Who has not been young and naïve, who has not done stupid things for love.

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The rival in love was extremely red when he saw him, the air around him seemed to be frozen, and beads of sweat slowly fell from Pei Zhenzhen's forehead.

At this moment, the medicine disciple turned over and stepped over the counter to come to him and held his right hand again.

He was so excited that he thought he was about to make a move, so he hurriedly took a step back, not wanting the other party to gradually show a friendly smile.

"My name is Chen Shi, I am a disciple of Chaoyao Peak, and all Zi Yan's admirers are my good brothers!"

Countless divine beasts were galloping in Pei Zhen's heart, and before he could react, he was pulled away by the other party, saying that he was going to a good place.

He took Chen Shi's flying sword and came to a hidden cave in the back mountain where the miscellaneous servant was located.

As soon as he entered the cave, he became excited, this cave is so secret, even the miscellaneous servants who have been living here do not know, there must be some peerless exercises or immortal treasure artifacts and the like.

The two continued to move forward, the cave was dark and lightless, and Chen Shi used a fire spell to condense his fingertips to illuminate the way ahead.

Not long after walking, there was a sound of discussion in the depths, and then the fire flickered, and about twenty young men gathered in front of him to discuss something.

When everyone saw Chen Shi coming, they immediately stopped the discussion, and shouted respectfully, "Hello alliance leader!"

"Alliance leader?" Pei Zhenzhen looked dazed, thinking to himself what kind of mysterious organization this was, and whether he would get on the thief ship.

Chen Shi raised his head and said proudly, "We are the Goddess of Love Mu Ziyan Alliance, referred to as the Purple Alliance!"

He patted Pei Zhenzhen on the shoulder and said, "Since we are here, everyone is an ally, there will be a big battle tonight, the other party is very strong, but we have the confidence to win!"

Pei Zhenzhen felt inexplicable and wanted to leave, Chen Shi looked at his wandering eyes, and said with a wicked smile, "The people here are all elites from all peaks, including Senior Brother Li, the administrator of the Library Pavilion, Senior Brother Zhao, who is responsible for distributing tasks, and Senior Brother Hu, who is in charge of the exchange of contribution points, and so on." ”

Pei Zhen really thought, "After getting acquainted with these people, don't you go sideways?" Immediately, his eyes rolled and he let out a long sigh, and stepped forward to say hello one by one.

Everyone didn't ask him about his identity, and they all replied amicably: "Those who came are brothers!"

At this moment, Chen Shi stood on a stone, raised his voice, and mobilized to everyone, "Okay! Everyone knows that our Zimeng has just been established, and we are being suppressed by those Lingyou licking dogs everywhere!"

But we will never give in, so I agreed with their leader to fight at the foot of the mountain tonight, in order to avoid serious injuries, this time both sides do not bring weapons or spells, all rely on their hands and feet and cultivation to resist, and the losing side will hand over a precious treasure. ”

After that, he took out a delicate small black wooden box from his arms, which contained a purple pill after the fight, and said highly, "This is the Transformation Pill passed on to me by the master, which can be transformed into someone else's appearance within half an hour, and cultivators below the Yuan Infant cannot recognize it." ”

He smiled evilly, "Everyone knows how practical this elixir is! It is the treasure that I bet on my opponent, and if we win, I will give it to the most heroic person in the audience." ”

Everyone was gearing up for a while, and their emotions were high.

At the designated place at the foot of the mountain, two groups of people gathered together in a menacing manner, in order to prevent the other party from holding grudges, both sides put on hoods.

Pei Zhenzhen asked in surprise with a purple hood, "Senior Brother Chen, why are there fifty or sixty people on the other side, twice as many as us!"

Chen Shi didn't know the bottom in his heart, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm afraid, what are you afraid of!" For Senior Sister Ziyan, even if there are five or six hundred people on the other side, we have to go up!"

