Chapter 2239
And Lin Mo and the others shrank their necks.
It seemed that they had heard something unimaginable.
At this time, Qingfeng Wu Ya’s eyes also shifted to the several juniors.
After sweeping his eyes over them one by one, his face couldn’t help but darken.
“I am the Lord of Mount Qingfeng, Qingfeng Wu Ya.
Dare I ask you young friends, is my grandson, Broken Division, still unable to advance to the final?”
When Chang Lou was just about to explain, he was given a glare back down by his grandfather.
Moreover, looking at Qingfeng Wu Ya’s expression, it was obvious that he was very unhappy with the fact that Broken Division had not been able to advance to the final.
In this way, Lin Mo first looked at the two elders’ expressions.
For the sake of his friends, he could only speak with a stiff upper lip.
“Seniors, Broken Division could only settle for the sixth group because he was a few breaths slower.”
Hearing this, Qingfeng Wu Ya first glanced at Gu Wu Xiu and saw a smug and mocking look on the opposite side.
Subconsciously, he changed his face and then smiled again.
“Sixth is no harm, this kid can have such a skill is also considered the unprecedented, right.”
But before Lin Mo could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard the low voice of this old senior Wu Ya murmuring.
“Brat, you can’t even beat Old Ghost Gu’s grandson.
When we return to Clear Wind Mountain, let’s see if I don’t break both your legs.”
In view of his serious look.
Obviously, this Grandfather of Broken Division did not look like he was joking.
What a dark grandfather, break your own luck.
In this way, several people could only mourn for him.
In stark contrast, the relationship between Xuan Hei Zi and Xue Lian was very different.
Looking at his beloved pupil, Xuan Hei Zi’s eyes showed a slow doting love.
“Little Snow, how is it? Are you tired?
Did the poisonous smoke on the field hurt you?”
With that, he raised his hand and took Xue Lian’s pulse.
After closing her eyes and diagnosing a bit, she then nodded in a relaxed manner.
“No harm, no harm, it’s just a bit of strain.
Here, this is what my master has prepared for you, the Restoration Pill, the Spirit Cultivation Pill, and the Spring Return Pill ………..”
Then, this Xuan Hei Zi pulled out various kinds of pills for repairing Yuan Qi under the eyes of the crowd.
Moreover, these pills were not only extremely precious, but even the colour of the practice was also of the highest quality.
Looking at Xuan Hei Zi, this exaggerated appearance.
Lin Mo and the others couldn’t help but be staggered.
Even the little sama, who had always been calm and free of distractions, could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
This monk was indeed a bit pompous.
As for Chang Lou, he turned his head to his grandfather with an envious face.
Subsequently, he was scared back with a glare from the latter.
“Old man Bone, aren’t you exaggerating a bit.
Isn’t it just a bit slightly strenuous?”
Pill Ghost Gu Wu Xiu, who couldn’t really stand watching from the side, spat out.
It was only when this remark was made.
Xuan Hei Zi, who was originally full of smiles, suddenly frowned.
“My own beloved disciple, spoiling himself, what’s in your way.
If you’re not convinced, you can also spoil your family’s eldest grandson like this.”
Having said that, he resumed his doting smile once again.
“Come, Little Snow, take them quickly, these pills will help you get rid of your fatigue quickly.”
At this moment, the blush on the Dunhuang Saint Maiden’s face had spread to the roots of her ears.
After stomping her foot, she complained.
“Master, how can an apprentice still be so unbearable.
Moreover, on the competition field, there was also Brother Lin Mo, escorting me.
There’s nothing wrong with me at all.”
“Hm?”
Xuan Hei Zi heard these words, coupled with his beloved disciple’s intimate address for Lin Mo.
Although his face did not change, the aura around his body was secretly transforming.
When Lin Mo met his gaze, he couldn’t help but feel the temperature around him drop.
Then he subconsciously shivered.
This, what the hell does this mean?
I’m protecting your disciple, or am I wrong?