The ox cart buzzed, time flew by, and many warriors who were originally watching the excitement quickly left Changtian Peak. And the one who is still hesitating is the disciple of the Heaven Splitting Line.

Although they were full of fear of Zheng Ming's words in their hearts, they knew that if they left in disgrace, then their status in the sect would be greatly punished.

"Go, don't be embarrassed here!" Murong Nan forcibly stood up straight and commanded in a deep voice.

Three breaths have passed, and the entire Changtian Peak has become clean. It was at this time that Zheng Ming and the others finally came to the mountainside of Changtian Peak.

Here is a flat land with a radius of more than 20 zhang, three big trees, each one is 100 zhang high, the branches and leaves are dense, the roots are like dragons, from a distance, it is like three huge umbrella covers, shrouded in the sky.

Three Emperor Ping!

According to Mu Feihong's records, this should be the center of the Changtian First Line, the Three Emperors' Flat, and in the inner mountain of the Three Emperors' Flat, the cave where the disciples of the Changtian One Pulse practiced and stayed.

"Senior brother, have we arrived at the Three Emperors' Flat, I seem to feel that the Great Emperor, the Second Emperor, and the Third Emperor are talking. ”

Mu Wan'er, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, her words made Zheng Ming stunned, the Great Emperor, the Second Emperor, and the Third Emperor!

In Mu Feihong's record, Mu Wan'er rushed down from this Changtian Peak with him, and Mu Wan'er should have memories of the Three Emperors Ping where she lived.

"Yes, we came to the Three Emperors' Flat. Zheng Ming saw Mu Wan'er struggling to get out of the carriage, and hurriedly helped Mu Wan'er's body off the carriage.

Mu Wan'er, who gently pushed Zheng Ming's hand, ran forward quickly, when Zheng Ming saw this girl, she had always been gentle and skillful and calm, and it was the first time Zheng Ming had seen such a gaffe.

He paid close attention to Mu Wan'er's movements, fearing that Mu Wan'er would accidentally fall to the ground.

Seeing that Mu Wan'er was familiar, she sat down on the root of a pine tree in the middle, and said with a happy smile on her face: "The Great Emperor, the Second Emperor, the Third Emperor, Wan'er is back, I said, I will come back to see you." ”

Three giant trees, windless and automatic, as if welcoming their little masters!

The return of the Changtian vein is like a legend, that is, half an hour of kung fu, which has spread throughout the entire Vientiane Mountain.

Compared with the return of the Changtian One Line, the young Vientiane Mountain disciple is more concerned about the person who is holding the ox cart and stepping up the mountain.

Defeat Murong with a single sword, pull the car to the sky!

Such an admirable deed makes many teenagers feel their blood boiling, and they have an urge to replace them.

"Pulling the junior sister on the bicycle and driving away the villains who rudely and forcibly occupied Changtian Peak, it is really heroic, tsk, I really hope that I can meet such heroes. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with admiration in his words.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked on the top of his head by his senior brother and said, "What a villain, that's the senior brother of the Heaven Splitting Bloodline." ”

"Relying on his own cultivation to be strong and forcibly expelling the last descendant of the human family Tianyi lineage from the mountain, what is it if he is not a villain?" the young man shook his head and said with some unconvincing: "Senior brother, if you say that they are good people, I am not finished with you!"

The young man's senior brother shook his head and said, "Little junior brother, you just talk about this kind of thing between our brothers, you can't go outside to say it, understand!"

Speaking of this, the young man's senior brother glanced outside and said in a low voice, "Those people who split the sky are not easy to mess with. ”

"Could it be that in the entire Vientiane Mountain, no one has come out to uphold justice?" the young man's words were full of indignation.

Fair!

When these two words were heard in the ears of the young brother, the expression of the young brother kept changing. Although these two words are very simple, the meaning of these two words is heavier than that of a thousand jun.

His years of cultivation have made him realize that when there is such a thing as justice, when he has strength, he can also talk about it, and if he doesn't have strength, it is better not to talk about justice with others.

But as a senior brother, he was a little reluctant that his junior brother would be hit physically and mentally at a young age, so after a moment of silence, the senior brother still didn't say anything.

After the young man returned to his room to cultivate, the senior brother was also about to leave, but at this moment, a man in a moon-white robe, wielding a long knife, galloped from a distance.

For the man who walked with the sword, the senior brother's eyes showed a trace of admiration, he didn't wait for the man to land, he stood aside respectfully, and said respectfully: "Disciple Yunxiu, meet Uncle Hua!"

"Yun Xiu doesn't need to be polite, can you be a master?" The moment the man fell from the void, his hand waved towards the void, and the long knife turned into a streamer of light and sank into the man's mouth.

Yun Xiu looked at the streamer, his eyes were full of envy, he knew that only a martial artist in the Hualien Realm could use the Dao pattern contained in his body to give birth to this kind of natal treasure in his body.

