A young man, leisurely sipping the tea in his hand, gently turning the tea cup in his hand, he lowered his head, so that people could not see his expression at the moment, the young man was dressed in dark blue clothes like the night sky, the dark blue seemed to drown people, only the bright snow white of the belt could ease the feeling of drowning......

All the quarrels in the hall were along him, but unfortunately the young man didn't say a word, as if he was outside the world.

"Think twice. The scorpion knelt down straight and kowtowed fiercely to a white-haired old man, "Under your leadership, Wangjin Pavilion has only regained its former prosperity, do you want to watch him fade again?" said the scorpion and pointed to the blue-shirted young man, "He is clearly a child." ”

"......" The old man was silent for a while, and finally waved his hand gently, "No need to say more. ”

is obviously a gray-haired old man, but his words have an indescribable momentum, which makes people dare not disobey!

……

The old man should be more peaceful and indifferent the older he gets, but this person is different, his old age can only make his domineering self-respecting more and more aggressive.

"Scorpion, get up. The old man raised his hand to the man kneeling on the ground and motioned for him to get up, but ...... The man called the scorpion did not move.

"If you love to kneel, kneel. The old man spat out lightly, not heavy-

- However, the scorpion suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the pavilion master seemed to be really angry!

"Hehe......" A low laugh suddenly sounded in the dull hall, which was completely out of tune with the fierce atmosphere at the moment, a woman in red twisted her waist slightly, walked to the side of the blue-shirted young man, stretched out her fingertips smeared with red dancome and picked up the young man's chin, and her beautiful face approached the young man.

The red-makeup woman's every move revealed absolute charm and charm, "What a handsome little doll...... Pavilion Master, why don't you give him to me? ”

The voice of the woman with red makeup has an indescribable charm, and the red placket makes her beautiful to the extreme.

The chin of the blue-shirted boy was quietly in the woman's hand, without the slightest intention of struggling.

The blue-shirted boy is a rare beauty, but his beauty is handsome and low, while the beauty of the woman in red is bewitching and shallow.

It seems that any man in the world is more beautiful than the woman in red in front of him...... It was a little weird, but the boy didn't think so, and he smiled softly at the woman beside him.

"Am I beautiful, am I more beautiful than you?" the young man's voice had not yet faded from immaturity, and his question made the people in the hall smile without hesitation.

The white-haired old man glared at the young man with some anger, and the young man turned his face away, as if he did not see the warning of the old man in white.

The woman in red chuckled and imprinted a kiss on the young man's face, the kiss was as light as a feather, but everyone gasped, the poisonous lady's kiss has a price, and the price is-

- Life!

"Of course it's beautiful, it's more beautiful than me. The woman in red replied to the young man, one of her hands still holding the young man's chin, and the other hand on the young man's eyebrows, and she thought that the next moment these bright eyes would never be opened, but she was wrong!

The boy didn't have anything to do, he was still alive and well, and he even asked a little provocatively, "Then do you like me?"

The blue-shirted boy smiled softly and lightly at the red-clad woman.

“……”

The woman in red was stunned, and in an instant, she regained her charm, "Of course I like it." ”

After listening to her words, the blue-shirted young man opened the hand that was lifting his chin, and the supple expression just now suddenly changed in an instant, and the young man looked at the red-makeup woman coldly, "Since you like it, then ...... Give yourself to me. ”

The laughter stopped abruptly.

……

The boy was angry, and for that sentence - "What a handsome little doll...... Pavilion Master, why don't you give him to me? ”

Therefore, he wants to treat others in the same way as others, and since he wants to send it, he will also send it to himself!

There was silence in the hall.

Another man dressed in coarse cloth, with thick eyebrows, and carrying a giant axe in both hands, broke the silence, and he roared loudly, "Pavilion Master, anyway, the underworld is not convinced, as the scorpion said, he is just a child, why should I obey him and obey him as the young master?"

The white-haired old man didn't pay any attention to the cause.

"Jing Yan, the nineteenth generation descendant of the Jing family. The old man said as he raised a jade finger to the top of his head, and for a while, everyone bent their knees to the finger, "From now on, you will take over the Wangjin Pavilion." ”

The boy hooked the corner of his lips and took the jade wrench.

