In an instant, the pock-faced young man felt that his face was a little unbearable, so he couldn't help but take a few steps forward, pulled Chang'an's arm, and said angrily: "Ai Ai Ai... Do you know the rules and don't know who I am? I am the guardian of the disciple hall... Inner disciple, since you have come in, you must pay three spirit stones..."

When the pock-faced young man said the word inner door, he couldn't help but accentuate his tone, so that the strange young man in front of him knew how powerful he was, but he didn't believe that the weak young man in front of him was an inner disciple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that he was being pulled, Chang An frowned, turned around, stretched his eyebrows, and said suspiciously: "Lingshi, but the junior brother doesn't have it..."

When the pock-faced young man heard this, he immediately stopped doing it, lazily and Chang'an makeup, snorted coldly, and said viciously: "No, how can it not be, the new disciple will get three spirit stones to use as a spiritual medium, don't think I don't know, if you don't take it out today, you have to take it out, otherwise in the future, don't blame me for bullying you as a newcomer..."

Chang An continued to pretend to be innocent, blinked his eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Since Senior Brother is a disciple of the Disciple Hall Guardian Hall, he should know that if this matter is known by the people of the Law Enforcement Hall, the punishment will be very serious..."

The pock-faced young man looked at Chang'an's understated appearance, couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, dragged Chang'an's clothes, and shouted: "Where did you kid come from so much nonsense, to pay or not to pay... Don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink..."

Just when Chang'an's eyes were getting colder and colder, suddenly a group of supportive voices came from his ears.

"Zhou Simin, senior sister, is it possible to hit the first place today?"

"Nonsense, with the talent of the senior sister, the first place is not easy to catch, as our inner senior sister, I disdain to compete with Cheng Xinxin's little girl..."

The voice that is getting closer and closer is obviously coming from outside the disciple hall, and judging from the voice, it seems that there is more than one person, and the content is even more surprising to Chang'an, although he doesn't know Zhou Simin, but judging from the voice of support, this person still has the strength to compete for the first place in the disciple list.

Thinking of this, Chang'an had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly had a plan, looking at the pock-faced young man with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

But this bad smile fell into the eyes of the pock-faced young man, and the taste was a little different, it was a kind of ridicule, a kind of disdain.

The pock-faced young man was furious, his reason was instantly filled with anger, his eyes widened, and he roared angrily: "You bastard, dare to laugh at me, believe it or not..."

Seeing that the pock-faced young man was angered by himself, Chang'an felt the same, changed his previous well-behaved appearance, yin and yang, and said arrogantly: "You dare to move me to try, my sister Zhou Simin is here, kill you..."

"Kill me? hahaha, believe it or not, I'll kill you and Zhou Simin together..."

As soon as the pock-faced young man's voice fell, a figure of a woman about seventeen years old suddenly appeared in the disciple hall.

And the words that Zhou Simin died together happened to fall on the ears of the three of them.

Those who originally watched the play didn't care about it, but when these three slim women appeared, especially after their eyes were attracted by the bright and moving woman in the middle, with pink lips and jade face, and picturesque eyebrows, their faces changed greatly, and they instantly reacted, who was Zhou Simin in the mouth of the pock-faced young man.

This momentary quiet scene not only attracted the attention of others, but even the pock-faced young man who roared angrily looked at him with a fierce look, but when his gaze fell on the woman who was wearing a lace dress, looking delicate, but at the moment with a sinister face, his right eye involuntarily trembled slightly, and he immediately put down the hand that was holding Chang'an's clothes, trembling and frightened, and hurriedly lowered his head, the heart that couldn't control the wild beating almost jumped out of his throat.

These three women are really good looking, especially the woman in the middle who has a dusty temperament, obviously Zhou Simin, and is even more sunken and falling, with a graceful and moonlit rhyme, and a pure face, at this moment, the ice is clear and flashing, and for a while, many people were stunned, even Chang'an was no exception.

But Chang'an is not a man after all, he doesn't have so many thoughts, he recovered in an instant, and he couldn't help but praise in his heart, this Zhou Simin is indeed like the name, poetic and picturesque, but he is generous, like the sister next door.

