"Wudang Seven Heroes?"

Although he hadn't heard of this name, seeing Zhang Sanmad walking into the main hall, Xia Yanyu smiled, his heart was relaxed, and he secretly said that there were three crazy senior brothers, and things would not be too bad after all, so he got up and smiled, "Yanyu greets the three crazy senior brothers and the Wudang Seven Heroes." ”

"Haha, Senior Sister Xia, don't come unharmed. ”

Zhang Sanmad grinned at Xia Yanyu, glanced at the three daughters of Qingzheng, Su Daiyu and Lin Qiaoyan on the side of the main hall, nodded, and then stretched out his hand to pat, "Senior brothers, come out to say hello to the heroes from all walks of life!"

Whoosh!

Figures suddenly came out from all directions, from all corners of the hall, and came to Zhang Sanmad in front of him, lined up in two columns, and shouted loudly, "Hello everyone." ”

Everyone was stunned for a while, looking at the seven children who appeared in the main hall less than one meter tall, honest and cute, and they were dumbfounded.

It turns out that this is the 'Wudang Seven Heroes'?

It's child's play!

I thought it was such a well-known character, but I didn't expect it to be seven little children.

Even Xia Yanyu, Qingzheng and the other four girls saw this scene, and they couldn't help but smile after reacting.

The stubborn spleen of the three crazy brothers has not changed at all, and they actually brought seven children to be the 'Wudang Seven Heroes'?

Burst!

Looking at the seven children, Fang Zhile immediately squirted out a mouthful of tea, and finally temporarily freed himself from his cousin's memory travel, who would have thought that Zhang Sanmad gave himself another fierce medicine.

Junior brother, Wudang Seven Heroes, Seven Little Kids?

it!

This real-life version is too far from what I imagined!

It doesn't matter if the Wudang Seven Heroes become Zhang Sanmad's junior brother, it's acceptable that the heart can bear it a little better, but his mother's Wudang Seven Heroes are actually seven little children who haven't grown up yet?

It's too humiliating to be the Seven Heroes of Wudang!!

Fang Zhile thought that Zhang San was crazy and formed a gang, and when the time came, he would bring a group of subordinates to come over to support the field, and the scene must be very stylish, but now that he looks at it, he is coming, but he is not here to support the field, but to be a daddy!!

Daddy......

Fang Zhile suddenly thought of this word, apart from this word, he couldn't think of anything else to describe the current Zhang Sanmad.

It made him cry and laugh even more, as soon as the Wudang Seven Heroes appeared, Zhang Sanmad immediately raised his head, his eyes swept over the entire hall, and then he saw him at a glance.

Zhang Sanmad didn't care about other people's expressions, and brought a group of seven little children who had not yet grown their hair to Fang Zhile, and grinned, "Senior brothers, call them big brothers." ”

"Hello big brother!"

The seven little children each had a runny nose, blinked, and looked at Fang Zhile with innocent and clear eyes, their milk voices were milky, and they shouted loudly with a red face, and they used all their strength to eat.

The voice of the Taoist child echoed in the hall, unusually clear, like a bell ringing in everyone's ears, many people noticed it, saw a little clue, and looked at the seven little children with shocked faces.

Zhang Sanmad glanced back at everyone's expressions of shock, shock, incredulity, etc., hehe smiled, this is what he wanted, stretched out his hand and patted the back of the heads of several little children, and said with a smile, "Very well-behaved, go and play, and call you when there will be a fight." ”

"Yes, Senior Brother. The seven children replied in unison and ran away.

"Big brother, how is it, these seven rabbit cubs are okay. ”

Zhang Sanmad patted Fang Zhile on the shoulder, smiling brightly, and without waiting for Fang Zhile to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Guo Xiang and the purple-robed woman, his eyes suddenly lit up, his face was surprised, and he said suspiciously, "Hey, the eldest brother changed his taste so quickly?"

"Sister-in-law?"

Guo Xiang and the purple-robed woman were stunned.

Brother Fang actually has a family? I really can't see it, this guy is so deeply hidden, why haven't he ever heard him talk about it? I don't know if his wife is beautiful?

reacted, and secretly reverie for a while, Guo Xiang blushed, took a sip, and hurriedly moved to the side, obviously wanting to clear up the relationship with Fang Zhile.

However, the purple-robed woman smiled softly, her voice was numb, and she looked at Zhang Sanmad, "Martial Idiot, tell me what his taste was last time?"

"That's you. ”

Fang Zhile hurriedly interrupted, if he pretended to be deaf again, he really didn't know where the madman in front of him would blow the cow down, stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Sanmad on the shoulder, glared fiercely with threatening eyes, and said with a smile, "Yes, the Wudang Seven Heroes have a very loud name, and they are very worthy of you." ”

"It's good if the eldest brother likes it. Zhang Sanmad casually perfunctory, not forgetting to look at the purple-robed woman, and grinned, "Last time, the taste of the eldest brother was definitely not like yours, he told me that the least favorite thing is a thin and old ...... like you."

"Stop!"

Thin and old? Damn! When did Lao Tzu say that? I just met her for a short time!!

Fang Zhile sweated profusely in his heart, and hurriedly dodged, stood in front of the purple-robed woman, ignored the two murderous eyes behind him, grabbed Zhang Sanmad's shoulder, and said fiercely, "Little brother, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, when did my brother tell you that I don't like her like this? And when did you have a sister-in-law? Why don't you even know me?"

Zhang San smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice, "Actually...... I don't know. ”

Depend on!

I don't know if you fucking slander me? believe it or not, I'll sue you for your surname ~scratch~disturb?

