In just more than ten days, Cen Wuxin's White Horse Gang rampaged through the underground rivers and lakes of Shu and grew rapidly.

From the original head of several streets in Nancheng, to now, there is a chair placed in the third place in the underground hall of Nancheng.

All this naturally made the White Horse Gang fighting on the street happy, walking on the street, the waist pole was also a little stiffer, even if they met the two gangs of people whose chair position was still in front of their boss for the time being, the White Horse Gang also regarded it as a chicken and a dog.

But in the upper echelons of the White Horse Gang, they are not so proud and relaxed.

In a secluded attic, the upper echelons of the White Horse Gang gathered in a box, and there was anxious smoke wafting from it, but no one said anything about opening the windows to ventilate.

An ordinary old man like an old farmer smashed his dry pipe, frowned and said: "In the past few days, there have been several incidents of gangs being attacked in the newly taken territory. ”

Another richly dressed boy stretched out two fingers and gently tapped on the table, "The Huoyun Gang and the Gale Society have a faint tendency to form an alliance, and it seems that they want to stabilize their own plate and deal with us together. ”

The seven or eight people sitting in the room talked about their worries and predicaments, but they were only worried, and they were still full of confidence in the great cause of their gang.

One of the sources of their confidence is the helper Cen Wuxin, who has been sitting at the top and listening silently, and the cultivator, Cen Wuxin.

Cen Wuxin nodded, signaled that he knew, first discussed it with everyone, and then said, "Everyone go back first, I will discuss it with Mr., and there will be an order soon." ”

Hearing Cen Wuxin mention Mr., everyone's expressions were awe-inspiring, and the second thing in their confidence was that this gentleman who only heard his name but didn't see him, and he didn't even know what his surname was, but that's it, under Mr.'s strategy, their White Horse Gang was able to win all battles and be invincible.

Seeing those big gangs that they once looked up to being trampled to the ground one by one, these people who have been accustomed to gang fighting since childhood even have a feeling of how we have been suppressed by such a rabble for so long.

This gentleman is naturally Fu Lin who lives in seclusion in Jincheng.

In Cen Wuxin's hidden courtyard, Fu Lin and Cao Yelai sat opposite each other, and finally there was no longer wine on the table, but two lamps of alpine green tea unique to Shudi.

Cao Yelai was secretly happy, which meant that his senior brother had gradually regained his former demeanor, and when he thought of this, he said teasingly: "Senior brother doesn't care about the next backlash of the White Horse Gang?"

Fu Lin picked up the teacup and glanced at Cao Yelai, "With you, what am I worried about." ”

Blowing the tea leaves, drinking a sip of clear tea soup, the taste is mellow and sweet, refreshing people's hearts,

Cao Ye came and said, "Then you are a fool." I've never been involved in any of this. ”

Fu Lin held the teacup, "You won't come here for such a trivial matter, right?"

Although Cao Yelai was very reluctant to disturb his senior brother's rare leisure days, he still opened his mouth, "Zhou Mo has come to the Xiling Sword Sect. ”

Fu Lin's hand shook slightly, and the tea soup poured on the white clothes.

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It turned out that in everyone's expectations, the so-called Great Dao dispute between Bai Song and Xing Tian, Huo Beizhen and Liu Chengfeng's grievances, and Yunluo and Shi Sheng's Destiny dispute, but because of the Sword Sect's arrangement of the Sword Crown Competition, Qingxi Sword Pool's unexpected concession did not appear, which made some people breathe a sigh of relief and made others feel bored.

Fortunately, this boredom has been replaced by another climax today.

Sixiang Mountain, which is far away from the 100,000 mountains, also sent representatives to participate, and half an hour ago, the Sword Sect informed everyone of the identity of this representative, and there was a scene of crowds at the mountain gate at this moment.

It is said that the handsome and talented Zhou Lang of Sixiang Mountain has already passed Jincheng and went straight to Dayi Town.

There are female monks in the team who are deliberately dressed up in fancy clothes, and there are also male disciples who are unwilling to come to see and see.

Among them, there were five people, including Yunluo Pei Zhen, who chose a small mountain bag and watched from a distance.

