Dapeng Mountain, Jinpeng Peak

Wu Shengshan said that it was big and big, and it was very small when it was small, and there were so many young Bu clan clansmen, and the news of Bu Chen's injury was like having wings, and he flew to Dapeng Mountain.

The Bu clan of the entire Dapeng Mountain did not expect that the little junior disciple they had high hopes for would be sent back to the mountain on the first day of the martial arts conference and was seriously injured.

As a descendant of the mountain lord's lineage, several uncles and aunts of Buchen took turns to visit Jinpengding, and his biological mother stayed by the side of the unconscious sister-in-law, never leaving.

The disciples of Dapeng Mountain gathered at Jinpeng Peak, united to ask for an explanation for the little junior brother.

After all, in their hearts, the talented and diligent and tenacious Buchen is the most outstanding young man, and the other party is a heinous murderer who seriously injured him, only to hear that the other party is so cruel that he dares to do something to the linesman, which is really unbearable, as for the real situation, the little junior brother is injured like this, do you still need to deliberately understand?

Seeing that the disciples of Dapeng Mountain were already about to attack Chongming Peak in groups at night, a young man with a thin figure came out of the room and shouted at everyone: "What are you doing here with a pestle! Don't you have to practice at night?

The disciples who were originally noisy at the top of Jinpeng seemed to be choked, and they couldn't believe that the senior brother who had always protected his shortcomings would actually say such a thing, and the first few disciples looked at each other, and finally shouted with courage: "But senior brother...."

"But what!?" The thin young man said with a cold face: "It seems that there is still too much time for a stick of incense, you can still stay here and talk about it, then half a pillar of incense!"

The disciples of Dapeng Mountain, who were still angry just now, suddenly retreated, and ran wildly as if fleeing for their lives to the various auxiliary peaks, completely forgetting the courage to attack Chongming Peak at night just now.

After dispersing everyone, the young man turned around and entered the side hall, gently closed the door, his thin face like a knife was full of gloom, and he glared angrily at the Wusheng Mountain Daozi who was sitting in the side hall-Bu Xiao.

But the latter didn't seem to see Duan Qianchou's anger at all, and praised with a smile: "My cousin's prestige among the disciples of Dapeng Mountain is really unmatched, and he dispersed all the disciples with a few casual words, which is impressive." ”

"Don't talk about these nonsense. Duan Qianchou, who was full of coldness, didn't care about Buxiao's praise at all, and said coldly: "What you asked me to do has been done, but the little junior brother is injured!? The bones of the whole body are shattered, the meridians are broken, and the person who shot is obviously murderous, as the Daozi of the Martial Saint Mountain, you let your disciples be bullied by outsiders?"

"What does that cousin think, what should I do?" Bu Xiao said helplessly: "If it weren't for Bu Chen's serious injury to Xu Laoying's fifteen-year-old little cousin first, it wouldn't have provoked Tang Luo to make a move with anger. He also believes that Xiaochen is too proud, and it is very easy to break, if he can figure out this section and get through this difficulty, his martial arts cultivation will inevitably go to the next level. ”

"Don't take the mountain lord to press me. Duan Qianchou said coldly: "It's clear that you want to maintain the relationship with Xu Laoying, so you can endure it, if you change to other Tianzong disciples, with your temperament, you would have come out for Xiaochen a long time ago!"

Bu Xiao was silent, he did not deny that if Tang Luo was not Xu Laoying's cousin, he would definitely make a move, but there is no if in the world.

Seeing Bu Xiao's silence, Duan Qianchou immediately said angrily: "I don't understand! What is there to value about that guy who relies on cultivation to cultivate, the other party is just a relative of the Xu family, and Xiaochen is a descendant of the Bu family!"

Xu Laoying's bloodline ability has long been no secret in the Holy Land of Tianzong, everyone is waiting to see his jokes, after all, this kind of thing of picking yin and supplementing yang has always been a lower ninth-rate doorway that cannot be on the stage, how can such a person not be arranged if he chooses such a person to walk in the world.

But compared to these rumors, Bu Xiao is more practical: "No matter what method he uses to cultivate, he is one of the four little saint kings today, such a person, isn't it enough for people to pay attention to it?"

As soon as he heard Bu Xiao mention this ranking, Duan Qianchou was even more angry, and said angrily: "What are the four little saint kings, why are those people as famous as you, you are fierce..."

"So did he. ”

Bu Xiao nodded seriously at Duan Qianchou who couldn't believe it, and said solemnly: "You heard it right, he is also a fierce realm martial artist. ”

"He's only in his twenties..."Duan Qianchou thought of the cynical son of the Xu family, and said in disbelief: "Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure. Bu Xiao said lightly: "It's not a big deal to walk in the world, there will be a few amazing swordsmen in the Xu clan in Yuanzhou every few years, but like Xu Laoying, there will be no one in hundreds of years, so you understand, why do I value my friendship with him so much." ”

Just like the Martial Saint Mountain Daozi, not every Daozi or walking can eventually grow into a strong person at the Holy Lord level, many of them can't even reach the Mountain Master level, and most of them will spend their lives in the Great Grandmaster realm.

But Xu Laoying and he are both people who are destined to become Saint Lord-level powerhouses, this is a kind of spiritual induction that only exists between supreme geniuses, and the friendship of a future Saint Lord is worthy of Bu Xiao's careful maintenance.

"When do you need to be so condescending to the Daozi of my Martial Saint Mountain, I don't believe it, if you go to punish Tang Luo who is acting against the linesman, will Xu Laoying still turn his face with you!?"

"It's definitely going to turn the other cheek. Looking at the optimistic cousin, Bu Xiao shook his head and said helplessly: "Although I don't know why Xu Laoying values Longzhou's distant cousin so much, but that love can't be faked at all, maybe in the eyes of this affectionate swordsman, the friendship with Wusheng Mountain Daozi is not as good as his friendship with Tang Luo." Therefore, if you still want to leave the little holy master of the Xu clan in Wusheng Mountain to explain the way of the sword, this Tang Luo can't move. ”

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work!" Duan Qianchou was furious: "According to your meaning, Xiaochen's injury will be in vain, and the loss will be in vain?"

"Skills are not as good as people, life and death have no complaints. Looking at his cousin who couldn't make sense, Bu Xiao's attitude also cooled down, and he said with a calm face: "Six years ago, in the Xiling ring, if it wasn't for Tang Luo's inexplicable retreat in the end, the winner would definitely be Xiao Chen, but today, after six years of cultivation, Xiao Chen did not hesitate to use the Holy Martial Body, but he was still seriously injured by Tang Luo, and he didn't think about why he had such a poor combat strength after six years of cultivation, but he kept thinking about how to retaliate, Duan Qianchou, you disappointed me too much!"

When Duan Qianchou said the three words, it was no longer a conversation between Bu Xiao and his cousin, but a reprimand from Wusheng Mountain Daozi to the senior brother of Dapeng Mountain.