A man came to Longquan Ferry.

Something strange.

The man who came was a young man with three swords on his back.

It is strange for Takefu to carry a sword, and it is even stranger for a person with three swords on his back.

After the young man walked around the stone monument of Longquan Ferry, he looked at Dongluo and the two with a clear and flat eye, and said in a cold voice: "When did you arrive?"

Dongluo and the two looked at each other, and he wondered if the young man was talking to them.

After Dongluo turned his head and looked around, he found that there was no one else near Longquan Ferry, and the young man's eyes were still staring at them.

Dongluo secretly thought that he was probably asking them.

Dongluo didn't want to answer, but in the spirit of thinking that more things are better than less, he said casually: "Just arrived." ”

The young man hummed and sat down on a meadow at the Longquan Ferry, the three long swords on his back were placed on his knees one by one, and the gentle lake breeze blew his clothes to hunt, and his long hair fluttered.

Dongluo only glanced at the young man, and then didn't pay any more attention.

Bi Jing, the disasters in the world not only come from the mouth, but also many from the eyes.

When you meet in Pingshui, you can call it a good gathering and a good dispersion. If you can't control the proportions, you will inevitably suffer a big loss.

In the next few days, some people came to Longquan Ferry, most of them were some unknown people, as for those who were called the pride of heaven in Qin Tianjian and spread the word, they did not see a few.

Presumably, they are either still on the way to come, or they have died on the way to come, and will never come.

Dongluo and Luo Le didn't know what this Longquan ferry was, but when they saw that many people were flocking here, they didn't plan to leave.

It's not that they like places with a lot of people, since everyone comes here, then there must be something attractive to exist, even if it's just a glance, a long insight.

After another period of time, Zhang Wendao and Jia Qingshi also came, and Zhao Changqing, who should have died, came with him.

When the enemy meets, he is naturally very red-eyed.

Dongluo and Luo Le stared at Zhang Wendao and the others, Zhang Wendao didn't seem to notice the malice in their eyes, and smiled and waved his hand at Dongluo and the others, which was regarded as a greeting.

Angry, the roots of Luo Le's teeth itched.

Zhao Changqing glanced at Dongluo and the two without a trace, and then followed Zhang Wendao to find a grass and sit down.

If it was before, he might still look at this young man who wanted his life with fear and disgust, and if his eyes could kill, he would not hesitate to use his eyes to torture Dongluo thousands of times.

But since he knew Zhang Wendao's true identity, his eyes on Dongluo were different.

In his opinion, no matter how much winter falls, in Zhang Wendao's eyes, he can only be an ant, and he will only be an ant.

And he, under the shroud of Zhang Wendao's divine brilliance, why should he be like an ant!

Zhao Changqing stood behind Zhang Wendao and silently looked at the dozens of people at Longquan Ferry.

Some are people who have made a name for themselves in a county and a country, but more are through unknown people, but it is undeniable that everyone who can come here is not an ordinary person.

And he, too, came here, standing on the same side as them.

Even if he came here after Zhang Wendao, he was indeed in this position.

Zhao Changqing's head was slightly raised, and his face was proud.

Zhang Wendao glanced at Zhao Changqing imperceptibly, and finally showed a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

Even if it's all ants.

The ants that crawl at his feet must be different from other ants, that is, they must be one level higher than other ants.

Zhang Wendao looked at the ripples on the lake with calm eyes, and said softly: "Zhao Changqing, is there something in your world that pays attention to beating the small, coming to the old, beating the old, coming to the old and not dying, beating the old and not dying, coming to the old and being shameless?"

Zhao Changqing sighed, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the truth, and he said bluntly: "In the world, there is such a phenomenon that is not very exquisite. ”

"Aren't you exquisite?" Zhang Wendao chuckled and said: "Actually, in my opinion, this is still very particular and necessary, if the master and family are not used to support the waist, what is it used for?"

Zhao Changqing was speechless.

Zhang Wendao closed his eyes.

Zhao Changqing and Jia Qingshi glanced at each other, and they both saw the caution in their respective eyes.

This sentence is not so much for Zhao Changqing, but for the two of them.

Jia Qingshi and Wu Fu's unique method of gathering sound into a line said: "Brother Zhao, I can know what Brother Zhang's words mean. ”

Zhao Changqing thought for a moment and then said: "Several disciples of my Netherworld Sect died in the hands of Dongluo because of their poor skills, and they are not as good as others, no wonder others. But if Dongluo is not good at his ability and dies in the hands of my Netherworld Ancestor, he is also inferior in skills, and he is no wonder others. ”

When talking to a wise person, you don't have to say everything, and you don't have to say everything.

As for how much can be comprehended, how much real intentions can be figured out, it depends on whether the person listening is smart enough.

Jia Qingshi thought about it for a while, and then understood the intention, and couldn't help but say: "Brother Zhang is really a particular person!"

Zhao Changqing has said this, if Jia Qingshi still doesn't understand, then he is not qualified to beat the younger generation of Jinling County.

Bi Jing can't solve many things with his fists, and he has to rely on his flexible brain.

Jia Qingshi rubbed his fists lightly, and his eyes calmly fell on the surface of the lake under the breeze.

I secretly said in my heart, if I say this, it seems that my four major families also have many people who are not good at what they can do, and their skills are not as good as others, and I don't know that the ancestor of that family now has time to go on such a trip to the secret realm of Longmen.

Jia Qingshi coughed lightly, and also found a place to sit down on the grass not far from Zhang Wendao.

Quietly looked at the distant mountains and rivers, green trees and red flowers, and thought silently.

The corners of Zhang Wendao's mouth rose slightly, and he was still a smart person talking easily with a smart person.

