Dongyao Mountain in winter has a majestic majesty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because of the existence of the Fuguang faction, Dongyao's sky is constantly crossing all kinds of light at any time, like a different kind of meteor shower.

A coquettish cheer suddenly erupted in front of the mountain gate of the Fuguang faction, startling a flock of sleeping winter birds. Then a red-glittering post was thrown into the air, sticking to the mountain barrier, so not dazzling.

At the mountain gate, there are not only disciples who go out to do training tasks, but also some demon cultivators, scattered cultivators and children of other sects. The number of people is quite large. As soon as the situation came out, a sea of people suddenly gathered.

In the center of the sea of people, a woman in apricot yellow clothes crossed her waist and shouted angrily.

Yes.

This foundation building nun is calling the formation, and she is calling the formation to the first sect of the Zhongyuan Dynasty.

People looked at the bold nun for a long time.

Take a look to the left.

Take a look at the right.

Well, if it is unusual to say that the scolding array can also be scolded very delicate and good-looking. Then this one is still very unusual.

Everyone's eyes moved to the air again, pausing for a moment on the post that still glowed red. - Chang Huan faction?! This sect seems to be very small. Even such a little-known sect has a red post?

Suddenly, the fluctuations of spiritual power in front of the mountain gate became more and more violent. It was a slight movement caused by the secret voices of the monks.

Several disciples guarding the door looked helpless. I wanted to ask the other party why he posted the red sticker, but he couldn't find an opportunity to interject anyway.

The little girl's mouth was also a little more clever.

Several disciples of the gatekeeper simply listened patiently, showing a tolerant smile on their faces and showing a good demeanor.

So in front of the huge mountain gate, only the girl's voice kept ringing.

"You Fuguang has the only half-step true immortal in Zhongyuan, so what?"

"The first case of Zhongyuan is really majestic. It's a pity that the disciples who taught him didn't know how to be polite and didn't know how to believe. ”

"Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid. Even if I die today, I will break through the mountain gate of the first sect in the Central Plains. ”

......。

Finally, the little girl said she was tired.

The disciple who was the leader breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I haven't asked this fellow Daoist why he made the Dao Red Post. Can there be a specific disciple point? ”

The little girl was stunned, "Didn't I say it?" ”

Several gatekeeper disciples suddenly had black lines, and they all showed expressions that they obviously didn't have.

The little girl took a deep breath and shouted, "Chang Huan sent to come to the next post to discuss, please help Guangfeng Qingyuan come out for a while." ”

There were more than a few disciples guarding the door, and even many people in the onlookers showed a strange look in unison.

The disciple who was the leader of the gate said, "Can this fellow Daoist explain the reason?" ”

"Convenient! What could I be inconvenient about. Feng Qingyuan dares to do it, I dare to say it. The little girl's speech did not lose her cleverness because of the previous long call, she still spoke clearly and spoke quickly, "A year ago, my Chang Huan faction set up a marriage ring for the senior sister Xia Linghan to recruit relatives, and it was clearly stated in the ring that as long as I win my senior sister, I will be able to hold the beauty and become the master of the sister."

Feng Qingyuan came to the stage and won my senior sister, but he ran away without greeting him, causing my senior sister to become a joke in the entire Stone Town.

Although the Chang Huan faction is small, it is not allowed to be played and bullied by others. ”

The crowd of onlookers became more interested in the gossip after listening to it. Although the reason for the post is not a big deal, this kind of gossip with a little peach color is still quite attractive. In particular, the protagonist of the event is very special.

"However, Senior Brother Qingyuan will only turn seven years old in three days." The disciple at the gate blinked, "Is this little fellow Daoist mistaken?" ”

The little girl's willow eyebrows were upside down, "Don't you dare to take the big Fuguang?" This kind of lie is believed by the devil. ”

The disciple at the gate smiled and said, "Fuguang is happy to accompany fellow Daoists to discuss martial arts. It's just that before that, it's better to make things clear. First, so as not to be bullied by the Chang Huan faction, and second, we can find out whose pot it is. ”

The little girl snorted, took out a folding fan and showed it to the onlookers: "This is the magic weapon that fell from the squirrel, I have already investigated it clearly, and this is indeed the old thing of Wuwei Zhenzun." ——What is the first sect of Zhongyuan, protecting villains and selling their reputation. ”

The disciple who guarded the door smiled bitterly when he saw the folding fan, "Fellow Daoist, wait." As he spoke, he sent out a summons.

