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Zhang Yi can't leave, first, he is not allowed to leave without permission here, and second, Mrs. Miao must be invited.

Of course, there is another reason, and that is that he knows that he can't hide

That's right, since he ran into it, then he would leave, even if he hid back in the capital, but Nong Xuezhi could let him go, he wanted to stay and see what kind of Qiankun Gate Feng Rong's attitude, if Feng Rong really couldn't get over it, then he had to collect more information.

The so-called early attack is strong, and the later attack suffers, this kind of loss he has already eaten, so he will not eat it a second time.

Besides, he really doesn't have to be afraid of any Qiankun Gate, you know, he can be stealthy, he can use a flying sword, and there are no dead ends within a radius of forty-five meters, so if he engages in assassination, Feng Rong may not be able to withstand it.

And just when Zhang Shang was so anxious that he was sweating, and Zhang Yi and Ren Yueling were talking in a whisper, another acquaintance appeared, and this acquaintance made Zhang Shang excited.

The Great Monk of Zhikong is here.

That's right, Zhikong is also a master of the Grandmaster Realm, so it is normal for him to come to this kind of exchange meeting.

Zhang Shang posted it enthusiastically, but Zhikong didn't talk about it, whether it was Zhang Shang or Zhang Yi, he just said hello, and then talked and laughed with some masters of the same level.

In Zhikong's eyes, Zhang Shang can only be regarded as a junior, and although Zhang Yi has intentions, he has not been looked at in his eyes, one is that Zhang Yi has no intention, so this idea is basically useless, and it is okay to peep at a girl taking a bath, so in Zhikong's eyes, Zhang Yi has an intention, which is a tyrannical thing.

Therefore, in his eyes, Zhang Yi is not a parallel figure to him at all, and he is not qualified to be equal to him.

Soon, Zhang Yi found that Zhikong and Feng Rong were very familiar, and the two of them talked and laughed, and they were also very familiar with the person named Ziyu, and some talked and laughed.

"De" Zhang Yi knew that Zhikong was also a flower monk, whether it was Feng Rong or Ziyu, they all had festivals with him.

In the middle of the mountaintop, people automatically gathered, and then many people took out some bottles and jars, books and books, some herbs, and even jade antiques.

After eating dry food in the morning, many people start to practice at the top of the mountain.

The exchange meeting is also a trading conference, and there are some people who sell or exchange things that they don't use for their own use.

For example, if you can't use rare herbs, you can sell them and maybe others can use them.

There are also some cheats and the like, which are also taken out and sold, and it is good to exchange them for money.

Those who practice inner boxing are not all landlords and old wealth, and there are also some Qing cultivators and widows, who also have to eat and make a living, so there are also poor people.

Zhang Yi and Zhang Shang ate Ren Yueling's dry food, there was no way, the two of them had wine and meat, but they were both in the tent outside.

Ren Yueling is a good woman, she has eye contact with Zhang Yi, she likes Zhang Yi's character, and Zhang Yi also likes her enthusiasm and that kind of righteousness.

Of course, the eye to eye here is not the love of men and women, it is just a kind of sympathy.

"Sister Ren, if you have something, go and get busy, don't worry about us, you can come here, thank you, if you have anything to do in the future, Sister Ren, I will be there with a phone call." Zhang Yi didn't rush to the middle area to see the excitement, but sat alone in the corner and was silent for more than ten minutes, and when he raised his head after ten minutes, he saw that Ren Yueling was still looking at his chest, and seemed to be pondering. However, Zhang Shangran is gone, and he should go to the practice stall to find good things.

"Hehe, why are you driving me away," Ren Yueling said with a smile.

"I have an enemy, it's inconvenient for you to be with me, and I don't want to bother you. Zhang Yi replied very seriously.

"They can't do anything to me, besides, whether it's Zhou Ziyu or Feng Rong, these two people are snobs, and they also have old grudges with me, so I naturally go all the way with you. ”

"Also, I'm actually very curious about you, one is your personal ability, you are not an internal boxer, you can pass three levels in a row without even getting started, this is something that thousands of ordinary people can't do, and there is your sword" She pointed to the short sword with the hilt exposed in Zhang Yi's arms and said: "Although I haven't seen what this sword is like, I seem to have seen it, in a well, old-timer." That old-timer, when my master saw him, he had to bow down, and he was very old, and he had met him once when he was very young. ”

"So you can tell me, who gave you this sword," Ren Yueling said curiously.

"The person who gave me this sword, in fact, I don't know it, but when he gave me the sword, he claimed that his name was Huang Xiaofei, and he gave it to me on behalf of his grandfather" Zhang Yi didn't forget the mysterious person who gave him the short sword after killing Wei Zhenhai, and he didn't forget his name.

As for the mysterious man and his grandfather, he is still a mystery, and he also wants to know who and what he does.

"Huang Xiaofei" Ren Yueling let out a low sigh, and then her face instantly showed endless joy: "It was really he who sent you, did you see Huang senior, do you know where he is?"

"You know Huang Xiaofei" Zhang Yi was also very surprised.

"Know, know, I'll just say that this sword is like the sword that the old-timers carry, say it quickly, where are they"

"The Huang Xiaofei I saw in Hubei didn't meet Huang's seniors, but Huang Xiaofei is also forty or fifty years old, so isn't his grandfather a hundred years old?"

"Senior Huang is not only a hundred years old" Ren Yueling shook his head and smiled bitterly: "When my master saw Senior Huang, he had to kneel down and salute, I was only twelve years old at that time, and at that time, Senior Huang was afraid that he was two years old, and now more than ten years have passed." ”

"But Old Senior Huang actually gave you the sword he carried, why?"

"I don't know why, when Huang Xiaofei gave me this sword, he only said that his grandfather said that this sword was worthy of me, so he gave it to me. Who are the old Huang seniors and Huang Xiaofei doing or which sect are they from?"

"Shh

"It's the devil's crooked way," Zhang Yi said in surprise.

"What kind of evil demon crooked" Ren Yueling glared at him and said: "Huang seniors are forget it, don't say it, the people here are not qualified to know him, he doesn't belong to the people in our circle, he is from another circle"

"There is also a circle" Zhang Yi was surprised, this is already a circle of strange people, is there anyone more strange than this circle of strange people

"Maybe there is, I don't know, but Huang is the real master, and the people here are just vain at best."

"Huh. When he said this, Ren Yueling laughed again, and said in a low voice: "Senior Huang gave you all his swords, then you are covered by Senior Huang, so what Feng is careful, what Zhou Ziyu, they are a fart"

"Don't worry, from now on, I will protect you, and whoever touches you will not be able to get along with me. ”