This kneeling can be earth-shattering, and a thousand knees.

Su Qing's thin and thin body suddenly seemed to swell, because the robes on his body were bulging, as if a wind was blowing from the back of his shoulders to the limbs and bones, and ripples were secretly born.

After the shock broke the man's legs, the clothes were pasted back on.

One kneeling and one prostrating, with three points on the ground, this is three buckles.

Then I didn't see how he exerted his strength, and with a hook of his toes, the person had pulled up straight up, and his body kept moving forward.

"Big brother!"

Seeing the tragic situation of the man's legs falling to the ground and wailing, the disciples hurriedly lifted him aside, their eyes were red, and they were about to rush again.

Shang Yunxiang's cheeks moved, and there seemed to be a chill in his eyes, it was not himself who was sitting here today, it was his master Li Cunyi, who dared to be so rebellious, if he had put it aside, he would have slapped it one by one, and killed these things that deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors.

But as if waiting for something, the old man did not have a seizure.

Just listen.

"Stop!"

This is a woman's coquettish reprimand, fierce, courageous, with its own momentum, as soon as it is spoken, it will be the first to snatch people.

There are also monkey screams.

But the first to enter was an old man with a cold face, thick eyebrows, and a black beard, wearing a black and brown short coat, as if the whole person was black, black pants, black shoes, black socks, and even the belt tightly wrapped around his waist was black, tied to a sheath, and a knife was hidden in the sheath.

Half a hundred years old is probably not old, there is a monkey squatting on his shoulder, and there seems to be a cold and murderous strand hidden all over his body, and in those eyes, the murderous spirit is full, and the old man is already behind Su Qing, and he shouted coldly:

"The old man said, from today onwards, you are no longer a disciple of the Gong family, let alone a member of the Xingyi Sect, return to the Northeast quickly, and if you are a day late, you will be abolished."

"Don't get out yet!"

As he spoke, the old man's eyes were cold, and his hand had subconsciously touched the knife in his waist.

When those people left in a hurry, they saw a beautiful woman walking in with a pair of embroidered shoes.

The woman was wearing a coat, which was a blue-and-white floral jacket and trousers, with a delicate appearance, delicate facial features, and no makeup, and glanced at Su Qing, who was bowing to her teacher, and then walked in.

Don't look at her young age, but in terms of seniority, she is a monk Yunxiang's generation, and in front of everyone, the woman actually made the left head of the Eight Immortals table.

"Hey, why is Miss Gong sitting in that position?"

The eyes of the people who were invited to watch the ceremony widened, as if they felt incredible, that position was the person who recommended the teacher, in other words, whoever sat in that position was the master who recommended Su Qing.

Is this palace family really planning to resolve the grievance?

There is such a play.

The person who came was not someone else, it was Miss Gong Jia, Gong Er.

She looked at Su Qing and said, "Dad let me tell you, Ma San's death is his own fault, the palace family doesn't blame you, the rivers and lakes are the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are justified." As for that girl, my father is a hero in every day and place in his life, and he will never do such a thing! ”

The tone was inaudible, calm and solemn.

Shang Yunxiang on the side sighed, his eyes swept coldly at all the martial arts colleagues present, maybe the person who used the secret hand was inside.

Su Qing's eyes flowed, he didn't say anything, his feet didn't stop, he knelt again, folded his hands on his chest, prostrated once, and kowtowed three times.

Second kneeling.

Three kneeling is three invitations, three worships, worship is heaven and earth, three kowtows, these three knocks take the meaning of three relatives, one parent with the same teacher, two relatives with the same door, three parents with the same door martial arts.

Standing up straight, Su Qing had already walked in front of Shang Yunxiang.

I was about to do my last kneeling.

"Wait!"

But I heard a few words that were not light or heavy.

"The surname is Su, your grudge is not clear, even if you enter the Xingyi Gate, you can't protect you!"

Looking for the sound, it was an old man of the age of sixtieth year.

The man "hey" suddenly lifted his breath, and only flicked the teacup on the table with his middle finger with his right hand, and the teacup flew towards Su Qing's head with a dripping spin, the teacup turned very fast, but the tea did not splash a drop, it was really a coincidence.

Shang Yunxiang's eyes were sharply open, his left hand was raised, his wrist turned over, his index finger was extended, and his finger stomach had circled around the rim of the cup.

"This is good tea, don't waste it in the King of Flower Boxing!"

It turned out that the one who shot was called the King of Flower Boxing.