"Didn't you ask this little Taoist friend for his name?"

The little girl had a stalk on her neck, "If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, you don't change your surname." ”

The disciple at the gate nodded, "Doesn't Bai Xiaodaoyou read the monk's monthly magazine on weekdays?" Or didn't you inquire about anything before you came? ”

The little girl Bai Youyan said angrily: "My senior sister never let me read miscellaneous books. - What do you mean? ”

This time, there was no need for the disciple to speak, and a voice came from the crowd of onlookers, "That gold-sprinkled folding fan is indeed an old thing of Wuwei True Venerable, but it does not belong to Senior Brother Qingyuan." I'm afraid it's Uncle One Punch who runs away after hitting the ring. ”

As soon as the words fell, the crowd burst into laughter.

Bai Youyan was stunned for a moment, and immediately crossed his waist to regain his momentum, "No matter who it is!" I, Bai Youyan, am fighting to the death today, and I want to bring him back to Chang Huan to marry my senior sister. ”

As soon as the words fell, a young man who was originally walking out of the mountain gate suddenly had a spirit, and he subconsciously wanted to pull back. It's a pity that he was stopped by the two gatekeepers on the side with a smile.

"Uncle Yiquan, this red post was attracted by you, you can't hide."

The young man who punched the one was about to cry, and said to Bai Youyan: "You are really ghostly, you." ”

Bai Youyan rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, "Even if you die today, I will take you back to marry my senior sister." ”

"Don't make a fuss!" One punch while dealing with Bai Youyan's attack, he roared aggrievedly: "Let's not talk about the ghost drawing in the ring, I don't understand the words at all, just talk about your senior sister." - You have to make sure that your senior sister is really a senior sister, and then you can kidnap someone and get married. ”

"Senior sister is senior sister, confirm what!"

The little girl, Bai Youyan, didn't hear what Yiquan was saying at all, but the people around her understood.

Oops! There's something inside!

Senior sister is not senior sister's!

Suddenly, the atmosphere of watching the gossip became even more enthusiastic.

The name of the Chang Huan faction is not well known, but this Bai Youyan has two brushes, and he is still equal to hundreds of moves with one punch.

Who is a punch?

is not only the one with the elite disciple card hanging on his waist, but also the personal disciple of Shuirou Zhenzun. His combat power is definitely the highest among the monks of the same rank.

But this little girl can actually make a draw with him. While not forgetting to show her extraordinarily clever mouth.

After a long time, the onlookers gradually began to discuss in a grand manner.

"This Chang Huan faction is very unusual."

"Truly unusual. Hundreds of years ago, Chang Huan can also be regarded as a sect with some names. When Cangwu was in turmoil, the Huan faction sent a faction to Cangwu, and the bloody battle was fought to the last person and did not retreat half a step, and the bravery and fearlessness of his disciples are written in history. ”

"It is said that when I was cleaning the battlefield, I found that a monk of the Changhuan faction still had a trace of breath, but unfortunately after being rescued, all the muscles and veins were gone. Unexpectedly, Chang Huan still has a heritage. ”

"I remembered, I heard an old man say that the eight major sects specially gave a red post for the protection of Huan. Whoever bullies Huan is bullying the eight major sects. ”

"Doesn't that also include our Fuguang? I think the junior brother of Yiquan is miserable this time. ”

"According to Shui Rou Zhenjun's temperament, that is, the senior sister is really a man, and eighty percent of them have to order Uncle Yiquan to marry."

......。

The voices of these people are getting louder and louder, and they don't care about the feeling of a punch. However, something even more desperate happened.

A deacon disciple walked out of the mountain gate, raised his voice and shouted: "Senior Brother Yiquan, Master Shui Rou ordered the disciple to pass on a message to you: You are still her disciple when you go to the Changhuan Sect, please go with Bai Xiaodaoyou with peace of mind after the fight." ”

As soon as the face of the punch collapsed, he heard the deacon disciple say again: "Senior brother, Shui Rou Master has another word. I think this sentence is more important than the one just now. ”

A punch immediately sent back, "Less nonsense, talk quickly!" ”

The deacon disciple smiled and said again: "Shui Rou Senior Ancestor said that she likes this little girl's fighting posture very much. ”

During the time when the word was transmitted with the deacon disciples, Bai Youyan's body shook, and he was very distracted and "defeated".

