Beicang, Wanji City

Shao Bing sat gloomily in a plain room prepared by Yuanmeng, and there were five people sitting beside him, these five people were of different ages, some had withered faces, as if they were in their twilight years, some had white temples, as if they were half a hundred years old, and there were a few ruddy complexions and young looks, like Shao Bing, they were all young men.

"Nine Hall Masters, are you doing this to the Second Scorpion Demon Soul Sect?" the two men with gray temples asked.

"What did I do?" asked Shao Bing knowingly.

The man said, "Besides, his second sect is also one of the best sects in Yuanmeng, and the leading two are even more people like you, so I'm afraid it's a little ......"

"Old Kong, it seems that the master of this hall doesn't need you to teach you how to do things!" Shao Bing snorted coldly!

“......”

"Shao Bing, how can you talk to Kong Lao?" Suddenly, a young man on the side shouted Shao Bing, "Kong Lao is not as good as you in the palace, what else is not as good as you?"

Who is this, so young but daring to teach the rebellious Shao Bing, and what is even more surprising is that Shao Bing gladly accepted it, only to see him turn his head to the young man and say, "Little Dad, I was wrong!" and then said to the old Kong, "Old Kong, Shao Bing is young, he doesn't understand the world, he only thinks that his identity represents everything, and please atone for his sins!"

Although this is an apology, the true meaning is to warn him that his status is higher than him, don't say anything, Kong Lao naturally knows, he can only smile bitterly and shake his head and wave his hand, no matter whether he is full of dissatisfaction, it can only be like this.

And although the little master father that Shao Bing called before looked young, Kong Lao knew that this person's real cultivation and age, this person and the withered old man are the same generation, and they are the largest generation among these people in the National Teacher's Hall, all of whom are the same generation as the National Teacher, and the cultivation is the pinnacle of the throne, and the withered old man has broken through the throne and stepped into the emperor!

"Shao Bing......" At this time, the withered old man spoke.

Shao Bing listened, his expression was serious, and he replied respectfully, "Dad, what do you ......say?"

"Xiao Kong is right, you are indeed a little reckless, although the demon soul scorpion does not have to be taboo, but the face that should be given must also be given, and the wild dog is also a little afraid of people when he goes crazy......" The hoarse voice revealed endless indifference and disdain...

"Dad, Shao Bing knows...... "I'm a little afraid of people when I'm crazy?"

"Shao Bing, it is imperative not to discuss the matter of the Scorpion Demon Soul here, first go and meet the predecessor of the Remnant Blood Emperor, this is the most important thing!" said the young man on the side.

Shao Bing nodded, then got up and said to the remaining two young people, "Follow me!"

......

In the two houses that were specially cleaned up in the city, the disciples of the Demon Soul Sect of the Scorpion Sect were all sitting cross-legged there, their chests rising and falling regularly, and each of them had different colors of aura coming out of their bodies, and the essence light on their heads was shining, and the crown was flashing endlessly.

In a room where there was only one person, "Whew!" The man in red exhaled a breath of dark red, coughed a few more times, and then still closed his eyes, and after a while, only to hear him say slowly, "Have you recovered?"

Just behind the man in red, the bearded man looked at him with a gloomy face, and after a long time, the bearded man replied, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you while you are meditating?"

"You won't......" The man in red shook his head slowly, "This is all kinds of harm and no benefit for you and me, and the three sects of the Demon Soul Sect will not be so stupid!"

"Quack!" "People say you're a tenacious idiot, and I don't look like it!"

"Hmph!" Jiao Yang, the man in red, snorted coldly, opened his eyes and turned around, looking at Zhang Sibo and said, "Can I, Jiao Yang, let others see through it?"

Zhang Sibo smiled gloomily, and slowly paced to the stool in front of Jiao Yang, "Come to this place where birds don't, it's okay to be idle, come to your string of doors, and by the way, see if your internal injuries are good!"

"Less fart!"

"This face has become so fast!" Zhang Sibo smiled again, then his face returned to normal, and asked in a serious tone, "Can you guess who is the one who hurt you and me?"

Jiao Yang pondered for a while and shook his head, "You also said that Beicang is a place where birds don't, how do I know which old immortal will be here, the shock just now almost shook my cultivation down a level!"

"Could there be any seniors here who are here to cultivate ......," Zhang Sibo said.

Jiao Yang still shook his head, "That's impossible, if you disturb the senior Qing Xiu as you said, I'm afraid it won't be a shock, and your life will be explained here." ”

After stopping Jiao Yang's words, Zhang Sibo also nodded in agreement, and then fell into silence, and after a while, Jiao Yang broke the silence of the meeting, "It seems that when we returned to the city, the leader of the National Teachers Hall invited that mysterious person in front of the city of Aotian County. ”

"! he invited?" Zhang Sibo snorted coldly, "What is the identity of the leader to invite a strong man who cultivates to a higher than the throne? Besides, how can Li Tang have a master of emperor cultivation? You know, I'm afraid that if no one puts pressure on you, you won't come!"