Of course, at the front of the entire team, there are many bigwigs.

There are five sects in the world, Xiling Sword Sect, Hengduan Daozhuang, Zixiao Palace, Sixiang Mountain, and Danding Cave, and there are already four here.

Xing Zhaoyuan, the head of Hengduan Dao Village, stood side by side with Xing Tian, Xing Zhaoyuan and Fu Lin and others also had deep friendships, but they did not participate in Ling Qingyun's affairs back then, and they have always been concerned about the bleak situation of Sixiang Mountain after that, but under pressure, it is still difficult to protect themselves, and it is difficult to lend a hand.

In fact, before they came, they even thought about taking a detour to Sixiang Mountain, and they could also protect a little by going on the same road with the people of Sixiang Mountain, but they didn't know the specific location of the mountain gate, and second, they didn't know whether they would send people to participate, so they gave up.

Li Zhichuan, the palace master of Zixiao Palace, is an old man in a Taoist robe, tall, holding a dust, fairy wind and bones, and a masterful demeanor.

The leader of Danding Cave this time is a thin old man, named Ge Xun, who is the deputy cave master of Danding Cave, with a pair of triangular eyes and two mustaches, standing with Chai Yupu of Qingxi Sword Pond very temperamentally, and even slightly back half of his body, looking like Chai Yupu's subordinates.

Because of this, Xing Zhaoyuan, Li Zhichuan and the others tried to stay away from him as much as possible, with cold expressions, but Ge Xun didn't care.

Chen Qingfeng, the sect leader of the Xiling Sword Sect, took the initiative to stand at the mountain gate to greet him for the first time, and although the rest of the sects had occasional grievances in their hearts, it was also expected.

Sixiang Mountain has always been the best friend of the Xiling Sword Sect, and the two sects have crossed hands in many things.

It is also for this reason that after the great change that year, Sixiang Mountain was suppressed the most miserable, and now that there is such a bright opportunity, Chen Qingfeng will definitely not hesitate to give his allies such a scene and momentum.

Behind the five bigwigs, there are people from several major families, such as an elder of the Lu family and an elder of the Wang family, who have also arrived.

After that, there were some small sects of people, such as Confucianism and Buddhism, and some people also came.

Old love, grievances, curiosity, and boredom, these people followed Chen Qingfeng to the mountain gate for various reasons.

From a distance, the lineup is huge and the momentum is amazing.

As soon as he took his own family and horses through Dayi Town, he saw such a battle, and the vanity in the heart of Cui Hong, the third elder of the Cui family, was greatly satisfied.

Who said that the big man is light and light, and he doesn't like things, but ordinary things are too ordinary for him.

For Cui Hong, being able to be greeted by the Five Sects and other wealthy clans was far beyond his expectations, and it stimulated his heart that seemed to outsiders to be unwavering and calculating, and it was a little chaotic.

When the carriage approached and Cui Hong walked out, he almost ignored the neat sighs from the crowd behind him, but he still heard it, which made his whole person look slightly stunned, didn't he come to greet me?

Since Chen Qingfeng was here, it was not good not to speak, so he stepped forward, said hello, and then ordered the other elder beside him to receive Elder Cui to rest.

This made Cui Hong, in a sense, indeed the first person Chen Qingfeng personally greeted.

Cui Hong was sure that he was really self-inflicted, and the huge gap made his face a little red, and he was secretly glad that he didn't say anything just now to thank you for waiting here, but it still feels very embarrassing to think about it.

This also made him more and more curious, what kind of person is worthy of so many big people and small characters to gather here and wait, and ordered his subordinates to follow the elders of the Sword Sect to settle down, Cui Hong walked to the place where the Lu family, the Wang family and others gathered, ready to take a look.

On the mountain bag, Lu Qi laughed and said, "It seems that the elders of your family think they are here to pick him up." ”

Cui Pheasant had a cold face, "If it weren't for the fear of losing the Cui family's face, I would have hoped that he would be as embarrassed as possible." ”

Lu Qi tilted his head, "Don't deal with it?"

