Chapter 157: Guarding

The young man in ragged clothes rubbed his oily hands on his clothes casually, and then said with a wicked smile: "Jia Daoyou, you have said this sentence several times, did you suffer at the hands of that kid at the beginning?"

The roast chicken in the hand of the young man surnamed Ye had already been swallowed by him, and the hot skeleton that was still bubbling on the ground was telling his speed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jia Yuan narrowed his eyes, stood up with a smile and said, "Ye Daoyou, let's finish the food on the table slowly, I have already paid for the drinks on this table in advance!"

Then he bowed his hand to the young man in ragged buildings, and then turned around and left the restaurant without looking back.

When the sun above your head becomes completely dazzling,

On the observation deck on the second floor of the pavilion where Hongtu Gate recruited disciples, more than a dozen big people with heads and faces in Bingzhou appeared, and most of them were monks in the foundation building period.

The old man in a yellow robe and sallow skin in the middle of the monks was Zhang Rongxue, a monk from Hongtu Gate stationed in Xilan City.

At this moment, on the left side of his body, there was a tall and thin white-robed and long-bearded monk, who was the current patriarch of the Bai family.

On the other side, there is the thin Zhou family eldest Saturday corner.

Lu Qi was also standing among them at this time, looking around excitedly, and standing side by side with him, there was a thin young man about seven or eight years old, who had been bowing his head,

As soon as he appeared on the viewing platform on the second floor, he was frightened by the crowd of people and the dazzling sunlight overhead, and hid in the shadows on the second floor.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Rongxue held on to the railing, looked at the monks below, and said loudly: "Now I announce that the recruitment of disciples for the one hundred and twenty-seventh class of Hongtumen has officially begun. ”

As soon as Zhang Rongxue's words fell, the ten white marble platforms in the square all held up a white light shield.

At the same time, hundreds of monks in the front row of the square, all holding white jade slips, rushed to the ring without hesitation.

At this time, it depends on who is faster, who can leapfrog the monks, and step into the ring first.

Li Daoyuan was also among the hundred rushing monks, but I don't know if it was because the ring he chose was on the very edge.

As a result, there were only a few monks who competed with Li Daoyuan, and when Li Daoyuan exerted his Dijiang step with all his might, the distance between them was obviously widened a little bit.

A few monks who were too far behind simply stopped rushing forward, but stopped there.

As for the other monks, seeing that Li Daoyuan stepped into the ring first, they all stopped in place.

Only one young monk, before he had time to pause, slammed into the ring, and the shield that had already turned from white light to black light.

This scene immediately caused thousands of monks to burst into laughter, and the young monk got up from the ground with a disgraced face, his face was full of stupidity, and he lowered his head and slammed away from the crowd and quickly left here.

"The fate of the loser is always so bleak!"

Li Daoyuan stood in the ring made of white marble, looked at the young monk through the prohibition, bowed his head and left, and thought with emotion in his heart.

Just after Li Daoyuan was distracted for a while, the prohibition on the ring changed from black to white again, which means that there can be another monk on each ring.

But at this time, there was no scene like just now, when more than a hundred monks rushed up.

On the contrary, under the ring, the monks who had participated in the registration showed considerable restraint.

It seems that they all know that the monk who can win a ring one step ahead of them is not a simple role.

Li Daoyuan looked at the nine rings on the other side, and saw that one of the people on one of the jade platforms turned out to be Zhu Shan of the Zhu family who had dealt with him two days ago.

Li Daoyuan wanted to take a closer look, and when the monks on the other jade platforms were on them, from his divine sense, there was a familiar face walking towards the crowd, and seeing the way he was advancing, it was actually pointing directly at Li Daoyuan.

Li Daoyuan in the ring turned around with a strange face, facing the direction of the audience, and after Ma Liang walked out of the crowd, he still walked up to the ring without stopping.

"Senior Brother Ma, are you also interested in joining Hongtumen?"

Li Daoyuan narrowed his eyes, glanced at the white jade slip held in Ma Liang's hand, and said with a calm face.

But in his heart, he was full of 120,000 spirits.

Because all of this is full of weirdness, Ma Liang, as a disciple of the Mu family's guest qing, stands to reason how could the Mu family let you join Hongtumen, and moreover, he chose Li Daoyuan in the ring partially.

Li Daoyuan thought about it, and only came up with a reasonable reason, as for the question just now, it was just to make sure that he had not guessed wrong.

"I'm not interested in adding to the Hongtu Gate, the main purpose of my visit this time is just to kill you,"

Ma Liang is still the same as ten years ago, his speech has always been cold, and this sentence, he also used voice transmission.

Li Daoyuan pursed his lips, thinking that the fighting method competition had become a battle of life and death again! Moreover, the opponent was still Ma Liang, who had always made him a little impenetrable.

"I wonder if there is any misunderstanding between us, you look at the two of them in the audience, Senior Brother Mu Qing and Senior Brother Wu Ren, both of them are at a loss now. ”

"Li Daoyou, these small skills of yours have no effect on me at all, you better make a move as soon as possible, and I will naturally give you a good time when the time comes. ”

Ma Liang looked at Li Daoyuan in front of him indifferently, and said without blinking his eyes,

"It's been a long time since I've heard such a funny joke!"

Li Daoyuan didn't wait for the other party to reply, so he touched the storage bag with one hand and took out a golden blade from it.

Then he threw himself to the ground in front of him, and at the same time, his body stood on a long golden leaf.

Li Daoyuan's series of movements could not be described as unpleasant, but even so, as soon as he flew into the air, he felt that the connection between the Golden Leaf Flying Magic Weapon under his feet and him became flickering.

Li Daoyuan looked down in shock, and saw that there was an extra white disc covering the entire table above.

It seems that in order to deal with this nobody, your Mu family has really spent a lot of money. ”

Li Daoyuan's face was ugly, and after saying this, his figure fell from mid-air, along with the flying magic weapon.