Zhang Jianrui saw that his young self also ran over, with a little bit of the mood to see the idol, that is the senior brother of Qingxuanmen, the person who has always lived in the legend.

He remembered it all, the legendary Senior Brother Fengzhang was gorgeous, and she was a little better looking than the first beauty in the cultivation realm.

But looking at his face, Zhang Jianrui's always old-fashioned and boring face trembled a little, "Senior brother, you ...... You ......"

Anyone who sees their idols being put in mythology by themselves will feel unbelievable that they will fall into this form.

But why did you get so hurt...... His face, how could it be?

The images in his mind spontaneously linked, and he followed the flow of people and stumbled to the gate, greeted not by a high-spirited demon slayer hero, but by a waste who was extremely weak and had no spiritual roots.

What is heaven and what is hell Falling from heaven to hell was a thought, but at that time his face was not ruined, and everything was not the worst.

Zhang Jianrui was just a small disciple, even if he had no spiritual root and became a waste at that time, he was still a closed disciple of the elders, and he couldn't approach it easily.

He could only bury the thoughts in his heart, and the matter of the senior brother became a taboo, and slowly no one mentioned it again.

He tried hard to inquire, but he only got a few gossips, Senior Brother Fengzhang was probably crazy and killed his master.

Zhang Jianrui argued with others for a few words, got some words of love or not, and in the end, no one mentioned him again, and a generation of Tianjiao finally drowned in the long river of memory.

In the end, even he forgot that he was such an old-fashioned person, and he once quarreled with a person.

"Big brother...... You, do you remember me? Even if Zhang Jianrui is now famous, in front of Feng Zhang, he seems to have become the clumsy child who wants to argue again.

Although Feng Zhang's face was terrifying, he still had a pair of good-looking eyes, and at this moment, a trace of doubt flashed in those good-looking eyes, and his brows were furrowed, "Who are you, who is Senior Brother, do you really know me?" ”

He looked around at the crowd and looked at the expressions on their faces without moving, and it was strange that the wrinkled old man looked at him with a touched face.

Several elders looked at each other and felt a little strange, the person who sealed it at the beginning said that as long as it awakened, it would be intact, what is going on now.

Si Jinquan took the Qing in front of him to his side, still looking unhurried, "A few elders, you might as well talk about it." ”

"Master, this, this can't be done."

"That's right, boss, this matter involves a lot."

Zhuge Xing leaned aside and said lightly, "Don't you say it?" ”

The elders looked at each other again, a little hesitant, "Xiao Xing, ......"

Zhuge Xing glanced at them, and the elders immediately changed their faces, "This matter has to start a long time ago. ”

Xian Ge was still lying on the ground protecting Meng Xuanlin, but he only felt that he was really aggrieved as the head of the house, the elder had hidden a bunch of things, the key was that he was still disobedient, and Zhuge Xing's words seemed to be a little more important than his words as the head of the house.

Qing had discovered this fact a long time ago when he was still a sword, and at this moment he glanced at Si Jinquan with some distress.

But Si Jinquan didn't seem to care about these things, he gently pressed the hand on his shoulder and then said to several elders with a cold face, "Say it." ”