Jiang Chen's eyes were slightly red, he came back to his senses, and bowed slightly to Elder Qingfeng, "Master, the apprentice can have this Xuantian Holy Gate as his home, no matter where he goes in the future, he will never dare to forget the great kindness of the master, as long as Jiang Chen is still alive, but there is a call, Jiang Chen will come." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Good boy. Elder Qingfeng looked up to the sky and drank all the wine, his slightly worried eyes looked at Jiang Chen's handsome side face in front of him a little blurred, and his body shook slightly and walked towards the wine table in front of him, staggering, as if he would fall down at any time.

It's just that he didn't speak, and he walked so slowly that the original two-minute journey lasted a full ten minutes.

"Smack!" The wine bottle was broken, and a few tears flowed through his old face in his red eyes, "Jiang Chen, you go, while they haven't woken up yet, and are immersed in joy, do what you have to do." ”

Jiang Chen was a little stunned, then he understood, put down the wine bottle in his hand, nodded heavily, turned around and walked towards the door.

No one stopped him, even the young disciples who were passing by and had not yet drunk just greeted him in a friendly manner, and the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth, who were red and drunk, smiled slightly, and when a strong smell of wine came to his nose, it did not leave a trace of smoke and dust on his body.

Raising the wine bottle in his hand, he shook it a few times, his face flushed and exhaled a breath of turbidity, the snowflakes in the sky fell on his old face, and he smiled coldly, "It's gone, it's gone." ”

"Who's gone?" Patriarch Xuan scratched the back of his head, and the strong smell of alcohol rushed into his mind, causing him to sleep for a while, and he had not yet woken up from his drunkenness.

At that moment, he stood up, picked up a wine bottle and was about to drink it, when Elder Qingfeng sighed and said, "Jiang Chen, it's him who is gone." ”

"Smack!"

The wine bottle was broken, and Patriarch Xuan stepped forward in disbelief, grabbed Elder Qingfeng's shoulder, and said in a trembling tone: "You say, what did you say? Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, he left? How is this possible? When I was not drunk, he was still next to me, how could he just leave in such a short time!"

"It's true!" Elder Qingfeng smiled helplessly, he stared at the place where Jiang Chen was standing before, and muttered: "His path is different from ours, he will not stay in the Xuantian Holy Gate, he will eventually go to the outside world, it's just that it is only a matter of time before he leaves the Xuantian Holy Gate, aren't you more aware of this than me?"

"Yes!" Patriarch Xuan seemed to accept the reality, and he slowly lowered his head.

A strong disciple like Jiang Chen has surpassed them in talent and strength alone, and it can be said that all the sects in the entire north are no longer his opponents, and such a demonic realm has already made them unreachable.

However, the only thing that makes them a little sorry is that Jiang Chen's myth has not been broken for many years.

After three days of hearty work in the sect, many young disciples had already drunk on the wine table, even the two disciples guarding the door had already fallen asleep against the threshold, and the snowflakes fell on their necks, and the cold could not wake them up.

After experiencing the siege of the Doutai Sect, many sects did not dare to offend the Xuantian Holy Sect again, and even the patriarch of the Purple Abyss Divine Mansion had clearly understood the gap between them.

Even if the gate is open for three days, there is no need to worry about someone coming to sneak attack.

After all, in their minds, Jiang Chen has always been in the Xuantian Holy Gate, it is impossible to leave, there is such a big Buddha, they come to offend, isn't it equivalent to looking for death?

"I'm so tired, let's rest, Jiang Chen will go first!" At these four big words, Jiang Chen smiled respectfully, and then walked away, on the horizon of this sunrise, he did not stop slowly.

Snowflakes covered his footprints and covered all his footprints.

Following.

In the Xuantian Sect, the third elder sobered up his head, he raised one hand, put it on the young disciple beside him, picked up the wine glass and took a breath, and said with a free smile: "Haha, Jiang Chen, you can really drink, even my old man's alcohol consumption is not as good as yours!"

"Master... I, I'm Zhou Kang. Zhou Kang shook his head in embarrassment.

The third elder was stunned for a moment, he got up and looked around, the young disciples on each table were drunk, and a few wine bottles couldn't help but scatter, falling down, making a crisp sound.

And he was shocked, among these young disciples, he didn't find Jiang Chen's existence, and even there was not a single fluctuation of Jiang Chen's spiritual power in the air.

Jiang Chen, disappeared?

"I'll go, is this kid fooling me, an old man, and even wants to play with me and disappear?" Just now, it should still be there!" The third elder felt a little incredulous.

"He's gone. But at this moment, the patriarch patted him on the shoulder and said, "Clean it up, as soon as Jiang Chen leaves, we must arrest the cultivation of these disciples, otherwise if it is known by other sects, it will inevitably be bloody again." ”

"Yes!" the Third Elder nodded solemnly.

The news of Jiang Chen's departure was only known among these patriarchs, but the other sects did not receive this news.

The Xuantian Holy Gate was only the first sect in the north of this Yaochi Holy Land, and its patriarch only had the strength of the middle stage of the Dragon Pattern Realm.

And in this entire Yaochi Holy Land, the comprehensive strength of the north is the weakest, only the east, the sect at the top of the east is the strongest, and it is the legendary existence among the many sects.

Snowflakes fell, on top of this extremely heavy snow, footprints slowly appeared, and slowly disappeared, a young disciple in a white robe traveled all the way east, his blazing eyes were full of flames, full of unyielding arrogance to the strong man of the East.

Yaochi Holy Land, Xuan'er, I'm here, I'm looking for you!

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, and when all the spiritual power in his body was restored, his body moved, and the snow around him was suddenly shaken away like lightning, and a circle of golden air left an extremely long scorching mark in the snow.

At this time, the southern, eastern, western, and three-sided sects have also selected the strongest sects.

This is all in order to be able to develop towards the East, to cling to the super strength of the East, and to be able to obtain their own stronger strength!

The Heavenly Dragon Holy Sect, the Southern Sect, is most famous for its sword qi, and its patriarch Ren Tianheng has that super strong sword qi that makes everyone fearful.

In this north-south opposite, he slowly squatted down, looked at the cold border in the north, and smiled coldly.