Urban ancient fairy doctor

Due to excessive excitement and nervousness, Zhang Qiaochu felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

He rubbed his hands and came forward awkwardly, with a smile on his face.

"Fairy Caiyi, I am really flattered to be able to welcome you personally..."

This guy wiped away his previous arrogance and tried every means to please him, but the smile on his face froze in the middle of his sentence.

Wen Susu ignored him and walked past him, approaching Ye Bufan who was behind him.

Zhang Qiaochu was originally going to raise his hands to salute, but as soon as he raised his hands halfway, there was no one in front of him. This made his face instantly uglier than eating shit. In addition to being embarrassed, he was still embarrassed.

I thought Fairy Caiyi had changed her impression of me, and thought that the warm welcome was for her own sake, but it turned out that I was overthinking everything.

Fortunately, Gong Junyi and the two men who were following him came up to him and helped him ease his current embarrassment.

"Junior Brother Zhang, I am extremely grateful to you for traveling thousands of miles to help with the boxing."

"Senior Brother Gong, what are you talking about? It's an honor for me to have your appointment."

Zhang Qiaochu walked down the slope, but the smile on his face looked ugly, as if he was crying.

Wen Susu didn't pay any attention to what was happening behind her. She quickly came to Ye Bufan and smiled even brighter. Everyone around her was stunned.

Many people have seen Fairy Caiyi before, but they have never seen her smile so brightly.

"Ye Yixian, welcome, please come in quickly!"

Wen Susu greeted Ye Bufan enthusiastically and led everyone inside.

When he passed by Zhang Qiaochu and others, he felt that something was in the way. An invisible force pushed out with all his strength, pushing him back three or four steps.

"I……"

Zhang Qiaochu felt aggrieved, angry, and angry, and his old face turned the color of pig liver.

If Fairy Caiyi wasn't in front of him, he would have slapped her away.

Seeing Ye Bufan walking forward like a star holding the moon, he was already gritting his teeth with hatred.

"Senior Brother Gong, what is the origin of this young man, and why does Junior Sister Wen value him so much?"

Gong Junyi shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation, but junior sister really values ​​this person very much."

He was also extremely dissatisfied in his heart. Different from Zhang Qiaochu's jealousy, he felt that Wen Susu had lost the face of the Holy Sect of Qingmengzhai by doing this.

As the core disciple of the dignified sect and the candidate for the next head, how could he have such respect for a young man.

As for what Ye Bufan had done on Paradise Island before, Wen Susu did not tell him without asking for permission.

Shi Wanqing said: "Two senior brothers, that guy is a wild boy who jumped out of nowhere, ignore us and go over."

"That's right. Junior Brother Zhang followed me to the front desk and took a seat."

At this moment, a high platform was built in the middle of the royal church, with four chairs placed on the platform.

All this was prepared by Gong Junyi in advance. According to his idea, only those in the middle of the tribulation are qualified to sit here.

These four positions belong to Wen Susu, Zhang Qiaochu, Shi Wanqing and himself.

They boarded the high platform almost at the same time. After all, Zhang Qiaochu also came from Xuantianmen and was an invited guest.

Gong Junyi pointed to the main seat and said: "Junior Brother Zhang, please take a seat."

Zhang Qiaochu had suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart at this time, and looked at Wen Susu with a flattering face: "Junior Sister Wen, please sit down."

Wen Susu looked at Ye Bufan again, "Mr. Ye, please sit down!"

The three of them were polite back and forth, but Ye Bufan was not polite at all and sat directly in the middle, with Wen Susu sitting next to him.

"Sister Su, let's sit here."

Xiao Qing didn't even know what politeness meant, so she directly pulled Su Lingshuang to sit on the other side of Ye Bufan. In the blink of an eye, all four chairs were filled.

"Well……"

Gong Junyi and the other two people standing nearby were completely dumbfounded. They were just being polite, so why were there no chairs left?

Zhang Qiaochu became furious and raised his hand to point at Ye Bufan: "You are a junior, don't you know how much you weigh? Is this a place for you to sit?"

Before Ye Bufan could say anything, Wen Susu looked over with cold eyes: "Don't you know how much you weigh? When did it become your turn to make the decision here?"

Xiao Qing followed up and said: "Yes, who do you think you are? Brother Ye, how can you say that?"

"I……"

Zhang Qiaochu was speechless for a while, feeling extremely aggrieved, but he was afraid of completely provoking Wen Susu and did not dare to vent.

This time it was Gong Junyi who stood up to smooth things over again, "Okay, it's just a small thing, isn't it just chairs? Just bring a few more."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and three chairs flew up from the stage and were placed next to them.

Zhang Qiaochu glared at Ye Bufan fiercely and sat next to him angrily.

The world of cultivation has always been about strength, and the same is true for this alliance conference. Only Ye Bufan and the others can take the stage.

The remaining powerful people such as He Hongying and others in the Tribulation Stage are sitting in the first row below, and those in the Mahayana Stage are sitting behind them.

People from the three major sects, including Tianshui Pavilion and Shenjian Villa, could only sit in the back at this time.

Not to mention those large and small sects, they all consciously find their own position according to their level of cultivation.

"Okay, now let's hold an alliance meeting."

Wen Susu took on the role of host without hesitation, "I don't know if you have heard of the Holy Blood Sect, but I will briefly introduce it here..."

She first told the situation of the Holy Blood Sect from beginning to end, and then said: "The Holy Blood Sect is the second largest evil sect after the Demon Sect. If they take control of Tianluo Prefecture, they will be the leader of every one of us. One person's catastrophe.

At this time, we all need to work together and form an alliance to fight against the Holy Blood Sect.

Those who are willing to stay and form an alliance, those who are unwilling can retreat now. "

"That's right, we and the Holy Blood Sect are at odds with each other..."

"Fight the Holy Blood Sect to the end, fight to the death..."

"We all listen to Fairy Caiyi, and we will do whatever the fairy tells us to do..."

Everyone present expressed their determination, and no one left.

“In that case, let’s start with the next step.

A man cannot leave without a head, and a bird cannot fly without a head. Since we have formed an alliance, we must first choose a leader. We will all follow the leader's command for the next actions. "

Wen Susu said, "The alliance leader is very important to our alliance this time, in order to prevent too many opinions.

I would like to add one more thing here: only those who have passed through the tribulation period have the right to nominate.

Everyone recommends candidates and finally makes a decision together. "

Naturally, everyone present had no objection to this statement.

Originally, strength decided everything, and it was reasonable to have no say in deciding the alliance leader after the tribulation period.

"I recommend Fairy in Colorful Clothes."

Just after Wen Susu finished speaking, Zhang Qiaochu was the first to stand up. This guy would never let go of any opportunity to flatter him.

"Fairy Caiyi was born in Qingmengzhai, a holy sect. She has a noble status, strong cultivation and charisma. She must be the leader of this alliance."

"I disagree."

In Zhang Qiaochu's view, he could not get a good look from the beauty by flattering her.

But what he never expected was that Wen Susu himself was the first to stand up and object, which made him confused for a moment.