Mo Zhengxu looked at Suzaku, and she had changed drastically from when she was still Yin'er. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Now you are the master of the Vermilion Bird Hall!"

Suzaku was silent, thinking about Fang Mengyao and Mo Zhengxu, the two of the three Qingguan twins, among the many rising stars in the rivers and lakes, they are very outstanding characters, the two are like brothers, Mo Zhengxu also took great care of Suzaku back then, even if Suzaku later seriously injured Rong Yuru, he also tried his best to intercede for Suzaku in front of Yuan Chengzi, and Yuan Chengzi spared Suzaku's life.

Twenty years apart, I didn't expect to meet here again today, and the scenes of the past suddenly appeared in front of me, and the battle of Sanqingguan gradually appeared in front of the two.

Suddenly, Mo Zhengxu suddenly remembered something, his eyes were like torches, and the essence of light shot on the old man sitting next to Gao Fenglin.

With a loud shout, his palms crossed, and a move "Yunqi Xuefei" slapped towards the old man.

The old man laughed strangely, as if he had already prepared to parry, and secretly slapped a palm, hitting Mo Zhengxu's palms, and with a bang, it resounded throughout the audience.

The heroes were shocked by the scene, and they didn't know what was going on, but they actually attracted the viewer of the Sanqing Temple to take action in person.

The old man left his seat, retreated to the middle of the hall, looked at Mo Zhengxu and Gao Fenglin, laughed, and said:

"Sanqingguan really lives up to its name. ”

In the meantime, there are branches here, and the heroes of Jiangnan are like watching a big drama, and the good scenes are staged one after another.

Mo Zhengxu shouted:

"Shangguan Yunsheng, I can't imagine that after twenty years, you still dare to appear in front of Poor Dao. ”

That Shangguan Yunsheng smiled and said:

"Lord Mo Guan has good eyesight, and he still recognizes it, admires and admires it. ”

"Hmph, back then on Zhongnan Mountain, I should have killed you with a sword, so that you would not be a disaster to the world. ”

"Hehe, this is thanks to Sister Suzaku for interceding for me back then, and thank Lord Moguan for not killing back then. ”

Gao Fenglin was stunned: "He called Suzaku his sister, what did he mention back then, could it be that he was also a member of the Holy Gate?"

Mo Zhengxu snorted coldly:

"Shangguan Yunsheng, what conspiracy do you have today, you dare to come to this heroic banquet to make trouble. ”

Shangguan Yunsheng said:

"Don't panic, Lord Moguan, my brother and sister have just admired the heroes of Jiangnan for a long time, so they just came to have a good time. However, there is one thing I need to warn of Lord Moguan. ”

"What's the matter?"

Shangguan Yunsheng said:

"Now, I am no longer the Shangguan Yunsheng I used to be, I have a new name, called Xuanwu. ”

Mo Zhengxu, Gao Fenglin, Zhang Xuanping Qingyun and others were all shocked, and the two hall masters of the Holy Gate actually arrived.

Mo Zhengxu said:

"It turns out that you have now become the master of the Xuanwu Hall, no wonder your martial arts are so advanced, you are not under me. ”

Shangguan Yunsheng said:

"This matter is thanks to Lord Moguan's grace of not killing back then, and my Shangguan Yunsheng is where I am today. ”

Mo Zhengxu snorted coldly and said:

"This is not a place for you to scatter wild, give me a quick exit from this place. ”

Xuanwu laughed and said:

"I heard that this is the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference, and my Xuanwutang has already moved south to Yangzhou, of course, I am also a member of the Jiangnan Martial Arts. Master Yang, don't you say?"

When Yang Qingquan heard this, he didn't expect that he would throw the problem to him, and there were many Yangzhou sects here, if he said no, wouldn't it make the heroes here laugh, so he said:

"The land of Yangzhou naturally belongs to the Jiangnan martial arts. ”

Xuanwu hurriedly said:

"Okay, Lord Yang Zhuang is wise, since I am a member of Jiangnan Martial Arts, why not come to participate in this heroic banquet, besides, just now Lord Yang Zhuang personally invited me to the table, but now he has reversed himself and drove away the guests, how can there be such a hospitality gift. My Vermilion Bird sister recommended herself to participate in the election of the leader of the alliance, and the Xuanji Daoist also agreed, can't this be done?"

