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Just when Yu Hai was hesitating, on a hill to the east of the Rookie Valley, there were four people standing in front of him, and they were paying attention to everything that was happening in the Rookie Valley. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Feng Yang, that little guy who fights against the outer disciples, is it the king of Red Maple City?"

Murong Xiaoyao, who was dressed in a purple robe and had a ruddy face, asked without looking back, with his hands behind his back.

The peak master of his dignified Zizhu Peak, naturally he would not be bored and run to this newcomer valley to see what Wang Dong was.

It's just that three days ago, his naughty and mischievous only daughter Murong Zishan, who he regarded as the pearl of his palm, secretly ran out of Qingluo, and he just found it today and was about to take his beloved daughter back to Zizhu Peak, when he accidentally saw the change in the Valley of the Newcomers.

Feng Yang, who was dressed in a yellow robe behind him, hurriedly stepped forward, hugged his fists and bowed down, and said, "Back to the peak master, the disciple can see clearly, it is the king of Red Maple City." ”

Feng Yang accompanied Murong Xiaoyao to Red Maple City not long ago to select disciples, because he performed well in dealing with people and things, and Zizhu Peak vacated a position to do chores and errands, so he was asked by Murong Xiaoyao to go to Zizhu Peak with a word.

And this time, Murong went out to look for a daughter, so he naturally brought him with him.

Murong Xiaoyao nodded, staring at Wang Dong, who was drenched in blood but standing tall as a pine at the bottom of the valley, his eyes showed a sense of remembrance, and he sighed slowly: "How many years have passed, and Red Maple City has finally produced a decent disciple. ”

Huh?

Feng Yang on the side was shocked at the moment, and said in his heart, the peak master in front of him was kind on the surface, so that people couldn't feel anything, but in his heart he was very arrogant and domineering, and he had never heard of him praising anyone clearly.

Now he actually said that Wang Dong's kid is "like a little bit", which is obviously a great value, which shows that Wang Dong's kid has already entered the eyes of this master of the first peak, and if nothing else, the future is immeasurable.

Feng Yang was envious in his heart, hating that he was Wang Dong himself, even if he did not hesitate to focus on cultivation, but his mentality was originally extremely positive, and he told himself in a blink of an eye: each has its own cause and don't envy others, the road is to be walked by yourself, diligent, hard-working.

However, since Wang Dong has entered the eyes of the peak master, he might as well have a good relationship with him in the future, a win-win situation, hehe.

Thinking of this, Feng Yang bowed down again and said cautiously: "Peak Master, that Wang Dong is a disciple of the Forging Body Realm who has just entered the mountain gate, and he doesn't have the courage to do something extremely evil, you see......"

Feng Yang had the courage to hand over half a good sentence for Wang Dong, and immediately stopped talking, if he didn't know how to be a subordinate, he would be unhappy for himself, and what kind of person should say it to a certain extent, and he was already taking a risk when he said half a sentence.

Murong glanced at Feng Yang Yao, turned his head to look at the black-robed middle-aged man on the other side, and said indifferently: "Yan Gang, you are the chief deacon of the outer gate, and this newcomer valley is also under your jurisdiction, what do you mean?"

"The peak master can rest assured, his subordinates will find out the truth, and they will definitely deal with it impartially, and they will never dare to engage in favoritism. ”

Yan Gang, who was dressed in a black robe and had a cold face, immediately expressed his position.

Joke, I'm Yan Gang and I'm not deaf or blind, your dignified peak master has spoken, can I still pretend to be deaf and dumb?

After he clasped his fists and saluted, he shook his hand and released a flying sword, and his body shook and stepped on it.

But as soon as he was about to go down the mountain, he suddenly heard Murong Xiaoyao behind him say indifferently: "Yan Gang, the guilty will not be punished severely, and the aggrieved must be appeased, take Feng Yang with you." ”

If he does not enter the foundation building realm, before the spiritual power is transformed into mana, he will not be able to refine the imperial envoy flying sword, so if Feng Yang, a half-hanger in the qi refining realm, wants to go with him, he will naturally have Yan Gang in the middle stage of foundation building to give him a hand.