The voice of the leader on the other side had been changed by spells, and he wore a white hood and shouted proudly: "What are you guys fighting like this? ”

Chen Shi also changed his voice, and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, if it weren't for the fact that our Purple League had just been established, there would not be as many people as you?"

Another shout, "Rush! for the sake of Senior Sister Ziyan!", and led everyone to kill each other.

Although the number was obviously inferior, no one on the purple hood side was cowardly, and everyone rolled up their sleeves and moved forward bravely.

These cultivators are not as proficient in fists and feet as mortal martial artists, and if they don't have weapons and magic weapons, they will be like hooligans in the market.

The battle situation was extremely tragic, although the momentum of the Purple Alliance was no less than that of the other party, but the disparity in numbers was too great, and the opponent quickly took the advantage with two to one.

Blood was flying everywhere on the battlefield, and there were many broken teeth on the ground.

Chen Shi curled up on the ground and was besieged by three white-hooded opponents, and saw his teammates in the same way through the enemy's legs, which was extremely miserable.

I couldn't help but cry and despair, "Is our faith trampled on like this?"

Suddenly, Pei Zhenzhen took off his clothes and held it high above his head, as if he had erected a banner for heaven. He waved his clothes and shouted, "The Purple Alliance will win!

These cultivators only focus on spell cultivation on weekdays, how can their hand-to-hand combat skills be comparable to Pei Zhenzhen, who once had no way to seek the Tao and practice external skills, naïve immortals are said to be seven inches to beat snakes, and to beat people in the face!

His physical body in the foundation building period was far stronger than others, and the vajra body technique was attached to his face without any weakness, and he slapped a white hood.

The other side panicked, and the comrades of the Purple Alliance stood up again, and followed him with all their shirts off and shirtless.

"No, it's not good, the face of the person on the other side is harder than a fist, and he can't be touched at all!"

The leader said in a panic, "Could it be that he is the iron-faced invincible of the legendary miscellaneous service, since the other party has invited such a ruthless character." ”

The situation on the battlefield was reversed in an instant, and after a while, Pei Zhenzhen had already killed the leader of the white hood.

Bang bang, the white hood leader slapped him several times in a row as if hitting the iron, and he shouted in pain, "Hero, spare my life, my name is Meng Xiang, and Pei Zhenzhen, who is in your miscellaneous office, will come to visit another day, and the treasures will also be presented with both hands, please let me go!"

Pei Zhenzhen didn't pay attention to it, snapped a big mouth, and changed his voice and roared angrily, "What Pei Zhenzhen, I don't know, I'm here to clean up your licking dogs today!"

Meng Xiang covered his mouth and asked, "We are licking dogs, what are you?"

He didn't answer, the scene of Ah Gou being whipped that day was vividly remembered, and the resentment in his heart was vented to Meng Xiang's mouth.

Pei Zhenzhen was already red-eyed, blood flew in the air with teeth, and everyone on the other side was dumbfounded and gave up resistance, even his own people felt that it was too cruel and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Meng Xiang used his last strength, took out a red stone and fainted.

At the end of the team battle, everyone in the white hoods lifted Meng Xiang and fled, and the purple hoods all threw respectful glances at Pei Zhenzhen with their naked bodies.

The victory was not easy to come by, and they shook hands and hugged one by one, leaving tears of excitement.

After Chen Shi hugged Pei Zhenzhen, he took out the black wooden box and said, "This Transformation Pill is yours, and you also deserve Meng Xiang's intermediate fire essence core!"

That night, his legend spread among the disciples of the Cangyun Sect.

There is a man with a very thick skin, who is extremely brave, and everyone calls him the iron-faced god of war.

He returned to the servants, who had fallen asleep.

Wu Zi said, "The Transformation Pill will be used later, this intermediate fire crystal nucleus is said to be able to strengthen the magic weapon, I will try it for the roast chicken." ”

After that, he broke open the chicken mouth and stuffed the crystal nucleus into it, and sure enough, the roast chicken shook and the color was much redder and brighter.