Jing Chong and Nie Haiyuan fled back to the bank of Qingtan in embarrassment, panting for a long time before calming their heaving chests.

After a long time, Jing Chong didn't make a sound, he stood there alone, his brows were tightly locked, his eyes were like the sea, and the depth was terrifying.

"Conspiracy, this must be a conspiracy!"

Finally, after staying for nearly a stick of incense, Jing Chong still couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, shook his palm and threw a stone into the Qingtan on the opposite side, and then said loudly in the distance angrily.

The words fell for a long time, Jing Chong didn't hear any movement behind him, so he felt that it was a miracle, and hurriedly turned his head to look behind him, only to find that Nie Haiyuan, who had no heart and lungs, had already fallen asleep, and couldn't help but hit him with fire, and he unceremoniously slapped the other party's face.

"It's thunder!"

Coldly, Nie Haiyuan woke up from his deep sleep, staring at Jing Chong with a pair of aggrieved eyes, but he had unspeakable doubts.

"Don't pretend to be confused with Lao Tzu!"

Jing Chong was extremely angry, locked the other party tightly with his eyes, and his mouth was a series of scoldings, and for a while, he sprinkled all the anger on the other party's body.

"Which tendon of your kid is wrong? You are the only one who has been wronged? You are the only one who attracts people's eyes? Doesn't Lao Tzu's heart hurt? Isn't Lao Tzu angry?"

Nie Haiyuan was really angry by Jing Chong's slap, his big eyes were rolling, and he looked angry, which really made people feel a little weak.

"You are angry, if it weren't for you kid, would Lao Tzu be reduced to the end of falling into someone else's trap?"

For the first time, the two brothers pinched their heads and pointed at each other like this, and the anger in their chests poured out, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

"Yes, it's all my fault, I'm cheap, I regret that I shouldn't have been kind at the beginning, I saved a white-eyed wolf at the foot of Wolf's Tooth Mountain, and kindly brought him to the Blood Knife Village!"

Nie Haiyuan didn't give in, and carried it towards Jing Chong with a big belly, his fat face was trembling because of extreme anger.

And his words were also extremely heavy, but when he heard Jing Chong's ears, he was suddenly speechless like cold water poured on his head.

Yes, if it weren't for Nie Haiyuan three years ago, I'm afraid that even if I was lucky enough not to die, I am afraid that I would have fallen into the rivers and lakes and be miserable, where would I be so lucky to practice martial arts? Although it is said that there have been countless hardships, but after all, it is still worth it, people often say that drinking water and thinking about the source, especially a person like him who knows reason and reason, of course, he will quickly reminisce.

"I'm sorry!"

After a long time, Jing Chong finally mustered up the courage and lowered his head and said apologetically to Nie Haiyuan beside him.

These three words weigh more than a thousand catties, especially for a person like Jing Chong who is obsessed with words, it is even more difficult to find.

originally thought that with the support of these three words, Nie Haiyuan would definitely forgive himself, but what he never expected was that the simple three words did not have the desired effect, and the other party didn't even say a word, and walked away with the flat shoulder in his hand.

Such a situation is particularly embarrassing, and the embarrassment makes people's hearts tremble.

Looking at the place again, Jing Chong's face was blue and red, his slightly pale lips trembled, he twitched for a long time and didn't make a sound, a pair of eyes quietly watched Nie Haiyuan's departing figure, he only felt that his knees were weak, his nose was sore, and his buttocks were paralyzed on the ground.

"It's all my fault, I spoke too much, it's good, even Nie Haiyuan ignores me!"

Jing Chong's self-deprecating forced smile, and then his expression was complicated to face the sky, and the taste in his heart was sometimes bitter and sometimes sour......

Besides, Nie Haiyuan, walked straight to the bottom of the mountain with a flat shoulder on his shoulder, but when he left, his heart was also very complicated, and the pain was unbearable.

But he has always been very arrogant, in fact, he is also very fragile in the dark, especially he is timid, and he is easy to panic when encountering things, so he will sometimes choose to play cheeky and scoundrel, in fact, this kind of behavior is just to prove that he is not a rice bucket.

It would be difficult for people to accept that their personality was denied just because of that.

In addition, this time it was indeed he who instigated Jing Chong to enter the backyard of the art hall, but he would never have thought that such a thing would happen in advance, so even he was a little stunned at the moment when those emergencies came.

And now that the matter has happened, and being ridiculed by Jing Chong like this has deeply touched the hidden self-esteem.

In anger, he decided to go alone to find bad luck, so as to prove to others that he Nie Haiyuan is not a rice bucket.

It was with such an idea that Nie Haiyuan would choose to leave so quickly, and his footsteps did not move, and he walked straight towards the backyard of the art hall.

Ignoring the pointing and pointing gazes around him, Nie Haiyuan walked through wantonly, he wanted to use this momentum to directly challenge the legend among the disciples of the Art Hall, Gongye Changxun.

So before that, all the momentum is essential, so he is also making full use of the heavy steps to strengthen his own courage.

Rub and rub

The sound of heavy footsteps is one step at a time, and it was originally sonorous and powerful, very rhythmic, but it changed the taste at the moment when it just entered the backyard, how could it be that it was obviously his own footsteps, but it was still mixed with a bit of disorder?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, Nie Haiyuan hurriedly raised his head and stared at it, but he didn't care about it, but he immediately stopped his continuous footsteps.

Because the figure that caught his eye was none other than the monkey Zou Cang, who had disappeared for nearly a day.

The boy was now shirtless, with only pants underneath, no shoes, fluffy hair, and a mess, but fortunately he still had a pair of guns in his hands, but even so could be seen from the untidy clothes that he must have suffered some inhuman torture.

