2122. Chapter 2122 The Sage Who Woke up on the Altar VS the Tomb Robber (17)

Huang Bing glanced at her, but did not speak.

Who would have thought that Xuanjing would be unrelenting, and said to herself: "Bing'er, I know that you are happy with the patriarch Qingyao, and you must have suffered a lot from being rejected this time. Take you to have a good time in this West Wind City and relax?"

When she said this, everyone also remembered: This young lady of the Huang family just expressed her heart to the patriarch Qingyao in front of everyone, and she can only be intentional and ruthless.

Thinking of this, everyone looked a little weird when they looked at Huang Bing's expression.

Xuan Jing's face was worried, but she was very proud in her heart.

She was certain that Huang Bing's reputation was going to be bad this time. If it is a little more serious, it will also have an impact on her mood, and it will be very harmful to her future cultivation.

Huang Bing kept her eyes fixed on Xuan Jing.

She had been careful before, and now she heard something like this, which seemed to be caring, but in fact it was heart-wrenching words, what else could she not understand?

I thought it was a true friend, but I never thought it was a black-hearted spider!

Huang Bing suddenly laughed.

Everyone's eyes were attracted, and they thought about this Huang Bing. Could it be that they were rejected, and their hearts were severely beaten?

However, Huang Bing could only be heard laughing: "This trivial matter is a big blow. Xuanjing, are you underestimating me, Huang Bing?"

Seeing everyone looking at her, Xuanjing also looked surprised, and Huang Bing looked even more indifferent: "My generation of warriors, **** is just a trivial matter, and training to become stronger is the right way. I was rejected this time, but I feel The obsession in my heart was slashed, the mood was transparent, and some of the previous barriers to cultivation were suddenly enlightened."

She looked away in the direction where Gu Shengyin and Qing Yao had left, and bowed slightly to show respect.

He turned his head and said to Elder Xuan's: "The younger generation has a feeling in his heart, and he is going to go back to the family to cultivate. He came to say goodbye before."

Seeing her expression as usual, the eyes of Zhan Zhan really had the potential to break through, and they couldn't help but be amazed.

The elder standing in front of Xuanjing did not hide his appreciation at all: "With such an open mind and such talent, the future of the nephew is limitless. Since this is the case, I will not leave you any more."

Huang Bing saluted him, then turned and left without looking back.

Even if she didn't have to look, she knew that Xuanjing must be spitting blood in her heart at this moment, but she still had to hold it back.

Thinking of Xuanjing's face at this moment, Huang Bing felt very happy in her heart, and even the disappointment that she had just been rejected has faded a lot.

In the final analysis, her admiration for the patriarch Qingyao mostly belongs to a kind of longing and worship of seeing beauty and excellent opposite sex.

There is no deep love and rejection is not such a painful thing.

She had thought about why Xuanjing calculated herself before, and after thinking about it carefully, she felt that the reason was nothing more than the word talent.

The Huang family and the Xuan family are both first-class big families. The two are of the same age, and they are both direct descendants of the family.

It's just that Huang Bing, who is only twenty years old, is already at the pinnacle of the Profound Master, and she will soon break through the Profound King, and Xuan Jing, who is one year older than her, is worthy of breaking through the Profound Master.

The huge gap between them is enough for Ling Xuanjing to feel jealous.

Knowing the reason, Huang Bing knew how to deal with her better.

She doesn't even have to surrender her identity to care about her.

For a person like Xuan Jing, it was the biggest revenge against her to continue to maintain the speed of her cultivation and to be far ahead all the way.