There is almost no need to look closely, and you can see from this person's short and sturdy figure that this is the earthly peerless man he met in the mustard mountain, but today he is neatly dressed and finally sees his true face. The stubble, which is as short as an inch, is like a steel needle on the cheeks, with light eyebrows and bright eyes, and he is always around forty years old.

Actually saw this desperate person in Jinping Gongzi's congratulations to the guests, Chi Tang was surprised, but also not without resentment, the scene of the tragic death of the white-faced sheep monster on the mustard mountain appeared in front of him, Chi Tang couldn't help but look at him angrily, his fists clenched and loosened, if it wasn't for the fact that he was in front of Jinping Gongzi, it was inconvenient to move, and he almost wanted to punch him hard, and Xue Yang, who was sitting behind, also snorted after recognizing this person.

"This one is the third gentleman of the Shuzhong Peerless Gate, who has always been only famous and has never met, and it is rare that Mr. Quan San heard that the great joy of the re-martingale is approaching, and he made a special trip to meet and congratulate him, and it is really an honor to re-enter the martingale. Gongsun Fuying originally stood up with a smile and introduced, but when he saw the expressions of Chi Tang and Mr. San, he couldn't help but be stunned: "How many people have already met?"

"On the one hand, Chi didn't dare to climb high, but he didn't know Mr. Three. Chi Tang didn't see the courtesy, and reflexively sat back on his seat, everyone was a guest of Jinping Garden, and he didn't want to publicize the dislike between the two before, but this move had already expressed the disdain attitude very clearly.

The third gentleman's eyes flashed, but his expression was indifferent as usual, and he bowed his hand to Gongsun Fu Ying on the main throne, and his hoarse voice was like rubbing the bottom of two pottery bowls back and forth: "The Qianjia regards me as a villain, and I don't get along. As he spoke, he walked to the seat closest to the pavilion and sat down, and distanced himself from Chitang Xue Yang's seat.

"Isn't the master of the Dijumen Gate Mr. Guo Da, when did he become Mr. Guo San?" Xue Yang remembered that when he came to the land of Bashu with the third senior brother a few years ago, he had also seen the master of the Dijumen Gate, it was a short and sturdy old man who was over half a hundred years old, but he was not the appearance of the middle-aged man in front of him.

"That's my brother, who died a few years ago, and will be succeeded by Guo San as the head of the door!"

Seeing that the two were so hostile, Gongsun Fuying smiled and said: "Those who go to Fuying Jinping Garden are all distinguished guests, Brother Chi, Brother Xue, and Mr. Guo, how beautiful is it to look at Fumartingale's face, and rest the grievances of the world, and rejoice with all your heart?"

"The gap between the rivers and lakes is not a deep hatred, Chi Mou is at most respectful and stays away, how can there be a reason to make trouble and disturb the fun?"

Guo San's lips moved, but he didn't speak, but just showed one end of the pottery bowl on the case to Gongsun Fuying, which was regarded as a response.

A burst of clear laughter came from outside the pavilion, before the people arrived, the sound reached it, but the slightly dull atmosphere in the pavilion was diluted a lot, only to see a tall figure in a black robe accompanied by laughter, the person has not yet stood still, and his hands have already saluted Gongsun Fuying with fists: "Gongsun Gongzi, where are the good friends who came tonight?"

Tong Sihai smiled on the throne and said, "Brother Kuang, why did you come? Looking at the tone of voice, it was obvious that he was extremely familiar with the visitor.

Gongsun Fuying replied with a smile, and pointed at Chitang Xue Yang again: "I was about to introduce Brother Kuang, these two are friends of Fuying, both of them are the Qianjia Demon Slaying Master, Brother Chitang Chi, Xue Yang Xue Brother." ”

The Xuanyi man immediately bowed his hand to Chitang Xue Yang: "It turned out to be a heroic man of the Qianjia family, disrespectful and disrespectful, in the Tieyi Gate of Xialuling, Kuang Xiong, I have seen two heroes, I don't know how good the old man has always been?"

Chi Tang got up to return the salute, while looking at the appearance of this Xuanyi person, but he was also in his forties, thick eyebrows, straight nose and square mouth, bearded halberd, majestic, looking at the complexion of the face as straight as pig iron, when he heard him call himself Kuang Xiong of the Luling Iron Clothes Gate, his heart moved again, and he faintly felt that where had he heard of the name of this sect, and he was silent for a while, Xue Yang had already shouted: "Is it the head of the Iron Clothes Gate Kuang?" Oh, it has been famous for a long time, Xue Yang, a disciple of Jing Chuqian's family, has seen the head of the Kuang family, and everything is fine with the family teacher, but he has been wandering all the year round, and his whereabouts are uncertain, but there is Lao Kuang who is asking. ”...,