......

Dongluo saw that most of the people had found a place to sit on the grass, and he and Luo Le also found a place to sit down.

Although I don't know what they are waiting for while sitting in this Longquandu, they are also waiting.

In the following time, a lot of people came one after another, but everyone was very silent, whether there was a grudge or not, there were a lot of peace here, there were some small frictions, but everyone was very restrained and did not fight.

Of course, this Ansheng did not last long, and the arrival of a little fat man easily broke this Ansheng.

Dongluo looked at the little fat man who came all the way with a smile on his face.

The little fat man laughed and rushed over from the far hillside like a mountain of meat and gave him a bear hug.

Luo Le, who was watching the whole process, was dumbfounded, in his opinion, it was as if a black blind man rushed out of the deep mountains in the distance, and then involuntarily crashed into Dongluo's small body, knocking him into the crackling sound of his bones.

The corpse Jiao slapped Dongluo's shoulder, and said loudly: "Brother, I knew that you must be alive and well." It's not in vain that I went all the way over the mountains, fought demon beasts, and came to you across the dangerous beach......"

When the winter falls, the eyes are sunny and hot, and I just wanted to say a brother, I have worked hard for you, look at you have lost weight. But the next sentence of the corpse Jiao made him hold back this sentence stiffly.

Corpse Jiao gasped and continued, "Come to you and get my things back." ”

Dongluo's smile stopped on his face, and black lines appeared on his forehead.

Luo Le laughed on the sidelines.

Corpse Jiao raised his eyebrows, stretched out his fat hand to wipe his clothes, looked at Luo Le and said sincerely: "Presumably this is my brother and sister! Hello, my name is Corpse Jiao, and I am the half-brother of my brother who just recognized him in the secret realm of Longmen." ”

Luo Le's smile froze, and she looked at the outstretched hand of the corpse Jiao with a dark face, she really wanted to kick this dead fat man who was talking nonsense. But after thinking about it, it seemed that she should have flown out upside down first, so she had to do it.

Luo Le snorted coldly, turned his back and walked towards the lake, ignoring the two of them.

Corpse Jiao withdrew his outstretched hand and scratched his head a little embarrassed, "This brother and sister are still a violent temper, what's the matter?"

Dongluo hurriedly pulled the corpse Jiao aside, he was really a little afraid of the corpse Jiao, an ally who had been temporarily formed in the Mo Family Academy.

After some explanations and exchanging some useful information with each other, Dongluo and Corpse Jiao formed an alliance again, Bi Jing had gathered more than a hundred people around Longquandu, and it seemed that all of them were ruthless characters, of course, they couldn't come here if they weren't ruthless.

As for all the gains in the Mo family's secret treasure, they planned to wait until they got out of the Dragon Gate Secret Realm. There are many people here, and it is inevitable that some people will have bad thoughts.

It's not that they can't beat them, it's just that it's still the same sentence, more is better than less.

After the corpse Jiao came, Dongluo and the two stopped sitting on the grass. The three of them sat on the recliner and lay side by side by the lake, Dongluo took out a bottle of stone milk and threw it to the corpse Jiao, drinking stone milk while looking at the lake and mountains, and chatting about Longquandu.

Some of the cultivators sitting cross-legged on the grass glanced at the three of them with disdain, and when the cultivators practiced, they should pay attention to the word bitterness, so that they could achieve positive results, and when they saw the three of them, they did not suffer a single hardship, and patronized and greedy for pleasure, completely unaware of how much benefit the word bitterness would be to the cultivators.

Of course, they just have some disdain in their eyes, but they are actually a little envious in their hearts.

Bi Jing, if you can be happy and healthy, who wants to be displaced. If they can enjoy themselves freely, who is willing to suffer and suffer?

Some cultivators who couldn't resist the temptation also took out their necessary tables and chairs from the mustard seeds to go out to hunt for treasures and visit friends, some sat by the lake to drink themselves, and some invited one or two friends to raise a glass together, sitting on the ground is waiting, sitting at the table is waiting, the same is waiting, there is no need to sit on the ground at all!

For a while, the atmosphere of Longquandu changed.

It's getting a little weird.

......

Zheng Nanfeng and his entourage arrived in the afternoon of the same day.

Next to Zheng Nanfeng stood a young man in a green shirt.

The young man in the green shirt looked calm, and the folding fan in his hand shook gently.

The young man in the green shirt snapped and closed the folding fan in his hand, pointed to Dongluo who was lying on the recliner by the lake and said, "Zheng Nanfeng, that young man is the person you said?"

Zheng Nanfeng nodded, "Not bad." I also ask Brother Chu to help me stay ...... Longmen when the time comes."

The young man in the green shirt shook his head, interrupted Zheng Nanfeng, and said in a gentle voice: "You don't have to say everything, you and I just need to know." ”

Zheng Nanfeng really stopped talking.

Ye Yingshui was a little curious about the relationship between Zheng Nanfeng and the young man in green shirts, the young man in green shirts was invited by her and Zheng Nanfeng to Chengkun District, Luoyang, but she only knew that the young man in green shirts was surnamed Chu.

As for what he was doing in the Dragon Gate Secret Realm?

But she didn't dare to underestimate this young man in green shirts at all.

Dongluo seemed to feel the gaze of Zheng Nanfeng and the others, lying on the recliner and turning his head to Zheng Nanfeng and the others, smiling and waving his hand like Zhang Wendao.

It feels pretty good.

Next, it was Zheng Nanfeng and the others who hated it

Mo Ziqing was the last to arrive.

When they arrived, the sun was setting in the west, and the moon had just risen.

Above the lake, all of a sudden, the light flickered and the smoke was vast.