Out of September Town, there is a road that goes deep into Longshan. The road is winding, with mountains and cool breezes along the way. Walking through ten mountains, there is a mountain gate, the boulder lies between the two mountains, and the three characters of Miaoyin Valley are simple and unpretentious. The vitality inside is churning, thousands of flowers and trees, like a fairyland on earth.

Under the door, there is a white-clothed mountain guard. The complexion is cold, the bearing is graceful, and the atmosphere is pleasant.

Qingfeng stood under the mountain gate, looked up, and was amazed to see such a ghostly work for the first time. "Here, it's far more prosperous than the sea of grass!"

"Hey, where did you come from, wild boy, get out of the way! I disturbed the guests of Miaoyin Valley, I want you to look good!" Looking at the dazzling blood-red inch green around Qingfeng's neck, a disciple dressed in white but full of anger shouted.

"I'm here for the Wonderful Sound Festival. ”

"You?" the disciple glanced at Qingfeng with a cross-eyebrow, looking very disdainful, "Get out! If you want to fish in troubled waters like this, I've seen a lot! I also pretend to be a little bit like a little bit of waste, and I don't even have the qualifications to be a servant for the guests of the grand party! Roll on, when someone else's master sees you, he won't leave and beat you!" he said, and raised his fist in his hand.

Qingfeng frowned suddenly, this guy is so arrogant and rude, at least he should listen to himself! took out the wooden card given by Yingsleeve from his arms, "I have this, send it to Yingsleeve!" She will understand. ”

The man took a few steps forward, took the wooden card and looked at it, then looked at Qingfeng carefully, especially stared at the inch-green thorn on his neck, and sneered, "Boy, it's tired and crooked! Miaoyin Valley's waist card dares to be forged? and sent it to the door yourself! You don't want to think about it, how arrogant Senior Sister Yingsleeve is, can a waste like you touch it?"

Aomine's brows furrowed even deeper, staring at the Miaoyin disciple, suppressing his anger. "I'll say it again!

"Hey, you kid! Don't you owe a fight? Now, sir, I have changed my mind, and I can't leave if you want to! Forge the Miaoyin Valley waist card, no one cares if you are killed, believe it or not!"

Looking at the arrogant and arrogant white-clothed disciple, another white-clothed Miaoyin disciple on the side also frowned slightly, and quietly persuaded: "Why don't I take the waist card and ask......?"

The man's eyes rolled slightly, and he handed over the green wooden card in his hand, but he still didn't believe it in his heart, "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding can there be about an inch-green waste? Boy, you wait, you are not allowed to leave today, for a while, the master must teach you a lesson!"

The white-clothed disciple threatened viciously, and as he spoke, he deliberately revealed the strength of the forging body he had just advanced, and all his momentum was pressed towards Qingfeng. In his opinion, a young man who is a stabbing scholar is at most five or six grades of strength at this time, and he still does not kneel down under the power of his forging period?

But Qingfeng was destined to let him down. Looking at that disgusting face, his original mildness became cold.

The wonderful sound event, the crowd is endless.

After a while, there were already some people around this place, all of whom looked at Qingfeng curiously and interestingly, and felt that he was very bold and dared to take a fake waist card and force himself into Miaoyin Valley. No one would believe that a waste young man turned out to be the guest of honor in the Miaoyin Valley Jiupintian.

"Hey, boy, do you want to enter Miaoyin Valley?" A shrill voice came from the crowd, "Come here, let me learn two dog barks for the young master, and climb around again, as long as everyone is happy, the young master will accept you as a servant and take you in to see the world!"

A cold gaze swept across the crowd, and immediately locked on the arrogant young man, "Are you looking for death?"

Qingfeng, who had already suppressed his anger, broke out directly at this moment.

The young master was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect a waste youth to be so backbone! But then he was furious, and a waste youth actually offended him! "Dog, young master, I'll give you face! See if I don't kill you! Take him down for me!"

With a shout, the two doglegs behind him suddenly killed viciously. The two of them have a forging body of three products and a forging body of five products, and they already have good strength.

Qingfeng's face does not change color, and his iron fist is clenched. looked at the two people who attacked, and smiled coldly.

"Stinky boy, die!"

"Come here and make amends to our young master!"

In an instant, Qingfeng moved, and everyone seemed to be dazzled, and in front of the two people, there were suddenly a few more fluttering shadows. The six green peaks, like a semi-circular arc, surrounded the two of them together, and this strange scene made the two of them directly stunned.

What's going on? Is it dazzling?

In the next second, there were two bangs, and Qingfeng used one of the "five steps and three pounces" to "rush", and the iron fist hit the chest directly, knocking the two people out. rolled a few times in a row, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood in a row when he landed, and his eyes were already full of horror when he looked at Qingfeng.

A waste green has such strength!

Everyone was already stunned, and the two domestic servants in the forging period were actually defeated by a waste youth.

