Han Zhen, who was at the head of the seat, frowned, and immediately questioned, and the figure of the Huatang Lord who was sitting down trembled, and his eyes also showed a look of disgust, as a woman, she was naturally much more sensitive to things like this.

Even Xu Kunshan, who had always been cold to people, turned his head unexpectedly, and looked at the Vientiane Pavilion and his party with a complicated gaze.

It's really unthinkable that the young pavilion master of the dignified Vientiane Pavilion, a noble son who is also quite handsome and dashing, actually likes to develop this kind of thing that loses his conscience and destroys the norms of human ethics in private!

Many people's hearts have swelled up with a chill.

"Hehehe, Han Daochang, the avenue is three thousand, and the different paths are the same, since it is a test of poison, naturally don't care about its origin and origin......" The young pavilion master shook the feather fan lightly, and said with a light smile: "Although the medicinal materials for refining this thing are not very precious, but if it comes to toxicity, maybe the bottle of the Huatang master's little thing is not as good as the Love Devouring Pill below......

"It's really ridiculous, the young pavilion master can't help but underestimate my Tang family's unique secret medicine, right?" Huatang Master glanced at the pill in Yu Zhi's hand with disgust, and said coldly: "I want to compare my Nine Shadows Pill with your cheap and disgusting things, but it really damages my Tang Sect's reputation!"

In the face of the scolding, the young pavilion master still looked indifferent, and just smiled: "Huatang master, why be angry?

"Heh......" The hall master must have been extremely disgusted in his heart, and he didn't want to deal with it anymore, so he turned his head and was silent alone.

"This guy is so disgusting and clear, he's about to be proud!"

On the eaves, Qi Zehui couldn't help it, spat lightly at the side, and then scolded: "I really want to jump down now and beat this guy up......!"

"Compared to these, I am more curious about one thing......" Xiao Yan on the side was not so excited, his eyes just glanced at the young man, thought about it again and again, and suddenly said such a sentence.

"What's the matter?" Qi Zehui looked at his friend beside him, and then at Xu Kunshan, who was sitting with a hunched body, and he responded casually in anger: "Are you still worried about that old guy? If it weren't for the fact that there was still a matter of finding relatives for you, the master would roll up his sleeves now and beat this old turtle three together!"

Xiao Yan was stunned when he heard this, then waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, no, no, I wasn't thinking about this, but I was suddenly a little curious, what kind of character is this Kunlun master...... Why did he suddenly hold such a competition? Could it be that because of his illness, he suddenly became interested in hanging pots to help the world?"

"Ah, what do you mean Song Deru, that old guy?" Qi Zehui stretched out his little finger, leaned on the eaves and buttoned his nostrils comfortably: "This is also the older generation of Jianghu people, I don't know if he is interested in being a langzhong, but his illness is not a day or two...... It is said that when he was young, he also broke out of the world, and he was blessed with unique internal skills, fought bandits and bullies, killed corrupt officials, and fought with several famous heroes, and was a hero who was dominant...... It was later...... Tsk tsk!"

Seeing that the people in the hall below were still arguing about the affairs of the three sects and nine streams, Xiao Yan had to block half of his ears, so as not to be rushed into his head by the noisy voice: "Don't sell it, what's wrong with it?"

"Hey, what else can I say, Lao Ji is in the twilight, the heroes are in the twilight, aren't the last few people who run the rivers and lakes like this, and end up in a pitiful and lamentable situation?" Qi Zehui, who finished picking his nostrils, turned his head, and picked his teeth with that finger again, he said vaguely, suddenly paused, and then sighed, and continued:

"It's just that this old Taoist Song is indeed a little miserable. ”

"How so?"

"I heard my master, Elder Ding, say that it was about twenty years ago," Qi Zehui shook his fingers and said truthfully: "At that time, this old man was also in his sixties, and after working hard for most of his life, he finally settled down and became a generation of highly respected Kunlun leaders. At the same time his son, Song ...... Surname...... , uh, Xiao Song, has also grown up, and at a young age, he has shown an amazing talent for martial arts...... Xiao Buyi, do you remember that guy, right? Although he is now the number one in the world, more than 20 years ago, he lost to Xiao Song, who was younger than himself!"

