Just after the body of the king golden knife fell on the ring, one of the disciples who had not traveled far from the famous sword villa suddenly exclaimed: "That is the Zhongzhou Hero Wang Jindao, I have seen him in the village." ”

"Hero, he is actually a master of the hero realm of Gangqi and body protection. ”

"Brother is really powerful, even the hero is not his opponent. ”

"Brother is good, haha, bullshit Zhongzhou hero, brother mighty. ”

The people in the Nantianmen in the field cheered one after another, and the shock when the two faced off turned into worship for Zhou Mengdie in an instant.

can defeat the master of the hero realm, this is the first indigenous hero in the history of the player's Tianwu to be defeated by the player!

Such a monumental event happened in their Nantianmen, and a sense of honor arose.

Wang Jindao's life is a sad life, and it is just a matter of dying in the hands of juniors, and he has surprisingly become a model of a loser!

Just when the crowd was restless, a person suddenly rushed into the gate of the South Heavenly Gate.

"Daddy. A young man in his twenties suddenly threw himself into the ring and fell on his knees on the corpse of King Jindao.

Zhou Mengdie glanced at him lightly, but it was the young master of the Wang family who was doing nonsense in the Qinglou.

His appearance added a lot to Wang Jindao's sorrow in an instant, after all, when it comes to Wang Jindao's death, the main reason is really the young master of the Wang family.

Zhou Mengdie's heart sighed slightly, he had no grudge against Wang Jindao. Although Wang Jindao has struggled for fame and fortune all his life, he has really never done anything treacherous, but he is too protective of his shortcomings and his temper is too hard.

finally died at his hands, but no one else is to blame.

If someone does evil, someone will punish the evil and eliminate the evil. And if a person wants to protect his shortcomings and cover up his evil deeds, he must be prepared to pay the price for his actions at the beginning.

Zhou Mengdie turned around and got out of the ring, but he didn't look at the young master of the Wang family anymore, he knew that he might come to take revenge on him, but after all, he couldn't afford to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Looking up at Zhou Mengdie's back, a trace of pain appeared in his eyes.

Feelings of regret, despair, hatred, and so on came to his heart in an instant, and he gritted his teeth, quietly got up and walked out of the ring with his father's corpse in his arms, and traveled far away under the scorching sun.

For a long time, his body hollowed out by the wine was shaky, but he didn't realize it, only holding the corpse in his arms, bowing his head and heading south.

In an instant, as if he understood something, his mind came to mind the bits and pieces when his father taught him martial arts, and tears swirled in his eyes, but they never flowed after all.

At the moment when Wang Jindao died, his son seemed to have grown up in an instant.

Just after he walked aimlessly south for three days, an old man in a black robe suddenly appeared and stopped in front of him, showing a strange smile at him, and without beating around the bush, he said directly to him: "Boy, do you want to take revenge? ”

The head of the Wang family was slightly stunned, looked up at him, a trace of inexplicable brilliance appeared in his eyes, and when he was about to agree, his father's admonition suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Jin'er, you are the son of my Wang Jindao, and you are bound to inherit the family business of my Wang family in the future. Although my Wang family is not a famous family, it is also a two-hundred-year-old righteous family, and in the future, when walking the rivers and lakes, remember not to be in the company of evil demons, otherwise the old man will die to eliminate harm for the Wang family. ”

Just after that scene skipped from his mind, the scene of Wang Jindao's body lying in the ring resurfaced in front of his eyes.

Feeling the coldness of the corpse in his arms, a trace of hatred appeared in his eyes.

Looking up and staring at the arrogant black-robed man in front of him, he struggled in his heart.

Just after the black-robed man thought that he was going to agree to himself, Wang Jin shook his head and said: "Thank you seniors for your love, but since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, my Wang family is the right way in Zhongzhou, and my Wang Jin is the son of the Wang family, but I can't worship my predecessors as teachers!"

The black robe was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and glanced at Wang Jin deeply, with a strange light in his eyes.

After a long time, he said in a gloomy voice: "Do you know the strength of the old man? The old man is the great master of the Demon Dao, the great master who created the supreme master's 'Creation and Transformation True Demon Skill', if it weren't for the end of his life, he couldn't bear to lose what he had learned, how could the old man look down on you kid?"

Wang Jin was about to speak, but he didn't want the black-robed man's expression to change suddenly, his pupils bulged, and he spit out a mouthful of blood violently.

"Damn, damn it, boy, if you don't agree, you have to agree, the supreme mastery that the old man created with all his life's energy must not be lost when the old man dies. You have to learn this skill, and you have to learn it if you don't learn it. The black-robed man didn't say anything, but he lifted Wang Jin up, and then flew away.

