At the moment, the ordinary paid for the house, and Ding Yueying drove away, and went to Kunlun, three days later, the two crossed the peaks of the Tianshan Mountains, Kunlun Mountain was already in sight, ordinary people saw Kunlun from afar, and couldn't help but think like a surge, hundreds of years of experience, like a marquee in front of him, Ding Yueying saw that he stopped moving, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" Pingfan shook his head, smiled back, and said, "No, it's just remembering some of the past." Ding Yueying said: "What is the past." Pingfan smiled and didn't answer, Ding Yueying snorted and said, "It's so rare", and rushed forward first, and Pingfan followed.

Seeing the corner of Kunlun Mountain, the sound of the intersection of blades came from afar, Ping and Ding looked at each other, and they both saw the look of doubt in each other's eyes, and they came back to their senses and said in a low voice: "Miss Ding, it seems that we have an enemy in Kunlun Mountain, do you want to take a look." Ding Yueying said: "Go, why don't you go." As he spoke, he had already turned into a pale golden streamer, rushed forward first, and when he saw this, he smiled, and in a moment, he grabbed Ding Yueying's side.

The two stopped, only to see the corner of Kunlun Mountain, thousands of people had already been fighting in a mess, all kinds of spells, the light of the magic weapons flew around, the ground was blown to a thousand holes, ordinary frowned, seeing that the defender was full of dark blue clothes, it was clearly a disciple of this faction, but the attacker was strange, all kinds of people and so on, at a glance, he knew that the way was not good, ordinary stepped forward, and shouted: "Who are you, dare to go to my Kunlun to make trouble." ”

As soon as the words fell, both sides stopped at the same time, thousands of eyes, invariably threw at him, the attacker strode out, not to mention the answer, picked up the big stick in his hand and hit the head, ordinary saw him so rude, frowned, the sleeves of the robe flicked, the person was like a broken kite, and he didn't know where he flew, and everyone on the attacker side saw it, and they all changed color.

After a long time, I saw a figure dressed as a leader come out of the crowd, hugged his fist to Pingfan, and asked, "Qin Liangyu, a disciple of the Lower Blood River Sect, I don't know how to call your friend." As soon as Ping Fan heard the name "Blood River Sect", he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Blood River Sect, you are a disciple of the Blood River Sect people." ”

"Not bad. ”

Qin Liangyu nodded, and said proudly: "The Blood River Ancestor is the head of his own sect, and his mana is all over the world, I think it is not easy for Daoist friends to practice alone, but don't miss your own future." Hearing this, Ping Fan smiled and said, "It turns out that Your Excellency is a disciple of the Demon Gate, so all of you who came with Your Excellency must also be fellow disciples of the Demon Gate." Qin Liangyu said: "Exactly." ”

"In that case, don't go away. ”

Ordinary words, no longer verbosous with him, a cuff, I don't know how many thousands of times when I landed, only one pocket, I put thousands of disciples of the demon gate into it in one fell swoop, and fell in the direction of Kunlun, everyone put it in the sleeve, and they all felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and they didn't distinguish things, and then they were gently slapped by him, and they all lost their minds, "poof", "poof", "poof" fell to the ground, ordinary smiled lightly, and shouted to Kunlun and a disciple: "What are you still stunned about." When the disciples heard this, they came back to their senses, and with a continuous sound of "oh" and "oh", they grabbed the enemies one after another.

After a short time, all the disciples of the Demon Sect in the field had gone, and a Kunlun disciple stepped forward and said: "I don't know the name of Youzun, the virtue of helping, and I am grateful." Pingfan returned the salute and said, "My name is Pingfan." The disciple was stunned when he heard this, then he fell to the ground and said respectfully: "It turned out that the Taishi Uncle Ancestor arrived, and the disciple had eyes but no beads, and he didn't know that the Taishi Uncle Ancestor's golden face was really damned." With a flick of the sleeves of the ordinary robe, he lifted his body up, and said: "Those who don't know are not guilty, little friend, I don't know how you are called up and down." The disciple hurriedly said: "I'm tired of Uncle Tai's ancestor asking, the disciple's common surname is Li, and now he has entered the Daomen, the master gave the disciple the Taoist name Zhong Yin, and the uncle called me Zhong Yin." Ping Fan nodded and asked, "Zhong Yin, I've only been there for a few days, how did we have so many demon disciples in Kunlun Mountain, and the master respects them." ”

When Zhong Yin heard this, he hurriedly said: "The disciple doesn't dare to hide it, the master and all the seniors are now discussing in the Arctic Pavilion to discuss the strategy of dealing with the Demon Gate, Uncle Taishi, you don't know, since you left, there have been people from the Demon Gate who have gone up the mountain to test, this time they saw that the seniors were in retreat, so they attacked the mountain in a big way, I heard that this time they came, it was only the vanguard, and the real master was still behind." Pingfan said: "I see." After a pause, he said: "Zhong Yin, this time the demon gate is coming, are you afraid?" Zhong Yin said: "The disciple is not afraid. Ping Fan sighed and said strangely: "Why." ”

Zhong Yin clenched his fists and said: "Uncle Taishi, since the disciple started, he always wants to learn his skills and do his part for Kunlun, even if the disciple dies in Kunlun, he must not let those demons set foot in Kunlun." Ping Fan smiled slightly and said, "You are very confident, let me ask you, you said that this time we can win." Zhong Yin replied loudly: "Kunlun will win, and the righteous path will win." Ordinary smiled when he heard this, and then he was silent.

While speaking, the three of them had already passed through the hall and came to the backyard, Zhong Yin let the two into the side room, and said: "Uncle Taishi, grandma Taizu, the two of you have been wronged tonight and will stay here for a while, and the disciples will come again early tomorrow to ask for peace." When Ding Yueying heard this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, pointed to her nose and asked, "Hey, what do you call me." Zhong Yin said: "Aren't you the daughter-in-law of my grandfather, don't call you grandma, what do you call you." Ding Yueying laughed.

Ping Fan glared at Ding Yueying, turned his head to Zhong Yin and said, "Zhong Yin, Hugh has to talk nonsense, this girl is a senior of the Daomen, not my daughter-in-law." Zhong Yin scratched his head and said with a puzzled expression: "Hey, isn't she here with you, why isn't she your daughter-in-law." The ordinary face sank, and he shouted: "The children's family, what nonsense, you arrange another room for me, and I will move over to sleep." Zhong Yin was reprimanded by him, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue, spread his hands, and said: "Uncle Taishi, you can embarrass me to death, you don't know, how many guests have come to our Kunlun these days, all the rooms are full, even if the disciples are looking for it now, I'm afraid there will be no place for you." Ordinary eyes glared, and shouted: "Then I can sleep in the firewood room." Zhong Yin smiled and said, "Uncle Qiyu, Master Commander wants to know who you came back to the firewood room, you have to pick my skin, and the disciple doesn't dare to make a claim." Ping Fan snorted, then stopped talking, Zhong Yin asked him again, and then closed the door and went lightly.

Zhong Yin

『三七 Chinese .〗 Hanyu pinyin "三七 Chinese" is simple and easy to remember