"So powerful? Hmm......" Xiao Yan couldn't help but exclaim, but he also quickly covered his mouth, fortunately, the hall below was noisy, and there was no shortage of such an understatement from him.

"Awesome is powerful, but if he can continue to be so powerful, as for such a big sect, will he still let an old man in his old age guard the position of the head of the sect?" Qi Zehui pursed his lips and said: "After losing his son, Song Deru has been slumped since then, and he has no fighting spirit to cultivate a new successor, and the strength of the Kunlun faction has also plummeted...... Therefore, the elders all said that within thirty years, if Kunlun does not produce one or two descendants who can stand firmly, I am afraid that after the time comes, there will be no Kunlun's name in the eight major sects......"

"Huh, what's going on?"

"It's dead. ”

"How did you die?"

"Killed. ”

"Who killed ......"

"The red-faced old devil. ”

Qi Zehui's unexpected answer not only showed his extreme impatience, but also appropriately blocked Han Zhen's brows, and immediately questioned, and the Huatang master he sat down with a trembling figure, and his eyes also showed a look of disgust, as a woman, she was naturally much more sensitive to things like this.

Even Xu Kunshan, who had always been cold to people, turned his head unexpectedly, and looked at the Vientiane Pavilion and his party with a complicated gaze.

It's really unthinkable that the young pavilion master of the dignified Vientiane Pavilion, a noble son who is also quite handsome and dashing, actually likes to develop this kind of thing that loses his conscience and destroys the norms of human ethics in private!

Many people's hearts have swelled up with a chill.

"Hehehe, Han Daochang, the avenue is three thousand, and the different paths are the same, since it is a test of poison, naturally don't care about its origin and origin......" The young pavilion master shook the feather fan lightly, and said with a light smile: "Although the medicinal materials for refining this thing are not very precious, but if it comes to toxicity, maybe the bottle of the Huatang master's little thing is not as good as the Love Devouring Pill below......

"It's really ridiculous, the young pavilion master can't help but underestimate my Tang family's unique secret medicine, right?" Huatang Master glanced at the pill in Yu Zhi's hand with disgust, and said coldly: "I want to compare my Nine Shadows Pill with your cheap and disgusting things, but it really damages my Tang Sect's reputation!"

In the face of the scolding, the young pavilion master still looked indifferent, and just smiled: "Huatang master, why be angry?

"Heh......" The hall master must have been extremely disgusted in his heart, and he didn't want to deal with it anymore, so he turned his head and was silent alone.

"This guy is so disgusting and clear, he's about to be proud!"

On the eaves, Qi Zehui couldn't help it, spat lightly at the side, and then scolded: "I really want to jump down now and beat this guy up......!"

"Compared to these, I am more curious about one thing......" Xiao Yan on the side was not so excited, his eyes just glanced at the young man, thought about it again and again, and suddenly said such a sentence.

"What's the matter?" Qi Zehui looked at his friend beside him, and then at Xu Kunshan, who was sitting with a hunched body, and he responded casually in anger: "Are you still worried about that old guy? If it weren't for the fact that there was still a matter of finding relatives for you, the master would roll up his sleeves now and beat this old turtle three together!"

Xiao Yan was stunned when he heard this, then waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, no, no, I wasn't thinking about this, but I was suddenly a little curious, what kind of character is this Kunlun master...... Why did he suddenly hold such a competition? Could it be that because of his illness, he suddenly became interested in hanging pots to help the world?"

"Ah, what do you mean Song Deru, that old guy?" Qi Zehui stretched out his little finger, leaned on the eaves and buttoned his nostrils comfortably: "This is also the older generation of Jianghu people, I don't know if he is interested in being a langzhong, but his illness is not a day or two...... It is said that when he was young, he also broke out of the world, and he was blessed with unique internal skills, fought bandits and bullies, killed corrupt officials, and fought with several famous heroes, and was a hero who was dominant...... It was later...... Tsk tsk!"

Seeing that the people in the hall below were still arguing about the affairs of the three sects and nine streams, Xiao Yan had to block half of his ears, so as not to be rushed into his head by the noisy voice: "Don't sell it, what's wrong with it?"

