The style has not diminished in the ......

Su Qi silently vomited a big groove in his heart, although he didn't know who this big fat man who suddenly broke into front of Jianmen Mountain was, but this person was obviously very good at opening his eyes and telling nonsense, Ju Que Zi was not only sloppy and sloppy, but also unkempt, his hair was twisted in a mess, even if he was carrying his big sword that was taller than a person, he looked like a thief with eyebrows and eyes, full of obscene atmosphere.

And speaking of this fat man, he looks very surprising, and the three good Taoist people are dressed luxuriously, but in fact, they are different from being cold to people, this new fat man is obviously a guy who is pompous in appearance and exaggerated in his heart, he is extremely tall, a head taller than Juquezi, a soft flesh, and a high belly, even a woman who is pregnant in October will be ashamed of herself, the clothes on her body are made of the best fabric, judging from the aura fluctuations, there must be more than one formation drawn on it, Su Qi glanced at it roughly, and was blinded by all kinds of flashing spiritual light on his body, which was a treasure jade with all kinds of spiritual energy, hanging on his chest, on the waist, there are more than a dozen, tinkling non-stop when flying.

Chen Daoyou is still in high spirits. Ju Que Zi waved his hand, and the large array above the sword gate slowly opened an opening.

The fat man flew in, hooked shoulders with the giant quezi, just looking at the body shape, he was the size of two giant quezi, the fat man squeezed his eyebrows, "Of course the high spirits! This seat has recently been a happy event! Speaking of which, thank you very much!"

"Thank me?"

"A few days ago, didn't a little doll in your door sell a sword quote in Zhongzhou?" The fat man looked around curiously, "It just happened that my unsuccessful junior brother bought it, and this seat took hundreds of disciples to the gate of Huangting Mountain to dance the sword for seven or eight days, and the angry group of bulls didn't dare to go down the mountain for half a month, and finally came out of the evil breath that had been held in Lao Tzu's heart for decades! Alas, it's a pity, this time I'm here to fight, and I don't have a chance to let Brother Mu take a look! That posture and appearance, especially for a mortal woman, that dancing is simply ......"

The fat man's voice stopped abruptly, and the two big eyes on his chubby face stared roundly, and then disappeared in place with a swish, and the next moment it had appeared on the Flame Peak.

"This seat is the head of Changliu Mountain," the fat man stood in front of Jiang Li, who was at a loss, his back was straight, and he didn't know when he had a sword on his back, looking very imposing, "I don't know what to call this beauty?"

Jiang Li looked at him blankly, not knowing what to do for a while.

"My Changliu Mountain is a first-class kendo sect in Zhongzhou, and I can beat any second-class sect like Huangting Mountain casually, and now I am short of disciples in the mountain," the fat man rubbed his hands and asked very sincerely, "This seat is surprised to see your bones, your talent is excellent, I am going to take you up the mountain to accept you as a personal disciple, there are all kinds of exercises and pills!

Jiang Li blinked.

A sword flew from behind her, and an angry voice rang out, "Where did you get the lewd stick?

Zhao Riyue trotted out of the main hall away from the fire peak, pulled Jiang Li over, and hid behind him.

The fat man stretched out a finger and pressed Zhao Riyue's flying sword, casually with a little hand, the flying sword flew back upside down, the fat man glanced at Zhao Riyue, and instantly rushed over again, "Hey, hey, this little sister, I see that you are also surprised, you are definitely a good seedling for sword practice, why don't you just follow me up the mountain......?"

Zhao Riyue exclaimed, holding the flying sword in his hand, and a green dragon sword trick was thrown out casually, but the fat man didn't dodge or dodge, as if he didn't realize it at all, and before the green dragon could get close to his body, it broke inch by inch and disappeared into the air.

"Ahem," Ju Quezi flew in front of Zhao Riyue and stopped the fat man, he coughed lightly, "Chen Daoyou, this is my disciple." ”

"Alas," the fat man was just pretending, and he was also pretending to be sad at this time, "How come the good-looking little girls in the world have masters, pity me for staying in the mountains, why don't there be a few delicate and lovely female disciples?"

"Senior brother...... I'm really sorry for you, my good-looking female disciple who is not good-looking in Changliushan. ”

A sword cultivator dressed in a long shirt spoke in a bad tone behind him, this sword cultivator was dressed plainly, in stark contrast to the fat man, and there was a little boy standing next to him, holding a sword in his hand, a little shy, and he was embarrassed to peek at Zhao Riyue and Jiang Li.

"Yo, my junior brother is here. The fat man said hello in a very hostly manner.

"Senior brother......" Zhao Yunqing said helplessly, "You are the boss...... How can you leave behind the army behind you?"

"Didn't you throw it away?"

"Then I'm not here to chase you?"

"You mean to blame me?"

"It's your fault, okay?" Zhao Yunqing felt that his veins were pounding, since he bought back the sword introduction words for the sect, this head of his own family has become more and more unreliable, although it is very cool to block the sword dance of the mountain gate of Huangting Mountain, but this fat man actually took advantage of the fact that the elders went to retreat to familiarize themselves with the sword introduction words, and began to take concubines, and pushed a bunch of sect affairs to himself, and made it look like I am cultivating you, Zhao Yunqing's anger has become more and more strong recently.

At this moment, he also threw down the army and ran to collect some female disciples!

The more Zhao Yunqing thought about it, the more angry he became, he covered his chest with one hand and stretched out his hand with the other, "Medicine!"

Chang Xiaoliu was already very experienced in this, he quickly held the sword with one hand, and with the other hand took out a bottle of pill from the pocket on his chest, opened the lid with one hand, and took out a pill and put it in the palm of his master's hand.

Zhao Yunqing swallowed it in one gulp, and his expression improved a lot.

He touched Chang Xiaoliu's head, he was still an apprentice and reliable, he turned his head very gratefully, but saw the fat man hooking the shoulders of Juquezi with one hand, leaning next to the two little girls, and whispering, "You don't know, my junior brother, everything is good, but when I was young, I overindulged in my body, and I had to take medicine from time to time......"

"Boss Chen!" Zhao Yunqing couldn't help but draw his sword.

"Zhao Xiaosi, what are you shouting!" The fat man turned his head and glared at him, "It's rude! This is in someone's sect, isn't it so rude to make others suspect that I don't know the rules? Why don't you retreat quickly?"

Zhao Yunqing gritted his teeth.

At this time, Su Qi also flew over, and when he saw Zhao Yunqing and Chang Xiaoliu from a distance, he knew what the identity of the fat man was, he landed beside Zhao Yunqing and said hello, "I've seen Senior Zhao." ”