This flower boxing is not a flower boxing embroidered legs, but one of the northern boxing, from the Qing Dynasty Yongzheng period of Gan Fengchi, don't look at the short time, but also get the magic of the inner boxing martial arts, not to be underestimated.

"The surnamed Gong wants to retreat, we have no opinion, but he wants to give up his reputation to a "sticky pole" remnant, we are the first to disagree! ”

The man was tall and straight, his shoulders were extremely broad, he turned around, his face was like vermilion paint, his nose was round and his cheeks were broad, his eyes were like eagles and falcons, and what was even more strange was that the long silver and black hair on his chin was actually knotted into a braid, like hemp rope, he was wearing a tweed coat, and he was stepping on black boots on his feet.

"Not bad!"

"That's the case, let's talk about it, the apprentices surnamed Gong were all beaten to death, and I can bear it, heh, I can't bear it. Back then, the extermination of the remnants of the "sticky pole" was the head of the old man Yin of the "Bagua Gate", and the old and young women and children did not let go, but the palace family got rich and noble, and now it is good, the palace monkey is old, but he doesn't want to think about him, these old guys, want to give his reputation to the enemy, if he goes up, can there still be good people like us? It's really old and confused. ”

Gong Er's face was cold.

"Please also ask the seniors to keep some virtue on their lips!"

"Gong Baosen, you are good, you have been a hero for a lifetime, you have understood it in one sentence, you have to put aside your grievances if you think about it, and now you want to be famous, where do you put us?"

Someone else spoke, speaking simply and directly, the man was a middle-aged man, with short hair, a thin body, wearing a purple short coat, there seemed to be no flesh on his body, his skin was smiling, his eyes were sunken, his cheeks were narrow and long, and he had five locks of long black hair on his chin.

Upstairs, Gong Baosen's sighing voice came.

"Feiyanzi, the times are different, let's stop the remnants of our old era, retreat when we should retreat, now is not the time to talk about grievances, talk about it, it's just outsiders who are cheap!"

"Outsiders? In my opinion, this kid is an outsider! ”

"What are you, I get you to talk nonsense, and a thief who walks the eaves doesn't look at his own catties!"

Suddenly, a sneer rang out.

Upstairs, the figure of the Dao is revealed.

The man had a long shirt and short hair, and an easy-going temperament, but there was a cold light in his eyes, and he actually showed a murderous intention, his eyes were bright, and he looked forward to it.

"If you want to cause strife and black sheep for your own selfish desires, you are really laughable and generous!"

"You just said that Xingyimen can't keep this kid, you can try to move him!"

The man looked like he was in the prime of life, much like a teacher.

Who is this man? Like Shang Yunxiang, he is Li Cunyi's disciple, Fu Jianqiu, and he is also one of the few remaining grandmasters in the Xingyi Sect.

This is the town yard is coming.

"Those of you here, since Senior Brother Su has entered the door, he is a member of my Xingyi Gate, if you want to take a hand, you can stand up openly, whether it is on the wheel, or alone, I will accompany the Xingyi Gate to the end, and take it all!"

"Hmph, okay, then let's talk about it today!"

Feiyanzi is the contemporary "Swallow Gate" talker, sneered and got up immediately.

The King of Flower Boxing followed, one after another, and stood up with a few scoop handles, respectively in the north "poke feet", "Yanqing", and "Three Emperors Cannon Hammer", as well as "Tongbei" and "Ditrip".

"Gong Monkey, you are not in accordance with the rules of Xingyimen in this matter, you have to retreat!"

Someone said coldly: "Fight and fight, all of them are about to become lonely ghosts, and they still have to fight!" ”

Cold, in the back kitchen, out of the person, as soon as this person appeared, someone exclaimed: "Ah? Ding Lianshan? ”

The man was expressionless and said:

"Then let's fight!"

"It's all clear now, the black sheep, what's the use of staying!"

"Fight for life and death, and win the talk!"

Just listen.

"Disciple Su Qing, I've seen Master!"

When a few people came back to their senses, they saw that Su Qing had knelt for the third time at some point, holding the sticker high, holding it above his head, sealing his mouth upward, and respecting the teacher like the sky.

By the time they looked over, Shang Yunxiang had already received the salute, and Su Qing was already serving tea.

"Senior brother, get up!"

Courtesy.

In the hall, there was tension.

Su Qing swept everyone present and said lightly:

"Okay, let's talk about it!"