A cacophony of sound outside the house interrupted Zhao Ping's musings through the walls, and Zhao Ping, with a hint of doubt, pushed open the door to see what was going on. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that everyone was walking in the direction of Zhao Ping around one person, and the people around were constantly complimenting him with flattering looks on their faces.

Zhao Ping fixed his eyes, his face was suddenly full of clouds, and the person who was surrounded by everyone was Lin Qu, who had not seen him for three months.

The current Lin Qu was wearing the purple brocade robe of the true disciple, and an ancient sword was straddled around his waist, which was quite stylish.

Lin Qu has been taught a profound internal strength method since he followed Zhang Yinxiang into the main door of the deputy gate, and he has been supervised to practice diligently for the past three months, and he finally has a chance to breathe after he is on the right track.

I had been cultivating and didn't have time before, but now that I had the opportunity, Lin Qu thought of becoming an outer disciple Zhao Ping, wanting to humiliate him and avenge his previous grudges.

Lin Qu, as the true disciple of the deputy sect master, has a noble status, and after coming to the residence of this outer disciple, he has received all kinds of flattery and all kinds of flattery, which makes Lin Qu, who has been a servant since he was a child, feel a little fluttery, and feel a little fluttery when he walks, which is really full of spring breeze.

The high-spirited Lin Qu slowly walked in front of Zhao Ping, glanced at Zhao Ping with slanted eyes, and before he could speak, someone next to him rushed in front of him and shouted: "Zhao Ping, don't come and salute Senior Brother Lin soon." After speaking, he nodded to Lin Qu as if he was loyal, looking like a loyal dog.

Lin Qu glanced at him with some surprise and nodded with satisfaction.

A breeze blew, rolling up layers of dust and blowing into Zhao Ping's eyes, Zhao Ping's vision became a little blurred, and he couldn't help but wipe his eyes with his hands. Hearing the shouts of the people in front of him, Zhao Ping couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his heart, Zhao Ping, who was familiar with the books of sages, hated spineless people the most, and the person who spoke in front of him was a poor child from the surrounding village, named Wu De, who looked snarky and mean, but he didn't expect people to be like him, a dog-legged.

No matter how much he despised this person in his heart, Zhao Ping didn't want to make it too ugly on his face, so he just didn't say a word, and wanted to stretch out his hand and move forward with Lin Qu in front of him.

Zhao Ping's outstretched hand was stunned in the air, and Lin Qu in front of him stood straight, his feet moving like a rooted tree. Seeing Lin Qu looking at himself with disdain and playfulness on his face, Zhao Ping couldn't help frowning, his face was like frost, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but increase suddenly.

"You。。。。。。 ”

Lin Qu looked at Zhao Ping with anger on his face, raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Ping tremblingly. Throwing off Wu De, who was supporting him on the side, he strode forward to catch up with Zhao Ping, grabbed his shoulder, and wanted to teach Zhao Ping a lesson.

Facing Lin Qu's angry hatred on his face, Zhao Ping said slowly without changing his face: "What? Lin Qu want to do it? I remember that the first article of the door rules stipulates that the same door cannot do anything with each other, and in public, are you not afraid of being invited to tea by the law enforcement team." ”

Hearing Zhao Ping's words, Lin Qu's outstretched hand couldn't help but stop in the air, either letting go or not, his face was as embarrassed as eating a cockroach. Seeing that Lin Qu was shocked by his words, Zhao Ping couldn't help but glance at him, and turned around and left without looking back.

Lin Qu stared at Zhao Ping's back fiercely, his eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf, and he couldn't wait to go up and tear Zhao Ping into pieces. But when he thought that there were all the disciples behind him, it would be a little troublesome if someone stabbed him to the law enforcement team, so he had to turn around and reluctantly put away his anger, and forced a smile to deal with the surrounding disciples, but that smile was not much better than crying, and the people around him were in awe of the disciples of his deputy sect master, and they all greeted him with a smile.

While talking to the people around him, Lin Qu couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ping's departing back, his eyes flowed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a vicious smile, not knowing what to think again.

Zhao Ping paced on a mountain path, which ran through the green path of the dense forest in the mountains, which looked particularly 'gloomy'. The moonlight tonight is very good, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled all over the ground, but the green shade is shaded by tall trees, and there are many shadows.

Zhao Ping raised his contemplative head, looked around through the moonlight, and shook his head helplessly. There was no progress in cultivation, and today's events were encountered, which stimulated Zhao Ping a little, making Zhao Ping take a walk in the sect to relax, but he didn't expect to come to a remote valley in the mountain behind the sect.

The area is very remote and has many trees, which makes it dark and scarce. On both sides were large expanses of trees and withered yellow grass, perhaps because of the late autumn season, and a layer of leaves spread on the ground, and squeaked when stepped on. This voice followed him all the time, because of the silence, it was particularly harsh, and there were dark shadows in front of and behind, left and right, and it was impossible to tell for a moment whether it was the shadow of a tree, the shadow of grass, or something else.

A hint of yin wind blew through his neck, Zhao Ping suddenly felt a little cold in his back, and the surrounding environment also seemed a little eerie, and he suddenly sped up his pace and wanted to leave here. Just when Zhao Ping was about to walk out of the valley, a whistling fist suddenly came from the dark place behind him, and Zhao Ping, who was a little nervous by the surrounding environment, rolled to the side with his body reflexively, and narrowly avoided a heavy blow.

Although the weather in early autumn was a little cool, Zhao Ping's face at this moment couldn't help but sweat straight down, and the big beads of sweat slipped from the tip of his nose and fell on the dead leaves, making a little ticking sound. Zhao Ping couldn't help but be afraid when he thought of the consequences of not dodging the past, and he didn't care about wiping the sweat on his face, Zhao Ping hurriedly turned back to see what had attacked him.

A black night robe wrapped around his body, and his entire face was covered, obviously not wanting Zhao Ping to know his identity, but from those familiar and vicious eyes, Zhao Ping immediately knew who the person who attacked him was, it was Lin Qu who had always had a grudge against him.

Without waiting for Zhao Ping to get up and speak, the man in black took a big stride, and his body rushed towards Zhao Ping, his five fingers together and clenched into a fist, and the whistling wind went straight to Zhao Ping's hole.

The moonlight sprinkled on Zhao Ping's clean face, and the whole face was a little pale, and he didn't have time to react, so he had to raise his right hand to meet him. A powerful force was transmitted from the fist to the body, Zhao Ping immediately felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and a cold internal breath rushed into his body from his arm, and the meridians in Zhao Ping's body were suddenly torn apart by this cold internal breath, making Zhao Ping as painful as ten thousand ants eroding his body, curled up in a ball, and kept rolling on the ground.

Seeing that Zhao Ping lost his ability to resist, Lin Qu, who was dressed in black, did not stop moving, his strong fists kept falling on Zhao Ping's body, and Zhao Ping, who had no resistance, could only hold his head with both hands and let him commit violence.

I don't know how long it took, maybe Lin Qu was tired, seeing Zhao Ping covered with scars, he wiped the blood on his hands on his clothes, spit on it with disdain, cleaned up the scene and disappeared in the darkness. Only Zhao Ping, who was unconscious, was left lying in the silent valley, and no one cared.