As the pavilion master and the host present, how could she be like other ordinary people and immortals, because this person is unknown and is discussing behind his back.

That's too unauthentic, if you want to say it, you have to ask Zhao Zilong who he is, what he did before he was born, whether he was reincarnated as an immortal or said that he became an immortal through cultivation in the mortal world, these things must be investigated.

The words immediately changed, and said with a smile, his face was full of appreciation for the winner of the Red Pavilion Martial Arts Competition in front of him: "It is worthy of being the winner of the Red Pavilion Martial Arts Tournament this time, and even the name is completely different from other immortals, generous and decent." ”

In fact, the meaning of the words is nothing more than that, why don't you take a name like an old lady's footcloth like others, and you will wrap your tongue around the name when you pronounce it, how cool it sounds, and you are so simple five words, it seems that the last three words are still your own name.

But it is precisely because of the small number of words that all the people present remember these five words.

Chang Shan, Zhao Zilong.

Even those children read these five words out loud, "I am Changshan Zhao Zilong, who of you dares to fight with me." He looked around his peers and waited for them to come and fight him.

Yang Ying stood alone in the orchid pavilion, and also silently recited in his heart, "Engong was originally called Changshan Zhao Zilong, no wonder Chen Le called him Zilong every time, Zilong." Nodding his head, he recalled that when he first met him, he had such a straight face, and there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was incompatible with this noisy Penglai Town.

Originally, he saw a glimmer of life, but he was blocked by this indifferent look, and he couldn't reach out, obviously he could touch it with his hand in front of him, but he couldn't keep him, so he could only let him fly in the air and be a free immortal.

This time, looking at his figure standing alone in the venue, he was so tall, because Zhao Zilong at this moment was here for him to participate in the Red Pavilion Martial Arts Fight.

Thinking about it carefully, in fact, except for the first test of the little chaos, which passed through his own personal ability, the other two games seemed to have been Chen Le helping him.

In his heart, his gratitude to Chen Le was even more aggravated, and he thought that after this time, he must set up a banquet in this Red Mansion Pavilion to feast Chen Le and Zhao Zilong, and at the same time, he also strengthened his determination to practice in the future, and took Engong as the driving force for his future progress, I can't say whether I can achieve it, but with him as my goal for moving forward, I think I will still hear and improve.

When you climb the pyramid, you will look back and find that you have stood at a height that others cannot reach, and they can't do anything except look down on you.

As he was thinking about the follow-up, his brows furrowed, "Wait, he participated on my behalf, and I forgot to give him my sign." He immediately made a decision and jumped directly from the orchid pavilion, which startled the other players who were resting in the pavilion.

"Yang Ying, what are you doing?" Chen Le saw Yang Ying's whole body sinking, so frightened that he jumped up and shouted, and rushed over directly to grab Yang Ying, but unfortunately he was still a step too late, and he didn't even touch his feet.

"This guy is crazy, he has to jump if he loses the game." didn't have a good impression of Yang Ying, but added a little disgust.

In fact, what can people do if they jump, as immortals, if they are really injured in a two-story high place, then they can only prove one thing, that is, they are stupid.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong, please show your token." Meng Lianpeng gently stretched out one hand, and the other hand held the mixed pupil and read out the words spoken at the moment on his lips, the whole person's expression looked so gentle, three thousand weak water, only take one scoop, this scoop will not be taken by the pavilion master.

Zhao Zilong's facial expression finally changed, otherwise Meng Lianpeng must have thought that this Zhao Zilong was a puppet made by a master, and he would only fight and not express his feelings.

"Hmph, no matter how high your cultivation is, you still can't resist my tenderness." Meng Lianpeng is still very confident in his appearance, and after living a long time, he still understands men, because he believes that there will not be a man in this world who is not good for women.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes seemed to be looking at the ape who was begging for a banana for him, and at the moment he didn't have a banana for the ape in front of him, a big incredible thing was written on his face.

"Tokens?" Spit out two words from his mouth with difficulty, and the two muscles of his cheeks were also driven to have a slight float, this is also the first time Meng Lianpeng heard Zhao Zilong speak, the standard baritone, the trembling of his voice and countless stories, made Meng Lianpeng think about it, and his cheeks also showed the crimson of the sunset reflected in the air.