Cui Pheasant said coldly, "Cui He's diehard." ”

Lu Qi suddenly realized, "No wonder. ”

At the bottom of the mountain, a fast horse galloped over, and the rider on it tightly strangled near the stone sword, panting: "Sect Master, here!"

Everyone looked up with a shocked expression.

Behind him, a white horse galloped in a stretched and fast rhythm, without the urgency of galloping, nor the exhaustion of panting, nor like the laziness of moving slowly, but it looked very comfortable.

Chen Qingfeng and the others looked at each other in slight surprise.

When the white horse came to a stop, there were some sighs of disappointment or whispers in the crowd behind them.

Because although the man in the green shirt on the white horse was slender and elegant, his face was covered with a blue mask.

The man in the green shirt stopped his horse from a distance, lightly touched the horse's back, and landed on the ground, silently, slowly walking towards the crowd.

Chen Qingfeng walked out first and asked with a smile: "But the four elephants embroidered tiger Zhou Lang?"

The man in the green shirt couldn't cry or laugh, "When did you have such a nickname, Sect Master Chen shouldn't make fun of it." ”

Chen Qingfeng was about to reply, but a yin and yang strange voice came from behind him, "Yes, sect master, this is wearing a mask, who knows what it looks like, you better not praise him." ”

Chen Qingfeng looked back, it was Cui Hong, who almost made a joke just now, after inquiring with the elders of the Lu family, listening to Zhou Mo's movement at this moment, he was even more annoyed in his heart, why did a lingering Sixiang Mountain enjoy such treatment.

When Zhou Mo heard this, he smiled slightly, "This brother is right, at this moment, you really shouldn't show people with a mask. ”

After saying that, he gently removed the mask from his face.

Many of the female monks gathered at the mountain gate felt that their heartbeats had stopped at that moment, and the handsome face that appeared in front of them was not like a mortal, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, spring water turning eyes, and the inevitable feeling of haggard wind and dust brought by those hurryes, not only did not weaken his charm in the slightest, but made his whole person seem to be more like a real person.

Cui Hong said fiercely: "It's really a little white face." ”

Chen Qingfeng stared at him and said in a deep voice: "You are all my sect's distinguished guests, Elder Cui, be cautious!"

Without waiting for Cui Hong to justify, many female monks behind him quit, and they began to count Cui Honglai on Twitter, what happened to the big guys, the law does not blame the public.

Cui Hong's old face flushed, and he simply sat down and turned a deaf ear, it would be embarrassing if he left in a gloomy manner at this time.

Chen Qingfeng said hello, and then those acquaintances came to meet one by one, Xing Zhaoyuan took Xing Tian to greet him, and after a few warm greetings, Xing Zhaoyuan said in a heartfelt voice: "I didn't expect you to come, I didn't expect you to come alone." ”

Zhou Mo's smile remained unchanged, and he also said in his heart: "Thank you Master Xing for your concern, instead of being in peace, it is better to advance and retreat." ”

Xing Zhaoyuan said: "You are so careful, if necessary, I will help you." ”

Zhou Mo gently patted Xing Zhaoyuan's hand, gave him a warm look, and turned to greet Li Zhichuan.

On the mountain bag, Pei Zhen looked at Cui Pheasant with a nervous expression, and saw that Cui Pheasant was a little upset, and said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Pei Zhen said: "Nothing, nothing. ”

Cui Pheasant sneered: "If you have no confidence in yourself, what else will you do but talk about it?"

Pei Zhen pointed at Yunluo and said, "He also looked at Senior Sister Lu like this just now!"

Yun Luo's face flushed, "Pei Zhen, you are talking nonsense." ”

Lu Qi picked up Cui Pheasant and turned around and walked out, Yunluo looked at Pei Zhen with a complaining face, Pei Zhen hugged Fu Tianqi with an ignorant face, and said to Yunluo: "I'm assisting you, do you understand?!"

At the mountain gate, Zhou Mo still calmly and elegantly greeted all forces.

Suddenly, a fast horse came running and stopped suddenly, and the rider galloped to Chen Qingfeng's side, and said something in his ear.

Chen Qingfeng's face suddenly changed and became extremely serious.