Biography of Xi Shan

In the past, everyone had some doubts about the Xishan faction, which has not been walking around in the rivers and lakes all year round, thinking that the Xishan faction without the ancestors is just a hollow pillow to handle, but now everyone is silent, with awe in their eyes Feelings.

Murong Lianhe stood up at this time, he looked at Wu Mang who had fallen to the ground, and reprimanded him: "Today's martial arts conference is held, and all of you here are highly respected heroes. If you come to disrupt the situation today, I will let you go for now." Ma doesn't have the same knowledge as you, I hope you leave quickly, lest I wait to be rude!"

Lu Zhanbai was already in a depressed mood, but after hearing what he said, he couldn't help but sneered and said, "As an afterthought."

Murong Lianhe's expression changed slightly, but he pretended not to hear it, but he swore in his heart that one day when he achieves great feats, he will be the first to take Lu Zhanbai's knife!

Wu Mang prostrated himself on the ground, he lowered his head, his face was almost touching the ground, and his hands and fingers were pressed on the ground, so dirty that the original color could hardly be seen.

Murong Lianhe frowned: "Wu Mang, why don't you get up?"

Wu Mang smiled sinisterly, it's not the time yet, just wait a little longer, just wait a little longer...

Everyone looked at him strangely, and someone in the crowd was laughing, "Hurry up and get out, do you want us to show you some color?" A sect leader who had just been established for a few years laughed and cursed, with words in his mouth There is no shortage of blatant flattery.

Liu Muyan withdrew his sword, looked at Wu Mang, and felt more and more strange and uneasy.He raised his head, and the boy named Hongsang was still sitting on the roof watching the play. Hongsang was motionless and very quiet, but suddenly glanced in the direction of the Xishan School, and then moved his eyes away without a trace.

The crowd burst into laughter one after another, Murong Lianhe babbled instructively, while Wu Mang was still lying there motionless.

Liu Muyan glanced at Chen Daozhen, and Chen Daozhen happened to raise his head, but he was not looking at Jing Ji.

Chen Daozhen frowned slightly, and he looked around.Lu Zhanbai lowered his head anxiously, anxiously wondering what he was thinking; Wen Shanhua looked at Wu Mang regretfully, with a very devoted expression; Ye Wanwu seemed a little tired, Zhao Chengyu bent down and said something to him, the two of them Looking at each other and smiling, the atmosphere was very harmonious; the boy named Hongsang kept frowning, just now, he jumped off the roof with a serious face and disappeared from everyone's sight.

And the little yellow cat appeared in Jing Ji's footsteps again, Chen Daozhen watched the boy pick up the kitten, and sneakily hid it in his sleeve again.

Afterwards, Jing Ji had already told Chen Daozhen everything about the secret way, and Chen Daozhen was almost sure that this person named Duan Hongxue was the mysterious person who followed Jing Ji all the way.

Chen Daozhen glanced at the young man, and saw that the young man was looking at the front seriously, but his hands were stretched into his sleeves and he was having fun with the kitten.

Chen Daozhen moved his body, Zhao Peiran leaned over and listened.Afterwards, Zhao Peiran nodded and disappeared into the crowd without making a sound.

The alcoholic head monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out, he subconsciously looked at Chen Daozhen, but saw Chen Daozhen closed his eyes, looking like an old monk in meditation.

Liu Muyan frowned, looked at Chen Daozhen, then at Wu Mang, with a smile on his lips.

"Wu Mang, let's see where you are going to escape today!" At this moment, an ethereal voice sounded, the voice was beautiful and clear, and it floated from a distance.As the sound got closer, six young women flew into the martial arts training ground with light kungfu. They were dressed in misty gauze dresses, with the same hair in buns. They are all rare beauties in the world.

The woman standing at the front was a bit older, but she looked about 24 or [-]. She raised her eyebrows and glared at Wu Mang. Behind her were five younger women, all of whom looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. The skin is so tender that you can almost squeeze out water, and the big watery eyes are very attractive.

Liu Muyan thought, this show is full of people.As soon as Wu Mang arrived, the disciples of Yaoxian Valley followed, but when will this Murong Lianhe scene really start?

"I am Zhao Manru, a disciple of the master of the Yaoxian Valley, and I am here to take your life at the order of the master of the valley!" Zhao Manru said with raised eyebrows, "Back then, the master of the valley had already let you live, and you didn't know how to repent, and even sneaked back Yaoxian Valley stole the holy medicine, your little life is not a pity, take your life!"

Wu Mang obviously didn't expect the disciples from Yaoxian Valley to come here, he seemed a little anxious, Wu Mang had one against six, and it was difficult to gain the upper hand, but those women seemed to be scrupulous, and they frequently looked sideways during the fight.

The drunkard head laughed, and said: "There are people in this Jianghu who are worse than my drunkard head, little master, what do you think Wu Mang is?"

The drunkard smiled for a long time, but saw that Chen Daozhen was motionless. He stretched his head over and took a look. Chen Daozhen seemed to be asleep. He closed his eyes, but his body was still leaning straight on the chair.

