"The illness of the Sleeve Palm Sect is cured, I learned that the Sleeve Palm Sect was tired and sick for my Da Chu, but my heart is not stable, seeing the spirit of the Sleeve Palm Sect, I am much more relieved!"

Stepping into the small flower hall, looking at the sleeve Hongchu sitting on the seat, Leng Zhuo looked at the sleeve Hongchu with a concerned face, but the appearance of shouting cold and asking for warmth did not make the sleeve Hongchu feel a little moved, hum, Qiong snorted lightly in his nose, and the sleeve Hongchu was not pretentious to Leng Zhuo's fake mercy on the cat crying mouse.

Wulaofeng fought a battle, because of the gambling with Leng Zhuo, but the bottom of the loss, especially at the last moment, the sleeve Hongchu doubled the gambling contract, but this was verbal, but even if she relied on this, there were still 1,600 jars of potpourri on the white paper and black deed.

Baihua Dew is not that kind of ordinary goods, only the flower dew of the hundred flowers is collected in the early morning, and Leng Zhuo is even more hateful, the weight of a jar of wine stipulated in the contract makes it difficult for her to even change the law, and with Zong Tianfeng's annual output, it is only five or six hundred jars, this gap is too big.

Although she is the head of Zong Tianfeng, not only can she not get benefits for her sect and win benefits, but she has also lost so much, if the elders in the sect know about this matter, there may be a lot of trouble, in the past two days, because of this matter, it is difficult to sleep and eat tastelessly, if she sees that face, she is afraid that she can't help but rush up and go crazy.

"Thank you Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor for your concern!" forcibly suppressed the thought of wanting to beat people in his heart, took a deep breath, and said lightly: "This sect master has already contacted the sect master of Jiulong Peak, and the matter of the fight will be postponed." It was not intentional on the part of Jiulong Peak, but that many disciples in the peak were competing for the quota on the field, so the trouble was relatively big. Therefore, before competing with Da Chu, there will be a small comparison within the Nine Dragon Peak Sect, and the Nine Dragon Peak Sect Master hopes that His Majesty can understand!"

Leng Zhuo sighed, although the reason that Sleeve Hongchu said was a reason in front of him, if it wasn't for the previous news, maybe Leng Zhuo would have really believed it, but now it is obvious that the people of Jiulong Peak are delaying time.

"I see!" Leng Zhuo's face was a little relieved. Then he said: "Then did the other party say that it would take a few days to fight?"

Sleeve Hongchu pondered for a while, and said: "This, it may be as short as three days, and as long as seven or eight days! After all, Jiulong Peak is a large sect, and there are nine sects in the sect, so it will inevitably be more complicated!"

Hmph, it's really able to drag, wait another seven or eight days, and the daylilies will be almost cold. And since the other party is going to use procrastination. At that time, it may not be possible to use any other means, Leng Zhuo thought of this, and suddenly had a plan in his heart.

Talk to Sleeve Hongchu again. Seeing that Leng Zhuo didn't react too violently, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then got up to say goodbye. She was afraid that if she continued to stay here, she would be tempted to do something she couldn't help it.

And Leng Zhuo didn't tease Sleeve Hongchu, and when Sleeve Hongchu left the Little Flower Hall, Leng Zhuo immediately called a few generals on duty, whispered a few words, and several people nodded out of the Little Flower Hall. Hmph, since you want to drag. Then don't blame me for playing some tricks.

Leng Zhuo and his entourage were arranged in a platform courtyard halfway up the main peak of Jiulong Peak, with nearly 100 large and small houses, which was the residence of the disciples of Jiulong Peak.

And it seems that Leng Zhuo and his party are afraid of running around at will, the garden arranged by Leng Zhuo and his party is in the platform, with cliffs and cliffs on both sides, and steep mountains on the other, and the only passage is the Panshan Stone Corridor, but this entrance and exit is blocked by the other half of the garden, and this garden is inhabited by more than 200 Jiulong Peak disciples who live on this platform.

Soon, it was night again, the bright moon hung at the end of the mountain, the silver-white moonlight swayed down, covering the green all over the mountain, like a layer of silver light yarn, the night breeze was gentle, faintly, you could hear the sound of the turbulent water in the ravine at the foot of the mountain lapping the stone walls on both sides.

Squeak, squeak, a cart was pushed by the four Jiulong Peak disciples to the garden where Da Chu lived, and these four people were naturally responsible for the food of Da Chu and his party.

"Your dinner, come over a few people to get it, it's best to eat it quickly, we'll come back in half an hour to get it!" a tall disciple looked sarcastic, and after speaking, he turned around and was about to take people away.

"Grandma, a bear, you plan to eat these gruel for us!" Meng Beast came to the cart, opened the lid of several wooden barrels, and shouted in a rough voice: "Lao Tzu wants to eat meat, you understand if you eat meat, go and prepare a hundred pigs immediately, and send the best wine, otherwise, hum!"

"Heh, what kind of thing, you dare to ask for meat to eat, it's good to be able to drink porridge, there is not so much food waste on Jiulong Peak to feed waste rice buckets, love to eat or not!

"Boy, what did you just say, I didn't hear clearly!" the beast strode forward, blocking the gate of the garden moon in three steps and two steps, and asked with his ears clasped.

"Hmph, I said you were a waste rice bucket, get out of the way!"