"Obey the decree of the Lord of the Peak!"

Yan Gang clenched his fists again, and when Feng Yang stepped on the flying sword, the two of them flew towards the bottom of the mountain with a sword.

On the one hand, he pondered, the guilty should not be punished severely, and the aggrieved must be appeased? What does this mean? Also, how can it be severely punished? How can it be appeased?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he secretly rejoiced, I already know the intention of the peak master, and look at my Yan Gang's methods......

Just when Yan Gang and Feng Yang had just flown down the mountain, behind Murong Xiaoyao, the purple-clothed girl who had been pouting and puffing out her mouth suddenly jumped in front of Murong Xiaoyao, hugged his arm, and said coquettishly: "Dad, they have just been out for a while, and you have caught them back, and they haven't had enough fun!"

"For three days, how did it become a mere moment in your mouth?"

Murong Yaoyao looked like a strict father who hated iron but not steel, glared at the cute and coquettish baby daughter in front of him, and shouted: "Besides, play and play, don't think about hard work, you think about playing all day long, purple shirt, when will you be really sensible?"

"Hmph, how do you know that your daughter isn't working hard to cultivate?"

The purple-clothed girl shook off Murong Yao's arm and retorted loudly with her cherry mouth.

But the next moment, a hint of smugness flashed in her bright eyes, and she grabbed Murong Xiaoyao's arm again, and said with a swaying hippie smile: "Dad, people are about to build a foundation, and there's nothing wrong with slowing down!

"You?"

Murong Xiaoyao couldn't help but be angry again, but looking at that delicate and handsome little face, the reprimand he jumped into his throat turned into a long sigh in an instant.

This girl is simply spoiled by her mother, but there is no connivance of her own, alas, take your time.

"Girl, look!"

Murong Xiaoyao raised his hand and pointed to the bottom of the mountain, and persuaded bitterly: "Purple shirt, don't mention it for the time being, just say that the king from the Red Maple City in front of you is moving."

It has been less than half a month since he entered Qingluo, and he was able to, dare to fight against an outer disciple who is a whole realm higher than him, in addition to the courage that is far beyond ordinary people, do you know how much hard work he has put in behind him, how much blood and sweat he has shed?"

"Cut, what's so great about him, if he really has the ability, he won't be beaten like that. ”

Looking at the embarrassed figure at the bottom of the valley who was covered in blood and barely able to support it with a half-truncated knife, Murong Ziyi held his father's arm and rolled his eyes disdainfully.

"Purple shirt!"

Murong gritted his teeth angrily and said angrily: "How did Dad teach you? Don't bully the young man into poverty! Don't look at this Wang Dong is just a small registered disciple now, but Dad dares to assert that if he can successfully enter the Qi Refining Realm, he will definitely be a member of my Qingluo in the future, you should really learn from others!"

"Oh, got it......"

Murong Zishan's mouth pouted and she just wanted to refute, but when she saw that Murong Xiaoyao's face was really dark, she reluctantly responded, and said secretly angrily: Hmph, little registered disciple, why will he be a member of Qingluo in the future, and I will be reprimanded by my father, Wang Dong! Let's see......

Seeing his daughter's disapproving, Murong patted his forehead weakly, alas, if you can't raise your godfather, you have to discipline her well in the future.

He glanced deeply at the newcomer valley, then pulled Murong Ziyi and turned around together, took a few steps to the edge of the cliff, and walked towards the cliff for a moment.

It can be seen with the naked eye that at the moment when Murong Xiaoyao's right foot stepped out of the edge of the cliff, a white cloud suddenly appeared on the sole of his hanging foot, supporting him and Murong Ziyi's shirt to rise slowly, and the clothes fluttered towards the Zizhu Peak in the depths of the mountains......

And at the same time as they left, at the bottom of the Valley of the Newcomers, Yu Hai, who had been hesitating, suddenly raised his head and his face changed greatly, followed by a flash of fierceness in his eyes......