"From the elder, what kind of person do you think, the Lord of the Thunder Alliance?" In Beijunling, the young young master Song Chai Lin sits on the throne, and the entire Beijunling is discussing today, which is likely to determine the future direction of the entire Beijunling.

From Tianwen to the left side of the first place, hesitate again and again, from Tianwen truthfully said:

"Good at forbearance, there is a city government, broad-minded, not chivalrous, not a thing in the pool. ”

He understood that the young master of his family was asking the young Lei Zhengzhi, not Lei Jiyuan, who had become a legend.

The other elders narrowed their eyes for a moment, their hearts wary.

Song Chai Lin was unmoved, and then asked:

"Then from the meaning of the elder, our Beijunling should let go of the cooperation with the Dragon Yin Sect and the Donghuang Mountain family according to the will of this Thunder Alliance Master?"

Lei Zhengze is now the rightful leader of the Jianghu Alliance in Dongcang Jianghu. Transformation realm cultivation, and there are rivers and lakes recognized as the world's number one divine sword dome, that competition, there are few really powerful people to fight hard. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is indeed no stronger one in today's rivers and lakes. At this time, going up to face the hard, not only exposing their intentions, but also not getting anything good, is purely asking for hardship. There is not even such a person who bets on whether Lei Zheng's incarnation is fake. Today's rivers and lakes, not counting the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the court, can call the battle, only the fishing man in the South China Sea who escapes the world.

But it should be a side effect of Lei Zhengze's obscurity for so many years, even if there are three things in front of the famous sword conference, the formation law academy, and the alliance leader competition, many people are still waiting. In particular, the southern sects, which have long been accustomed to serving the yang and disobeying the yin, and each of them is trying to gain benefits for the sake of government, and it is a little difficult to ride the tiger for a while.

Among them, led by several southern sects such as the Dragon Yin Sect, their attitudes will largely determine the attitudes of the southern sects. Although Beijunling is in the middle, in fact, many interests are in the south, and the Longyin Sect and Donghuang Mountain are grasshoppers on the same rope.

From the day to ask for a while, I was speechless, and I didn't know how to answer. For a long time, the old man was ruthless:

"Young Master, I think there is a problem behind the Dragon Yin Sect. "What Tianwen didn't say is that in this hall, there are already people who are not so pure.

One person said in a cold voice:

"Elder Cong is the strongest combat power in Beijunling, but the sect affairs are mostly taken care of by us. From the elder's dedication to martial arts, I am afraid that he does not know how much loss Beijunling will have once he and the Dragon Yin Sect become evil. ”

Cong Tianwen was silent, and he didn't know what to say for a while. He really doesn't do these things.

Song Chai Lin is only in his twenties now, but his speech has always worked:

"It's business as usual, it's business as usual, wait and see what happens. But from now on, Beijunling will no longer recruit disciples, and now the realm is shallow, and those who have not been in the field long will all be sent home. Beijunling will have a lot of things to solve next. ”

The young sect master was calm on the surface, but in fact, there was no mountain rain in his heart at all, and everyone must have felt this way.

The young sect master was the first to leave his seat and waved his hand casually:

"It's all gone. ”

......

The golden sword kept shining, and finally led Feng Qingtong to an inn. The inn was in the same format as the inn where the young man surnamed Sui met, Feng Qingtong went straight up to the third floor, and there, sure enough, there was also a storyteller. Feng Qingtong left a mask and left.

......

A dark shadow emerged from the shadows: "Zhenbei Spy." ”

Situ Qiu, who was pruning the flowers and plants, glanced at it, didn't care much, and said casually:

"Speak. ”

"I found out the identity of the white-clothed swordsman who seriously injured the second son last year,

It seems to be Feng Qianmo's master, Feng Qianmo has never apprenticed in Tingtao Pavilion, and it seems that it is also because of this matter. The sword qi in Feng Qianmo's body most likely came from the white-clothed swordsman, who had briefly become the fourth worshipper of the Zhenbei Palace, but disappeared at the end of last autumn. ”

Situ Qiu stopped his movements, and the aura around him suddenly became gloomy, and the flowers and plants around the old man seemed to be able to feel the pressure, and they all lost their color. The black shadow was frightened for a while, he was just a messenger, but the national teacher was not happy, he said that he would die and die.

Situ Qiu stabilized his mood and waved his hand:

"Go and call Fang'er. ”

The black shadow suddenly relaxed, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait," Situ Qiu called him again:

"How's it going over there?"

The man hurriedly turned around:

"Back to my lord, there is no news. ”

"Well, leave her alone, and don't go to her. ”

The person who came didn't understand the meaning of the national teacher's doing, but he wouldn't ask more. The national teacher's personal orders, the people below just do it.

Soon, Situ Fang arrived in this back garden. Unlike Situ Langyan's calmness, as soon as Situ Fang entered here, he trembled as if he had entered a dungeon, and he had to think twice about anything he said.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

Situ Qiu glanced at him, and continued to repair the pruning scissors:

"Aren't you confused when you go to see that Simon?"

"Father, I've been here in the Imperial City, isn't that the scope of my eldest brother's responsibility?"

