The old man got up suddenly, and his figure suddenly rose up, and the tall and thin old man looked even taller.

It's not just the change in height, but also the elusive realm cultivation of the old man.

The three members of the Zhu family, including the second-generation elders of the Zhu family, were all eclipsed.

It was because of the old man's sudden rise and especially uncapped realm cultivation, and the old man's brazen attack that was not afraid of the rules of the blood-soaked street.

At the beginning, the foreign Emperor Xuan Chongtian who died was not fake, and the one thing that lingered in the hearts of the three of them was that it was possible that the old man in front of him who was only very high in cultivation was not afraid of death?

The second-generation elder of the Zhu family, cultivation is the early realm of King Xuan, an early stage of King Xuan who is difficult to make a big breakthrough, and his status in the main line of the Zhu family is not low, it can be regarded as the line of the lineage, otherwise he would not be able to get this kind of good errand that is both idle and easy and can bear a good cause and effect.

But what he saw in front of him made the second-generation elders of the Zhu family, who were used to being flattered, also lose their color, and they did not react slowly and looked at Zhu Chonglou on the side.

Zhu Chonglou was naturally not stupid, and he understood the meaning in an instant.

It is to use his identity as Thorn Mountain to communicate with the other party and plead for mercy.

The reason why the Zhu family is used instead of the nature of the Thorn Mountain, if there is trouble, it will only be the trouble of the Thorn Mountain in the end, and the Zhu family will not be involved, after all, several people are also disciples of the Thorn Mountain.

Although it is still a move to make a coat out of tiger skin, the disciples of Thorn Mountain, especially a descendant disciple, are not wrong, even if they are finally held accountable, there will only be no problem.

Second, the name of this Thorn Mountain is much louder than the Zhu family in this troubled place, and the words of the monks of Thorn Mountain are definitely much more effective than the ordinary monks of the Zhu family.

Zhu Chonglou took a step forward, his eyes first wavered, and finally his heart was resolute.

gave up the idea of saying good words, half persuading and half conceiving, and finally even apologizing, so he simply went black to the end and pulled the tiger skin of Thorn Mountain.

After all, isn't today's Zhu Chonglou the same Zhu Chonglou who was nothing before?

Today's Zhu Chonglou is not only a descendant disciple of Thorn Mountain, but also a third-generation leading disciple who is focused on cultivating and instilling key hopes in the Zhu family.

So now, let Zhu Chonglou bow his head and admit his mistake, so that it is not as simple as before.

Said: "Senior, it was true that I was below before, but I also ask my predecessors to look at the face of Thorn Mountain, and have a lot of responsibility, and below is the descendant disciple of Tianxing Peak of Thorn Mountain." ”

The tall and thin old man lowered his head, Zhu Chonglou looked at it in a condescending posture before, but now the old man did it instead, looking at the three members of the Zhu family condescendingly.

The old man whispered: "Thorn Mountain is so famous, but if you want to scare the old man to death, no wonder Wang Xiaozi was ridiculed for being a gatekeeper, even with the Tianxing Peak lineage is not as good as a year, just look at what kind of disciple he is doing, I will shoot for less than a hundred decades, and it will be difficult for Wang Janissa to even want to be a janitor." ”

Zhu Chonglou's face was gloomy, the master of the first vein of Tianxing Peak was surnamed Wang, he had not heard of the nickname of the gatekeeper, at this time, it was just that someone completely ignored Thorn Mountain, as well as their face of Tianxing Peak, and said it in front of him.

He said in a deep voice: "The cultivation of the seniors is high, but they are bullying the weak with the strong here, you might as well go to my thorn mountain gate and talk like this again." ”

"Hey boy, you think too much, and don't say this sentence is suitable for you, even in front of the nine broken tables in your Thorn Mountain, in front of those few people, you should say it, and do you kid think that you can go sideways in this troubled place? Can you be afraid of heaven and earth? Should I say that you kid is naïve or naïve?"

The old man's words could be said to have made Zhu Chonglou's anger come from it, so even the last bit of fear was not afraid at all.

"Hmph, I don't believe you dare to kill people on this blood-soaked street, don't think that you are a mountain peak realm monk and can do whatever you want, it's a big deal to give it a try. ”

The tall and thin old man laughed suddenly, his hands were behind his back, and his face was extremely patient: "Boy, if you are in a good mood today, you have to listen to two more verbose sentences, first of all, the old man is not the kind of mountain top realm you think, and even if you can't kill people on this blood-soaked street, what about the blood-soaked street? Or is your kid just a lonely man's light pole? The old man can't go to kill you first?" I'm waiting for you shrunken turtle, and ah, if you were left in the past, the old man would indeed hesitate for a while if he killed people on this blood-soaked street, but now, it is difficult for you to find that today's blood-soaked street seems to have become different, and it has never been the same. ”

So his Zhu Chonglou's mind began to sway again under the old man's words.

The old man then said: "I forgot, just this little bit of cultivation of your kid, you can only eat and wait for death for a lifetime, it is difficult to have a big profit, what can you feel." ”

So the old man's eyes crossed the first floor, and turned into several lines, falling in all directions above the blood-soaked street.

First of all, the second-ranked restaurant on Bloodsoaked Street not far from the first floor, and in an empty room on the third floor, a middle-aged burly man suddenly got up, felt the light in his eyes, and snorted softly.

There is also an open-air wine shop that is not big or small, but mostly randomly spelled together, two drinkers who are obviously drinking with their fists, in some indescribable neat posture, put down the wine bowl in their hands together, and the two of them are also laughing in unison, neatly like a person who is not divided into one or two.

In fact, not many monks who know that the two of them are on their feet, and most of them also know that this is a person who is divided into two.

An old man who was sitting in the private room behind the shop suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "Gua Wazi, you bastard is higher than my cultivation, and you still want to let Lao Tzu try to carry the sky for you? ”

There was also a beam of light in front of an old man who was sitting leisurely on a wooden bench watching the play, but his consciousness suddenly turned around and fled.