The young man looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a long figure, dressed in a rather luxurious brocade robe, and walked towards the gentle autumn breeze.

The lines on the handsome face are distinct, a pair of clear eyes are as deep as a cold pool, and there is a thoughtful look between the eyebrows, which looks deep and steady. Holding a folding fan, his long hair fluttering, quite a handsome boy's taste.

"It's Senior Brother Zhao Zheng, he's here too. ”

"I heard that after Senior Brother Beichen's dantian was shattered and he couldn't cultivate, Senior Brother Zhao Zheng has become the first disciple of our Qingyun Sect. ”

"And I heard that Senior Brother Beichen and Senior Brother Zhao Zheng usually have a lot of dislikes, I wonder if Senior Brother Zhao Zheng will fall into the well and humiliate Senior Brother Beichen?"

Looking at Zhao Zheng and the others who were walking slowly, the onlookers were chattering and discussing, and the whole square was suddenly noisy.

"Zhao Zheng, why is he here? Hehe...... he is here to humiliate me?" Beichen turned his head slightly, looking at the person who came, and the corners of his mouth were flushed with bitterness.

He is now a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, and being humiliated by Wang Ze and Zhang Quan, two bastards, and he has no power to resist, not to mention Zhao Zheng, who has broken through to the first level of the Gangqi Realm and the first disciple of Qingyunmen, alas......

Zhao Zheng walked quickly, and came to the side of the three of Beichen in an instant, Wang Ze and Zhang Quan saluted respectfully, and asked with a flattering face: "Senior Brother Zhao, why are you here?"

"Hehe, why am I here? Of course I'm here to see off Senior Brother Beichen, today Senior Brother Beichen left Qingyunmen due to injury, of course I, as a junior brother, will come to see it off. Zhao Zheng turned a deaf ear to the flattery of the two and said lightly.

"Senior Brother Beichen, are you okay?" Zhao Zheng turned to Beichen, glanced at the blood stains on the ground that were about to dry up, and asked respectfully.

Zhao Zheng's words were in his ears, Beichen looked at Zhao Zheng's rather respectful appearance, and was stunned for a moment: "I ...... I'm fine, thank you Brother Zhao for your concern. ”

"Waste, do you still have the face to call Senior Brother Zhao a junior brother?" Zhang Quan suddenly scolded angrily.

"Shut up for me, did you talk to Senior Brother Beichen like that?" Zhao Zheng turned his gaze to Zhang Quan again, his eyes were full of coldness, and he scolded him angrily.

"Senior Brother Zhao Zheng......"

"You shut up for me, too. As soon as Wang Ze wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Zhao Zheng's angry shout, and immediately lowered his head and shut up obediently.

"You two bastards, let you send Senior Brother Beichen away safely, you actually dare to disobey the yang and disobey the yin, humiliate Senior Brother Beichen in public, if I don't come, do you still want to force Senior Brother Beichen to kneel?

"Senior Brother Zhao, we ...... We ......" The two of them lowered their heads and slurred, not knowing what to say.

"Hehe, you can't speak, are you? Even if the junior brothers and sisters present humiliate Senior Brother Beichen, you can't be disrespectful to Senior Brother Beichen, don't you say?" Zhao Zheng sneered, didn't wait for the two to answer, and then said: "Wang Ze, you encountered thieves when you were young, if it wasn't for Senior Brother Beichen to save you, you would have become someone else's sword ghost."

And you, Zhang Quan, went to collect elixir three years ago and was chased and killed by spirit beasts, if it weren't for Senior Brother Beichen who happened to pass by, you would have become the food in the belly of spirit beasts.

If Senior Brother Beichen hadn't given you the elixir and spirit stones, would you have the strength of the current sevenfold body quenching realm, would you be able to become an inner disciple, and would you be able to show off your martial arts in Qingyun Gate?"

"Can I ask you?" Zhao Zheng became more and more angry the more he spoke, his chest rose and fell sharply, and he continued: "Senior Brother Beichen treats you as brothers, but what about you? Have you ever thought about this? What were you doing just now? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"

"We ...... Let's ......" Zhang Quan and Wang Ze's faces were red and hot, their heads were deadly low, and they didn't know what to say. If there was a crack in the ground now, they might have gone out of their way to get into it.

Zhao Zheng angrily scolded Zhang Quan and Wang Ze, and the audience was silent, as quiet as death!

The onlookers were all dumbfounded, they couldn't believe that Senior Brother Zhao Zheng actually helped Senior Brother Beichen, scolding Zhang Quan and Wang Ze with their heads and faces, and suddenly Zhao Zheng's image was tall and majestic in the hearts of the disciples, and there were many female disciples who threw flattering eyes at Zhao Zheng and secretly sent Qiubo.

Compared with the dumbfounded eyes of the onlookers, Beichen was completely confused. He thought that Zhao Zheng came to see his jokes, after all, the relationship between the two was quite bad, and Zhao Zheng was not bad if he didn't say sarcasm, and he didn't think that he would help him at all.

Beichen only feels that he is home to Qingyunmen, which is really a great irony, when he is in the most difficult time, it will be Zhao Zheng who helps him the most.

Zhao Zheng's words of help made Beichen's cold heart feel a little warm, and also made him feel that this world is not so ruthless and gloomy!