His eyes began to lose his mind a little, and he nodded his head as if he was a little nymphomaniac, and said, "Yes, token." Then he moved his hand closer to him, "Give it to me." The voice that spoke was not as hard as before, and it became so gentle, but no matter how it changed, now she, in Zhao Zilong's eyes, was a monkey who wanted to eat bananas.

Zhao Zilong looked at the lines of her palm, his head tilted slightly, and he didn't know what a token was, so he also stretched out his hand and looked at the lines of his palm.

With a crisp sound of "pop", Zhao Zilong stretched out his hand and high-fived Meng Lianpeng's palm, which made Meng Lianpeng, who was still admiring the handsome guy, directly relieved himself from the nymphomaniac and looked at him in dismay.

Then he looked at the person in front of him again, "Could it be that this person is the kind of person who is only obsessed with cultivation, resulting in congenital paralysis of the cerebellum?" That is, the kind of person who is simple-minded and has developed limbs, as the saying goes.

"The token is here, it's mine." Yang Ying directly flipped onto the venue at this moment, took the token that had entered the venue before, and waved it vigorously, so that everyone present could see it, mainly to attract Meng Lianpeng's attention.

Of course, he did.

As if his feet were keeping up with the engine, he rushed to the venue like a Scud, and a gust of wind and sand was brought to the venue by him at the same time.

Meng Lianpeng looked at the source of the voice, and saw that the handsome man in a very riotous costume before smiled like a three-year-old child, stepped on the dust, and trotted in front of Meng Lianpeng with a token.

"Token, here." Yang Ying stood firmly, calmed his excitement with a deep breath, and put the vermilion token he had used to enter the previous entrance in his palm so that Meng Lianpeng could see it clearly.

Meng Lianpeng looked at Yang Ying suspiciously, then looked at Zhao Zilong, and asked, "Do you know this person who took the token?" It seems that such a person popped up all of a sudden, Meng Lianpeng didn't believe it very much, in case he was cheating, after all, Zhao Zilong had already won the martial arts, and it was inevitable that someone would see the needle.

Zhao Zilong nodded and said, "Yes, I came with him." "Staring at Meng Lianpeng's eyes, it is so soul-seducing, if any woman who is not determined is stared at by Zhao Zilong like this, I am afraid that she will directly hit the street on the spot.

Who is called a serious man is the most handsome, not to mention that there is still a great immortal with both appearance and strength in front of him.

Yang Ying also nodded her head quickly and hurriedly, "Yes, we came together." When he said this, he had doubts in his heart, "When did I come with him, obviously only Chen Le is alone." ”

Doubts are doubts, maybe the six-grade fairyland is not very public, if you walk into this venue with them with great fanfare, I am afraid there will definitely be more trouble.

didn't say any more nonsense, stuffed the token directly into Zhao Zilong's hand, and quickly exited the venue, another backflip, but this time it was different, a cloud rushed over from the sky, it looked menacing, and directly picked up Yang Ying, who was smashing towards the ground.

Another burst of yellow sand was blown up, and the dust that rolled up was all blown on Meng Lianpeng's face, and her hairstyle was blown by the wind, and she looked like a crazy woman.

glared viciously at the direction where Yang Ying was, and hurriedly smoothed his hair with his free hand, so as not to lose face.

On this cloud, while leaving the scene, he was thinking, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this Engong was really too thoughtful, and the Six-Rank Wonderland was worthy of being the Six-Grade Wonderland, and he did things more thoroughly than they thought.

"Maybe it's some secret method to hide your aura and whereabouts." Walking back to the Orchid Pavilion, Chen Le saw his return, and rushed over with a brisk walk, putting his hands on his shoulders.

"What did you just do, you scared me, you can't be like this in the future." Chen Lehao said anxiously, although there was a bit of blame, but more of a concern.

Yang Ying's eyes narrowed, pointed to his nose, and replied with a smile: "I, I just remembered that the token had not been given to Engong, so I quickly ran over and gave him the token." ”

After speaking, Chen Le put down his hand and asked, "Token?" What token? "It's getting stranger and weirder, participating in a Red Pavilion meeting is both an admission ticket and a token, how can this pop up a token again.

Yang Ying pointed to the top and sneered, "It's the token that led us to this orchid pavilion before." ”

"So that thing is a token." Chen Le nodded as if he didn't understand, and made a contemplative look, "This heavenly court is just able to play, and one thing is multi-purpose." ”

A sudden token was stuffed into Zhao Zilong's hand, and the two of them went back again without even saying hello to each other, coming and going in a hurry.