Very few of the heroes present knew about the grievances between the Holy Gate and the Sanqingguan, and at this time, they were in the Feihe Villa in the south of the Yangtze River, and the heroes heard Xuanwu say that it was very reasonable, and some people talked about it.

Yang Qingquan, as the host, if he expels guests at this time, it will be against the way of hospitality, but Mo Zhengxu is the master of the world's martial arts authentic Sanqingguan, and these two people have grievances with Sanqingguan, which is really difficult to decide, and I don't know how to deal with it for a while.

At this time, Xuanji Taoist said:

"Lord Mo Guan is calm and impatient, listen to the old Tao. ”

Xuanji Dao people have extremely high seniority in the rivers and lakes, even if Mo Zhengxu has to give him some face, his tone has been much soothed compared to Xuanwu just now, and said:

"Xuanji's senior, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Xuanji said:

"Lord Moguan, no matter whether this Shangguan Yunsheng or the Xuanwu Hall Master has any entanglements with your faction, today in this Feihe Mountain Villa, it is indeed not a place for grievances between you. Besides, what he said was right, at this time, it was indeed difficult for the owner of Yang Zhuang to do, which was contrary to the way of hospitality. In my opinion, why don't you wait for today's contest to be over, and then you and the two of you will make an appointment with him at another time and place, and then settle your grievances?"

Mo Zheng said humbly: "Xuanji Daoist is right, this is indeed not the time to do anything with them, besides, we are guests, how can there be a reason to go beyond the grain and chase away guests for the host's family." ”

Busy Road:

"What the seniors said is, everything but listen to the seniors. ”

Seeing that Mo Zhengxu made concessions, Xuanwu also said:

"Lord Moguan has a large number of them, and he deserves to be the head of a faction. ”

Seeing that her hands had stopped making peace for the time being, Xuanji continued:

"Then, let's continue the battle for the alliance leader, and this first game will be played by Suzhou Jinsheng Dao Gongsun Shu against Gao Fenglin and Gao Shaoxia. ”

Gao Fenglin walked up to Ping Qingyun and Zhang Xuan and said in a low voice:

"Those who come are not good, those who are good are not coming, the Holy Gate must have been premeditated to disrupt the hero's banquet this time, you and my junior brother go around to see if there is any change. ”

The two nodded slightly, mumbled, walked towards Liu Xianyuan, whispered a few words in his ear, and the three of them secretly walked out of the hall while everyone present was not paying attention.

Gao Fenglin slowly walked through the hall and came to the courtyard outside the hall. Gongsun Shu has been waiting for a long time, and he has seen what happened in Shicai, although he doesn't know what grievances there are between them, but Shicai Mo Zhengxu came to the rescue and shocked the audience, as his fellow disciple, Yuan Chengzi's closed disciple, Gongsun Shu thinks that Gao Fenglin's martial arts are definitely not under him, although he has not completely understood Gao Fenglin's martial arts, but Gongsun Shu has always been arrogant, how can there be a reason to lose without a fight.

Seeing that Gao Fenglin had come to the courtyard, the Jin Sheng knife in his hand choked out of the sheath, reversed the hilt, put his left hand on his right fist, and said:

"Suzhou Jinsheng Dao Gongsun Shu, leading Your Excellency's high moves. ”

Only then did Gao Fenglin see clearly what this famous Jin Shengdao looked like. The height is the same as Gao Fenglin, about thirty years old, less than forty, how to describe his appearance, rough, except for rough Gao Fenglin, I can't find any words to describe him.

Thick eyebrows, small eyes, messy hair, and a well-groomed beard because it wasn't long enough. A Jinsheng knife, about three feet eight inches long, the blade is transparent and transparent, and it is even more dazzling in the sun, and the reflection is reflected on Gao Fenglin's face, and the cold is pressing.

"Under Gao Fenglin, please advise. (To be continued.) )