It can be big or small, it can be made to nine days, and it can be turned into thousands of threads to cut the heavens and the earth.

"Uncle Hua, please wait a moment, the disciple will go and report it!" Yun Xiu's self-control was very good, and he quickly withdrew his gaze and said respectfully.

The man who was called Uncle Hua by Yun Xiu had a good relationship with Yun Xiu's master, and after Yun Xiu reported it, Yun Xiu's master quickly greeted him.

Compared with Uncle Hua, who has an excellent demeanor, Yun Xiu's master is just an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, but Uncle Hua has a lot of respect for Yun Xiu's master.

This kind of respect is not perfunctory, but a kind of respect from the heart.

Shizun and Uncle Hua had something to talk about, so Yun Xiu naturally couldn't listen there, and just as he was about to retreat, his Shizun ordered: "Yun Xiu, go and bring my treasured Liuhua wine and let your uncle taste it." ”

Master Yunxiu's Liuhua wine is made from more than a dozen kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures, which not only tastes beautiful, but also has the effect of improving cultivation.

Yun Xiu is in front of his master, although he is a favored disciple, but he can only drink it during festivals.

As soon as he agreed, Yun Xiu went to prepare, and when he walked in with a wine jug a quarter of an hour later, he listened to his master's words with indifference: "Is it just to save the lives of the two of them?"

"You ...... Don't forget, how much contribution and sacrifice you made to the sect back then!"

The master was very unhappy, Yun Xiu's heart trembled, he already understood in his heart what Shizun and Uncle Hua were arguing about.

And at this time, it is not suitable to go in and deliver wine. Yun Xiu pondered for a moment, then took the wine utensils and prepared to leave.

"Senior brother, I also know that this matter is a bit biased, but this is the decision of the sect master, and I ask you to tell the master on your behalf, after all, all this is for the sake of Vientiane Mountain. ”

Uncle Hua's voice is still so full of magnetism, usually, Yun Xiu admires this Uncle Hua a little bit, but now, I don't know what's going on, Yun Xiu's heart is a little lost.

He didn't know where these losses came from, but this loss rose deep in his heart.

"Hehe, is it possible that all people can be sacrificed for this reason?" the master's rhetorical question seemed to have a roaring flavor.

Yun Xiu didn't dare to listen any further, he quickly dodged, and a quarter of an hour later, Uncle Hua, who had a cold face on his face, walked out alone.

Seeing Uncle Hua's body leave like a streamer, Yun Xiu cautiously came to the quiet room where the master was.

Shizun lay on the bed weakly, although from his appearance, there was no difference between Shizun and just now, but Yun Xiu felt that Shizun's heart was not so good now.

"Bring the wine!" Master's voice suddenly came into Yun Xiu's ears, and Yun Xiu hurriedly handed over the wine in his cup.

"Yun Xiu, in this world, there is no fairness, you have to remember, even if the axioms are on your side, but without strong strength, everything is in vain. ”

"Haha, but I did my best, at least, I saved the lives of those two people, but, hey......"

Shizun's sigh made Yun Xiu feel extremely uncomfortable to hear, he knew that his Shizun was not a person who liked to use wine to drown his sorrows.

And in his heart, he vaguely began to understand what the master meant.

......

Under the three huge trees, on two bamboo chairs that had not been used for more than ten years, Zheng Ming and Mu Wan'er lay on them very comfortably. The gentle breeze in the mountains, the rustle of the trees and the mountain breeze, make everything seem extremely peaceful.

At this moment, Mu Wan'er has already fallen asleep. Through the starlight, Zheng Ming could see Mu Wan'er's face covered in sweetness.

This Sanhuangping is where she grew up, and Mu Wan'er, who returned to Sanhuangping, is like a little girl who has found a home again.

Her joy, her joy, Zheng Ming saw it in his eyes, joy in his heart, sometimes, he felt that it was worth it to make this kind girl happy, and he came to this Vientiane Mountain.

Yellow reputation is worth 103,286!

Cyan reputation is worth six hundred and three!

As for the red reputation value, the red reputation value that appeared on Zheng Ming's reputation value table at the moment was still a dry zero.

It seems that on the huge Vientiane Mountain, there is no one who does not know martial arts. With this 100,000 yellow reputation points, Zheng Ming can draw hero cards a hundred times.

Thinking about who is who, that is, a military general, of course, Zheng Ming will never waste his precious prestige on the military general's card.

Draw a handful, Zheng Ming, who has not drawn a hero card for some days, seems to have a flame burning in his heart.

He knew that this feeling, in addition to being partly because he really hadn't drawn a hero card for a while, but also because he didn't have a life-saving character in his hand.

Yellow prestige value, draw the generals card, naturally draw one by one, but the military commander card is really not of much use to him, so Zheng Ming sighed for a moment, and decided to start drawing from the Honghuang card.

1 in 10,000 chance!(To be continued.) )