The next day, wisps of golden light were already scattered in the eastern sky, and the white clouds above the sky were dyed golden by this golden brilliance at this moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoWhen it is invisible to the naked eye, the wisps of purple gas rise with the rising sun, like streamers in the eastern sky, slowly dancing with the wisps of breeze.

Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed at this time in the inn, had the slightest sound of breathing in his mouth and nose, and two white air currents like a spirit snake rolled back and forth in Zhao Zhijing's nostrils. The spirit snake formed by the condensation of the two white mist shone with a wisp of metallic luster in the few filaments of sunlight that emanated from the window.

The next moment, the spirit snake that was rolling back and forth in Zhao Zhijing's nostrils, as if frightened, suddenly rolled and disappeared in front of his eyes. Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out, and a white mist like a sharp sword spit out from his mouth, slowly dancing in the air like a dragon snake, without the slightest sign of dissipation.

The morning sun in the eastern sky has already revealed a semicircle, and the golden sunlight is like a golden torrent, spreading across the sky. Zhao Zhijing, who was on the bed, suddenly opened his closed eyes at this moment, and a five-colored lotus flower suddenly flashed in his jade-like pupils. The next moment it was gone, as if it were illusory.

Looking at the white dragon snake in front of him that had not yet dissipated, a smile appeared on Zhao Zhijing's jade-colored face. Zhao Zhijing, who got up from the bed, reached out and hung the Purple Emperor Sword on his waist that was placed aside. With a sudden wave of the wide sleeves, a silent aura suddenly emitted, shattering the white mist in the air that had not yet dissipated. Suddenly, as this mist dissipated, a fragrance spread in Zhao Zhijing's room.

This breath is extremely precious to others, for Zhao Zhijing at this time, although he has a little heaven and earth aura, but when he cleanses his body, no matter how more or less, he still brings out the tiny magazines in his body, for Zhao Zhijing, who wants to train his body into an innate Dao body, the fog at this moment always has a lot of harm. If you don't spit out that small amount of aura just for the sake of it, then your day's qi training will be useless.

The smile on his face did not change at all, and Zhao Zhijing pushed open his door. Walk towards the lobby, which is already lively at this time. Dressed in a white robe, he found a random spot in the corner, and after a while, under the opening of the money, Xiao Er had already enthusiastically put the breakfast he wanted on the table.

Zhao Zhijing, who was in the lobby, was enjoying the food in front of him with an indifferent face. At this moment, the little second brother with a warm look on his face came to Zhao Zhijing's side. said to Zhao Zhijing with a respectful face: "The guest officer is disturbed, there is a hero of the beggar gang looking for you outside the door." ”

Zhao Zhijing, who heard this, seemed to wake up from the temptation of the food on the table. said to the little second brother: "Thank you!" When the words fell, Zhao Zhijing did not mean to go out at all, and still did not stop the chopsticks in his hand to taste the food on the table. Regardless of the strange look on the little second brother's face, Zhao Zhijing didn't get up from his position and walked towards the door until he felt that there was no longer the slightest feeling of hunger in his belly.

Zhao Zhijing, who stepped out of the door of the inn, saw a ragged beggar disciple standing there not far away, although there was not the slightest displeasure on his face, but there was a trace of fine light flashing in those smart eyes, and a trace of impatience crossed his eyes, and when he didn't pay attention at all, it had fallen into Zhao Zhijing's eyes.

Seeing Zhao Zhijing's figure, the man hurriedly ran to Zhao Zhijing's side, bowed his hand and said, "Master Zhao, the helper is invited!" The look on Zhao Zhijing's face when he heard this remained unchanged at all, but he waved his hand and said, "Lead the way!"

Under the leadership of this person, Zhao Zhijing walked into the gathering place of the beggars. Each one held a bamboo cane, and his face was ruddy, and he could not see the weakness of the beggar. The eyes of these people looking at Zhao Zhijing had more or less these little frightened colors, perhaps it could be said that they were frightened. Zhao Zhijing, whose body looked like an ordinary person, was like a demon-like existence in his eyes.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Zhijing didn't seem to feel this strange aura at all, and the hospitality on his face did not change at all. Under the guidance of the previous person, he walked towards the place where Hong Qigong was.

Stepping into the hall, I saw Hong Qigong sitting on a large chair in the middle at this time, and a majestic aura permeated this space. Zhao Zhijing, who felt this pressure, the tone on his face remained unchanged at all. His figure was like a reef in Hai'an under this huge pressure, and no matter how strong the waves were, his body was already standing there, without the slightest sense of turmoil.

Looking at Zhao Zhijing's relaxed face, his pace still did not change in the slightest, and he walked towards himself step by step. Suddenly, Hong Qigong, who was sitting on the big chair, laughed and stood up from the chair. The majesty emanating from that body also receded silently like a tide at this moment.

Looking at Hong Qigong standing in front of him, Zhao Zhijing smiled slightly: "I think that the Seventh Duke has already decided how to deal with Senior Brother Yang today, but I don't know what the Seventh Duke decides?" Zhao Zhijing's face did not change in the slightest while speaking, and there was no trace of inquiry in those bright eyes, as if Hong Qigong's decision was already known to him at this time.

The jasper in his hand held the bamboo cane on the ground, and Hong Qigong's face suddenly showed a flash of bitterness, and he smiled and said: "I always call my decision, Zhao Xiaozi, you still don't know?" Zhao Zhijing, who heard Hong Qigong's words, did not have the slightest change on his face, but there was a slight strangeness in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Qigong, how can you understand your absolute decision." ”

Ignoring the smile in Zhao Zhijing's eyes, Hong Qigong waved his hand, and suddenly a beggar disciple in the hall ran towards the back hall. After a while, two figures walked out of the back hall, and one of them was Zhao Zhijing's cheap junior brother Yang Kang. At this time, Yang Kang was still the same as before, and the internal injuries on his body seemed to have healed.

Yang Kang, who saw Zhao Zhijing's figure, flashed a trace of unnatural color in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face and said to Zhao Zhijing: "Senior Brother Zhao, you are here!" At this time, Zhao Zhijing ignored Yang Kang's words at all, and bowed to Hong Qigong on the side: "Thank you for the mercy of Qigong's subordinates!"

Hong Qigong, who heard Zhao Zhijing's words, showed a trace of unnatural color on his face, and slowly said: "Just because your kid owes me a favor!" (To be continued.) )