A few months later, when Wang Jin returned to the Wang family again, he was already a master at the peak of Shaoxia, and after he obtained the golden knife technique of Wang Jindao from the old man of his clan, he disappeared in Zhongzhou.

Let's say that after Zhou Mengdie defeated Wang Jindao, after glancing at the people of the departing Famous Sword Villa, he said to the very weak Feipeng: "I'll take you to heal." ”

But he didn't want that Feipeng to shake his head, and said: "Now is not the time, that Sword Villa has lost face, and he will not give up, and wait for me to move my brothers to another place." ”

Zhou Mengdie was slightly stunned, and the palace group found when he came out of the cave mansion came to his mind, and after thinking about it, he said: "There is a barren gate station in that healing place, if Brother Feipeng doesn't dislike it, where can he move to." ”

Fei Peng was slightly stunned and said, "In this case, thank you brother." ”

A few days later, Zhou Mengdie led Nantianmen to follow Fei Peng's transfer disciples to the nameless mountain, looking at the high mountain that went straight to the sky, Fei Peng's face showed a trace of joy, and said: "What a mountain, but I don't know what the name of this mountain is." ”

Zhou Mengdie smiled and said to Fei Peng, who was lying on the stretcher: "Since your sect is called Nantianmen, then this mountain will be renamed Buzhou Mountain." ”

When Fei Peng heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "Okay, well, then it's called Buzhou Mountain, Nantianmen." ”

Zhou Mengdie led everyone along the winding and rugged mountain road to the palace complex located on the white mountainside, looked at the crooked plaque, and then glanced at the huge building complex behind the main hall, and couldn't help but show surprise on his face, and said: "Good place, really a good place." ”

A smile appeared on Zhou Mengdie's face, and then he said to Elder Wen: "You first arrange for the brothers to take care of the repairs, and I will take Brother Feipeng to the secret realm to heal." ”

After saying that, he picked up the flying tent lying on the stretcher, and then ran lightly and quickly left the place.

He hadn't seen the golden monkey for many days, and there was a slight feeling of longing in his heart.

The relationship between people may not be like this, and they begin to miss after only a few days of separation, but the feelings between animals are always so inexplicable.

When Zhou Mengdie came to the cave from the tunnel, a golden figure instantly rushed towards him.

Zhou Mengdie smiled slightly, and when he placed the flying peng on the stone bed, he flew and pointed at the golden monkey.

A man and a monkey collided with their fingers and claws, and their bodies fell from the air to the ground at the same time.

After turning over and landing, a smile appeared on Zhou Mengdie's face, and then opened her arms to the golden monkey.

The golden monkey immediately let out a strange cry and pounced on Zhou Mengdie.

Fei Peng hurriedly exclaimed, "Brother Xian, be careful. ”

Just as his words fell, the golden monkey threw himself into Zhou Mengdie's arms, and then jumped on his shoulder with a soft sound.

The monkey of 1.56 meters squatted on Zhou Mengdie, who was only 1.72 meters tall, but it looked very harmonious.

The golden monkey let out a strange cry, and then used the paws in his hand to gouge at Zhou Mengdie's head, as if looking for lice.

Zhou Mengdie couldn't help but show a wry smile, and said to the golden monkey: "Qi Tian, come, this is Brother Feipeng, you two know each other, he may be here to cultivate with you in the future, don't hurt him." ”

The golden monkey nodded as if he didn't understand, and then raised his paw at Feipeng who was lying on the stone bed, and then straightened his chest, as if to say: "Well, since you are a friend brought by my master, then you will be my friend in the future, I will cover you, I will not bully you, rest assured, rest assured." ”

The flying peng smiled at the golden monkey, and then chatted with the people on the side.

He still admires Zhou Mengdie's martial arts and character very much, the treasures that can interrupt the human body's muscles and veins, and the treasure that Zhou Mountain is willing to give to himself who is not a few faces, and he also offended the Famous Sword Villa for him.

Such a bold and righteous friend, how could he miss it?

After the two talked, they began to talk about martial arts cheats, Jianghu forces, and so on.

What Fei Peng didn't expect was that Zhou Mengdie's martial arts knowledge was so profound, and the two talked for a long time, until nightfall, Fei Peng was always asking Zhou Mengdie for some martial arts knowledge.

When the bright moonlight shone on the stone bed, milky white gas spread from the stone bed to Feipeng's whole body.

He lay on the bed in some pain and moved a few times, then endured the pain and looked inward.

The next day, Feipeng, who had recovered his muscles and veins and advanced his skills, led the disciples of Nantianmen to see off Zhou Mengdie and Dong Xiaoxian.

A man and a woman came to a nearby city with light work, spent a few silver taels, bought two horses, and went all the way to the day.

As the sun sets, a new journey seems to begin.