Zhao Shenghui looked secretive, as if he was a little afraid of seeing the people of the Zhao family, Ying Xuan looked strange in his heart, could it be that Zhao Shenghui and the people of the Zhao family did not agree?

However, the Zhao family is just a big family in Chitianzhou, and the fat man is now the only seedling of the Medicine Dao Peak of the White Deer Academy, and the most distressed little disciple of Nong Baicao, according to the status, the people of the Zhao family should not be alienated. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Fatty, kicked out by his family?"

Ying Xuan asked tentatively, also for fear of touching the fat man's sadness.

"What was kicked out by the family, the Taoist master is only eight buckets high, the sky is heroic, how is it possible?!"

When the fat man heard this, he didn't like to hear it, and he pulled his neck and shouted.

Wei Suo and Ying Xuan couldn't help but cast questioning eyes, looked at the fat man, and pursed the corners of their mouths, how to listen to it and not believe it.

"It looks like you've been kicked out of the house. ”

Wei Suo nodded approvingly.

"Lao Zhao, don't be discouraged, at least now that you have entered the White Deer Academy, although you only know how to eat and drink all day long, don't be discouraged, at least there are still brothers. ”

Ying Xuan grabbed the fat man's shoulder and said comfortingly.

"You ......"

The fat man wants to cry without tears, but he only feels that he is unladylike and careless in making friends.

The three of them walked towards the open middle gate of the Qingxu Palace, and the monks who were greeting each other around saw Ying Xuan approaching, and suddenly calmed down a little, and then began to point at Ying Xuan again, and exchanged their heads and ears.

"Look, I didn't expect this person to really come, he really has the guts!"

"Even if you come, it's useless, it's just a stepping stone for Brother Ma Dao. ”

"Half a year ago, he seemed to be a fifth-level or sixth-layer cultivator, but after half a year, he dared to challenge Ma Feiming, who had been at the peak of his evolution for many years, and he was crazy. ”

"I thought it was just a rumor, but it seems that this matter can't be faked!"

The people around talked about it, and in the eyes that looked at Ying Xuan, there was pity, disdain, ridicule, and abuse, and none of them were optimistic about Ying Xuan.

Ying Xuan heard the discussion around him, but he didn't care, he smiled faintly, all the gossip, after facing the real combat power, will be self-defeating.

Wei Suo and Zhao Shenghui were a little angry, and followed Ying Xuan's side, glaring angrily at the monks who were pointing at them, and glared back.

"Uncle, who is the fat man next to that person, who looks arrogant?!"

When Ying Xuan and the three of them passed by the Zhao family in Chitianzhou, a young man with a proud face asked the middle-aged man behind him.

"Childe, I don't know, I heard that he is a disciple of Yaodao Peak of Bailu Academy, and his surname is Zhao. ”

The middle-aged man had a straight face, a little serious, and did not smile, and at this time, when he heard the young man ask, he said lightly.

"Surname Zhao?"

When the young Zhao Liang heard this, he couldn't help but sneer a little, looking at the fat man walking around, he was covered in rolling fat, and there were a pair of dark circles like panda eyes, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Fatty, your family seems to be a little dissatisfied with you!"

Wei Suo, who was passing by, heard the discussion between the young man and the middle-aged man, and suddenly felt a little unhappy, if others said so, it would be fine, but Zhao Shenghui is the son of the Zhao family, and the disciples of the same clan are so humiliated in front of him, it is really unreasonable.

Ying Xuan's face was also a little gloomy when he heard it, it was still like this outside, it seemed that Zhao Shenghui was in the Zhao family before, and the life he lived was not satisfactory.

"Anyway, the fat man is your brother, it's a bit too much, right?!"

Wei Suo couldn't see it, walked up to the young Zhao Liang, and said with a gloomy face, ignoring Zhao Shenghui, who was pulling his cuffs and giving him a look.

"Brother?!"

When Zhao Liang heard Wei Suo's words, he was a little confused, his eyes looked at Zhao Shenghui vigorously, looking up and down, and couldn't help but pout, revealing a disdainful look.

The disciples of the Zhao family, all of them are handsome and extraordinary, how could there be such a clansman.

"Uncle, do you recognize this person, it's my Zhao family's disciple?"

However, the Zhao family is a big family after all, there are not many disciples in the clan, and not everyone knows Zhao Liang, but the middle-aged man around him is well-informed, and if the fat man is a member of the Zhao family and a disciple of Bailu Academy, it is impossible for him not to know.

But the middle-aged man looked at Zhao Shenghui with suspicious eyes, and shook his head gently, obviously not knowing this person.

This time it was Wei Suo and Ying Xuan's turn to be a little stunned, looking at the looks of the two people, one big and one young, it was not a lie, it was really not that they didn't know Zhao Shenghui.

