Zhang Quan was stabbed in the lower abdomen, fell to the ground, and lost his strength, this battle was indeed won by He Jun.

A sand realm, win the earth realm!

Except for Wang Qianchen who vaguely "understood", everyone else didn't know what was going on, and only thought that Zhang Quan was too light and too proud, so he was accidentally defeated.

Wan Long and the others dragged Zhang Quan back, and Wang Qianchen and Wei Zihua also came to He Jun's side.

"Good job, buddy!" Wei Zihua smiled and patted He Jun's shoulder, but as long as he recognized a person, he would be very good to this person, and He Jun's previous behavior obviously made him appreciate it.

"Thank you......" He Jun was a little excited, he was the first time in his life to do it with others, he was always afraid of this and that, and he had some scruples about doing anything, but now with Wang Qianchen and Wei Zihua behind him, he suddenly felt less lonely, and he had a lot of strength on his body.

On the other side, after Wan Long checked Zhang Quan's injury, he had reached the point of anger, even if he didn't want to make a feud with Wang Qianchen, now it had reached the point where he had to make a knot, otherwise Qingcheng Mountain would really become a laughing stock.

"Get ready, them!" Wan Long gritted his teeth and said, and a group of Qingcheng Mountain disciples drew their swords one after another, and the sound of "bells" lingered on the rooftop for a long time.

"Wanlong, if you are a gentleman, the two of us will fight alone!" As soon as Wang Qianchen heard this, he immediately took a step forward.

He didn't think he had the ability to compete with Wan Long, the other party was not only a stone realm, but also an ability, and he might not have lost too badly, right?

But these words had a different meaning to Wan Long's ears, after all, Wang Qianchen had shown extraordinary talent and various means at the recruit conference before, and now seeing him so confident that he wanted to fight with himself so confidently, thinking that he still had some killing moves that he had not shown, he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart, thinking that if he lost, he would be embarrassed, and immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Who wants to go head-to-head with you?" This is our Qingcheng Mountain's business, not my business alone! ”

can say "group fighting" so fresh and refined, Wanlong can be regarded as unique.

As he spoke, Wan Long waved his hand again and once again called on everyone to go together.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Wang Qianchen immediately looked back at He Jun: "Can you still fight?" ”

"Yes!" He Jun clenched the sword in his hand.

"Okay, you'll find a way to solve one later, I'll drag Wanlong, Xiaowei can kill at least two, and then I'll call a few friends ......" Yes, Wang Qianchen is ready to recruit Mr. Honglou and others, and this kind of thing with a monster can't be leaked casually, not to mention that it is still in this kind of place, and the bricks are much more low-key when they come here, which shows that it also knows the stakes of things.

But now, there is no other good way, you can't watch it fall into a group fight, fortunately, these monsters are all approved by Li Qianqiu or Zhou Junxian, and you can just make it clear to the above when the time comes.

"What other friends do you have?" Wei Zihua was confused, he had only seen bricks, but he had never seen Mr. Red Mansion and other demons.

"You'll find out in a moment......" Wang Qianchen couldn't explain much, and then said softly: "I'm sorry, Xiaowei, I dragged you in!" ”

"Grass, you're telling me this? If you don't call me, I'm not happy! Wei Zihua grinned, looking extremely bright.

"I'm just going to talk about it casually...... Wang Qianchen really won't be polite to Wei Zihua, and I don't know when the two have become very good, and they don't feel guilty at all for troublesome each other.

"Then don't be verbose, get ready!" Wei Zihua turned his head, waved his hands in the air, and condensed two air submachine guns with a "swish", and the group battle still made this thing strong.

"I'm ready to do it, there are a lot of people on the other side!" Slab Brick shouted in his consciousness.

"Okay!" Mr. Red Mansion and other demons agreed one after another, ready to be summoned by Wang Qianchen at any time.

"Bang-"

Just when the two sides were gearing up and ready to start, the iron door of the rooftop was suddenly pushed open, and Du Hong swaggered in.

Everyone looked at him, their faces a little confused, not knowing what he was doing.

Wang Qianchen, Wei Zihua, and He Jun sank in their hearts, it was enough to worry about dealing with these guys in Qingcheng Mountain, if they added a Du Hong from Putuo Mountain, it would be even worse!

"Hey, you're done, I've been waiting for a long time!" Du Hong shouted at Wang Qianchen, he was waiting in the bedroom for Wang Qianchen to come back and make friends, and he didn't see anyone left and right, so he came out to look around, and saw Wang Qianchen and Wan Long and others go to the rooftop.

He didn't know what was going on with the people, so he had to wait at the corner of the stairs outside the rooftop, and after waiting for a while, there was still no response, and he finally walked in.

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"Ahem", "ahem", ......

Shen Luo suddenly woke up from the bed in a subconscious cough, opened his mouth wide and took a few deep breaths, then quickly took out a small bottle from under the pillow, poured out a yellow sè ball the size of a bean grain and swallowed it.

He sat still on the bed for a while, feeling the tightness in his chest and the cold gradually subside, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

After Shen Luo smiled bitterly, he slowly put on the neatly folded clothes on the chair next to him, and then habitually glanced at the desk in the corner.

On the table is a pale yellow sè shabby book, on the surface of which is written "Chunhua Strange Stories" in five neat black sè characters.

Shen Luo frowned, then withdrew his gaze, slowly opened the door and walked out of the room.

"The eldest son."

Outside the door, there was a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy in Tsing Yi guarding there, and when he saw Shen Luo coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

In the distance, there are faintly large and continuous groups of houses, red tiles and white walls, and there are forty or fifty houses of various sizes combined.

"How many times did I cough last night? Are there any other movements? Shen Luo glanced at the little guy and asked lightly.

"Eldest Prince, you coughed thirteen times last night, and there was no other sound." The little guy had some blackened bags under his eyes, and replied, vaguely afraid of Shen Luo.

Shen Luo nodded, didn't ask anything more, and walked straight past the little guy.

The young man in Tsing Yi followed closely with interest.

After passing through several long corridors and a garden covering an acre of land, Shen Luo walked to a building that looked like a main hall.

When the two servant women standing in front of the hall saw it, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and Shen was also quite afraid of Shen Luo.

"Luo'er, you're here. How was your rest last night? Come in and have some ginseng soup. I asked someone to cook it for you. A man's concerned voice came from the hall.

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"With Lao's father worried, the child rested well last night." Shen Luoshen moved slightly, replied, and walked into the hall.

I saw that there was a round table full of delicacies in the hall, and several people were sitting around, and on the main seat was a middle-aged man in his forties, with slightly gray hair, and a little premature.

The middle-aged man was Shen Yuange, Shen Luo's father, and he looked at Shen Luo happily at the moment.

"Brother Luo is up! Xiaocui, hurry up and serve the ginseng soup, didn't you hear the master's instructions? A beautiful woman with beaded hair next to Shen Yuange barely smiled when she saw Shen Luo.

"There's Lao Erniang."

Shen Luo nodded lukewarmly at the woman.

"Big brother."

"Big brother."

A teenager and a young girl next to the woman also got up and said hello to Shen Luo, the two were about fourteen or fifteen years old, and their faces were three or four points similar to Shen Luo, they were his half-siblings, one was called Shen Ci, and the other was Shen Mumu.

The two were born to one child, but they reacted very differently to Shen Luo at the moment.

The younger brother Shen Ci looked at Shen Luo's gaze and dodged, and it was actually a little similar to those subordinate gods.