After two days of reception, the major forces finally settled down, and among the huge mounts of the major forces, Yujiabao's Xianzhou and Miaojiang's town-walled beast - Gu Eagle, as well as Xiao Cheng who flew with a giant sword, were quite impressed, and Lang Chuan's heart had already made up his mind, that is, he also got a flying magic weapon to pull the wind, so that he could brag about it in front of the fat ram Xiu.

On a moonlit night, the wind flies gently and softly, and the huge wings caress everything affectionately. The bright moon hid among the soft, silky clouds, and looked shyly at the quiet world, sprinkling the pure brilliance. This gesture is like a graceful beautiful girl looking at the earth with a smile.

On the ground, a young man with a gentleman's sword on his back walked slowly.

"Brother Lang, wait a minute. A slightly familiar voice sounded from behind.

The young man turned around, and when he saw that it was Tang Songling who was walking with a wine bottle, he smiled lightly: "How can Brother Tang be so interested tonight, he actually came with fruit wine, is it because he wants to get Lang drunk." ”

Lang Chuan was a little surprised by Tang Songling's change in his name, seeing that the other party had already let go of his previous mustard, he was very happy, it was always good to have one more friend. Although this person is arrogant in nature, his heart is not bad.

Brother Lang laughed. Tang Songling said with a smile, and then the two found a gazebo and sat down.

Lang Chuan's magnanimity in the competition platform made him think deeply for a long time. In the tournament, he should have been able to defeat himself in front of everyone, but he didn't. He doesn't seem to attach importance to the title and honor of the first person in the outer sect, and he doesn't intend to trample the dignity of the defeated on the competition platform. When he thought of the question he had asked himself what he was fighting for, he realized that he was defending his dignity. From that moment on, I, Tang Songling, respected him as a brother in my life.

"Brother Tang, this retreat to Wutai Peak and the cultivation to the next level, it is gratifying. Lang Chuan looked at Tang Songling, whose cultivation had already risen to the sixth layer of condensation, and smiled.

"If Brother Lang also cultivates in Wutai Peak with us, his cultivation may be higher than mine. Tang Songling still knew the reason why Lang Chuan did not enter Wutai Peak to cultivate, the contradiction between Lang Chuan and the Xiao family was well known, so he did not ask Lang Chuan why he did not go to Wutai Peak to cultivate.

While drinking, the two laughed and talked about the old days, and time passed quickly.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of fierce fighting, Tang Songling and Lang Chuan glanced at each other, suddenly stood up, and quickly flew towards the sound of fighting. At this moment, it is the time for two people to patrol and be on duty, and nothing can be wrong.

On a moonlit night, the wind flies gently and softly, and the huge wings caress everything affectionately. The bright moon hid among the soft, silky clouds, and looked shyly at the quiet world, sprinkling the pure brilliance. This gesture is like a graceful beautiful girl looking at the earth with a smile.

On the ground, a young man with a gentleman's sword on his back walked slowly.

"Brother Lang, wait a minute. A slightly familiar voice sounded from behind.

The young man turned around, and when he saw that it was Tang Songling who was walking with a wine bottle, he smiled lightly: "How can Brother Tang be so interested tonight, he actually came with fruit wine, is it because he wants to get Lang drunk." ”

Lang Chuan was a little surprised by Tang Songling's change in his name, seeing that the other party had already let go of his previous mustard, he was very happy, it was always good to have one more friend. Although this person is arrogant in nature, his heart is not bad.

Brother Lang laughed. Tang Songling said with a smile, and then the two found a gazebo and sat down.

Lang Chuan's magnanimity in the competition platform made him think deeply for a long time. In the tournament, he should have been able to defeat himself in front of everyone, but he didn't. He doesn't seem to attach importance to the title and honor of the first person in the outer sect, and he doesn't intend to trample the dignity of the defeated on the competition platform. When he thought of the question he had asked himself what he was fighting for, he realized that he was defending his dignity. From that moment on, I, Tang Songling, respected him as a brother in my life.

"Brother Tang, this retreat to Wutai Peak and the cultivation to the next level, it is gratifying. Lang Chuan looked at Tang Songling, whose cultivation had already risen to the sixth layer of condensation, and smiled.

"If Brother Lang also cultivates in Wutai Peak with us, his cultivation may be higher than mine. Tang Songling still knew the reason why Lang Chuan did not enter Wutai Peak to cultivate, the contradiction between Lang Chuan and the Xiao family was well known, so he did not ask Lang Chuan why he did not go to Wutai Peak to cultivate.

While drinking, the two laughed and talked about the old days, and time passed quickly.

"Drink!"

"Bang!"

"Phew!"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of fierce fighting, Tang Songling and Lang Chuan glanced at each other, suddenly stood up, and quickly flew towards the sound of fighting. At this moment, it is the time for two people to patrol and be on duty, and nothing can be wrong.

On a moonlit night, the wind flies gently and softly, and the huge wings caress everything affectionately. The bright moon hid among the soft, silky clouds, and looked shyly at the quiet world, sprinkling the pure brilliance. This gesture is like a graceful beautiful girl looking at the earth with a smile.

On the ground, a young man with a gentleman's sword on his back walked slowly.

"Brother Lang, wait a minute. A slightly familiar voice sounded from behind.

The young man turned around, and when he saw that it was Tang Songling who was walking with a wine bottle, he smiled lightly: "How can Brother Tang be so interested tonight, he actually came with fruit wine, is it because he wants to get Lang drunk." ”

Lang Chuan was a little surprised by Tang Songling's change in his name, seeing that the other party had already let go of his previous mustard, he was very happy, it was always good to have one more friend. Although this person is arrogant in nature, his heart is not bad.

Brother Lang laughed. Tang Songling said with a smile, and then the two found a gazebo and sat down.

Lang Chuan's magnanimity in the competition platform made him think deeply for a long time. In the tournament, he should have been able to defeat himself in front of everyone, but he didn't. He doesn't seem to attach importance to the title and honor of the first person in the outer sect, and he doesn't intend to trample the dignity of the defeated on the competition platform. When he thought of the question he had asked himself what he was fighting for, he realized that he was defending his dignity. From that moment on, I, Tang Songling, respected him as a brother in my life.

"Brother Tang, this retreat to Wutai Peak and the cultivation to the next level, it is gratifying. Lang Chuan looked at Tang Songling, whose cultivation had already risen to the sixth layer of condensation, and smiled.

"If Brother Lang also cultivates in Wutai Peak with us, his cultivation may be higher than mine. Tang Songling still knew the reason why Lang Chuan did not enter Wutai Peak to cultivate, the contradiction between Lang Chuan and the Xiao family was well known, so he did not ask Lang Chuan why he did not go to Wutai Peak to cultivate.