At this time, dozens of decent disciples gathered in the annex.

There are men and women among them, with varying strengths.

A kind of female disciple saw Lu Zhan, this little piece of meat.

Suddenly his face was full of infatuation.

"Wow! What a beautiful little senior brother!"

"Which sect does Junior Brother belong to?"

"I will quit the sect today and join your sect instead!"

The eyes of the male disciples were full of hostility.

Chu Fan was secretly happy.

'Ah, very good!'

'This way people can focus on Xiaolu-chan.'

'Perfectly conceals my amazing charm!'

However, just when everyone was focusing on Lu Zhan.

A man with an imposing appearance walked out from the crowd.

The man is about in his early twenties, older than Lu Zhan.

His handsome face was filled with a calm and composed expression.

Compared to Lu Zhan's feminine beauty.

This man's handsomeness is another kind of chic temperament.

The man rushed to the landing and showed his fists.

"Hello, I am the initiator of this adventure team."

"Qingyunmen - Murong Jing."

Lu Zhan originally wanted to get out of the way and give the C position to Chu Fan.

But Chu Fan immediately sent a message to him.

"Answer the call."

Lu Zhan complied and responded with a clasping fist.

"Tianwuzong——Lu Zhan."

Murong Jing: "Nice to meet you!"

"I have admired the name of Tianwuzong for a long time."

"Brother Lu, are you also here to join our adventure team?"

"To be honest, our adventure team is in great need of talents like you."

The two of them had just met in a room.

They have already scanned each other with their sea of ​​consciousness.

It was discovered that Lu Zhan was a third-level martial artist.

Murong Jing is at the pinnacle of the martial arts realm.

Neither of them saw dissatisfaction in the other's eyes.

This is considered a kind of etiquette among decent disciples.

Open the skylight to each other and talk frankly.

Lu Zhan was instructed by Chu Fan's message, nodded and smiled.

"Yes, Brother Murong."

"We really want to join the adventure team when we come here this time."

Murong Jing was stunned.

"us?"

Then he looked at Chu Fan.

It was discovered that Chu Fan only had the sixth level of martial arts.

It must be that he doesn't know the rules.

Then, Murong Jing directly took out a bright long sword.

The light on the sword turned and exuded an astonishing momentum.

Murong Jing said.

"This weapon is called the Flowing Water Sword."

"It's a silver-level magic weapon."

"Below the peak of the warrior realm, it's like being invincible!"

"If it were on the market, it could probably be sold for fifty or sixty thousand silver dollars."

"I heard that the disciples of Tianwu Sect's Hidden Sword Hall have always been good at swordsmanship."

"A good sword matches a hero."

"Just give this flowing water sword to Brother Lu."

As soon as these words came out, all the decent disciples present were shocked.

"Wow! You are indeed Mr. Murong!"

"As soon as you take action, you will directly give the silver-level magic weapon to your team members!"

"Mr. Murong is generous!"

"We are all following you!"

Just when Lu Zhan was hesitating whether to accept it or not.

Chu Fan urged through a message.

"Take it! Pick it up quickly!"

"Someone brought it to your door, don't give it up for free!"

"Hurry up and make friends with such a rich man."

"Let's see if there are any that I can find and give me a few dozen!"

Lu Zhan looked confused.

"Then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful. Thank you very much, Mr. Murong."

It's not that he doesn't want to accept it.

It's just that there are too many hidden swords in his bag.

And the silver-level items are already considered elimination-level items for him.

It's inexplicable to accept such a big gift from others.

This is not at all like a teacher's style.

Thinking like this, Murong Jing had already placed the sword in Lu Zhan's hand.

I'm afraid he will regret it.

Then, Murong Jing turned to look at Chu Fan.

Chu Fan suddenly looked expectant.

'Yes, yes! Send me some greeting gifts too!'

'The more magic weapons and stuff, the better!'

However, Murong Jing just looked at Chu Fan and smiled.

Patted him on the shoulder and said.

"This brother Mazi..."

Chu Fan: "I'm at Zhangshan!"

Murong Jing: "Oh, brother Zhang Mazi..."

"Go back and work harder and practice for a few years."

"Promise me, I'll wait until you reach the level of a martial artist."

"Come and join our adventure team again, okay?"

"Come on!"
To be continued...