Do not accept to fight!

In the west wing of the Wulin League’s backyard——

"Master..." Sha Manya, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, lowered his head and knelt on the ground, "This subordinate is incompetent, please punish him."

The three people behind him also knelt on the ground, all of them lowered their heads, not daring to move an inch.

The man sitting on the wooden chair has delicate features, his posture is lazy but elegant, and he is dressed luxuriously. Although he is called the leader by Shamanya, he doesn't have a trace of Western style in his body. bun.

He lightly parted the corners of his lips, which were as warm as jade, in stark contrast to the cold and murderous expression in his eyes, and seemed to be incomparably harmonious.

If Ling Xiaoxiao saw this scene at this moment, he would definitely be very shocked.

He is none other than Ling Aotian's son Ling Xiaofei, who is a branch of the Thunderbolt Gate.

At that time, Ling Zhentian and Ling Aotian jointly founded Thunderbolt Gate. After several years of development, Thunderbolt Gate became famous in the south of the Yangtze River, and its status in the martial arts gradually rose. It has become one of the important sects that are indispensable in the annual martial arts conference.

Ling Aotian had a son and a daughter, all of which followed his physique, and their bones were mediocre, so in the eyes of outsiders, the next sect master of Thunderbolt Sect would definitely be Ling Xiaoxiao.

Because there were no other candidates, it was really difficult for Ling Xiaofei and Ling Feifei to have a big breakthrough in martial arts.

If one wants to gain a foothold in this martial arts world, martial arts is the foundation.

"Get up and talk first." He took out a white jade bone fan and shook it lightly. Ruyu's face showed no joy or anger at all, "Why did Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly befriend the beggar gang and come up the mountain together?"

Even Bai Moyu, the head of the beggar gang, personally rescued him.

And this Bai Moyu, who hadn't shown up at the martial arts conference for three years, why did he suddenly show up at this time and hinder his plan.

Is it a coincidence or intentional.

After several people got up, Shamanya endured the pain all over his body and said in a low voice: "This... I don't know, there is no news that they knew each other before, so they probably met by chance on the road."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cup of hot tea passed by the corner of his eyes, so fast that he couldn't see the trajectory at all.

After a while, there was a "pa——" and it hit the wall and cracked into pieces.

Shocked, Shamanya knelt down again, blood gushed from the side of his right eye, which was already swollen red and purple, making him even more embarrassed.

He didn't dare to wipe it, but pressed his head firmly on the ground, just saying over and over again: "Please calm down the anger of the teacher! Please..."

"Master." Tsing Yi and Zi Yi pinched the corners of their skirts, not daring to speak, they could only look at him pleadingly.

Ling Xiaofei smiled coldly, "I met you by chance? Look at you now, I have cultivated them painstakingly for many years, but in the end I have cultivated a pile of trash!"

He slapped the table extremely hard, but the table was not damaged at all, which shows how powerful he is.

After asking another question, Ling Xiaofei sent them all out.

After all, he and Ling Zhentian came together to represent Thunderbolt Gate this time, and now is not a good time to reveal his identity.

He has to wait.

Waiting for a chance to wash away the shame of the previous life!

"Ling, Xiao, Xiao!" He closed the jade fan, and the corners of his lips curled up in a boundless indifference, "What a lucky dog!"

Regardless of past and present lives, there are always people around him who are willing to risk their lives to protect him!

But it doesn't matter, in this life, I have practiced the Ghost Gu Jue ten years in advance, not to mention, the Holy Cult has already been used by me, even ten Ling Xiaoxiao are no match for me.

After this month, Thunderbolt goalkeeper no longer exists!

"Ah-choo--ah-choo-" Ling Xiaoxiao, who had changed back into white clothes again, rubbed his itchy nose, and reflexively touched an anti-drug pill and quickly swallowed it.

This was bought from Ah Xiang, and it was specially used to suppress the spread of Gu poison.

After wearing the ragged clothes of the beggar gang for several days in a row, now that the clothes have returned to normal, I feel a little uncomfortable.

He shook his head mockingly, and was about to go out to find Qu Xiran, not wanting to meet someone unexpected at the transfer.

How could he appear here, is there not only one hero post?

Ling Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and waved his fan to meet him as usual, but a trace of impatience flashed between his brows, and Ling Xiaofei still caught him with sharp eyes.

He asked lightly, "My father is here too?"

"Yes. Xiao Xiao, are you still angry? Uncle is really worried about you this time." Ling Xiaofei walked up with a concerned face, looked him up and down, and sighed in a low voice as if relieved: " As long as you’re fine, as long as you’re fine. Xiao Xiao, don’t scare everyone like this next time. By the way, why didn’t Wu Yi Wu Er and the others follow you?”

Ling Xiaoxiao felt a pain in his heart, his face was a little gloomy, "They are dead."

"What?" Ling Xiaofei turned pale with shock, but was secretly proud in his heart.

You bastard, it doesn't matter how good your roots are, and it doesn't matter how many loyal people you have around you. In the end, they all died, and even you can't escape this fate!

Seeing that he was about to explain the reason in detail, Ling Xiaoxiao saw Qu Xiran leading Lingyue and the others from a distance, and immediately called out: "Brother Bai, Miss Ling, wait for me."

After speaking, he stepped forward quickly, completely ignoring Ling Xiaofei beside him.