At this time, Zou Cang also buried his head, running wildly, and a pair of feet on the floor made a knock-dong tremor sound, like a headless fly, but when he just walked to the door, he found that it was dark in front of him, and hurriedly stopped his body, but when he looked up, a smile suddenly appeared on his thin face, and even tears flowed out.

"Fatty!"

Spit out two words with difficulty, Zou Cang was already crying aggrievedly, a big head hugged and threw himself into the wide embrace, he was like a child seeing his mother, and then he found the feeling of going home.

But such an alternative picture still made Nie Haiyuan sober up in an instant, without any extra words, he quickly took the other party's hand and ran out as soon as he turned around.

Nie Haiyuan did not return directly to the miscellaneous courtyard, nor did he return to Qingtan, but turned around and went deep into it along the barren mountains and forests.

After walking for a long time in a panic, he stopped beside a pile of rubble, and both of them were panting for breath for a while, and then they ushered in Nie Haiyuan's iron-green face.

"What the hell is going on?"

Without the hippie smile of the past, Nie Haiyuan fully picked up the posture of the team leader when he was patrolling the cottage, and stared at Zou Cang angrily.

"This, alas, it's hard to put into words!"

To be honest, for Nie Haiyuan's madness, this Zou Cang was really a little stunned, so he hesitated for a moment but still took the lead in lamenting.

"Don't talk to Lao Tzu, and say directly, is it a coat?"

Nie Haiyuan seemed to have completely lost his patience, and as soon as he spoke straight to the point, he went directly to the topic, and finished speaking, but seeing that Zou Cang's face had already turned blue.

"You know all about it, am I smearing your face?"

Zou Cang glanced at Nie Haiyuan apologetically, and then asked worriedly.

"Don't talk nonsense, tell the truth!" Nie Haiyuan raised the flat pole in his hand and was about to go crazy as soon as he stepped forward, so under such a shock, Zou Cang hurriedly waved his hand to signal the other party to calm his anger and straighten his pants, so that he honestly explained the truth of the matter.

It turned out that as early as a few months ago, Zou Cang hung up a female disciple named Liu Xiaoying in the art hall, and at Zou Cang's age, it was already the golden age of love, so the dry firewood quickly collided with sparks.

At first, Zou Cang also kept an eye on it, after all, a poor sour dick like him who wants to have no looks, no status, and no strength, which one will take a fancy to him, so after some contact, he didn't care too much.

But he didn't take the initiative, but he couldn't stand the indiscriminate bombardment of other women's houses, a series of eyebrows and eyes were added, and under the great courtesy, he suddenly felt ecstatic and chaotic, and unconsciously entered the gentle countryside of others.

After more than a month of back and forth, the relationship between the two of them was quickly established, and at first, Zou Cang was afraid that Nie Haiyuan and Jing Chong would make fun of him, so he didn't explain it, but just had a private meeting with each other in secret.

After a long time, the two of them had nothing to say, nothing to talk about, but all the tricks about their own cultivation and the essence of the two-gun battle were completely revealed, and under the side of others, they also asked questions about the strength of Jing Chong and Nie Haiyuan, but because Zou Cang himself didn't know much about the strength of the two, he simply just talked nonsense and made up a lie to satisfy his own vanity.

But even so, it provides a lot of clues for others.

Once Zou Cang lost any use value, Liu Xiaoying's face suddenly changed.

Just this morning, it was clear that the date time was agreed, but at the moment when Zou Cang had just arrived at the place of the date, he was pounced on by several female disciples who were densely packed around, and it was a painful beating, and then he was falsely named, intending to flirt and plot against him.

After nearly a day of tossing, he stripped off his shirt and humiliated him in every way at this time, and then released him.

Zou Cang left, as if he was pardoned, but when he left, he didn't overhear it, all this, the initiator of his conspiracy was the daughter of Zhai Juan, but no matter what, he couldn't figure out why this ruthless girl wanted to set up such a trap for himself everywhere to drill.

There were many doubts in his heart, and after seeing Nie Haiyuan at this time, all the words were spit out, but Zou Cang could no longer hold back and cry loudly.

"I said fatty, I... I'm so wise in this life, how will I see people in the future?

As he spoke, Zou Cang threw his arms around him like a frightened bird and plunged into Nie Haiyuan's arms, a move that really frightened the other party.

One dodged to dodge the other party, and Nie Haiyuan hurriedly said with a straight face, "Damn, it's a little girl surnamed Zhai again, it seems that this afternoon's farce was also directed by her, but what did we offend her? Why do we target us miscellaneous disciples everywhere? Is it just for a joke on the way to the art hall? But she didn't hear it! Her mother is really not simple!"

Nie Haiyuan held his chin in one hand, and then kept thinking about it, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he never figured out where his side would have a holiday with it, let alone a way to retaliate.

After pacing back and forth for a long time, his brows were still furrowed and he was indignant.

But at this moment, Zou Cang's unintentional words woke up Nie Haiyuan in an instant.

"By the way, I heard them say that after three days, it will be the day of the graduation examination for all the disciples of the Conferral Hall after the three-year term, and then all the disciples will have the opportunity to come on stage to learn martial arts, so as to set the quota for entering the inner village, anyway, with the strength of the two of us, we can't enter the inner village at all, can we take this opportunity to retaliate?"

Such a proposal really lit up a skylight for Nie Haiyuan, but seeing that his eyes were fluorescent, one hand slapped his thigh fiercely, and his mouth opened even wider, and then he used enough strength to say happily, "Just do it!"