A low-key old story

The two brothers, who are still being beaten because of their tongue, are called Zhong Peng, and the other is called Tan Xinghan.They are sworn brothers, they have supported each other for so long, and their relationship is stronger than brothers.

Seeing Tan Xinghan walking towards them after Tang Liu dejectedly, Zhong Peng cast a puzzled look.While the two of them were talking, Tan Xinghan winked and signed at Zhong Peng, and finally pointed to Tang Liu and the talisman in his hand.

Zhong Penghui was wrong, and nodded with a look of sudden realization.

When Zhen Jinglan turned his head, Zhong Peng was gone, and Tan Xinghan was still raising money on the spot.

"Why don't you go?"

He glanced at the smiling Tang Liu, and said, "It's safer to follow the two seniors."

"Senior" Zhen Jinglan didn't worry about this matter, he thought of something more terrifying than these two people.Counting the time, in two more hours, Mu Zishu, who knows nothing but Yujian, will soon become a lamb to be slaughtered. This Tang Liu is also a worry...

Zhen Jinglan thought about it again, and realized that he was thinking a little too much, worrying that no one should worry about him, he could always do something beyond expectations.

Tang Liudao: "Someone is here."

Just as he was talking, he saw Zhong Peng go and come back, with a large group of people behind him, all eager to fight.

"They kidnapped my second brother." Zhong Peng said.

Is this going to be a gang fight?

Tang Liu smiled and squinted at Tan Xinghan, and Tan Xinghan stepped forward bravely: "Everyone, this is a misunderstanding."

The leading monk said: "Don't worry about your misunderstanding, hand over the talisman, and I will spare you from death."

Another group of looters took advantage of the fire.

Zhen Jinglan sighed, swung the wooden sword, and once again demonstrated what a real gang fight is.

——All the monks were lying on the ground, "Aiyo", and no one was willing to get up.

On the contrary, the woman who was tied up with five flowers stood up with a smile, and the seemingly strong demon-binding rope on her body suddenly fell loose.

"You..." A monk wanted to get up when he saw that the rope that bound the demon was loose. He was knocked back to the ground with a wooden sword like a whack-a-mole, "What are you, just sit down."

Zhen Jinglan said: "Yuan... Girl, are you here too?"

Yuan Yuyao untied the rest of the knot, and said: "I wanted to pretend to be a captive and let them lead the way for a while, so as to save some trouble, but they have so many things to do."

"By the way, I heard that a secret realm has been discovered in the northwest corner. I didn't come here before, so I didn't know that there are so many mysteries hidden in this place."

Having lived to Zhen Jinglan's age, he basically has no interest in all kinds of magic weapons in the secret realm, but what she said next made him unable to bear to find out.She said that this secret place was a battlefield more than 300 years ago, which was known as a battle for nothing in history.

The battlefield is bound to be full of corpses, let alone a battle with no chance of winning.

For some reason, it has become a secret place, a place where the juniors look for "opportunities".

Zhen Jinglan frowned, wondering if he could find the body of his senior brother.

The group of bandit-like monks led the way, and the two of them were very conspicuous among them. Fortunately, they both lowered their heads expressionlessly, like captured captives.Quite a few monks passing by saw that although they had bruised noses and swollen faces, they all looked ferocious and looked like they were not easy to provoke, and none of them dared to provoke trouble, which really saved a lot of trouble.

When they arrived at the secret realm, there was already a big fight for the magic weapon and spirit treasure inside.There is white mist floating in the secret realm, and the corpses seen outside are not corrupted, but the death is so tragic that people can't look directly at it.

Tang Liu was the first to leave, and Yuan Yuyao went in a different direction.Only the group of monks who led the way for them didn't move, and they only dared to stare at the babies all over the place.Zhen Jinglan waved his hand: "What should I do?"

All the monks dispersed, and the two Zhong Peng brothers looked at each other. Tan Xinghan found an opportunity on the road and explained everything to Zhong Peng.Although they didn't know why the man had to use the pseudonym Tang Liu, they also knew that no one could trouble the Pavilion Master of Linlang Pavilion.After comparing the two sides, they secretly followed Jianxiu to the deeper part of the secret realm.

Zhen Jinglan really didn't notice that he was being followed. The tragic battle 300 years ago was vivid in his memory. The deeper he went, the more he seemed to go back to the past.The more he thought about it, the more absurd he felt, he didn't even remember what the monster looked like, just the black mist condensed into a shape, causing millions of Nascent Soul cultivators to perish here.

After he blew up his Nascent Soul, was that monster still there?Or is this a game he set up?

Mu Zishu: "...I don't know how to tell you, but your thinking is wrong."

"What?" Zhen Jinglan didn't find the body of his master and brother. It seemed that someone had climbed there first. Hearing Mu Zishu's voice, he didn't react for a while.

"No... I remind you to be careful." Mu Zishu changed the subject, "Is there a fight over there? Do fellow daoists eat melons?"

Pillow Jinglan: "..."

Zhen Jinglan looked over from a distance, it was the place where he blew himself up.The white mist was dispelled, and a group of people were fighting hard.

More than a dozen monks were besieging an old man who was above the Nascent Soul stage. The old man had gray temples, and his thin, haggard hands were quickly pinching the sword.Looking at the situation, the old man still had the upper hand.Zhen Jinglan touched it quietly. After he blew himself up, the natal sword should have fallen here, so why did Rong Su get his sword?Could it be that he still followed?

Just as he was thinking, his spiritual power fluctuated. Seeing that the man was about to die under the palm of the old man, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a woman to block him.The woman vomited a mouthful of blood, but said nothing.

"Song Xiaoyou, it's not good to trade the life of your Taoist companion for your own life, isn't it?" The old man threw out several palms in a row, and Song Yuming dodged them one by one, with a more serious expression.

The one who was knocked down was Mimeng, Zhen Jinglan picked her up and took her pulse, he began to regret not ransacking Canghuo's Alchemy Pavilion before coming out.

Mimeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she saw that it was a pillow, she asked, "Master, why can't anyone in this world believe it?"

Before Zhen Jinglan could speak, she tilted her head and lost her pulse.Mimeng emitted a gentle light, Zhen Jinglan thought she would also turn into a white fox, but didn't want that after the white light disappeared, there was only a red rope and a small dice with red beans on the ground.

[Main task: Floating Life and Dream Chapter has been achieved. 】

[Main task: Gu Yueli chapter has been completed. 】

"Boy, let's go!"

The sky is covered with thunderclouds, and thunder will strike at any time.Zhen Jinglan stood up without realizing it, and the thunder and lightning struck, as if the moment when Zhen Jinglan and Mu Zishu exchanged was infinitely prolonged.Zhen Jinglan could see Mu Zishu by his side, looked down at him and smiled: "This is the original sin, your original sin."