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Chapter 7 Really Fragrant(2/2)

Someone in the crowd called her.

It's Lin Jia Luo.

"Senior Brother Lin, are you there too?" Cheng Yan looked in the direction behind him.

There are a bunch of little carrot heads there.

"You call me senior brother? Yeah, you have joined the sect." Lin Jialuo then saw that she was also wearing clothes from the same sect of Xianqi Sect.

Cheng Yan nodded.

"Then why are you still standing here? Come back to the team! Our Xian Qimen will give priority to the assessment soon."

Cheng Yan followed Lin Jialuo back to the sect team.

"I will lead the team today, don't worry, this test is simple." Lin Jialuo said.

"Haha, because you are included in every exam, you have passed the exam to lead the team." Another senior brother from the sect said with a smile.

Lin Jialuo: "..."

Being exposed ruthlessly, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Fortunately, the examination of Yuyuantang is about to begin.

The group of people was led into an open-air sandcastle.

As the name of the open-air sandcastle suggests, the dome above has disappeared, leaving only a ring of walls.

As soon as everyone stepped inside, they burst into mourning.

Without the dome, the scorching sunlight shines directly above your head.

Within a few seconds, some people felt smoke coming from their heads.

"Yu Yaotang said that this is a pain in the body and a strain on the body and mind. Oh, who didn't know that they are stingy!"

Lin Jialuo was indignant and took out a blue and white umbrella.

After thinking for a while, he took out another handful.

"Do you want an umbrella? I'll sell it to you for thirty spiritual stones at a bargain price."

When he turned around, he saw that the man in front of him was fully armed and wrapped in linen from head to tail, with only one eye exposed.

Yes, the image of refugees is deeply rooted in people’s hearts.

Cheng Yuan pointed to the large characters on the wall on one side of the sand castle.

[The use of all spiritual objects is prohibited, and those who violate the rules will be disqualified from this competition.]

Lin Jialuo: "..." Let me go, there was no such rule last time I came here!

When he gets out, he will complain: The Imperial Demon Hall changes its orders every day and does not respect martial ethics!

As everyone sat down, a blank scroll appeared out of thin air on the table.

Looking up again, facing the direction of the sun, a string of small golden characters twinkled.

This is the test question.

After just two glances, Cheng Yan felt that his eyes were going to burn out.

The first question is really simple. Anyone who has read the book will find it impossible to write.

It's just that the method of torturing people in the Yuyao Hall is also very famous. I'm afraid that it will increase the difficulty and increase the re-examination rate.

Thinking of the enthusiastic banners and slogans outside.

This Demon Yutang is really quite famous!

Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a long leaf from his arms, and tied it to his head, just covering his eyes.

Look into the sky again.

A clear day.

At the moment, I write vigorously and quickly, writing as if I have a spirit.

Lin Jialuo, who was sitting next to him, was amazed when he saw it.

"What kind of treasure is this? Give me one too."

Cheng Yuan didn't even raise his head: "Thirty spirit stones."

Lin Jialuo: "Can I exchange it for an umbrella?"

Taking the long green leaf, Lin Jialuo looked around.

A single orchid leaf is nothing more than ordinary.

Lin Jialuo:(/_\)The biggest grievance is me!

You can obviously grab an umbrella, but you insist on giving me a leaf.

Wait for him to put it on.
Chapter completed!
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