"It's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

The fat man seemed to be afraid of being a little embarrassed, so he pulled a person with one hand with one hand, and hurriedly pulled the two away from him.

"Fatty, what's going on?!"

Wei Suo looked at Zhao Shenghui with a somewhat sharp face, and even more gritted his teeth.

Ying Xuan also looked at Zhao Shenghui suspiciously, didn't the fat man say that he was the son of the Zhao family, why did he meet the clansmen with a dodging look now, at first he thought he was kicked out by his family, but now it seems that people don't even know him.

"Ahem..."

The fat man coughed a little embarrassedly, and his eyes couldn't help but glance left and right, obviously a little dodging.

In the end, under the persecution of Wei Suo, the fat man finally told the truth, and the so-called disciples of the Zhao family were just made up by the fat man.

When Wei Suo heard this, he even grinned with his teeth, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Shenghui's neck, shaking it vigorously, and the fat man's panda eyes almost rolled his eyes.

"Dead fat man, he lied to me before that he was the son of the Zhao family, and he had a doorway to the secret realm of wind and thunder, and he deceived me of an elixir, give it back to me!"

In the past, the fat man was indeed a little cheated and deceived, and he didn't know where he learned about the stone wall of the Yunfei Sword Technique of the Wind and Thunder Secret Realm, and spread the news everywhere, with the identity of the son of the Zhao family, there were also many people who listened to it and deceived a lot of elixirs.

Wesso, is one of them.

"Ahem... Ahem... You tap... I didn't say I was the son of the Zhao family in Chitianzhou... My surname is Zhao... Is it wrong for me to say that I am the son of the Zhao family... Ahem... Loosen up..."

The dead fat man rolled his eyes, and hurriedly pulled away Wei Suo's hands that were holding his neck, and said with a rough breath.

Ying Xuan couldn't help pouting, in Chitianzhou, speaking of the Zhao family, there is naturally only one Zhao family, I didn't expect the dead fat man to dare to pretend to be the name of the Zhao family, which is also the reason why many people are fooled.

"If you pay for the elixir, you will pay for the elixir, the Taoist master can't afford to pay it, give!"

After Zhao Shenghui took a breath, he put a half-bitten elixir in his hand and stuffed it into Wei Suo's arms, causing Wei Suo to gnash his teeth again.

Seeing the two of them playing beside him, Ying Xuan smiled and didn't care, recognizing Zhao Shenghui as a brother, just because he was Zhao Shenghui, and had nothing to do with the Zhao family in Chitianzhou.

However, Ying Xuan couldn't help but have some doubts on his face, he used to think that the fat man's strong body was no worse than himself, don't look at his usual cute appearance, and the combat power that broke out, even Ying Xuan was a little frightened.

At the beginning, when the palace was competing for the crescent moon jade in the Yinque Forbidden Land, the fat man relied on his strong combat power to block the attack of the three Tianjiao, which shows his ferocity.

I used to think that he was the son of the Zhao family of the big clan, although it was a bit against the sky, but it was normal to think about it, but now that I think about it, I find that the origin of the fat man is a mystery, and a person with such strength is not a nameless?

Looking at the harmless appearance of the fat man beside him, arguing with Wei Suo, Ying Xuan became more and more curious about the origin of the fat man.

"This is the winning friend, when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation, it's better to meet than to be famous!"

When the three of them approached the middle gate of the Qingxu Palace, Pan Qingyu, a monk of the Transformation Realm who received everyone on behalf of the Qingxu Palace, arched his hand at Ying Xuan, with a welcome look, but the contempt that flashed in the depths of his eyes was still captured by Ying Xuan.

In any case, Ying Xuan is still a disciple of Bailu Academy on the surface, and he is also a personal disciple who kills gods and is good like water, as the host of the Qingxu Palace, although he has some contempt for Ying Xuan in his heart, it is not easy to show it.

Ying Xuan smiled, but he didn't care, he had long expected that if he came here today, he would definitely suffer all kinds of contempt and ridicule from everyone, so he had already made enough mental preparations.

He wanted to see how wonderful the looks on everyone's faces were when the horse flew and crawled under his feet.

"The seniors are polite, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. ”

Ying Xuan shook his head humbly, and also said to Pan Qingyu, no matter what people think, since they all greet each other with a smile, they are not good at giving people a face.

Seeing Ying Xuan's humble and polite appearance, Pan Qingyu also smiled, but his psychology was a little confused, it was rumored in the outside world that this son was not ignorant of the sky and the earth, and he was bold and reckless, how could he look at it today, it seemed to be a little different.

When Ying Xuan and his party stepped into the middle gate of the Qingxu Palace, Ying Xuan obviously felt that there was a strange fluctuation sweeping over him, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, it seems that this Qingxu Palace should not be underestimated, the palace gate with a width of ten zhang and a width of ten zhang is even equipped with a formation.