"That's what you said!" Jiao Yang nodded, "Could it be that you are thinking in the wrong direction?"

When Zhang Sibo heard Jiao Yang's words, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "The direction is wrong, why is it wrong?"

"Since Beicang, a place where birds don't, can't invite masters, and it's not a senior Qing Xiu, then there is only one conjecture......" Jiao Yang touched his chin and said slowly.

"What conjecture...... And then he said......"

"Could it be a bureau set up by the National Teachers Hall itself?" said Jiao Yang with a look of spirit.

"What kind of bureau?" asked Zhang Sibo with a curious and studious look.

"Could it be that the National Teacher's Hall secretly sent a master to ambush here, so that after we arrive, we can give us a deterrent?" Jiao Yang said as if revealing the truth.

"No......" Zhang Sibo hesitated, "Although you and I Sect and the National Teacher Hall have been sent to support, there is no need to work so hard, weakening each other's strength and provoking you and me to anger will indeed help the Beicang War situation, but this will not benefit the National Teacher Hall at all, I'm afraid they won't do such a thing!"

"Weaken the strength and provoke anger...... Jiao Yang heard his words, muttered a few times, and suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "That's right! Weaken the strength and provoke anger, that's what they're for!"

"Huh, you're too fast, I can't keep up......," Zhang Sibo said with a confused look.

Jiao Yang looked at him with a contemptuous expression, and said confidently, "Although the National Teacher Hall is the first sect of Yuanmeng, the number of people is too small, and there are obviously not as many people as you and my sect, so the strength is naturally much weaker, although we are not the backbone of the sect this time, but it is also the mainstay, weakening us, won't the National Teacher Hall benefit?"

"Then on the side of the Beicang War Bureau, won't the task of the National Teacher Hall be completed?" Zhang Sibo said.

"Huh?" Jiao Yang's guess that he thought was seamless was questioned, he was a little annoyed in his heart, raised his eyebrows and heard Zhang Sibo say with a slight question, "The National Teacher Hall is the leader this time, if the strength of your and my sect is greatly weakened, it will not be half a benefit to the Beicang battle situation!"

"You're right, then ......" When Jiao Yang heard it, he also felt that it made sense, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

Seeing this, Zhang Sibo rolled his eyes for some reason, and continued, "Yes, they can't attract anyone's attention this time, what good is it for the battle situation?"

"Attract someone's attention!" Jiao Yang said as if he had thought of something, "It's to attract someone's attention!"

"Whose attention?" Zhang Sibo asked, hearing the question, Jiao Yang looked at him with a **** look, and replied, "Lao Tzu originally thought you were very smart, it turned out to be ...... Ay...... Of course, they want to attract the attention of Ji Kesha, and they will forget if they save the battle situation, even if they don't save the war situation this time, but they have already done enough in front of Ji Kesha, and they are naturally not afraid to go back and suffer crimes, as long as Ji Kesha says a few words, the National Teacher Hall is afraid of fart!"

"Yes, why didn't I think of it?" Zhang Sibo looked suddenly enlightened.

Jiao Yang said proudly, "That is, I think Lao Tzu guessed the scheming plan of the National Teacher's Hall, and there is no one else!"

Just as Jiao Yang spoke, Zhang Sibo's eyes showed a touch of contempt, but he just put it away at once, and said indignantly, "Damn, the National Teacher Hall is so vicious, it's really hateful!"

"That's right! His grandmother's, it's really like hacking to death the kid who slapped Ji Kesha's ass, looking at his flattering appearance, it's really disgusting, if it weren't for the face of the National Teacher's Hall, Lao Tzu would have killed him!"

"Eh, you can't just say this!" Zhang Sibo said again and again, "Okay, since that's the case, don't say it casually, just bury it in your heart!" After speaking, Zhang Sibo got up and Shi Shiran left, but the more he said this, the more it aroused the anger of Jiao Yang, a "man who doesn't let people see", for a long time, Jiao Yang was very angry, and he had no choice but to suppress it in his heart.

And Zhang Sibo, who had just finished the mountain with Jiao Yang, returned to the room prepared for him, this room was the same as Jiao Yang's, not big, only for one person, and lived very close to other demon soul people, only to see him dressed in plain clothes, sitting on the ground after closing the door, only feeling weak.

What's going on?

There is only one result, he is not Zhang Sibo at all, who is he?

I saw "Zhang Sibo" struggling up from the ground, pacing to the side of the bed, and sat down with a plop, with a layer of reddish-orange mist on his body, which was surging towards his body in an orderly manner.

"His grandmother's, this ****, Lao Tzu almost said it directly! Damn, you dare to say that you are an impenetrable man, you are still an impenetrable man? What is that Lao Tzu, a god who can't be seen through? This ****! Grass!" Such a vulgar dialogue sounded by a familiar voice, this is ......

Long Qi! Long Young Master! Why is he Zhang Sibo's face?

It all has to start after Zhang Sibo returns to the room!

......

(To be continued)

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