Halfway up the north peak, there was a faint scream of Yin Zuo. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Meng Ran hadn't walked in yet, and a burst of wailing came first, judging from Yin Zuo's performance when he came, it was not difficult to guess that the two had enemies, and it seemed that this enemy was not a miscellaneous servant on the North Peak.

"The two of them are just ordinary miscellaneous servants, and the enemy will not be an outer disciple, that is, a miscellaneous disciple of other peaks, who can cross the mountain peak to find trouble, although the person who comes is a miscellaneous disciple, but the identity in the miscellaneous servant must not be low. Meng Ran walked slowly, although the wailing in the distance was terrible, but it was full of energy, Meng Ran was not too worried.

The north peak is desolate, there are only a few miscellaneous disciples, and it is inevitable that they will be bullied in ordinary times, Meng Ran borrowed the other party's cave, since he promised to help them, he would not break his promise.

Soon, the figure of Yin Zuo appeared in Meng Ran's eyes.

In the dense forest ahead, withered yellow artemisia grass is all over the ground, more than half a person tall, and there are dead branches and leaves everywhere, Yin Zuo's thin figure is flexibly shuttling through the forest, followed by a young man in a miscellaneous uniform, his face full of anger.

Two figures wandered back and forth on the north peak, startling a flock of crows, several miscellaneous disciples on the north peak stood beside with worried faces, but they had scruples, and did not dare to step forward, not far from them, there were several teams of people and horses, all of them sneered, holding their heads high, although they were also wearing miscellaneous uniforms, but there were brocade threads passing through, which looked a lot more luxurious.

"Help! Chen Lang wants to kill me, senior brothers and elders, come quickly......" Yin Zuo shouted as he ran, flexible like an ape, swinging around in the mountains.

Hearing the shout, the face of the young man behind him became more and more red, he was Chen Lang in Yin Zuo's mouth, his cultivation was higher than Yin Zuo, it was the realm of the fourfold condensation, which was extremely high among the miscellaneous disciples, it stands to reason that grabbing Yin Zuo was as easy as pinching a chicken to death, but he couldn't catch up for a long time.

"It's useless for you to scream and cut your throat, no senior brother will come to your North Peak, the elders are in retreat all year round, and they won't come to this kind of place where birds don't. Chen Lang shouted angrily, and his steps were faster, but every few steps, he was tripped by the twisted vine man, and almost fell, so angry that he stepped on it so hard that he broke the whole vine man.

Just like Chen Lang said, no one else will come up to the north peak, and the quietness that Meng Ran wants is precisely because of the desolation of this place.

The formal outer disciples, the status of the identity is not much higher than that of the miscellaneous disciples, the choice is the place where the aura is full on the Feather Peak, which is more conducive to cultivation, the West Peak is good at the Chamber of Commerce, the South Peak is good at martial arts, the East Peak is good at red dust, and the main peak of the Feather Peak in the middle is even more immortal, only this North Peak, the withered vines and old trees.

"If you run again, I'll cripple all your miscellaneous disciples on the North Peak. Chen Lang roared angrily, the distance between him and Yin Zuo did not shorten, but tended to widen.

Yin Zuo shuddered, the horror on his face deepened, and just as Chen Lang was proud, there was an even more poignant wail from the front.

"Help, elders, come out...... Chen Lang wants to abolish Beifeng!"

Chen Lang's body stiffened, he almost fell, and he staggered to stand firm, and shouted: "I want to teach you a lesson, not to abolish Beifeng!"

There is no one in the north peak, but the elders' magical powers are inscrutable, the size of the sect is appropriate, and many of them can't hide it from the elders, although their own words are misinterpreted by Chen Lang, but if they reach the ears of the elders, it will be a big trouble for Chen Lang.

Yin Zuo turned a deaf ear, as if he hadn't heard it, he shouted with a frightened face, and ran while shouting, the angry Chen Lang's face was pale, and he wanted to tear his mouth apart, but he couldn't catch up.

"What are you guys still looking at there, go up together, block him for me!" Chen Lang shouted to the handymen who came with him.

They were also slightly stunned when they originally saw the joke, and after hearing Chen Lang's words, they hurriedly pounced, plus Chen Lang, a whole five miscellaneous servants chased after Yin Zuo, but they still couldn't catch up, the other party was like a slippery catfish, and they left with their hands, hating them at the root of their teeth.

Meng Ran looked at the scene in front of him, crying and laughing, he thought that Yin Zuo was in trouble and wanted to help him, but this was the case.

After chasing for a long time, Chen Lang didn't touch the corner of Yin Zuo's clothes, and even chased him several times, but Yin Zuo ran out by himself so that Chen Lang could find him.

"Enough, this is the North Peak, the stinky boy is familiar with the terrain here, we can't catch up. Chen Lang gasped and said.

The people around him looked at each other and nodded, indicating that Yin Zuo, who killed a thousand knives, was really able to run, and when he was chasing down, not only did he not catch it, but he ran down first.

"If you can't catch Yin Zuo, you will take his friend under the knife, that Song Hu has the best relationship with him, and if you break Song Hu's leg, you won't believe him. Chen Lang returned to the halfway point of the mountain and slowly walked towards Meng Ran, with a gloomy smile on his face.

Song Hu saw Chen Lang coming, his face changed slightly, and he wanted to turn around and run away, but suddenly he paused, glanced at Meng Ran silently, turned back, gritted his teeth and stood in place.

Several other miscellaneous disciples also wanted to escape, and when they saw that Song Hu did not escape, they were all surprised, and then glanced at Meng Ran beside Song Hu, and did not run away.

"Yo, why didn't you run away this time, could it be that your skin is itchy, and you want your grandfather Chen Lang to loosen your bones?" Chen Lang walked in with a sneer, and after seeing that everyone did not run away, his face was happy, and he made a look, and the handyman beside him quickly attacked and surrounded everyone.

"You deceive people too much, even if you have outer disciples to cover you, you can't be so rampant, there are inner disciples above the outer disciples, and there are deacons and elders on the heads of the inner disciples!" Song Hu said angrily.

Chen Lang patted the dust on his shoulders indifferently, and sneered: "In front of miscellaneous disciples like you, don't mention the inner disciples and elders, the outer disciples are the heavens, if my cousin wants you to die, you have to jump into the river weirdly, dare not hand over the Yuan Shi to come out, it's really boring." ”

"How many years have you other peaks occupied the North Peak Cave, and the Yuan Stone in it has been divided up by you, where did the Yuan Stone of the North Peak come from for you now?" Song Hu was full of anger, but he didn't dare to look at Chen Lang.

Meng Ran thought for a moment, it seemed that Beifeng once seemed to have a Yuan Vein, but it was decayed due to the transition and excavation, and it was the cave where he retreated, and it had been reduced to a mortal land at this moment.

"Don't be sloppy with me here, how can the Yuan vein of the North Peak be mined so easily, it must be that you worked overnight and hid all the Yuan Stones!" Chen Lang's face was calm, he walked towards Song Hu, and raised his hand to wave towards Song Hu's face.

Song Hu quickly retreated, dodged his slap, glared at Chen Lang angrily, his hands and fists clenched tightly, but he didn't dare to make a move, he hung down weakly, the other party's cultivation was four times more condensed qi, and Song Hu only had three layers of condensing qi, and Chen Lang's cousin was an outer disciple of eight layers of condensing qi, and he couldn't be offended.

"How...... Looking at your expression, do you still want to fight back?" Chen Lang sneered, took a quick step forward, and slapped up, this time Song Hu didn't have time to avoid it, and the slap fell firmly on Song Hu's face, making Song Hu's dark cheeks swollen with black and red.