Xiong Cheng saw Xuanyuan Po's face like this, and his face was suddenly full of astonishment, presumably knowing that this trick might not work. But if he wants to give up, he can't do it! If he endures such a stain, how can he mix up in front of many noble disciples in the future?

Thinking about it, Xiong Cheng would have to fight with Xuanyuan Po with the posture of a dead fish and a broken net, and whispered to a little brother beside him: "Go and find Brother Feng!"

"Yes!" the man whispered, and silence slipped away.

Xuanyuan Po was naturally too fine to break away from him, his eyes flashed sharply from his back, and he smiled lightly: "Can you only play yin?"

Xiong Cheng didn't hear this, the almost hideous smile on his face, as if announcing that Xuanyuan Po and the others would immediately encounter great harm! Everyone could see that this guy had asked someone to go out to find a wingman, and at the same time, this wingman was not weak!

At this time, Xuanyuan Po's eyes fell on Feng Qingxue's pink little round face, after a closer look, Feng Qingxue's preferences were once completely unable to be described by the word "preference", he really had the excitement of reaching out and pinching, especially the two sheep's horn braids made of her jet-black hair, which baked her almost unmatched, and the blue lace skirt she was wearing, although not noble, was very close to her, and she was a little elf!

Such an extraordinary girl, coupled with the main force far beyond ordinary people, will grow for about ten years, and she is definitely a slender girl that is coveted by traffic masters!

However, Xuanyuan Po didn't think about this, just now Feng Qingxue had told herself about her suffering, and when she first entered the Sword Sect, she had this kind of suffering, and an audience who felt the same way would be annoyed, and he was the same, a little pity for this girl.

Although Feng Qingxue did not explain the facts accurately, Xuanyuan Po once roughly understood the evolution of the facts, and it was not hard that the girls in the girls' dormitory oppressed Feng Qingxue to do things for them with their own nobility, and then she took away all their things with forgiveness, so as to show that she was not angry? They first forced Feng Qingxue to straighten out their clothes, and then ordered him to put all the valuable things into a low-level ring, who expected that after that, because she scolded her alone, so she took the ring on her body and ran away.

Later, she was branded as a "thief", "chicken and dog thief" and other names.

What happened to the poor? Is it the poor who should suffer this kind of crime? Xuanyuan Po is also a person from a poor place, and when he heard that Feng Qingxue, whose life experience was not far from his own, had suffered like this, that fair heart burned violently!

He patted Feng Qingxue's shoulder lightly, and said softly: "Think about it! These shameful guys, leave it to me Xuanyuan Po to solve it." ”

Feng Qingxue stared at his indigo eyes with a smile, and a hint of blush appeared on her face unconsciously, "Thank you, Xuanyuan Po! Oh, by the way, I haven't told you my name yet." My name is Feng Qingxue, the spirit of the larks. ”

This was the first thing Feng Qingxue said to him in a light voice, the whispers in his ears before were like mosquitoes buzzing, and they didn't feel so good at all, this sweet voice, to him, to the people of Jiushe, wasn't it like the song of a lark?

"Think about it! We will cover you too!" Hu Sheng straightened his spine, looking like a big lover should cover the weak.

"That's right, we'll cover you too!" said the Jiusheqi family, stretching their waists.

When Xuanyuan Po saw this scene, he was very relieved and said: "Originally, everyone still has such a kind side. ”

But this scene made Xiong Cheng's face sink, and he said incomprehensibly: "When did an upper-class person like me be trained so obediently by such a pariah." ”

He said this sentence intentionally to someone on the occasion, Feng Qingxue grabbed Xuanyuan's broken arm in shame and made a grimace at the opponent.

"Untouchables, what a pariah! We are the same people, but we are from different backgrounds, and the word untouchables are so unbearable!" Xuanyuan sneered, his fair-skinned but somewhat clumsy hand blocked the present, and looked at the opponent's indistinguishable face through his fingers.

"Brother Feng is here!"

The person who was sent out by Xiong Cheng suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor, the smile on his face was close to evil, and he looked at Xuanyuan Po again, with a gloating face.

"Bamboo! Good job!"

Xiongcheng smiled happily and gave a thumbs up to the bamboo.

"Look!

Asahi looked at the hallway in astonishment. Xuanyuan Po followed his eyes, and also saw the fat boy standing a hundred years after the bamboo!