Everyone gasped......

Young master?

Wangjin Pavilion, really...... Changed hands?

The giant axe man stood up angrily, lifted the giant axe in his left hand and slashed at the neck of the blue-shirted young man, her grandmother's, Lao Tzu slaughtered you here, see how you take over as the young master?

The boy dodged the first attack of the underworld unhurriedly, and the underworld was not convinced, and slashed at the young man again, but the young man also did not answer, and dodged with light skills.

However, the giant axe of the underworld is heavy but flexible, and it changes direction halfway, and the two giant axes in the left and right hands swing at the same time, sandwiching the boy in the middle, and it takes ten percent of his effort to cut off the boy at the waist!

The blue-shirted boy couldn't hide, bent down to pick up the teacup on the table, quickly opened the tea lid, and the middle fingers of his left and right hands gently dipped the water in the teacup, and crossed and bounced towards the giant axe......

……

The next moment, Hades looked at the boy in shock!

Two drops of water!

It only took him two drops of water to pierce the 190-kilogram giant axe of the Underworld!

It is impossible to do this without thirty years of internal strength, but ...... The other party was just a fifteen-year-old child, and he ...... And it did!

Without giving the Stygian a chance to be in a daze, the young man raised his jade finger, his eyes calmly swept over everyone's stunned faces, "Attack the Pavilion Master, Stygian Cause, you deserve to die...... Someone came, and took off the left protector of the Dharma to the Wangjin torture room...... Beheaded—"

No one moved, not a single person from Wangjin Pavilion moved, they didn't seem to want to obey the order, and they seemed to be still immersed in the shock of two drops of water!

Didn't anyone move? Well, I'll send you on your way myself!

Thinking about it, a trace of ruthlessness flashed between the young man's eyebrows and eyes, and his hand also pressed towards the Baihui acupoint on the head of the underworld.

This action did not avoid the eyes of the white-haired old man, and he saw that the old man flashed, and his figure immediately moved from ten zhang away to the young man's side!

The white-haired old man quickly grabbed the pair of hands that were as white as a veil but small and thin that could take away the life of the underworld at any time.

The old man chuckled and said to the blue-shirted young man, "Forget it, after all, the underworld has made a lot of contributions to the Wangjin Pavilion. ”

The young man retracted his hand and looked at the white-haired old man at eye level, "Grandpa, I am the master of Wangjin Pavilion." "Raised the sign of the master of the Pavilion-the cold jade plate finger that the old man just passed to him!

The young man said, "Grandpa, you ...... I am no longer qualified to ask about my grandson's punishment of his subordinates. ”

This kind of words were completely disrespectful to the old man, but the white-haired old man was not angry at all, but raised his head and laughed arrogantly, strode out of the pavilion with confidence, and said three good words in succession, "Good, good, good...... Haha-"

The old man's laughter faded away, and in a moment, the old man was afraid that he had disappeared thousands of miles away......

The boy finally didn't put the cause to death!

"Let's do the last thing for my grandfather. The boy said.

He stood in the main hall, took a sip of tea, and looked leisurely, "Listen, my name is Jing Yan, and I am the young master of Wangjin Pavilion." ”

Jing Yan's voice was not loud, but the words clearly reached the ears of everyone in the main hall......

It's obviously a very flat tone, but after being said by this fifteen-year-old boy, it makes people feel unprovoked...... Domineering!

Jing Yan's identity could not be changed, although there were still many people who were not convinced, but there was no positive questioning of the pavilion master, at least ...... On the surface, everyone obeys him as a young master.

The rivers and lakes have never been secrets, and in the month after Wangjin Pavilion was replaced by Jing Yan, countless sects sent congratulatory gifts, whether they were sincere or false, the purpose was nothing more than three.

First, explore the virtual and the real.

Second, let's take a look at the new young master.

Third, provoke civil strife, and the good fishermen benefit, thus replacing the position of Wangjin Pavilion in the rivers and lakes.

No, Qingyumen sent a piece of purple tide jade five days ago, this jade is painted with a red jasmine, this is the most rare warm jade in the world, it has the effect of dispelling cold and warding off evil spirits, and it is very helpful to people who are weak.