This is clearly tarnishing Lao Tzu's innocence!

Fang Zhile stretched out his middle finger again and despised it fiercely, and by the way, he wanted Zhang San to apologize madly, but a cold voice suddenly came out from behind him, making his body stiffen suddenly......

"Little brother, it turns out that in your eyes, my sister is a thin and old witch?

......

Since Zhang Sanmad walked into the hall, everyone's eyes fell on him, and it wasn't until the 'Wudang Seven Heroes' appeared that they were stunned and turned away, but they were still a little shocked by the seven little children.

"Wudang sent outstanding people, even children have such skills, it seems that they will be prosperous in the future. ”

"The seven bodies are connected, and it is enough to sweep the martial arts, who will compete with them. ”

"Amazing, there is really one of those bull noses in Wudang. ”

The six major factions discussed one after another, each showing envy, admiration, and stunned, shaking their heads and sighing.

If a sect wants to gain a foothold in this country, it must not only have strong capital, but also talents who can take on the pillars.

In fact, to become a big faction in the rivers and lakes, there is some background, and the comparison is nothing more than talent.

Like Shaolin Temple, seventy-two kinds of stunts have shocked the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, no one can match them, the resources are abundant, and the disciples who teach them are naturally powerful.

Another example is Wudang, although it only rose a few decades ago, the patriarch of the Kechuang School is thorough, with outstanding talents, combined with Taoism to comprehend the supreme learning, passed down, naturally powerful, otherwise it will not be able to follow Shaolin, when the second in the rivers and lakes.

And like Kunlun, Huashan, Kongtong and other factions, although the name is not as good as Shaolin, Wudang, but the inheritance is also hundreds of years, the heritage is not much worse than Shaolin, Wudang, but the disciples are mostly middle and low-class assets, with few and few top-class talents, so it is a big step behind Shaolin and Wudang.

As for the number one beggar gang, the number is all over the world, even if there is no genius talent, but it is better than the number of people, and no one dares to bully.

Therefore, the rise and fall of a great sect is often directly related to whether there are disciples with natural resources in the sect.

than a disciple, more than a gifted disciple.

Wudang has already produced a martial idiot Zhang Sanmad, if there are Wudang Seven Heroes again, it is conceivable that the limelight will overshadow Shaolin in the future, and there is a faint trend of dominating the rivers and lakes.

It shocked everyone even more.

Martial idiot Zhang San was crazy and actually shouted that kid who came out of nowhere to be the big brother?

Doesn't this mean that that kid is even more powerful than a martial idiot?

How is this possible!

Look at that kid is only twenty-five or sixteen, if he is more powerful than the martial idiot Zhang Sanmad, why haven't I heard of his name in the rivers and lakes in recent years?

Actually appeared in the Emei faction?

Don't......

A ridiculous thought suddenly flashed through everyone's hearts, and they all looked at Xia Yanyu with extremely strange eyes.

Could it be that the Emei faction collects men?

Sensing the meaning in everyone's eyes, Xia Yanyu disdained to explain, changed the topic lightly, glanced at the second elder Youyu, and sneered, "Listen to the meaning of the second elder Youyu, but you want Yanyu to give up this faction?"

"Hehe, yes, how can the little girl hold this mountain, you might as well give it to this faction. Wu Xiayu also stood up and smiled coldly.

"Senior Brother Qin Shuang, do you mean that too?" Xia Yanyu ignored the second elder Youyu and his eyes fell on Qin Shuang.

Brush!

Everyone looked at Qingcheng Sect Qin Shuang together.

When has Qin Shuang enjoyed speaking under the watchful eye of all people, his blood rushed up, he straightened his chest, and sneered, "Yes, Senior Sister Xia had better have this awareness, otherwise it will be difficult to tear your face." ”

"Tearing your face?"

Xia Yanyu slowly stood up, his smile retracted, his eyes had turned cold, Sen Han's gaze swept over the rest of the big factions, and said coldly, "If Yanyu didn't guess wrong, I'm afraid that you are not here to mourn the family teacher, but to take this mountain and the sect!!"

The last word came out, and the hall echoed, the words were sonorous, and there was an indescribable wind and bones in it.

Qingzheng, Su Daiyu and Lin Qiaoyan clenched their fists at the same time, looked at everyone in the hall with a solemn expression, and secretly gritted their teeth.

If nothing else, there will be a fierce battle next, and it is more likely that it will cost lives.

Of course, although the third daughter is a woman, she thinks she is still a little arrogant, and she will definitely not sit still, only one battle!

Fight to defend the sect!

These wicked people must not be allowed to occupy the mountain of their sect, otherwise how can they explain to the master, and what face do they have to meet the founding patriarch under the nine springs?

seemed to be shocked by Xia Yanyu's words, and the hall was silent for a while.

Xia Yanyu clenched her teeth, her delicate body trembled, and with an indifferent gaze, she swept over the major factions in these rivers and lakes one by one, swept over the faces of those self-proclaimed righteous gentlemen, and suddenly found that everything was so false, everything was so dreamy, which made her laugh suddenly.

The smile was desolate.

Finally, as if remembering something, Xia Yanyu suddenly raised his head, looked at the Shaolin sect on the right hand, and his eyes fell on the old monk with white eyebrows and beard.

As if sensing the expectation in Xia Yanyu's eyes, the old monk's lips squirmed, and he stopped talking.

But at this time, two young monks behind the old monk, one of them suddenly stepped forward, bent down and said a few words in the old monk's ear, the old monk listened, the muscles of the old face trembled, and finally raised his head and sighed, and recited a Buddha name, "Amitabha, good, good." ”

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