"Hey, boy, you're very courageous!" The corner of Meng Beast's mouth showed some sneer, and he directly picked up the big fist and knocked the Nine Dragon Peak disciple away, but by coincidence, the disciple smashed on the barrel car, and suddenly the soup was drenched.

"However, dare to be arrogant in front of your Mengye, you are still a little tender, this steamed bun is for you, hurry up and get out of me, a hundred pigs, and good wine, send it over immediately, otherwise we will go and get it ourselves!"

"You dare to do it......" Obviously, these Jiulong Peak disciples didn't expect the other party to dare to make a move, they are just ordinary disciples of Jiulong Peak, although their strength is good, but they also have to be compared with whom, in front of the big fist of the Meng Beast, it is not enough to see at all, three times five divided by two, they were knocked to the ground, and they were clutched into a ball by the Meng Beast and rolled out.

"Hmph, a group of turtle grandchildren, soft eggs who don't even dare to fight, hum, what kind of royal sect, I think it's bullshit, otherwise how can you not even show your face, I only know that I am shrunk in the turtle shell and cat, do you think you can hide from it like this!"

The voice of the beast is like a gong, although it is not very clear to the outside of the inside, but the hundreds of courtyards on this stone platform can definitely be heard: "I just look down on you like this, I think there are more people than the great, I see that you are not as good as the five old peaks, what a great sect of the imperial gate, but just a group of turtles and soft eggs, I don't think you will call it Jiulong Peak in the future, call it Nine Insect Peak!"

"I didn't expect it, this guy has a good level of scolding, I can't help but be angry when I hear it, I don't know if those barbarians can endure it!" In this courtyard, there are already a lot of Chu generals gathered at this moment, listening to the beast scolding the mother, but they are watching a good show one by one.

"It's strange if you can bear it, Your Majesty has already ordered, if that group of barbarians dares to fight over, they will be beaten back, as long as there is nothing to do with it, Your Majesty will bear it, hehe, I have long held back my hands Itchy, but these two hundred Nine Dragon Peak disciples are a bit insufficient!"

"Don't worry, we won't rob you!"

Meng's scolding on the street, and finally ran out of words, but this has achieved a good effect, where have the disciples of Jiulong Peak been so humiliated, or by a group of imperial people they despise the most, you must know that Jiulong Peak is one of the eighteen ancestral peaks of the Royal Gate, inherited for thousands of years, and has its own pride, and now it is scolded as a turtle soft egg, and it will be renamed Nine Insect Peak, which is like a spark thrown into a gasoline barrel, which suddenly detonated the disciples of Jiulong Peak.

Originally, for the arrival of Leng Zhuo and the others, these Jiulong Peak disciples were holding back their strength, wanting to teach them a hard lesson, letting them know why the sky was so blue and why the flowers were so red, but the sect master and the others didn't know what to think, so they actually delayed.

"Damn, this group of damn Chu barbarians, I can't bear it, it's the man who will let me go, today we will take care of this group of bastards in advance, let them know the strength of my Jiulong Peak, let them hurry up and roll as far as they want, otherwise Lao Tzu will have to break their necks!"

"Senior Brother Lu is right, life is unbearable, today I want to let these Chu barbarians know that we know the power of our Nine Dragon Peak, do they think that defeating a Five Old Peak will be able to compete with my Nine Dragon Peak, hum, it's really arrogant!"

This Senior Brother Lu is obviously a head in this garden, and his prestige is not low, and when he stood up, he immediately aroused the excitement of the surrounding crowd, and the scene was suddenly ignited like a powder keg, and he walked towards the garden where Da Chu was.

"Senior Brother Xie, aren't you going to stop Senior Brother Lu, this is really going to ...... fight!" The disciples of Jiulong Peak are no longer those barbarians who live in the wild jungle, they have not only inherited the natural law of survival of the fittest from their ancestors, but have also integrated into the splendid culture of the Northern Empire.

"Can you stop this scene? Lu An, that guy can cause trouble if he has nothing to do, can you persuade him? And I don't have a good impression of these Chu people, it's still necessary to teach a lesson, go, inform the matter here, I'll go and see the situation!"

"Hey, it's really here!" Wang Yanzhang looked at the figure outside the cave, and suddenly laughed.

As the saying goes, enemies are very red when they meet, although Da Chu and Jiulong Peak are not enemies, they are definitely not friendly, not to mention that now the two sides are still on opposite sides, especially the turtle soft eggs of the Meng Beast, the dragon has become a worm, but it makes the disciples of Jiulong Peak angry.

"Damn, which bastard who owes a mouth dares to insult me Jiulong Peak, stand up, if I don't beat you to death today, Lao Tzu won't be in Jiulong Peak!" Lu An stepped past the moon gate, which was the periphery of the garden where Da Chu was.

Meng Beast looked at Lu An who rushed over, and suddenly said: "It's Meng Ye who scolds you, what can you do to Meng Ye, you turtle son!"

When Lu An heard this, he suddenly became angry: "Boy, you are looking for death!" As he spoke, Lu An had already come out of the crowd, holding a mace in his hand, and smashed it towards the beast with a whistling wind.

"Ha, it's good to come!" Meng Beast watched Lu An call, not only was he not afraid, but he was overjoyed, and he directly raised his arms, and with a bang, the mace smashed on the bracers of Meng Beast's arms, and Meng Beast also kicked back two steps and shook his arm: "The strength is not small!

"Fight!" Lu An snorted, snorting directly in his nasal voice, and a scuffle suddenly played out in this small space.