As the newly appointed Young Pavilion Master, Jing Yan naturally accepted this gift and entertained the envoy of the Qingyumen well.

However, just yesterday, Ling Yan of the Qingyu Gate presented another piece of cold ice jade, wanting to exchange it for the Purple Tide Jade, saying that their Qinglong Sect Master Murong Qing had a recurrence of cold injuries and was anxious to use the Purple Tide Jade to save his life, this is not a big deal, just change it, Wangjing Pavilion agreed without thinking about it.

However, the day after the promise, the Purple Tide Jade was stolen......

Wangjin Pavilion's treasury is heavily guarded by Yun Nu, these Yun Nu have never intervened in the internal strife of Wangjin Pavilion, and will never betray the pavilion master because of interests and gangs.

These absolutely trustworthy Yun Nu didn't find any movement on the day the Purple Tide Jade was stolen, and moreover, only the jade pendant that was not written in the Fun Pavilion was lost in the treasury, and from all kinds www.biquge.info of signs, everyone knew that it was definitely deliberately done by a person with strong martial arts!

And who is that person with strong martial arts?

It's nothing more than people who want to see the ugly people in Jinge!

And who in this world wants the fall of Jinge the most?

Nine times out of ten, people in the rivers and lakes will definitely answer - Qingyumen.

"Her grandmother's, Qingyumen's grandsons. The scorpion shouted, and a table shattered, "This is clearly a conspiracy, they want to see the Jinge make a fool of themselves." ”

The woman in red, Rong Xuan, who is also known as the first beauty of the poisonous lady in the rivers and lakes, covered her lips and chuckled, "Isn't it, big brother scorpion, a few days ago, Rong Xuan asked people to check on Murong Qing, he stayed in the Gentleman's Valley well, and it was impossible for Ben to have a recurrence of cold." ”

After listening to Rong Xuan's words, the left protector Ming Yin held the two giant axes in his hand and angrily slashed at the door beam, and suddenly, the sand and dust were all over the sky, and it seemed that the house was shaking twice, and Shen Yin yelled, "Young master, I went to cut down the Ling Yan grandson of Qingyu Gate." ”

Ever since Jing Yan pierced his giant axe with two drops of water, he had sincerely convinced the fifteen-year-old boy.

Jing Yan sat on the main chair of the pavilion, his eyes slightly closed, for a long time-

Jing Yan raised his dark blue cuffs and said lightly, "No, the underworld, Ling Yan can't move." ”

Rong Xuan covered the corners of his lips in a red shirt, and his face was charming, "Is it up to him to come here?" I can't afford to lose this face, if the young master is afraid, just point out the jade plate to me, anyway...... Rong Xuan likes it tightly. ”

Listening to Rong Xuan's coquettish and natural voice, Jing Yan's narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips raised an arc as if smiling, "Well, you want to?" Pulling the dark blue sleeve, revealing the jade wrench on his finger, Jing Yan's fingertips tapped on the table again and again, "The token of the Lord of Wangjin Pavilion is not impossible to give to you, but ...... Need to swap!"

Rong Xuan's stunning face became even more charming because of this sentence, "As long as ...... It's not a fate, what the young master is, Rong Xuan can get it!"

"Yes!" Jing Yan curled the corners of his mouth, "I want the whole Jianghu ......"

“……”

She straightened the hair on her forehead and chuckled softly, "Hehe...... Rong Xuan is just a woman, and the jade finger is still good-looking for the young master. ”

As long as you lose the face of Wangjinge, when the time comes, I will take off the silver kudzu plate finger, Rong Xuan thought in his heart.

With a smile, Jing Yan changed his face to a stern face, and said to everyone, "Whether it is the conspiracy of the Qingyu Sect or not, I always have to give the purple tide jade to the Wangjin Pavilion, I ......"

Jing Yan was interrupted by the scorpion before he could finish his words, "Grandma's, where can Lao Tzu give him a piece of purple tide jade?

Jing Yan stared at the scorpion without moving.

Being looked at like that, the scorpion had the idea of hiding, and then he scolded himself contemptuously in his heart, what are you afraid of, the other party is just a child.