"You two wolf-hearted bastards, don't apologize to Senior Brother Beichen soon. Zhao Zheng said coldly to Wang Ze and Zhang Quan.

Wang Ze and Zhang Quan blushed, lowered their heads, took two steps forward, and said hesitantly: "Senior Brother Beichen......"

"Forget it if you're reluctant, anyway, I have nothing to do with Qingyunmen, and I can't afford the word senior brother. Beichen looked at the two of them indifferently, the two faces that made him feel disgusting were full of reluctance, and Beichen didn't want to hear the harsh voices of the two, so he interrupted directly and said lightly.

"Senior Brother Beichen, ...... you" Zhao Zheng looked at Beichen's indifferent eyes, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Beichen.

"Zhao Zheng, I am no longer a disciple of Qingyunmen, so don't call me senior brother anymore. Although there were some conflicts between the two of us in the past, I am very grateful for your words to help you today, regardless of your past suspicions!"

After speaking, Beichen clenched his silver teeth, endured the severe pain in his chest, bowed deeply to Zhao Zheng, and then dragged his scarred body, stumbled and walked slowly outside the square, and his lonely back was fully revealed.

No one noticed that the black beads that Beichen had been holding on his chest emitted a faint light at this time.

Looking at Beichen's staggering back, Zhao Zheng's face became colder and colder, and finally a cold smile hung on his handsome face, and there was also a trace of cold in his clear eyes that was difficult to hide, and it disappeared in a flash.

"It's raining. Beichen muttered to himself.

Autumn rain is like this, it comes and goes at any time, as if it were all up to God's mood. The cloudy sky, the wisps of rain slapped on Beichen's scarred emaciated body, a gust of breeze blew, bringing a burst of coolness, shrinking his body, feeling that everything in this Qingyunmen was so cold!

Looking back at the sky, the ancient trees in the sky are still standing in the sky, the towering Qingyun Peak is still shrouded in mist, the majestic Qingyun Gate is still full of people, and the emaciated young man is still looking into the distance, but the clear eyes are no longer warm, but full of cold!

The rain is dripping, the cold wind is bleak, and the footsteps are getting farther and farther away!

..............................

In a large courtyard, overgrown with lush trees and bright fragrant flowers, there was a small pavilion in the middle of the dean, and three young men sat in the stone pavilion and talked about something.

One of them sat on a chair with a handsome face and a dignified appearance, and the other two stood respectfully in front of the handsome young man, one with a wide body and a fat head, and the other with a thin body and a bamboo pole.

"Wang Ze, Zhang Quan, your performance this time is very good, I am very satisfied. Zhao Zheng took a sip of the teacup on the stone table and smiled at the two.

"Hehe, it's all Senior Brother Zhao's plan that is flawless, playing with Beichen in the palm of his hand, I think that fool of Beichen now, he must still be grateful to Senior Brother Zhao in his heart. Wang Ze chuckled lightly and said flatteringly.

"That's it, that's it...... For a fool like Beichen, he still wants to compete with Senior Brother Bei for the position of the first disciple, which is simply a fool's dream and delusion. Zhang Quan also hurriedly agreed.

"Hahaha......" Zhao Zheng smiled heartily, and then said: "Now that I have successfully become the first disciple of Qingyun Sect, after a year, I can go to Fengyun Sect to cultivate, only there, can I become a real powerhouse and be proud of the world." ”

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhao, congratulations to Senior Brother Zhao...... Wang Ze and Zhang Quan hurriedly shouted, then bowed slightly, hugged his fists and said: "I hope Senior Brother Zhao can take care of the two of us in the future, we will definitely make cattle and horses for Senior Brother Zhao, and we will die after death." ”

"Well, don't worry, the two of you have a good ability to do things, follow me well in the future, I won't treat you badly. But if you dare to do something I don't want to see, you should know my methods, right?" Zhao Zheng said lightly.

"Don't dare, don't dare to ......" Feeling the momentum emanating from Zhao Zheng's body, the two of them shuddered at the same time, and hurriedly said respectfully.

"Senior Brother Zhao, why did you finally stop us from continuing to humiliate Beichen?" Zhang Quan asked with a little confusion.

"Hehe, although Beichen was expelled from Qingyunmen, he is the first disciple of the former past, if he drills your crotch in public, what will the disciples of Qingyunmen think? Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, if some rumors spread, the big families in this land can still rest assured that the children of the clan can join Qingyunmen?" Zhao Zheng said lightly.

"I see, Senior Brother Zhao is high. Zhang Quan said respectfully.

"The head is on the body, not just to make you look taller. Zhao Zheng said, waving his hand lightly: "You guys go down!"

Wang Ze and Zhang Quan bowed slightly, and the two left quickly.

"Lao Zhao. Watching the two leave, Zhao Zheng shouted softly to a room in the courtyard.

"Young master, what is the matter with calling the old servant?" At this moment, the door of a room opened, and an old man walked out.

The old man was about fifty years old, with a short figure, a dark complexion, and his forehead was covered with vicissitudes of wrinkles, deep and eye-catching, but his two bright eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes, and he walked without old age.

"Lao Zhao, you go and follow Beichen, I want to know where he is staying. Zhao Zheng said with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Yes, young master. The old man said lightly. Then he turned around, opened his legs, and disappeared into the courtyard in an instant.