"Hey, what else can I say, Lao Ji is in the twilight, the heroes are in the twilight, aren't the last few people who run the rivers and lakes like this, and end up in a pitiful and lamentable situation?" Qi Zehui, who finished picking his nostrils, turned his head, and picked his teeth with that finger again, he said vaguely, suddenly paused, and then sighed, and continued:

"It's just that this old Taoist Song is indeed a little miserable. ”

"How so?"

"I heard my master, Elder Ding, say that it was about twenty years ago," Qi Zehui shook his fingers and said truthfully: "At that time, this old man was also in his sixties, and after working hard for most of his life, he finally settled down and became a generation of highly respected Kunlun leaders. At the same time his son, Song ...... Surname...... , uh, Xiao Song, has also grown up, and at a young age, he has shown an amazing talent for martial arts...... Xiao Buyi, do you remember that guy, right? Although he is now the number one in the world, more than 20 years ago, he lost to Xiao Song, who was younger than himself!"

"So powerful? Hmm......" Xiao Yan couldn't help but exclaim, but he also quickly covered his mouth, fortunately, the hall below was noisy, and there was no shortage of such an understatement from him.

"Awesome is powerful, but if he can continue to be so powerful, as for such a big sect, will he still let an old man in his old age guard the position of the head of the sect?" Qi Zehui pursed his lips and said: "After losing his son, Song Deru has been slumped since then, and he has no fighting spirit to cultivate a new successor, and the strength of the Kunlun faction has also plummeted...... Therefore, the elders all said that within thirty years, if Kunlun does not produce one or two descendants who can stand firmly, I am afraid that after the time comes, there will be no Kunlun's name in the eight major sects......"

"Huh, what's going on?"

"It's dead. ”

"How did you die?"

"Killed. ”

"Who killed ......"

"The red-faced old devil. ”

Qi Zehui's unexpected rush to answer not only showed his extreme impatience, but also blocked his friend's mouth just right, so that he could focus on the two guys, the young pavilion master of Vientiane Pavilion and Xu Kunshan.

It's this old guy again......

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and clenched his fists, the debts on the bare-faced old devil were too much.

Sooner or later, he'll be able to get it back......

Just when the two people on the roof were each preoccupied, the dispute in the hall gradually subsided, although it was just another ** calm before the storm.

"Hah-" The young pavilion master of the Vientiane Pavilion folded his fan to hide his face, and yawned loudly: "This mouth, it grows on his own body, it is impossible to fight for others, so fighting, I'm afraid I will never be able to say clearly......"

"What's clear and unclear?" Han Zhendao's patience was already approaching the limit, "Whether it is from the rarity of the medicinal materials, or the size of the toxicity, it is clear that the Tang family's Nine Hidden Pills are far superior to your Vientiane Pavilion, I think, it is also time to let Xu ...... Friend, bring out your stuff......"

The hall master in the hall also nodded, in her opinion, in terms of the use of poison, Vientiane Pavilion and Tang Sect were not comparable.

What she has been waiting for is to understand and comprehend the poison of the Western Regions, which is stronger and weaker than that of the Central Plains.

"Wait, which poison is better or worse, if you can't try the properties of the medicine separately, how can it be considered fair and just?"

The young pavilion master's lazy voice came out of nowhere, as if he was really confident in his Love Devouring Pill. At the same time, he whispered in the ears of the two guards of the Vientiane Pavilion, whose expressions changed, but they quickly regained their composure, nodded, and walked out of the hall quickly, without closing the door.

"What, isn't it possible that the Young Pavilion Master is still planning to personally taste my Tang Sect's methods?" Hua Tang Master obviously had lost patience with the Young Pavilion Master, she sneered, spread out her palms, and pointed to the little green bottle on the coffee table: "Then I have to express a warm welcome!"

This was a sarcastic joke, but he never thought that the young pavilion master would listen to it, but he seemed to be in the middle of his arms, and he suddenly sat up straight with a flick of his clothes, and said very seriously:

"This is reasonable, just do it according to the wishes of the master of Huatang!"

"This ......" The Huatang master under the mask was stunned, obviously he didn't expect the other party to come out like this, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Lord Huatang!" Seeing this, the young pavilion master immediately stroked his palm and smiled, and said happily: "Naturally, you will eat, but it will definitely not be your turn-come, please come out!"