Jing Yan played with her fingernails easily and naturally, and blew leisurely on her thin white fingers, her narrow phoenix eyes closed slightly, "It seems that someone likes to talk badly when I speak!"

……

A strong and inexplicable air flow through the air, and there was no sound in the hall.

They had to admit that in the face of such a fifteen-year-old teenager...... I'm really timid!

It is hard to imagine how a fifteen-year-old boy could have such a terrifying aura! and that temperament that seems to be born with a superior person!

In fact, when others interrupted him, Jing Yan didn't have much disgust. However, Wangjin Pavilion clearly stipulates that when the pavilion master speaks, no one is allowed to interrupt at will unless there are special circumstances.

What really made Jing Yan angry was that in their hearts, they didn't see themselves as the true masters of Wangjin Pavilion, otherwise the scorpion wouldn't have disregarded the rules of the pavilion so much.

Is it possible to deny all his efforts just because he is young?

Breaking into a world in the rivers and lakes has always been the goal of Jing Yan's efforts, and for this, he can endure the training methods that can almost be said to be inhumane for more than ten years.

Gently wiping the edge of the cup with his dark blue cuffs, Jing Yan raised his still somewhat immature face, breaking the suffocating atmosphere, "Scorpion, I won't let you go to the torture room today, you will give me a good copy of the rules of Wangjin Pavilion ten times." After a pause, Jing Yan's narrow phoenix eyes pierced the scorpion like ice, "Copy it and send it to me within three days, otherwise it will ......"

Jing Yan didn't say any more.

……

Rong Xuan laughed out loud, put his hand on the scorpion's shoulder, and teased, "Big brother Scorpion is so pitiful......"

"......" Under Jing Yan's gaze, the scorpion twisted its head to the side.

"What?,Scorpion, are you not convinced?" Jing Yan stepped down from the chair and stood side by side with the scorpion, fifteen-year-old Jing Yan was far less tall than the scorpion, only reaching the scorpion's ears, but it was such a young man who was short of himself and small to himself, but at this moment the scorpion felt oppressed like a mountain.

"No......" The scorpion lowered his head before he could meet Jing Yan's eyes, and he said a little hurriedly, "The scorpion admits punishment, but ...... Pavilion master, you can take me off the torture chamber and beat me ten or eight times, my hands, you can let it kill, but you let it hold a pen and write, this ...... This ......"

For a long time, the scorpion didn't say a word, and such an excuse made Rong Xuan and Hades laugh!

Indeed, it is hard to imagine what it would be like for such an irritable scorpion to hold a pen and write.

"What are you laughing at?" the scorpion blushed and yelled at his laughing accomplice, "laugh at me again." ”

After speaking, he looked at Jing Yan with some embarrassment, hoping that he could change the punishment.

In fact, no matter how different it is, a child is a child, more or less, there will always be the nature of a teenager flowing in his body, in the laughter of Rong Xuan and Shen Yin, Jing Yan also knew that it was a little too difficult for the big man to let the scorpion write, but in the mood of teasing, Jing Yan suppressed his smile and said to the scorpion sternly, "Copy twenty times, within five days." ”

"Ahh

In the scorpion's surprise, Jing Yan had already left several meters, and after hearing his change order, the laughter behind him raised a few more tones, and he could faintly hear Rong Xuan say, "Brother Scorpion, ten times has changed to twenty times, but the time has changed from three days to five days!"

Rong Xuan quipped, "Isn't this a day of loss?"

……

The scorpion seemed to be still saying something, but because the distance was too far and there was no luck, Jing Yan couldn't hear it clearly.

When the person behind him couldn't see him at all, Jing Yan laughed out loud with the breath he was holding in his stomach.

……

"Qingyumen Ling Yan?" Jing Yan said in a low voice, "I remember you." ”

In the following days, he had to find a way to find the purple tide jade, and also give a big gift to someone in a certain sect.

"Jing Pavilion Lord, I don't know if Ling Yan can take the Purple Tide Jade today, after all, my Qinglong Lord's life is on the verge of ......" Ling Yan said with a painful and unbearable expression.

Rong Xuan gave Ling Yan a fierce look on the side, fake, fake! I really want to sprinkle a bag of poisonous powder to let this person return to the west.

