are fools who arbitrarily determine their gender every day.

Wait?

Ji Wuye looked at the subtle sound and then saw the figure.

The figure between Lu Zhaolin and Cui Sanniang.

Ye Wuyou...

The woman's fair face suddenly outlined a smile, and the irritability on her face also dissipated in an instant, as if a spring breeze was blowing on her face.

Very good.

There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in.

Ji Wuye was thinking clearly. If the sword-wielding girl had not been too powerful and severely injured him in Nanning City, how could Ye Wuyou, who was only in the fifth realm, compete with him?

Moreover, Ji Wuye really "killed" the other party once.

Ye Wuyou was just a defeated general.

The woman who stepped in from the door stopped at this moment, with a smile on her lips, and walked towards Ye Wuyou behind.

Luo Yue was about to stand up.

Then Lu Chen pressed her back with his aura.

"Why do you care about that boy? What do you care about? What do you care about? He is actually a man, a man, don't be fooled by his appearance."

Luo Yue's face was silent, and he turned around again and stopped watching.

And this side.

Lu Zhaolin looked at Ji Wuye who suddenly walked towards him, and his eyes paused, and then his expression was a little embarrassed.

Oh no, could it be that he heard the discussion about the other party?

Although the seven families are equal in name, in reality, these three sects are undoubtedly superior to the others.

Lu Zhaolin was worried, but Ji Wuye didn't even look at him.

The woman just stood in front of Ye Wuyou, just like Cui Sanniang before, and even the position of her steps was not different.

The voice came with sneer and sarcasm.

"Ye Wuyou, you really dare to come."

Unlike Cui Sanniang before, Ye Wuyou's eyes were always focused on Ji Wuye.

Because he wanted to find out what was different about Ji Wuye from before.

Ye Wuyou didn't respond to Ji Wuye, but just frowned slightly.

The Ji Wuye in front of him felt no different from the Ji Wuye in Nanning City.

But the last Ji Wuye in Nanning City only had one soul.

So he was deceived at that time? At that time, Ji Wuye pretended to be a nymphomaniac to please him?

It's unlikely... Ye Wuyou could feel Ji Wuye's disgust for his own appearance and gender. If Ji Wuye could bear this, he deserved to live at that time.

And if he was not deceiving himself at that time, then it was a strange influence?

But no matter what the result was, Ji Wuye was still standing in front of him.

"Why, Ye Wuyou, you seem surprised to see me." Ji Wuye sneered, "Don't worry, after all, there are so many eyes now. I won't attack you during this meeting, and I won't let you go after that."

Passing by the chest that was a little more majestic than Sanniang, Ye Wuyou's brows first frowned, but then relaxed.

"I am really surprised. As the young master of Lingxue, you were able to wrong yourself and humiliate yourself at that time, and successfully deceived me. I have to admire you."

Ji Wuye's face was stiff for a moment, but then a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Cheat? When did I lie to you, Ye Wuyou, stop talking nonsense."

?

Ye Wuyou looked at Ji Wuye, his eyes were puzzled at first, but looking at Ji Wuye's expression that didn't seem to be fake.

Finally, the doubt in Ye Wuyou's eyes gradually turned into a trace of pity.

Even the memory was tampered with? That's the only possibility.

What will be the price of [copying]...

"Ji Wuye, you might as well think about who you are now, and which one of you is it..."

After a slight pause, Ye Wuyou spoke again, his voice calm.

"But you don't have much time to think, Ji Wuye, I won't let you go, it's me."

At this point, Ye Wuyou looked quietly in front of him, and a tall middle-aged man sat in a seat near the front.

It was the fishing master of Lingxue Pavilion, and he got a fishing rod from him.

Because it was a strange thing, Ye Wuyou did not use the fishing rod, but only knew that the fishing rod could rescue people from the strange domain.

But at this moment, the master did not seem to care about the conversation between him and Ji Wuye.

Ji Wuye was still standing in front of Ye Wuyou at this moment, staring at Ye Wuyou, but his eyebrows were getting more and more frowned.

What did you mean by what you just said?

He instinctively felt something was wrong. Everything that happened in Nanning City fell into his mind, but now it was a bit abrupt.

Ji Wuye's beautiful eyes showed deep thought, and then she didn't leave. Instead, she walked to the seat behind Ye Wuyou and sat down.

Luo Yue bit her teeth lightly at this moment, turned her head and looked back, remained silent for a while, and finally stood up without any hesitation.

Lu Zhaolin scratched his head and looked around.

The young talent from the Lu family thought for a moment and spoke to Ye Wuyou.

"Brother Ye, do you feel a little strange?"

Ye Wuyou was puzzled, "What's so strange?"

"There are so many empty seats in the hall, why do they all sit in the back corner?" Lu Zhaolin whispered.

"You don't understand. It's more comfortable to sit in the back seat." Ye Wuyou didn't take it to heart.

Lu Zhaolin nodded and shook his head.

"But there are so many people, it makes it uncomfortable for us brothers to sit."

Ye Wuyou thought for a moment and looked at Cui Sanniang beside him and Ji Wuye behind him, thinking about this.

So he patted Lu Zhaolin and whispered.

"Brother Lu, if someone wants to sit over again later, let that person go."

Lu Zhaolin quickly shook his head and refused.

"This is not okay. It's too offensive. I have to tell you."

Ye Wuyou grabbed Lu Zhaolin and said, "I'll say it, but if someone else comes, it's up to you and we'll take turns."

Lu Zhaolin thought for a while and thought this was really stupid.

Wouldn't it be enough for the two of us to change positions?

But that's the thing about stupid things. If someone is with you to make stupid things, it's not stupid.

So Lu Zhaolin nodded.

"Okay, it's settled."

There were footsteps outside the hall.

A figure stopped in front of the hall, and then his innocent eyes swept around.

When he looked at the figures in the corner behind him, he was obviously stunned.

Ding Wang didn't understand why these people could sit together.

After a moment of silence, he walked towards Ye Wuyou.

Ding Wang's face was calm as usual, but the hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly, seemingly full of anger.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he was about to speak.

However, he was greeted with indifferent words.

"roll."

Ding Wang's face instantly stiffened and he stood still.

Ye Wuyou was leaning back on the chair with his head tilted back, looking leisurely and contented. He raised his eyebrows and gestured slightly to Lu Zhaolin beside him.

Lu Zhaolin remained silent and just gave a thumbs up.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and he took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, Ye Wuyou's words came again.

"Get out of here, you can't hear me."

Lu Zhaolin finally burst out laughing.