"Buy and leave, buy and leave!"

Stepping into the "gambling stone field", Zhang Yang frowned slightly, and his eyes were casinos, which were more than secular tricks.

Two black-clothed men who had no exercises on their bodies walked towards Zhang Yang at the same time.

In the corner, a figure shrouded in a cloak got up and walked in front of Zhang Yang: "Friend, you look very raw?" I don't know what I'm doing with 'Xiaoyujing'? ”

Zhang Yang frowned and looked around at the gamblers with red eyes in the circle, and said, "I heard that there is a master here, come and meet." If you don't welcome it, I'll leave. ”

"Hehe, it's not that I can't believe it. If you want to enter our 'Xiaoyujing', you have to be introduced by regular customers. Or you tell me, which one of the inner doors leaked the wind for you, and we will also let you practice. In the cloak, a face that had been burned by fire was revealed, not only the face was burned by the fire, but a scar extended from the right forehead to the root of the left ear, looking at Zhang Yang for 1 second without answering, the black-robed man put the cloak back on, and said lightly: "Six, seven, this rare passenger has an unknown number of routes, withdraw, boycott!" ”

Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed slowly, his lips pursed, and then he turned around and left quickly.

"What! Strike? Which little rabbit cub who doesn't have long eyes breaks into the city privately, it's a bad game for me! ”

"Master, I picked the skin of that rabbit cub!"

Shouting and scolding came from behind him.

Zhang Yang frowned and looked at the seven or eight monks with a dark and deep aura who walked out of the entrance, and began to wander around, knowing that they had stabbed the hornet's nest, and after a while of thinking, they quickly left.

Lying on the bed in the residence, Zhang Yang was still thinking about the previous matter, and said to himself: "It seems that there is a wide range of involvement, and it is so careful, although the Donghua Sword Sect is the third cultivator, the dark side behind it is quite dark." I don't know if the sect masters know it, if they don't know, and because of this, they should be able to pull hatred and find enough opponents to complete the novice task. ”

After pondering for a while, Zhang Yang sat up: "The monk is going against the sky, if he retreats here, how can he go against the sky in the future?" ”

Jumping out of bed, Zhang Yang changed his clothes and left the residence.

As soon as he left his residence, he was confronted by a monk wrapped in a white robe, wearing a hat and carrying a sword case.

The moment he passed by, a voice came into Zhang Yang's ears.

"You almost ruined our big deal."

Zhang Yang paused, walked away and turned around to see that the figure of the white-robed man flashed from the bushes and slowly disappeared.

Leading all the way, Zhang Yang finally caught up with the white-robed man near Linzhong Town.

"What can be listened to and seen at any time with spiritual awareness is a play on the stage. The play should naturally be clean. And the audience doesn't care if it's dirty or not, and they act by unscrupulous means. Little brother, I invite you as a disciple of the Hidden Sect of the Donghua Sword Sect to join us, what do you think? In a tree house, the white-robed man took out a wine bowl, placed it in front of Zhang Yang, poured it full, and looked at it waiting for Zhang Yang's answer.

"I don't think I have any other choice." Zhang Yang looked at the wine bowl in front of him, speechless for a while, just now the white-robed man popularized the matter of Bazhang's heart, and also informed him that the outer gate and inner door of the Donghua Sword Sect are just a stage set up at random, and the disciples inside are all exposed to the eyes of the high-level monks, and the real strength of the Donghua Sword Sect is left in a group of hidden disciples who wander on the edge of darkness and act unscrupulously. The Five Demon Cultivation Sects are fighting at any time.

After explaining this, the white-robed man sent an invitation to Zhang Yang to enter the hidden door.

These are all secrets, Zhang Yang has not even obtained the exercises of this sect now, even if he has all the power of the recycling system, he does not dare to refuse rashly.

"Whether or not to accept the hidden door depends on the individual, and the hidden door does not accept disciples who are unwilling to enter the hidden door." The white-robed man said lightly: "If you want to refuse, you can say it, and you will never force it." ”

The white-robed mouth said that it was high-sounding, but his right hand slowly stretched out behind his back, and took out a black magic sword with a dark body and a coating to prevent reflection from the sword box, and looked at Zhang Yang with malicious intent, waiting for him to refuse.

That way it's clear.

Either join the Hidden Door or die.

"You're all like this, and you're talking a piece of!" Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, reluctantly picked up the wine bowl, drank it dry, and grinned: "Okay, I volunteered to join the Hidden Gate." And then what. ”

"I told you earlier." The white-robed man smiled slightly: "The plays on the stage are shown to others, so they are all clean and immaculate." And I'm hidden and unscrupulous? ”

Suddenly, a poisonous gas rose from Zhang Yang's lower abdomen, Zhang Yang's eyes were round, and he pinched his neck: "You, you actually poisoned!" ”

"Yes, the antidote to this poison is in my hands, and if you can't teach me satisfactorily within three hours, you know the result." The white-robed man said coldly.