Looking at the pock-faced young man with his head bowed and trembling, the two women beside Zhou Simin were angry, ready to step forward to teach a lesson, but were blocked by Zhou Simin's delicate arms.

"You're going to kill me?..."

Seeming to feel funny, and as if to hide the chill under the smile, Zhou Simin came to the pock-faced young man, slapped it and slapped it on the right cheek of the pock-faced young man.

Just when the pock-faced youth was about to beg for mercy, Zhou Simin flipped his hand and slapped the pock-faced young man's left face again.

Feeling the hot pain on both sides of his cheeks, the numb-faced young man, worried, panicked, and didn't dare to answer for a while, and regretted his recklessness just now, but he didn't expect that a young man with a face turned out to be the senior sister of Beifeng, Zhou Simin's younger brother.

And the three of them, who were talking to the pock-faced young man just now, looked eager to immediately make a blood alliance and become the Jinlan brothers, couldn't help but retreat behind him, widening the distance between themselves and the pock-faced young man, with a look of I didn't know him, secretly sneering, and the others felt relieved in their hearts, and secretly mocked the pock-faced youth.

is different from the appearance of watching the play just now, in order to attract Zhou Simin's attention, there are even a few male disciples, shouting loudly that they want to dismantle the pock-faced young man, for a while, all kinds of voices of condemnation appeared frequently, making Chang'an suddenly have a strange feeling, he seemed to be standing next to the two of them a little redundant, secretly thought, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"If you live enough, tell me, I, Zhou Simin, will never frown..."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Zhou Simin, who snorted coldly, was about to move away, as if he thought of something, paused, glanced at Chang'an with a faint smile on his side, frowned slightly, and then entered the disciple hall with the two girls behind him, under the spacious gap opened by many disciples,

Just when the eyes of all the male disciples stared at Zhou Simin Miaoman's figure and disappeared into the disciple hall, almost at the same time, they all turned their heads and looked at Chang'an, and the incomprehension and doubts in their eyes made Chang'an feel a headache for a while.

The pock-faced young man stared at the back of Zhou Simin who disappeared into the disciple hall, then looked back at Chang'an, then at the disciple hall, and then at Chang'an, as if he thought of something, his whole face suddenly turned hideous, his eyes showed venomous resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you fucking yin me?"

"Yin, what can you do, come and hit me..."

Chang An stuck out his tongue, shook his head, waved his hands, made a grimace, and almost ran towards the disciple's hall at the moment when the pock-faced young man's body was stunned and rushed forward.

The pock-faced young man was stunned for a moment, and the anger of being teased made his entire eyes immediately bloodshot.

Angry and corrupt, he jumped like thunder, like an angry lion, stiffened, and went to Chang'an under the laughter of many ridicules.

But when his body was in the dark corridor of the Mo Disciple Hall, he happened to see Chang'an in the corridor, and the corners of his mouth were raised in the corridor, and a strong crisis crossed his blank mind at the same time, he saw Chang'an frowning, opening his mouth and coldly spitting out the words "Na Lingshu", and then fanned the pock-faced young man in the air.

Suddenly, a whale roared, and the surging and majestic spiritual power turned into an invisible big hand in the darkness, and with a roaring cry, it went straight to the chest of the numb-faced young man and slapped it.

The many disciples who were standing in the disciple's courtyard immediately saw the pock-faced young man rushing into the disciple's hall less than three breaths, the corners of his mouth were spitting blood, and under the screams, he flew out of the dark gate of the disciple's hall, and fell heavily to the ground, and the screams that filled the disciple's courtyard also stopped abruptly at this time.

Their faces changed drastically, and they looked at the darkness at the door of the disciple's hall with a look of shock, all of this happened so fast that everyone was surprised, with the ridicule on their faces.

Looking at the pock-faced young man who had fainted, Chang'an's face was gloomy to the extreme, and his cold voice was filled with a terrifying chill: "It's okay to scold me Chang'an, scold my parents, even if you are an elder of Beifeng, I will let you know that it is feasible to have a boat in the angry sea, and you dare to rebel if the dragon has blood scales..."