Situ Qiu said coldly:

"Within one month, kill Simon. That person is likely to be the one who cut off your arm and take revenge himself. ”

Situ Fang was stunned for a moment, and was about to refuse, but immediately stuffed the words of refusal back into his heart:

"Yes. ”

"Can you beat him?"

Situ Fang was speechless for a while: "I ......"

Situ Qiu was too lazy to say:

"Your brother can pull it out, eat the luck left for him, and now it's time to reach the top of Godrise, let him help you. He listens to you, tells him what I say, and if he is not convinced, he will stay in the dungeon for another year. ”

"Yes!"

......

"Alliance leader, you have retired, why do you still run around? Ouyang Gong personally drove the carriage, one master and one servant, on this remote path.

"Most people in the north still have me in their hearts, and if they can help Zhengze, they will pave more roads. ”

Ouyang Gong asked like this, but he actually knew it in his heart.

"The young master is so deeply hidden, I didn't even see the old slave, he didn't know when he reached the peak of Shenqi, and I don't know when, he quietly broke into the incarnation realm......"

Between Ouyang Gong's words, he was proud and proud.

Lei Jiyuan pretended not to care and snorted lightly:

"Neither do you see whose son it is. ”

In fact, in his heart, he, as a father, is happier than anyone else. Even, in Lei Jiyuan's eyes, Lei Zhengze will only do better than him in the future. As long as Lei Zhengze is given time, soon Lei Zhengze's vision will surpass his grumpy father.

Ouyang Gong smiled:

"Haha, I think the master is happier than anyone else!"

Lei Jiyuan scolded with a smile:

"You old guy, you have to show off everything you see, exactly like when you were young, you can't talk at all!"

Ouyang Gong took out the wine gourd, thought about it, but still took it back again, and muttered: "Defrost and Mrs. both say that I am the best at talking."

Oh my God......"

Lei Jiyuan was also a little stunned for a while:

"They...... It's not like to see me mess ......."

Lei Jiyuan lifted the curtain of the car, came out and sat behind Ouyang Gong: "It's hard for you Ouyang, and in the end, the frost will ......."

Ouyang Gong, who was driving in front, waved his hand:

"Okay, sir, until you show off, huh?

Lei Jiyuan shook his head:

"Young and frivolous, look back when you are old, but you only like this thing, and you shouldn't show it off......"

Ouyang Gong sighed but it was a pity that he was not good at drinking, the little girl hated drinking blindly when she helped the master drive the car, Ouyang Gong said that he could use his internal force to disperse the wine, but no matter how he explained, the girl didn't listen......

"Master, help me drink?" Ouyang Gong handed the wine jug to Lei Jiyuan behind him.

Lei Jiyuan was stunned, and then laughed:

"Okay, drink some drinks, anyway, I'm an idler now, and I don't have anything to do......"

Like Ouyang Gong, Guishuang is also a subordinate of the Lei Mansion, and as soon as she enters the mansion, she is the personal maid of the lady. Back then, Ouyang Gong liked the matter of defrost, and everyone in the house knew it. So there are two people in Lei Mansion who are afraid of their wives, which has become a joke in the house.

But it's a pity that it's not Ouyang Gong that Guishuang likes.

Ouyang Gong didn't say anything, he just liked it silently. But he knew that he would never be able to catch up with the man beside him in his life, the hero who was shining in the entire Dongcang. He was just a shadow, a shadow destined to see much light.

Later, the frost died.

That battle was against Ouyang Gong, and it was also the battle that left him with the root of the disease, and Ouyang Gong, who was almost certain to be able to transform into a habitat, would no longer be able to cross that hurdle in his life.

But only Ouyang Gong knew that the most important thing he lost in that battle was the woman who blocked a sword for him.

He thought about it for many years, but when he got old, he didn't think clearly, why Gui Shuang would block that sword for him, whether it was because he wanted to save him Ouyang Gong, or because the old man needed a shadow......

"Ouyang," Lei Jiyuan's voice pulled the old man back from his contemplation, and Lei Jiyuan looked at Ouyang Gong's eyes:

"Why haven't you thought about it...... Maybe later, she didn't know that her favorite was already you......"

The old man suddenly felt that his brain was blank, and he suddenly remembered that at the end of the battle, the woman in his arms who was spitting blood was trying to say something. But at that time, Ouyang Gong's eyes were full of blood and tears, and he couldn't wipe it clean, and he couldn't see the face that he usually didn't dare to look at too directly.

At this time, the last scene seemed to be clear, and he seemed to see it, and saw what the woman's mouth was saying:

Ouyang ...... It turns out that you are in my heart......"

It's a pity that neither of them can afford to get this answer......

At that time, he was a young man with fresh clothes and angry horses, but now his temples are white and his expression is declining. These two legends of the previous generation of Dongcang rivers and lakes are old

A golden light shot from the other side of the hill, Lei Jiyuan only felt that his scalp was numb, at this time he had no sword in his hand, and he was sick, so he could only dodge in a hurry. But in a hurry, he could only avoid the vital point, and he was bound to be seriously injured.

At this moment, Ouyang Gong in front of him seemed to be blessed to the soul, and the old man crashed through the thunder abyss at the fastest speed, and the golden light suddenly pierced the old man's body.

A surge of blood, Ouyang Gong muttered:

"Defrost, I saw ......"