Zhang Yang said in a deep voice: "What do you want?" ”

"Get you dirty." The white-robed man took off his cloak and revealed his true face, and his voice changed: "Hidden disciple, which one is not full of blood." ”

"Meng Yao?" Zhang Yang was surprised: "How could it be you?" ”

"Shut up! I'm not Ji Mengyao! The white-robed man glared at Zhang Yang, regained his indifferent expression, took out a spar, looked at Zhang Yang and sneered: "Everything recorded by this lingering stone will be your unclean handle, so that you can be a safe disciple of the Hidden Sect." ”

"Take this photo stone and kill Ji Mengyao." The white-robed man looked at Zhang Yang coldly and said lightly: "In this way, I can ...... as her"

Zhang Yang rolled her eyes, and at the same time, a god-level antidote pill was put into her mouth, and a forbidden talisman was cast, banning her.

"Hidden Demon Sect?" Untying the robe of the white-robed man, Zhang Yang took a sign from her waist, looked at the brand, put it back again, pinched his chin and poked out a hand, groping on her face.

The fire from the eyes of the white-robed female cultivator who was born the same as Ji Mengyao and Ji Mengxian could burn Zhang Yang to ashes, but Zhang Yang withdrew his hand and said suspiciously: "Isn't it a mask?" Are you really the same as Meng Yao? I can't fix it, I can't fix it! ”

Tears of hatred flowed from the white-robed nun in hatred.

"So, the 'Xiao Yujing' just now was the handiwork of your Hidden Demon Sect?" Zhang Yang put his hands together, and a princess hugged the white-robed female cultivator: "Great merit!" Leave it to the master fairy to dispose of! ”

Holding the white-robed man all the way, Zhang Yang's expression gradually became strange.

"Wow, that's bold!"

"Show affection, die fast!"

"Ancestor, quickly send a thunderbolt to kill these bastards!"

"Hey, look over there, Zhang Yang ignored the defense of men and women, and openly ran wildly with Ji Mengyao in his arms."

"In my opinion, there should be something strange about this."

Zhang Yang was followed by a large group of people, his eyes burning with the soul of raging gossip.

Finally holding the female cultivator of the Hidden Demon Sect to Mu Yunluo's house, Yan Rumeng covered his mouth, and Luo Wei's eyes widened in shock.

"Zhang Yang, who are you?" "Senior brother?"

The two of them had question marks on their faces.

"It's too late to explain, long story short, this is not Meng Yao——!" Zhang Yang screamed miserably and rushed into Mu Yunluo's residence at a faster speed.

Mu Yunluo was slightly closing his eyes to do the exercises, and when he saw Zhang Yang, his brows furrowed, and then he looked at what Zhang Yang did, and his face turned dark: "Zhang Yang, what do the regulations of this sect say?" ”

"No, fairy!" Zhang Yangdan was in pain, and his hand reached into the female nun's robe in his arms.

"Huh?" A cold light flashed in Twilight Yunluo's eyes: "You dare to be presumptuous!" ”

Zhang Yang only had time to lift the sign of the Hidden Demon Sect before he was directly pushed through the wall by the neck, and was slammed on the ground outside the residence by Duyun Luo: "Kill you, you unTaoist grandson!" ”

Zhang Yang's eyes were round, his tongue was sticking out, his face was red, his face was blue, and he was only a little short of hanging up.

"Huh? Hidden Demon Sect? Twilight finally saw the waist card.

The hand on his neck was released, and Zhang Yang lay on the ground and coughed loudly, breathing hard.

"It's worthy of being a fairy of Yunluo, a good lesson! This kind of person should be killed! ”

"Humph! Relieve gas! When I Donghua Sword Sect is a place! ”

In the distance, a group of melon-eating disciples who didn't know the truth were talking there as if they were relieved of their hatred.

Zhang Yang really had a similar mood as Yan Xiu at this time.

I can't wait to kill all these melon-eating disciples!

"Ahem! No wonder no one does things. If the consequences of doing things are criticized, what is the use of doing it! Zhang Yang struggled to get up, turned his head, and walked away, his physique quickly expanded, and his eyes flashed with a penetrating red light: "What do you know!" ”

"Zhang Yang, stop!" Dusk Yunluo flashed and said quickly: "The female cultivator captured by Zhang Yang is the first in the outer gate of the Hidden Demon Sect in this generation, the Witch with a Thousand Faces, and I will pass on this matter to the sect master later, and return Zhang Yang's innocence." Don't wait for any more arguing! ”

The anger in Zhang Yang's heart calmed down a little, returned to his normal body shape, turned around and saluted: "Yes!" Obey the orders of the ancestors! ”

Behind him, the disciples who eat melons do birds and beasts.

"Zhang Yang, you come with me." Twilight waved to Zhang Yang.

"Yes, Master Ancestor Fairy, the disciple still has something important to say!" Zhang Yang thought of "Xiao Yujing" and hurriedly said.