However, while despising Ling Yan, Rong Xuan also looked at Jing Yan with some curiosity and expectation, how would he deal with this young man? You know, this kind of thing is related to Wangjin Pavilion's reputation in the rivers and lakes.

Jing Yan smiled kindly at Ling Yan, "The Xuanwu Envoy and the Lord of the Green Dragon Sect are really affectionate. Jing Yan squinted at Ling Yan who looked anxious below, tepidly, "Now that the life of the Lord of Qinglongmen is on the verge of death, I look at Jinge and feel deeply sad, this human life is a matter of heaven, and every minute and second cannot be delayed, so ...... As early as the day when the envoy proposed to exchange the jade, Jing Yan had already ordered someone to send the purple tide jade to the Junzi Valley, thinking that it would not be long before Murong Qing would receive the warm jade, and the Xuanwu envoy did not have to worry. ”

"What?" Ling Yan was shocked, pointing at Jing Yan and said, "Impossible!"

Jing Yan's explanation was reasonable, but Ling Yan was so excited for only one reason - Ling Yan clearly knew the location of the Purple Tide Jade.

Such a shocked and excited expression was seen by everyone, and Wangjin Pavilion was even more convinced that the purple tide jade would be stolen by the Qingyu Gate!

Jing Yan is not simple, in his words, it seems that Murong Qing's whereabouts are mentioned inconsequentially, but after thinking about it carefully, this is clearly telling Ling Yan - Wangjin Pavilion has checked Murong Qing and knows that your Qinglong Sect master is good, and you will never need Purple Chao Jade.

Moreover, except for the Changmen Protector, the positions of the sects were never mentioned in the rivers and lakes, and most of them called them by name, but Jing Yan repeatedly emphasized Ling Yan's position in the Qingyumen - the Xuanwu Envoy, which was clearly secretly scolding Ling Yan for being a turtle bastard!

"Yo!" Rong Xuan swept the red veil on his shawl over Ling Yan's face, "Brother Ling Yan doesn't believe what my Pavilion Master said, don't you believe what I said about Wangjin Pavilion?" ...... bewitchingly spit out hot air on his face, "Brother Ling Yan thinks...... Didn't the purple tide jade be delivered to Murong Qingzi's hands? Or ...... Brother Ling Yan thinks that the Purple Tide Jade was not sent to the Gentleman's Valley?"

Ling Yan knew that he had lost his words, so he hurriedly bowed, "No, no, no...... Ling Yan was just grateful to the Pavilion Master for thinking so much about me, so he got carried away excitedly, please forgive me, forgive me......"

"The Xuanwu envoy is polite, this is just what Jing Yan should do, and the envoy is tired of thinking about it, if he doesn't dislike it, Jing Yan will let him send the messenger. ”

Looking at Jing Yan's dazzling blue shirt and white snow belt, at this moment, Ling Yan had to sigh in his heart - what a powerful young man! I thought that Wangjin Pavilion would change hands, and the Qingyu Sect could easily replace Wangjin Pavilion's position in the rivers and lakes and squeeze into the top ten sects, but at this moment, it seems that this matter is not as easy as imagined!

Jing Yangtian really deserves to be a generation of grandmasters, and even his grandson is so difficult!

"Thank you Jing Pavilion Master, you don't have to send each other, Ling Yan can just leave by himself. ”

When Ling Yan's figure disappeared in Wangjin Pavilion, Jing Yan put away his hospitable and welcoming smile, and the refraction in his phoenix eyes was chilling, "I heard what the turtle said!"

Although they all knew Jing Yan's intention to emphasize the Xuanwu envoy, saying the word turtle in front of everyone would still make many people laugh!

Only after looking at Jing Yan's disgusted expression will everyone remember the true age of this young master.

"The tortoise's table has fully proved that the Purple Tide Jade is in their own hands, as long as from now on, someone will keep an eye on him all the time, the Purple Tide Jade will definitely be able to appear, and Wangjin Pavilion must not suffer such a big dumb loss. ”

After a pause, Jing Yan continued, "Ling Yan, he will definitely go to confirm the location of the Purple Tide Jade!"