It was a boy about 1.6 meters tall, extremely fat, much older than Xuanyuan Po and them, around thirteen years old. He staggered from afar, moving his two stubby legs, and with a big round belly, like a waddling fat duck.

Xuanyuan Po could clearly see that his face was full of fat and sweating, and he seemed to have walked a long way, and sneered: "He's so tired that he chokes!"

"Bear City, why are you so anxious to come over with me?" The fat boy shook from side to side with every word he spoke.

"I want you to deal with a person, a gold dollar coin, what are you doing?" Xiong Cheng slapped the fat boy's fat arm with a non-childlike smile.

"That's Chen Typhoon from the North Courtyard!" Someone in Jiushe immediately exclaimed.

"North Courtyard?" Xuanyuan frowned slightly. It's the first day he's here, and he doesn't know that he has a north and a south courtyard.

"Boss, don't you know the North Courtyard?" Hu Sheng leaned forward and muttered: "We are the East Courtyard, and the disciples of the East Courtyard are only those with poor qualifications except for the freshmen, and the North Courtyard is one of the best players!

"Yuan Wang, Chen Typhoon?" Xuanyuan touched his chin, not frightened by the word Yuan Wang, but the name Chen Typhoon was somewhat familiar.

A fat boy who chooses a name that doesn't match his own completely, which makes people think it's funny. But he is the king of the Yuan! Who dares to laugh at a king of the Yuan! At the same time, he is also a 14-year-old king of the Yuan, and at the age of 14, he reached the level of the king of the Yuan, and his talent can be known regardless of the question!

The person at the level of the Yuan King, Xuanyuan Po is not unseen, Yun Xiaodong who met before is not a Yuan King, and he has also understood its strength with his own eyes, because the opponent's attribute is fire! When the second Yuan Zhu lit up, he felt that his limbs were burning!

It's terrifying! It's just a Yuan King, and the strength can reach this point, and you can know how powerful that attribute Immortal Venerable is!

"Chen Typhoon, Chen Jiu Lightning!"

Immediately, it was Xuanyuan Po's turn to surprise, this Chen Typhoon! If he wasn't mistaken, wouldn't it be Chen Lightning's brother?

Thinking of Chen Lightning, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Both of them are so fat, if you only listen to their names, you will mistake them for two people with thin bodies and quick behavior, but not only did the two not lose weight together, but they were as fat as pigs.

But their growth has nothing to do with eating well and dressing well, Chen Guangning is from Guao Village, and his food and clothing are not rich, and at the same time, he and Xuanyuan Po are awakened in the same day. If he remembered correctly, this Chen Lightning was still ranked first when queuing up in the Xingyuan Palace, and at the same time, he was a metallic Yuan Master, and he was born with Yuan Qi.

The two Chen brothers treated themselves well, especially when Xuanyuan Po learned that he had no attributes and no yuan, Chen lightning was the first to run up to comfort him. At the same time, when Chen Typhoon was very young, he often took him out to play, and also told him about the interspersing of Yuan Shi. I heard from the people in the village that that year's Xing Yuanzheng, this Chen Typhoon was the only one who retained the spirit of Yuan, speaking of which, Xuanyuan Po hadn't seen him for almost three years, and today he learned that Chen Typhoon was originally studying in the Xingchen Sword Sect.

"Okay! One gold dollar is enough for me to eat for half a month. Chen Fengfeng's fat body turned around, and he looked at Jiushe and the others, "Who is the person you want to deal with?"

"It's him!" Xiong Cheng smiled flatteringly, and pointed his index finger at Xuanyuan Po, "The head of Jiushe, Xuanyuan Po!"

"Xuanyuan Po?" When Xiong Cheng popped out these two words, Chen Fengfeng frowned, scratched the back of his head, and said to himself: "The feeling is somewhat familiar." ”

Seeing Chen Typhoon's face, Xuanyuan Po almost affirmed that he was Chen Typhoon of Guao Village, but he was helping to abuse him here!

"Chen!Wind!" Xuanyuan Po called out his name word by word, if it was before, he might have called him "Brother Typhoon" intimately, but the current Chen Typhoon would really help the noble disciples to come to the mausoleum to riot people! This is something he absolutely can't bear.

"You're Xuanyuan Po!" Chen Fengfeng's eyes were cold, like a cold wind passing through, "Do you know who you offended?"