After passing through the middle gate of the Qingxu Palace, the eyes suddenly opened up, and what the outside world saw was a piece of blue and jade-colored bricks and glazed tiles, and entering the Qingxu Palace was a unique cave.

A straight avenue leads directly to the main hall of the Qingxu Palace, this avenue is wider than the palace gate of the Qingxu Palace, and it is a distance of hundreds of zhang long, so that the main hall looks from afar, as if it is in the distance, a little small.

You can see pavilions and pavilions everywhere, water pavilions and pavilions, but they are arranged in a good way, it looks atmospheric and elegant, I didn't expect that in Yundao City, there is such a paradise-like scenery.

At this time, at the door of the Qingxu Palace of Qingxu Palace, the table has already been full of spiritual fruits, all of which are melons and fruits produced on the herbs and trees of the Hundred Ages Elixir, although they are not as good as the elixir, but they can't stand up to their quantity, it seems that the Qingxu Palace has made a lot of money this time.

Under the careful counting, there are about hundreds of desks, divided into two sides, arranged in an orderly and orderly manner, arranged from the entrance of the main hall all the way, the atmosphere of the end, a vacant lot flows out in the middle, and a high platform is arranged, which seems to be preparing for a decisive battle.

At this time, many monks who had come from afar began to take their seats, and the seats were also divided according to the major forces, and the ten giant forces such as the three families and seven sects must have been seated in the most central place, enjoying the crowd of people.

When Ying Xuan and the three of them came, they had already found that Qing Zijin, Ling Feng, Wen Wanshu and others were already seated, and under the glance, they also saw a lot of acquaintances.

Jinguang Cave Dongfang Xu, Panjiapan Wudao, and Qianyuan Sect Bu Qingyun were full of a sadistic look, Miaoyin Pavilion Le Xiyin was still calm with no waves, and the god Taifan Yizhuo cast a gaze full of warlike intent, and the treacherous and dry stream was also here, and the eyes looking at Ying Xuan were full of weirdness.

There was also a cold figure beside Yin Wuya, and when he saw Ying Xuan at this time, the emotions in his pupils were a little tumbling, full of complicated colors, and soon after, his eyes began to calm down, as cold as ever.

The other Jiang family, Wen family, and Zhong Miaomen have also had disciples here, but Ying Xuan didn't find Ma Feiming.

Ying Xuan walked towards the crowd of Bailu Academy, and suddenly found a beautiful shadow in front of him, smiling at him, blooming with a hundred flowers and a smile.

It's Ren Yanran!

Since the last time she was knocked out by Ren Xiaoyao at the Imperial Sword Peak, I don't know if Ren Yanran deliberately dodged or was grounded by Ren Xiaoyao, Ying Xuan hasn't seen her for several days.

However, due to the large number of people here, although the witch Ren Xiaoyao is eccentric, she is not too blatant, she just looks at Ying Xuan with affection, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

After Wen Wanshu sat on the desk dignified and elegant, with a faint gentle smile on her face, looking at the eyebrows of Ying Xuan and Ren Yanran, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, and then it was well hidden.

Xia Yubing, who was sitting directly opposite, had a cold face, not at all close to people, as if it was a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

When he saw the affection between Ying Xuan and Ren Yanran, a ray of essence flashed in his pupils, and the slender jade hand hidden under the palace clothes couldn't help but secretly clench his finger bones.

For all this, Ying Xuan naturally didn't know, but seeing the cold face hidden under the veil, Ying Xuan was also a little complicated, especially when he saw Yin Wuya sitting next to her, there was a chill in his eyes.

After the trip to the treacherous stream, he had no good impression of the treacherous stream, but he even had a kind of disgust, whether it was the dead wood spring or the frightened spirit, or the endless, it was nothing more than a nest of snakes and rats.

"Look, Ma Feiming is here!"

"The person next to Ma Feiming seems to be the deputy palace master of Qingxu Palace!"

"It seems that Ma Feiming has a great relationship with Qingxu Palace, and he is accompanied by the deputy palace master of Qingxu Palace!"

"I heard that the Qingxu Palace is in the same vein, and I have inherited the love of the Ma family of Zhongmiaomen before!"

"Oh... If so, it makes sense. ”

"The main lord has come, hehe, I'm afraid the show is about to be staged!"

At this time, from the door of the Qingxu Hall of the Qingxu Palace, two figures walked out, a middle-aged Taoist priest with black and white hair and half ginseng, and a man with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which caused the monks present to exchange ears.

The middle-aged Taoist priest is Yuan Zhengang, the deputy palace master of the Qingxu Palace, and the young man is the leader of the younger generation of Zhongmiaomen, Ma Feiming! )