She patted the dirt off her body and punched her, "I lost." Come with me when this fight is over. ”

"Huh?!" One punch was a little sluggish, "You lost on purpose." ”

Bai Youyan showed a white and sweet smile, "I'm not here to smash the field, just achieve the goal." Your master has already spoken, why do you still disobey your master's orders?! ”

The crowd of onlookers immediately heard the sound of coaxing again, and someone took the fairy lock out and handed it to the little girl Bai Youyan.

Everything in front of the mountain gate was reflected on a high-pitched ice mirror at this moment.

There was a huge stone pot in front of the ice mirror, and the red, lush green and green in the pot were stirring up a seductive aroma.

"Ah, young man now."

Shui Rou Zhenjun Chu Yingluo, who was resentful in her heart by a punch, was squatting in front of the stone pot with a sauce bowl at the moment. She picked up a thin slice of meat, quickly soaked it in the pot, dipped it in the sauce and put it in her mouth. After feeling the tender and fatty taste, he sighed lightly and continued; "Isn't my apprentice stupid? Although the senior sister is not the senior sister, this junior sister is indeed the junior sister. ”

After exhaling a breath of hot air, Chu Yingluo said again: "This little girl is more like my apprentice." ”

Opposite her, Su Jinge, who was also holding a large bowl of sauce, held chopsticks and hesitated, "Really not waiting?" ”

Chu Yingluo sandwiched another piece of tofu into the pot, "I've eaten it all, I'm going to wait for you, maybe she'll come after three or five days." ”

Su Jinge immediately copied two pieces of meat into the pot, and asked while eating, "Didn't Mengli and Zhifei still talk?" ”

"Don't say it. However, in addition to not talking to each other, these two people are almost the same as normal brothers and sisters. Look at it, today is the end of your appointment, and you have to see your sister-in-law. ”

Su Jinge's forehead twitched, "May I ask what your standard of a 'normal brother and sister' is." ”

Chu Yingluo didn't answer twice, and ate happily with her head down.

The two of them ate face to face, and when they felt a little full, they saw that there was still more than half of the meat and vegetables on the small table on the side.

Su Jinge took a deep breath and poured himself a bowl of fruit wine, "I'll take a break." ”

Chu Yingluo patted her belly and put down the bowl, "Intermission." ”

A piece of snow fell in the sky, and slowly fell on the wine in Su Jin's singer, and instantly became one with the wine.

"It's snowing."

"It's snowing." A nice female voice rose somewhere in the Dongyao Mountains.

The red flame phoenix turned into a red shadow and shrank into a golden hairpin. The red-clothed nun put away the golden hairpin and landed on a boulder.

A blue light in the air also stopped, and the man with outstanding grace landed more than ten feet away from the female cultivator. Slightly embarrassed, he asked the female cultivator, "Cousin, it's been a long time. Tell me why. ”

"Bi Si Silk in Ling Rou's hand."

"Chu Yingluo said, that's what she took from me and gave it to Senior Ling's nephew."

"Oh,......。" The red-clothed nun pulled out a long voice, "The Qingyun Qin family sent some rare spirit beast meat to Jin Ge the day before yesterday. No wonder. ”

Feng Liluo suddenly became happy, "My cousin is the smartest." This is obviously a trick of Chu Yingluo's traitor, just to eat a few more bites of meat. - So let's hurry back, we must not let her succeed. ”

"But,—— you just said that I'm the same as Yingtao Zhenjun now?" The golden whip snake-like slashed through the air, making a tenacious sound. "Do you remember Ying Tao!"

The blue light flashed away in the frantic cry, and the fire phoenix took off again to chase the light away.

The snowflakes were falling slowly, slowly becoming denser.

A voice came from behind the boulder where Duan Yuxuan had landed earlier.

"Didn't the two True Venerables see us?"

"Maybe for the two True Venerables, our aura is too weak."

"How could it be. I think the two True Venerables are not in the mood to pay attention to us at all. ”

"Oh, we should go to the ceremony first. Do you still expect the two True Venerables to come and greet us? That's the True Venerable of the Gods. ”

After a long silence, someone said, "Wuwei Zhenzun is a little pitiful." ”