"Haha, Elder Zi, you're putting gold on your face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info What kind of character is the envoy Xiao? What kind of big scene have you never seen? How are we arranging the small sect and how can we get into the eyes of the envoy Xiao. Just do your best, and forget about the word satisfaction!"

In the midst of laughter, a thin old man behind the Xiao envoy actually took the initiative to take the conversation, but the words and tone were extremely unkind, satirizing the iron sword gate, but faintly complimenting the Xiao envoy.

This thin old man was naturally Feng Xiaochen, the Great Elder of the Jinding Sect who accompanied the Xiao envoy.

Jindingmen and Tiejianmen have always been old rivals, and the two sides don't want to see each other, so it is normal for Feng Xiaochen to take the opportunity to say this. But what Zi Mad didn't expect was that after listening to Feng Xiaochen's words, the Xiao envoy nodded slightly as if he agreed.

For a while, Purple Mania's face was extremely ugly.

This Xiao envoy came to the Great Wilderness, but he first arrived at Jinding Gate, and then came to Tiejian Gate. Judging from some signs, Jindingmen actually served this Xiao envoy very well, and Jindingmen can be said to have taken the lead in this matter.

The Jinding Sect and the Iron Sword Sect are both the top sects in the Great Wilderness, and they are basically evenly matched with each other. At this time, if the Golden Ding Sect could get some borrowing power from the envoy of the Medicine King Valley, it would really not be a wonderful thing for the Iron Sword Gate.

Thinking like this, Zi Mad was helpless, still greeted him with a smile, and followed Feng Xiaochen's words: "Elder Feng's words are reasonable, I will wait for the sect to be small, and I hope that Xiao Envoy will forgive me." ”

Although this Xiao envoy has nostrils facing the sky, he is not a brainless fool when he is chosen as an envoy, and he also knows how to give people steps in his arrogance. I saw that he finally spoke: "Elder Zi is polite. ”

......

At this time, Zichen had already approached the crowd in the square, and he saw Ziyu and other disciples of the Iron Sword Sect gathering together from a distance, and was about to walk over, but suddenly he heard a happy voice shouting behind him: "Brother Zichen, why are you here?"

Zichen was stunned, and turned his head to see a girl in a long water blue dress and a tall young man walking over.

This girl in the water blue dress and the tall young man are Zichen's cousin Zimi and cousin Ziwei. Zichen was also taken aback, he didn't expect to see the two of them here.

"It's been a long time, cousin Zimi, sister Ziwei. ”

Zichen stepped forward and said hello with a smile.

Judging from the name of Zichen, you can hear the intimacy in it. In fact, as the first person of the younger generation of the Zi family, Zimi's personality has always been arrogant and indifferent, and it is very easy to look down on others, and it is not easy to get along.

In the past, Zichen was at the other extreme, because of his inferior talent in the Fa Dao, he was the only son of the head of the family, so he was often ridiculed by the clansmen. Because of this, Zi Mi has always looked down on Zichen the most, and he often feels ashamed of having a cousin like Zichen.

Under the influence of Zimi, most of the younger generations in the family did not have a good face towards Zichen, and secretly spoke a lot of cold words. And Zichen even affected the senior brothers of the Jinding Sect where he was located, which was also the root cause of the conflict between the three disciples of the Jinding Sect and Zichen at the Wanzhongjia Winery last time.

Compared with Zimi, Ziwei has a delicate personality and is quite understanding, among the clansmen, she is one of the few clansmen who are good to Zichen, and she has never looked down on Zichen's inferior talent.

Therefore, Zichen is naturally closer to Ziwei, and there is basically nothing to say about Zimi.

"Brother Zichen, why are you here?"

Ziwei and Zimi were obviously extremely surprised by the appearance of Zichen. After only saying hello and saying a few words, Ziwei couldn't help but be curious again.

Zichen laughed and said, "Is it strange for me to appear here?"

Only then did Ziwei realize that there was something wrong with her questioning, and she blushed slightly in embarrassment and explained, "Brother Zichen, don't get me wrong. The main thing is that the visit of the envoy of the Medicine King Valley this time is too important, and the people who can follow us from the Jinding Sect are the core elders of the sect and the personal disciples of the elders. As for the inner disciples, there are only three or five of us......"

Zichen knew that Ziwei had no malicious intent, so he didn't take Ziwei's words to heart, and was about to speak with a smile, but suddenly heard Zimi on the side sneering: "Hmph...... What's so strange about this, it's nothing more than that there is no one in the Iron Sword Sect, and even the outer disciples have been brought in to fill it!"

The news that Zichen became a disciple of the outer sect of the Iron Sword Gate seems to have been known to Ziwei and Zimi, but this is already the old yellow calendar not long ago, Zichen is now the personal disciple of the Great Elder of the Iron Sword Gate, and in terms of the corresponding position and status, it is no longer comparable to Ziwei and Zimi.

Due to the inconvenience of information exchange, as well as Zichen's own withdrawn and unspeakable personality, the information that he became a disciple of Zi Mad is not widely known, at least not in the family.

Despite this, Zi Mi's words were not only polite, but also full of sarcasm, not only viciously sarcastic Zichen, but also the Iron Sword Gate also laughed fiercely.

This is extremely excessive. Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Zichen's eyes swept Zimi, and his brows were already frowning coldly.

The atmosphere at the scene immediately became discordant, Ziwei's face was full of displeasure, and she looked at Zimi angrily and said, "Brother Zimi, how can you talk like this!"

Zimi raised her nostrils, snorted coldly, and strode away with her head held high.

Although this behavior has nothing to do with Ziwei, it makes Ziwei even more angry at the same time, and her heart is also uneasy, after glaring at Zimi who walked away, she said to Zichen: "Brother Zichen, don't be angry, Cousin Zimi has always been such a person." ”

Zichen smiled and said, "I'm used to it, what to do when I'm angry." ”

After Zichen and Ziwei said a few more words, they separated from each other. Zichen hesitated slightly, but did not choose to go to the community of Ziyu and other disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, but chose a quiet corner at random, wanting to be quiet alone.

Although he said to Ziwei that he was not angry, since he was a human being, it was inevitable that Zichen would feel uncomfortable in his heart. It's just that if it was before, this discomfort was almost anger, but now this discomfort has become a kind of pity.

"I used to think that he was a mountain that I couldn't overcome, but now I only feel pitiful for him. I don't have the slightest arrogance and despise people's capital, but I still want to continue to treat others like this, Zimi, you can only do this in your life......"

Glancing at Zimi's figure in the distance, Zichen shook his head slightly, he no longer regarded Zimi as an opponent.