"You... You ......" The young master pointed at Qingfeng in surprise, "Wow, I'm so angry with Young Master Ben! Two big wastes, they can't even beat a single waste! Dog mongrel, Young Master Ben wants to teach you a lesson in person!"

As he spoke, he heard a tearing sound of an arm, and his clothes suddenly exploded into shreds. On the round belly, there is a pig with an evil appearance tattooed, the part of the eye is a chaotic red, and it will not open until the eye, the sharp fangs, and the mucus hanging from the corners of the mouth, extremely vicious. Looking at the spirit of its stabbing text, it is also a stabbing text of one side and four products.

Anger made him full of strength, and he had the strength of forging the seventh grade. As soon as he stepped out, it was as if he had stepped on the earth, rushing towards Qingfeng, like an angry wild boar, his arms were out, all as sharp as fangs.

"Die!"

A roar of rage, vowing to kill his opponent with a single blow.

Clumsy! Aomine sneered, and the shadow flashed across the way, easily dodging. Immediately after, he kicked the fat big ass hard, and directly kicked the man to eat shit. It is the same forging body, and the combat effectiveness between the two is very different.

"Stinky boy, you dare to hurt people!" At this time, the hateful white-clothed disciple who had been standing by suddenly shouted.

Qingfeng smiled coldly, "Fang Cai, where were you when they hurt me? Now, you jumped out again, what do you mean? Do you really think that I don't dare to make a move?"

Because of Ying Sleeve, he didn't want to deal with the white-clothed disciple, but again and again, and in three, he couldn't bear it.

"Boy, you still dare to be hard-mouthed! This is Miaoyin Valley, not your home, the rules here are up to me, not you! It seems that if you don't teach you a lesson today, you don't know how thick the sky is!"

The white-clothed disciple became more and more vicious, and when he spoke, he actually shot directly and killed Qingfeng. Even though he only has the strength to forge a body, in this place of the Miaoyin Valley Mountain Gate, he will definitely not dare to make a move against the Miaoyin disciples!

Qingfeng's eyes were calm, looking at the figure that was rushing in, and he directly struck a "jump", and the man suddenly flew out upside down at a faster speed, directly hitting the rock wall on the side, quite embarrassed. "You... How dare you ......"

"I never follow other people's rules!" Aomine looked at him coldly, and his voice was even colder.

Seeing that Qingfeng actually shot and injured the disciple of Miaoyin Valley, everyone was stunned. In an instant, the mountain guards under the mountain gate surrounded Qingfeng.

"What are you doing!" At this time, there was a sudden coquettish shout, which suddenly made people's hearts sink. Qingfeng, on the other hand, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice.

If the more than ten Mountain Sect disciples with the strength of the forging period really surrounded him, he could only make a move with all his might.

"Senior Sister Yingsleeve!" As soon as they saw someone coming, those mountain protection disciples shouted one after another.

"Senior sister, senior sister, you have to uphold justice!" With a wail, the disciple who was originally knocked away by Qingfeng's punch came forward and pointed at Qingfeng angrily, "He hurt people, and lied to us that you know him! Senior sister, you are the pride of the sky, he is just an inch of green waste, how is this possible? Of course we don't believe it! But he was so angry that he shot out again and again to hurt people, even the disciples of Miaoyin Valley dared to make a move!"

Looking at the howling white-clothed disciple, Yingsleeve's face became worse and worse, and he was rarely slightly angry, "Useless guy, you haven't memorized all the things that Miaoyin Valley taught you, and you have learned to look at people with dog eyes and make things up! From now on, you will go to Longzhi Mountain to be a handyman!"

The white-clothed disciple was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ying Sleeve in a daze, until someone dragged him up, and then shouted hysterically: "Senior sister! What I said is all true!"

That poignant voice made people involuntarily think that the Dragon Punishment Mountain was definitely not a good place.

Ignoring the voice of injustice, Yingsleeve turned around lightly and looked at Qingfeng, "You're here!"

Those three short words rang in the ears of the crowd like thunder. That kid, that waste green thorn text, turned out to be really a guest of Jiupin Tian's proud sleeves!

And the wild boar Thorn Young Master Wen of the unknown town was already stupid at this time. Compared to Miaoyin Valley, his family was too small, so small that if it weren't for the vicinity of this Dragon Mountain, the Miaoyin Festival would not have anything to do with him at all, and even if he came here, he wouldn't get more attention than the children of the miscellaneous servants.

But that's it, before he even stepped into the mountain gate, he offended the guests of Miaoyin Valley Tianjiao's sleeves.

Under the shocked gaze of the crowd, Aomine followed Yingsleeve into the Valley of Miaoyin. And the frightened young master, Ying Sleeve never looked at him from beginning to end. But he hesitated in front of the mountain gate for a long time, and finally did not dare to enter again, and ran away with two servants.