Ling Xiaofei was not annoyed, instead, he looked at the few people who were getting closer and closer with great interest. The handsome man in the lead was dressed sloppily and had his hair tied up casually. .

How should I describe Bai Moyu?Probably quiet.

As sinking as water, as quiet as a pine, martial arts are unfathomable.

In his previous life, he and the beggar gang had always kept abreast of each other, so they never had a chance to exchange hands until they died.

He didn't know where the change happened in this life, and Ling Xiaoxiao had such a big backer!

Yes, big backer!

Decades later, Bai Moyu's accomplishments in martial arts are even incomparable to Zhang Youji's. Unfortunately, he only cares about doing good to save the people, but he doesn't get involved in many grievances and grievances.

Ling Xiaofei smiled gracefully and walked over with Ling Xiaoxiao naturally.

Heh, it's not decades later, Bai Moyu's skill has not yet broken through the ninth heaven, and he is no match for the Ghost Gu Jue!

Seeing a person with a five-point resemblance behind him at 50000 points, Qu Xiran paused, with a smile on his face as usual, "Brother Ling, we are still preparing to go to the Hall of Justice. I wonder if this is...?"

The two looked at each other and explored in the same way. Ling Xiaofei was startled, and immediately calmed down and clasped his fists with an elegant smile: "Bai Gangzhu, who has long admired his name, is Ling Xiaofei at the Thunderbolt Gate."

"Jiu Yang." Another man surnamed Ling, who is not a simple master, looks a few years older than 50000.

Qu Xiran smiled slightly, and left after speaking.

Now there is a split within Thunderbolt Gate, no matter whether it has anything to do with this person or not, it's never wrong to stay far away.

Ling Yue and the others saw that their leader was so indifferent, and they didn't have much enthusiasm for Ling Xiaofei, so they gave a symbolic hand and turned away.

Ling Xiaofei felt depressed for a while, he was an existence of faith in the Western Regions, and he was used to being kneeled and licked by others on weekdays, how could he allow others to ignore him like this.

And that idiot Ling Xiaoxiao actually followed along!

"Hmph." I don't know if you can still laugh after tomorrow is over.

The corners of his eyes curled into a beautiful arc, and he walked towards the Justice Hall of the Martial Arts League unhurriedly.

In the martial arts conference, all heroes gather.

All present here are heroes from all walks of life who have received hero invitations. No matter the sect is poor or rich, most of them are well-dressed. Only the gauze and silk exposed flesh of the Western Regions Shengjiao is particularly out of place.

But that leader, Shamanya, was uncharacteristically, covered his whole body tightly, and even covered his face with a layer of white gauze!

The majestic old man actually put a veil on his face?

Even the Taoist nuns of the Emei Sect curled their lips in disdain, not to mention the rough men who are used to scrambling and rolling, few of them are willing to look over there.

Occasionally, those who were curious got goosebumps from the winking eyes of Tsing Yi and Zi Yi, so they quickly averted their eyes.

I heard that magic arts in the Western Regions are prevalent, and what looks like a woman may not be a woman!

"Is there such a thing?" Qu Xiran was taken aback.

"No, the one in purple is the man!" Because the position of the beggar gang is relatively at the back, Lingyue lowered her voice, and chatted with Qu Xiran about the latest news she had heard, "Once the thing they practice goes crazy, it will kill you." It will change one's own physique, and Shamanya's appearance is also nourished and maintained by magic power."

"This..." is really insightful.

There are both human monsters and crazy elements who will do anything for the sake of beauty. This is really an out-and-out cult. Didn’t they ever have the idea of ​​leveling the martial arts in the Central Plains and dominating the world?

Qu Xiran's finger tapping on the armrest suddenly paused, of course...it couldn't be without it!

There must be, and there will be a lot of moves in the future!

Qu Xiran connected some information before and after, and combined with the analysis of the words from 50000 points, this group of cults may not be able to hold on for too long.

Then, what is Bai Muxuan's mind?Why did he send a hero post to the cult faction?

Qu Xiran glared fiercely at someone in the seat above.

Why is he more adapted to here than himself!

As a back pendant, speaking in front of such a group of martial arts people is orderly, without flaws, and martial arts are amazing...

Hehe, it would be a ghost if it was really an ordinary pendant.

After Bai Muxuan finished speaking, he met Qu Xiran's scrutinizing eyes. He raised his glass to cover the smile that couldn't be concealed from the corner of his mouth.

Thanks to him, Qu Xiran felt that his head was not enough for the first time since he was born.

To be a good gang leader, you must not show your feet, you must establish the image of the beggar gang, you must work hard to save 50000 points of life, and you must help him reverse his fate, and you must guard against all unknown changes so that you cannot die...

You also need to figure out the function of this heavenly crystal glass bottle and... its true identity!

tired.

Binding bottle, no threat.

Hope it won't be a pig teammate.

He rubbed the center of his brows, and was called by the head of the Songshan School not long after.

"What do you think of the Shadow Gate massacre, Chief Bai?"

Qu Xiran narrowed his eyes, and politely cupped his fist at him, his whole body full of righteousness, "This case...Bai is not talented, and has no clue at all, but Bai has given all the information he knows to the leader."

Kicking the ball to Bai Muxuan, Qu Xiran felt no pressure.

Aren't you very capable?Those who can do more work!