The drunkard scratched his head in confusion.

Zhou Ce smiled and said, "The disciples of Yaoxian Valley are as expected, fresh and refined, beautiful and charming." Zhou Ce muttered a few words in a low voice, his mouth was showing off, but his face was slightly red.

Lu Zhen pursed her lips and glanced at him seriously.

Zhou Ce knew Lu Zhen's temper best, he was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, stricter than self-discipline than others.

Lin Zixiao replied in a low voice: "Senior brother should be able to graduate this year, but he can also marry a wife and have children."

Zhou Ce looked at Lu Zhen enviously, and then looked at the disciples of Yaoxian Valley, and said, "It is rumored that the disciples of Yaoxian Valley cannot marry for life, so it is no wonder that Wu Mang's wife will betray the master. It's normal, who can guarantee not to be emotional?"

Lin Zixiao let out a "tss", and said leisurely, "Senior brother, you don't think about spring, do you?"

Zhou Ce glared at him, then lowered his voice and said, "You're young, but I must choose a beautiful wife when I marry in the future, well, at least it must be as beautiful as these few."

Lin Zixiao wrinkled his nose: "Superficial."

Jing Ji blinked, and whispered: "Is this considered beautiful?"

Zhou Ce joked in a low voice: "Isn't this pretty? I said Second Senior Brother, you have been out for half a year, and you have learned a lot."

Jing Ji smiled and said nothing, he thought of the portrait of the woman he saw in the Chu family's secret room that day, that was the real beauty and beauty.

The young man furtively looked at Chen Daozhen, seeing Chen Daozhen dozing off with his eyes closed, he couldn't help secretly amused, look, senior brother Chen didn't look at them, originally, what's so interesting about this, they are not as good-looking as senior brother Chen.

Wu Mang was outnumbered, allowing the six people from Yaoxian Valley to gain the upper hand, but they were defeated after a while, and the six long swords were placed on his neck in unison.

"Hand over the medicine!" Zhao Manru said.

Wu Mang gritted his teeth, and shouted loudly into the air: "You guys are still not coming out! When are you going to watch the show?!"

Zhao Peiran circled several times like nine bends and eighteen bends, and finally left him in a remote courtyard.

He looked at the small courtyard in front of him suspiciously, and he clearly saw Hongsang walking in, where did he go?

"Why are you following me?" Zhao Peiran was contemplating when he heard Hongsang's voice from above.

Zhao Peiran raised his head, and Hongsang was sitting on the branch of the big banyan tree. He frowned slightly, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

Zhao Peiran had a smile on his face, not feeling embarrassed at all. He bowed in a similar manner, and said with a smile: "I'm just wondering, everyone is watching the fun, why did Brother Hong leave first?"

Hong Sang was on a high place, he looked into the distance and didn't know what he was looking at, for a while, he still frowned, and said impatiently: "I have something to do today, let's take a step first."

Hongsang jumped down, turned around and was about to leave.

How could Zhao Peiran let him go so easily, he followed quickly, pressed Hongsang's shoulder from behind and said with a smile: "Take a step slowly, let's have a good chat."

"I have nothing to talk to you about." Hong Sang gave him a gloomy look, turned around and moved his hands. He was about to draw his sword. went back.

Hong Sang sneered: "Since you want to block my way, I won't be polite to you. Today I will let you see my real martial arts." After finishing speaking, Hong Sang threw the sword away and pointed at Zhao Zhao with his bare hands. Pei Ran called.

Hongsang exerted all her strength in her hands, and each punch carried a mighty aura, hitting Zhao Peiran's deadly place with every move.

Zhao Peiran didn't draw his sword, he only avoided attacking.

Hong Sang narrowed his eyes, he didn't have time to spend any more time with Zhao Peiran, he gathered all the energy in his body, and punched him.

It was only then that Zhao Peiran realized that Hongsang really wanted to take his life, and he avoided Hongsang's punch in a dangerous manner.

Hongsang's fist landed on the thick branch of the big banyan tree, making a hole the size of a bowl.

"Zi Shan Fist! You are a member of the Devil's Cult, you are really daring." Zhao Peiran frowned. He did not expect the people of the Devil's Sect to be so bold as to enter the martial arts conference in a big way.

Hong Sang pursed her lips, and said calmly, "My divine sect is the number one sect in martial arts, what am I afraid to do?" Hong Sang glanced at Zhao Peiran contemptuously, turned and left.

Zhao Peiran shook his head helplessly, but still followed closely.

"If you follow me again, believe it or not, I will really kill you." Hong Sang stopped and said viciously.

Zhao Peiran shrugged: "Your boxing skills are powerful, so don't underestimate our Wuji School's swordsmanship. Even if you can really kill me, I'm afraid... you are too late for what you want to do, right?"

Hong Sang glared at him, and quickly left with lightness kung fu.

Zhao Peiran smiled and immediately followed.