Gongsun Changsheng drank alone in the lobby alone, thinking that the martial arts fight with Yiquan was really too wretched, but the nest was a nest, and it was not good to disobey others, so he could only compromise and seek perfection, otherwise, a catastrophe would inevitably come. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info thought of the reason why he didn't kill himself, that is, he still had the value of use, and once he lost his value, he would be the first to kill me. Next, it's up to you to find a way out for yourself. But how do you find your way?

At this time, Xing Hunt came to the front, saw Gongsun Changsheng like this, and said: "Sect Master, we can't sit still, if it goes on like this, I think the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Gongsun Changsheng didn't know the consequences, but he was suffering from the fact that he had nothing to do, and he wanted to leave, but in doing so, he undoubtedly let the Prime Minister of the Changsheng Sect go. No, you can't. After thinking about it, I finally had a solution, and that was to ask outsiders to help deal with this guy. Thinking about this, I immediately had the spirit and an idea. said: "Xing Hunting, you go to Chuzhou quickly, and ask Dugu Jian to help in Hongxiao, otherwise, the Changsheng Sect will be someone else's." "Dugu Jian, wasn't Dugu Jian dead last year? Why now, Sect Master, you let me invite him? Sect Master, are you too drunk?" Xing Lie asked incomprehensibly. "You're just getting high, I'll tell you the truth, this man is not dead. It is said that no one in today's martial arts is his opponent, and even the people of the Six Men Covenant have been eliminated by him one by one. "The sect leader is really well-informed, okay, I'll go with Slender Huang Sanling." He was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, sect master, have you ever seen Miss? Miss didn't return overnight, even Yulu and the monk were gone, it's a little strange." ”

mentioned Gongsun Wen, Gongsun Changsheng felt that this matter was also strange, but he couldn't think of a reason to explain it. If she leaves, Wen'er will definitely report to herself, but it's been a day, no one has seen anyone, and she can't believe it, so she began to feel anxious and decided to go to Wen'er's room to see if there were any clues to be found.

When I came to the room, the room was still the same, and then I looked at the bed and it was neat, and even the tea set on the table was placed in an orderly manner, and I didn't find anything suspicious. I wanted to leave, but at this time, I felt a little tired because I had drunk too much, and I wanted to take a break, so I sat on the stool next to the table by the way. After drinking, I always feel that my mouth is dry and rough, I lift the teapot and pour a bowl of tea to drink, lift the teapot with one hand, pick up the teabowl with the other hand and put it in front of me, when the tea is slowly poured into the teabowl, I see some white substances next to the teabowl that Gongsun Changsheng pays attention to. Curiously, he wiped some white substance with his hand and sniffed it in front of his nose, but he didn't smell anything. This kind of drug is colorless and tasteless, even if Gongsun Changsheng doesn't drink alcohol, he won't notice anything. I didn't smell anything, so I clapped my hands and went out. Before leaving, close the door and plug it in from the outside to prevent the living from entering. He believes that one day he will see his beloved daughter.

The white-clothed Langjun and the Yinshan monks rushed for a few days, and they were halfway to the Shaolin Temple. Because of the heat, they unconsciously entered a forest, and the forest could not be seen at a glance, and it must be a hundred meters away. Entering the woods, looking around, there is no danger, the white-clothed Langjun said: "Senior, let's rest, after walking for a while, the sun is on the head, and now there are shaded trees to rest for a while." The monk looked at the woods and said, "That's what I mean, so let's rest." ”

Sitting on a tree that had long been broken, looking at the trees in front of him, the white-clothed Langjun seemed to feel that they were so familiar, and couldn't help but think of the incident of encountering pest bees in the woods, and those things were like yesterday's vivid memory.

The monk said, "If it were nice to be shaded by trees every day, I wouldn't sweat so much." "Yes, the things in the world are so disrespectful that you are helpless. As he spoke, he ran towards him with a bright smile thinking about Gongsun Wen's smile, and shouted Brother Lang Jun I love you. I think like this in my head, but I am very annoyed in my heart. This kind of feeling was something he had never felt before, and he couldn't help but ask himself, Wen'er, how are you? Hold on a little longer, and when the injury of the Hidden Mountain Monk is better, I will go to Chuzhou to see you.

Suddenly, an extremely strange figure appeared in front of them unconsciously. He was looking at them with an unfamiliar look. The white-clothed Langjun saw that this person's clothes were tattered, his hair was unkempt, he was about sixty years old, and his black beard and face were thin. With a knife in his hand, he stared at them with angry eyes.

When he saw the visitor, he was sure that he must be from the rivers and lakes. The white-clothed Langjun got up and hurriedly saluted and said, "Hello senior." ”

The man just looked at the white-clothed Langjun and didn't answer the question, and said in a young time, "Where are you going?"

Hearing the question, the white-clothed Langjun and the Hidden Mountain Monk exchanged glances with each other, signaling to this person, maybe, there is something wrong with the head.

The white-clothed Langjun replied: "Senior, let's not hide it, let's go to Shaolin Temple." ”

Someone came to look at the white-clothed Langjun, and his mouth muttered for a while, as if he was thinking about something. said: "Shaolin Temple, I thought you were going to the ghost gate." ”

Ghost Gate? Hidden Mountain Monk and Baiyi Langjun had never heard of a place or sect, and felt curious, so Baiyi Langjun asked: "Senior, is the Ghost Gate a place name or a sect?"

"It's so stupid, how can there be a place called the Ghost Gate, of course it's a sect. The comer said in an accusatory tone.

"Since it is a sect, I have been walking the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, but I have never heard of such a sect, and I ask my predecessors to make it clear. By the way, I haven't asked my predecessors for their names. Under the white coat Langjun. The respectful attitude of the white-clothed gentleman makes the person who comes impeccable.

The Hidden Mountain Monk carefully observed the appearance of the visitor on the side, and according to the analysis of the rumors in the rivers and lakes, judging by his dress, he should be one of the eight masters of the rivers and lakes. Thinking about this, he said, "You don't have to ask, if you ask, he won't answer you, I'll answer you." If the guess is right, he is one of the eight masters of the rivers and lakes, known as the Red Ghost, pay Yizhuo. ”

"Well, someone finally knows the old man. Fu Yizhuo glanced at the Hidden Mountain Monk and said, "If what I said is right, you are the Hidden Mountain Monk, Huang Yidao." Isn't that right?"

"The master is good eyesight, and below is Huang Yidao. ”

Fu Yizhuo turned to the white-clothed Langjun and said, "As for him, I am very fresh, but I look like a person." ”

"Who?" Hearing the news, the white-clothed Langjun realized that he was similar to others, and he must have a relationship, not to mention his closest relatives, and he would have something to do with him. fantasized that Fu Yizhuo knew his father, so he was eager to know who it was, and did he recognize it?

"For the sake of your urgency, I will tell you. He is the Flyer hero Chen Zhongbao. I think you are very similar, dare to ask, are you his son?" (To be continued.) )