Chapter 669 (1/2)

For a moment, fengziyan was surrounded by a large number of people with great pomp, and there was an intelligence network among the sects.

All these can't help but make Zhang Yi re-examine the wind purple smoke.

The wind purple smoke blinked big black eyes, full of an expression of praising me and praising me.

After a while, Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing:

”You have asked someone to help you.”

The wind and purple smoke were immediately discouraged:

”You can see that? Guess who I hired to help me? ”

Zhang Yi replied:

”Those who can achieve such an effect in a short time must have a mature relationship network in the sect, so you can use the ready-made. Such a person must have a high status in the sect. The four elders will not help you directly in this way, so as not to be said unfair by others. And each deacon will manage one piece, and there will not be such a broad interpersonal network. So the person who helps you must be a true disciple, and the identity of this true disciple is not low! This true disciple has many fans among many disciples and is very loved. ”

Feng Ziyan nodded vigorously:

”Zhang Yi, you can guess all these. You are really good! Then guess who this man is? ”

Zhang Yi was puzzled and looked at the people around Feng Ziyan.

He first looked for someone wearing the uniform of a true disciple, and soon he found several targets.

Then he ruled out these goals and soon locked one of them.

She was dressed in a rose purple fairy dress, with bright lips and teeth, streamer and glory. Even with a light makeup, she was more beautiful, extraordinary and refined. She was like a white lotus that could not be blasphemed. While she was beautiful and enchanting, a cold pride was emitted from her.

The true female disciple was very beautiful. However, when the male disciples around looked at her, they seemed to respect her very much in addition to appreciating her beauty. Obviously, her talent was not inferior.

Zhang Yi immediately said to the female disciple:

”If I'm right, this should be Zhang Yi, the famous God refining sect. Although if Zhang Qinyu already has his own perfect interpersonal network in the God refining sect, Feng Ziyan can only become so powerful in a short time with the help of her interpersonal network.

The beautiful female disciple nodded and said:

”Younger martial brother Zhang is as smart as the legend. But when she said this, it seemed that there was something difficult to say.

When Feng Ziyan heard this, he couldn't help raising his fist, gently knocked the pink fist on Zhang Yi's chest, and said with admiration:

”Zhang Yi! You're great! I admire you so much! You can even guess that! ”

In the eyes of Feng Ziyan, Zhang Yi seems to be able to predict things like God and predict nothing, which makes Feng Ziyan feel that Zhang Yi is really great.

Zhang Yi smiled:

”But I can't guess one thing. That's why elder martial Sister Zhang came to help you?”

In Zhang Yi's opinion, Zhang Qinyu should regard wind and purple smoke as his strong enemy.

After all, Feng Ziyan is very beautiful, and she shows a terrible talent as soon as she starts. This talent makes her get treatment that all disciples including Zhang Qinyu can't get in the sect.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Qinyu's position is bound to be challenged by Feng Ziyan, so Zhang Qinyu should stand in a hostile position with Feng Ziyan.

However, at this time, Zhang Qinyu stood beside fengziyan and behind him, just like a small attendant of fengziyan.

Such a situation really baffles Zhang Yi.

Where did Feng Ziyan, such a fool, get the wrist and courage to subdue Zhang Qinyu?

At this time, Feng Ziyan saw that Zhang Yi had something he didn't know and was immediately happy:

”I'll tell you! Zhang Yi, no matter how powerful you are, you can't know everything! I told you earlier that I'm very powerful and smart! You can't imagine that I accepted Zhang Qinyu! ”

When Feng Ziyan said this, Zhang Qinyu smiled awkwardly, bitter and bitter.

Zhang Yi couldn't help asking:

”How on earth did you do it?”

Feng Ziyan proudly raised his fist and said:

”Of course it depends on fighting! I've heard that big fists are the last word! You never let me fight before. Then she came to provoke me a few days after you left! So I want to try whether big fists are really the last word. So I fought with her and finally convinced her! ”

When Zhang Qinyu heard this, the smile on his face was more reluctant. The appearance of smiling was even worse than crying.

Zhang Yi was stunned when he heard this:

”Did you hit it with your fist?”

Feng Ziyan said excitedly:

”Of course! Such a beating, and probably in public, is not only physical torture, but also psychological torture for Zhang Qinyu, a proud beauty.